America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 491

Yamamoto Haruma took the lead and walked in the front.

He was wearing a sleeveless gown, several turns of cloth bandages were tightly wrapped around his forearms, and he carried a machete on his shoulder, walking forward with extremely aggressive steps.

The wanderers behind him wore turbans on their heads and held samurai swords in their hands. Their eyes were fierce. They chopped up Chinese people along the way and smashed things when they saw them. They seemed to want to pay for Yamada Sho.

Before Li Sifu came to report, Chen Jianqiu, who was far south of the street, had already noticed the commotion in the distance.

The corn hovered in the distant sky, sending out bursts of eagle whistle.

He knew what was going on without guessing.

Kameda Masao This is a whole set of combination punches.

First, setting fire in the middle of the night made the Chinese people in Chinatown exhausted, and then organized a surprise attack in the morning.

Chen Jianqiu expected that the Japanese would make some moves the next day, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

He doesn't quite believe that Masao Kameda and Xuan Yangsha have no military background.

"Assemble!" Chen Jianqiu whistled.

The second batch of soldiers was different from the first batch of soldiers. Although they also came to fight the fire, they all carried weapons.

Chen Jianqiu took a Roswell bolt-action rifle from Li Sifu and walked in the front of the team.

"The second team goes to the pier and drags the machine gun over! The first team presses forward with me, buying time for the second team!"

The soldiers followed Chen Jianqiu to the intersection in the center of Chinatown.

There is the tallest building in Chinatown - "Hongfu Building".

The Chinese on the street heard the movement, and either hid directly in the house, or were driven to run around.

"People from the sniper team follow me to the roof." Chen Jianqiu gave an order, "The others rely on favorable terrain to intercept each other!"

The well-trained soldiers found their own bunkers on the first floor and dispersed, while Chen Jianqiu climbed to the roof of Hongfu Building.

"Smash them all!" Yamamoto Haruma waved the machete in his hand, and began to chop at the door of a laundry shop by the roadside.

After a few chops, it felt uncomfortable, so he dropped the machete and started looking for a weapon that was convenient.

As a result, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it, so he simply started kicking the door.

A family of three lived in this laundromat. The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties. He hid at the counter, hid his wife and only daughter behind him, and stared fixedly at the crumbling door.

He held an ax in his hand.

This is the only self-defense equipment that can be found at home.

He tried his best not to tremble, and planned to fight to the death when the person outside the door broke the door, in exchange for a chance for his wife and daughter to escape.

"Boom!"

The door was finally kicked open.

Haruma Yamamoto had already seen the boss with the axe, and his daughter trembling in the corner.

The Gambler's eyes gleamed evilly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Hey, there's a woman!"

He subconsciously touched his waistband, ready to rush in the door.

But at this moment, a gunshot was heard suddenly.

Haruma Yamamoto shrank his neck subconsciously.

He turned his head and found that not far from him, a ronin who was also about to break in was kneeling on the ground in pain.

The man's lower body was completely red, and his whole body was shaking.

If it wasn't because he was a man, Haruma Yamamoto might have thought this guy was coming from his aunt.

Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out one after another.

Those ronin who were busy smashing and looting became living targets and began to be shot one after another.

Yamamoto immediately abandoned the family in the house and withdrew.

"There are long guns on the opposite side! Spread out!" He yelled, pushing a box at the door against the wall with all his strength, squatting at the corner between the box and the room, and began to observe the situation on the other side.

Yamamoto soon discovered the Chinese soldiers who were shooting at them.

This is not the distance they and the Ronin can attack.

Unlike other martial arts masters, Yamamoto didn't have the slightest arrogance when facing the gun, and he never got angry.

He yelled to the back of the line, "Cyclops! Where are you and your men? Damn it!"

Yoshioka Kunihiko himself did not appear, but more than 100 of his spearmen stepped forward.

If those ronin with swords still have the legacy of Edo samurai, these people look like Japanese army soldiers.

They were dressed in dark blue, and wore cylindrical hard military caps with a yellow cloth around the top of the brim, which was a bit like the French army's attire at that time, but it was ugly at 01:30.

If it is said that Xuanyangsha has nothing to do with the Japanese army, ghosts will believe it.

These people began to march forward in groups, and started shooting each other "crackling" and the Chinese soldiers on the other side of the street.

"Get ready! Let go!" An officer-like man waved his command knife and issued an order.

People from the long spear team fired a volley. I don't know what happened on the other side of the street, but four or five fell down on my side.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the sky over Chinatown. It was so lively that it was like the Lunar New Year.

However, soon, the members of the Long Spear Team discovered to their surprise that they couldn't beat them at all!

The rifles they held in their hands were called Murata Type [-] rifles. They were domestically produced in Japan and still used black powder bullets. They were single-shot and had no magazines.

No matter in terms of power, rate of fire or accuracy, it is simply unable to compete with the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side who use smokeless gunpowder bullets to pull the bolt.

In addition, Chen Jianqiu led the Chinese soldiers to seize the favorable terrain ahead of time.

These Chinese soldiers are very familiar with street fighting from high to low in the streets.

The marksmanship of these people was learned by Chen Jianqiu in Roswell with countless bullets. How does it compare with the people from the opposite spear team?
Plus there are people like Chen Jianqiu.

He sneaked up on the second floor of the restaurant and shot coldly.

The man who looked like an officer had his head blown during the first round of firefights, and the speed at which the rest of the people in the front row were called to death depended on the speed at which Chen Jianqiu pulled the bolt.

The number of empty shell casings ejected from the ground around him increased visibly with the naked eye.

Just as Chen Jianqiu was about to pick up another one and change positions, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

That dying feeling came back.

Without hesitation, almost an instinctive reaction, he suddenly lowered his head.

"Shh~ bang!"

A bullet flew past his head and hit a chandelier on the ceiling of the room!
The chandelier fell to the ground, fell apart, smashed to pieces.

Looking at the chandelier on the ground, Chen Jianqiu gasped.

This isn't the first time Sagittarius' perception has saved his life.

I was careless just now, and didn't change the shooting position in time.

There is also a master on the opposite side, hiding in an unknown place.

But I didn't notice it when I scanned the first round just now.

Now that he was locked, showing up in this position would be his own death.

Chen Jianqiu put away the gun, bent over and got out of the box, slipped into the opposite room, and came to the second sniper point.

This position has been changed from an angle, and you can see many ronin hiding behind the bunker diagonally below, including Yamamoto with his butt pouted.

But Chen Jianqiu's goal was not him.

He glanced quickly over the battlefield.

This time, Chen Jianqiu turned on the shooter mode.

Demons and ghosts, nowhere to hide.

But to his surprise, even so, the suspicious sniper on the opposite side was still not found!

Could it be that the opposite side is also the kind of ultra-long-range killer like Camilla?
Chen Jianqiu decided to take a risk.

He turned around abruptly, and "bang" a shot at a member of the spear team who was shooting downstairs.

Chen Jianqiu didn't stop, and continued to pull the trigger to fire. "Bang bang" knocked down several people in succession.

Sure enough, the feeling of dying came again.

The opponent on the opposite side found him again.

Chen Jianqiu didn't like to fight, and continued to change places, but this time, he had already judged where the bullet came from.

It was a Japanese style tower outside Chinatown.

But he still couldn't scan the outline on the opposite side, not even a little phantom.

Chen Jianqiu changed several positions.

Basically the result is the same.

He pondered for a while, and finally figured out one thing.

The opponent is also the owner of a shooter ability just like himself, and he is constantly changing his position.

(End of this chapter)