under fire

Chapter 817
The bandits were not stupid. They directly used the shooting holes on the courtyard wall of the original eighth road in the village as observation holes. People and bandits don't care, if they can't hit you, I'll throw another grenade and blow you up.

The grenades at the entrance of the village continued to explode, mixed with the sound of rifle shooting one after another.

From time to time in the yard, there were strange howls of eight-way people injured by grenades.

Eight Routes still resisted tenaciously. A bandit who had just climbed over the courtyard wall was shot, fell to the outside of the courtyard wall, and cursed: "I'm in your mother's Eight Routes who only know how to shoot black guns!"

No one responded except for gunshots.

The bandits worked steadily, and finally occupied several outer courtyards.

Shawo Village was not that big in the first place, with a total of more than [-] large and small courtyards.

Enter brutal street fighting, where every step forward costs blood.

The bandits who had entered the village and had cover gradually became more courageous, and tried their best to drive the still-arriving Eighth Road to the middle of the village step by step.

There was a change in the south, and the escaped bandits just said that there was also an eight-way team in the south, and the commander was organizing with Uncle Qi to stop it.

As for the result of the blockade, I don't know yet.

This news made the attacking bandits start to worry a little, and they couldn't help but slow down their attack.

in the village.

Li Huanzhang estimated the current situation, and the entire southern periphery of the village fell into the hands of the bandits.

The commotion in the south was probably due to the arrival of reinforcements from the sub-district and the bandit's back route. After all, the squad on the periphery would never make such a big commotion.

He is also very clear that the reinforcements should be the left-behind county brigade, because the sub-regional brigade has moved east when the puppet army swept up, and it must not be back yet, so there is no hope.

The current task is to stick to it. As long as the bandits can't drive straight into the village along the roads, the combat effectiveness of the bandits without heavy firepower and fear of death will be greatly reduced. It is also difficult for the bandits to break into the village.

persist in!He had to hold on until the reinforcements from the Independence Regiment came on a long-distance raid. Based on his understanding of Hu Yi, they should be able to arrive before dawn!

Therefore, as long as you persist until dawn, you will win!

Company Commander Zhou led the militiamen to stand firm in the east of the village. The bandits bluffed and fired a few shots before retreating. The bandits in the west also just feinted!
But as long as the counterattack in the village is a little weak, the feint attack of the bandits will become the main attack!

The south of the village is now a semi-circular front facing the bandits.

The current ammunition becomes the key!Among the bullets given to them by the Independent Regiment, there were very few [-]-caliber bullets, and it was very troublesome to distinguish the bullets of other different calibers.

The bandits were constantly advancing towards the village, and he judged by his feeling that the bandits on the east and west flanks should also attack the village at the same time at a certain time.

And he was not worried about the north of the village because there was no way into the village from the north of the village!The small gates on the walls of some courtyards have long been blocked by militiamen and ordinary people with sundries, and it is relatively easier to deploy defenses.

Logically speaking, the bandits would not choose the northern side with the most complicated terrain to attack, and there was indeed no movement in the north of the village.

As for whether he should send some people to strengthen the defense, he hesitated!

A wave of bandits was quietly approaching the village in the south from north to south, creeping forward in the open like a rat.

Less than 30 meters away from the village, where the two fires on both sides of the east could not be seen, the bandits in the front crawled on the ground and marched carefully. Finally, a bandit messenger came up behind, and exchanged information with each other.

The bandit team of seven or 80 people was immediately divided into two groups, and one group searched for ditches and ridges on the spot to set up shooting positions to cover the attacking bandits.

The rest are still crawling and approaching the village quietly.

For some unknown reason, the two bandits at the front climbed to the wall of a certain courtyard in the north of the village without any trouble, immediately pulled a hand grenade from the back waist, unscrewed the back cover and started the fire.

In the shooting holes on the courtyard wall, a few pairs of eyes widened in the dark night were carefully watching the movements of the two bandits.

Boom. The sound of two popping cotton hammers suddenly sounded in the night.

Two feathered arrows shot out from the wall.

It's so close, condescending, if you can't hit it, isn't that bullshit?

The two bandits who had just rounded their arms were shot in the back immediately!

That grenade fell right next to it!
bang. bang. bang.
The bandit who was covering by the side fired, and an archer who was a step behind his head was shot, and fell straight into the yard.

Boom. Boom.
Two grenades exploded violently one after another, the ground trembled, and the body of a bandit next to the explosion point was thrown high and fell heavily.

Inside the courtyard wall, a voice asked anxiously: "Maotou, how are you?"

Wu Maotou opened his eyes and looked into the darkness, only felt that the sound of gunshots was far away, the sky was illuminated by the flames into a strange black red, he was in a daze for a while, the severe pain in the wound finally reminded him that he had been shot!

His body was covered with dust, and blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth and nostrils. The sticky blood bubbles flowed over the earthy gray immature left face, forming a weird gully extending to the back of his head, seeping into the soil drop by drop, and he could not see the redness in the dark night. , all brown.

A figure rushed over from behind: "Put him down quickly, and pass me the kettle!"

"He can't do it!" murmured the militiaman holding Maotou and carrying a longbow behind his back.

"Go away, didn't you just get hit by a bullet? Maybe there's still hope, let me see." The one who spoke directly took the wounded over, poured water from the kettle to rinse his mouth, and then said casually: "Hey, I said Maotou, don't fall asleep, I will help you take out the bullet in a while, if you are afraid of pain, you can cough hard to cough up the blood that is choking in the airway, do you understand?"

I checked my pulse and it was still beating!
This one seems to be very experienced: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and carry him into the house with me, and light a torch so that I can take a look!"

The wounded were carried into the house amidst the gunfire of bandits outside.

After tossing and tossing for a while, that person finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Maotou, you are really lucky. You were hit by a pistol bullet. It didn't hurt your lungs, so you can't die!"

After speaking, he immediately took out an iron drill as a probe, intending to get the warhead out
The observation post that had been staring at the firing hole was a little puzzled. After the explosion of the grenade, the bandits seemed to have retreated into the open field and remained silent.

It's confusing.

Outside the courtyard wall in the north of the village, sharpened wooden stakes were planted everywhere. The attacking bandits could see clearly in the flash of the explosion. If the top of the wall did not climb into the courtyard wall, they would definitely be tied into hedgehogs if they fell off!

In the eyes of ordinary people, bandits are fierce and fearless of death, but when it comes to life and death, they retreat directly.

The small bandit leaders scattered in the open field sat together: "These eight roads are really sinister, and the courtyard wall is full of spikes, this job is not easy."

"Why don't we throw a few more grenades at a distance and blow up the courtyard wall, so we can get in?"

"Hey, let me tell you guys. Although Commander Wang and his son treat us well on the surface, if all our brothers are here, no one without a gun will be considered rich and useless?"

"It's disloyal and unrighteous for you to say this! Do you believe that I will kill you right now?" A little boss next to him immediately reprimanded.

"Okay, you are loyal, this time I will let you be the striker. If you die, I will take care of that bitch you raised in Xicheng!"

"You are your mother." The very loyal one immediately pulled out the gun.

The two of them were about to start a fight, but none of the people next to them came up to persuade them to fight.

"Hey, I said what are you all doing in a daze? Don't you know how to start a fight?" The one who took out the gun was stunned for a moment.

The few people next to him twisted their buttocks and moved to the side instead, and one of them curled their lips: "You two even used the gun, who would dare to pull it? It is said that the black lamp blind fire gun has no eyes, if you shoot me. Don’t I have to suffer in vain?”

(End of this chapter)