"Gaoli, Er Fatty, you two are too seriously injured, so stay here. I'll leave you some alcohol, needlework and gauze tweezers, and bandage each other as you practiced before. The rest of you, follow me to the stables. Many of them have no injuries."

If we have time to ride on horseback, let’s chase him.”

Gao Li wanted to fight again, but Zhao Chuanxin held him down and asked, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

After putting on the saddle and getting on the horse, Zhao Chuanxin felt that the saddle was not his own and it was really awkward to ride on.

He chased in the direction where Naozi escaped.

At the foot of the mountain, Yang Yushu was disheveled and shivering from the cold.

Before I understood what was going on, I was touched in my lair, and I didn’t even have time to put on my clothes.

Not just him, half of the people were not dressed.

He remembered a saying: Defeat is like a mountain falling.

He felt that if he kept running like this and couldn't reach Yitong, he would freeze to death.

Gritting his teeth, he shouted: "Everyone stop, everyone stop, I am Yang Yushu, brothers, listen to me..."

One pass to ten, ten to a hundred.

It took a lot of effort to stop the collapse.

Yang Yushu shouted again: "Where is the lonely goose? Where is the Zhanzhong flower?"

Not long after, the two of them also gathered around.

Yang Yushu asked: "Have you seen how many enemies there are?"

They all shook their heads.

"Then what are we running for?"

Guyan argued: "Although I don't know how many enemies are in the dark, our brothers fell one after another, and there must be no less."

In his mind, fighting usually involves finding each other bunkers and shooting at each other from a distance.

Is it accurate? It’s definitely not going to be any better.

The side with more people and more guns will definitely have the advantage. The one who falls will usually be the side with fewer people.

According to this ratio, the opponent must have at least twice as many troops as our own.

Zhanzhonghua thinks the same way.

There is a reason why Yang Yushu is called "Scholar Beard". He usually doesn't know how to fight or how to manage these hairy men.

Therefore, after listening to what they said, I feel that there is some truth to it.

However, he still pointed to the shivering people around him and said: "Look, we and I are not dressed properly. If we go out like this, we will be beaten to death, or we will freeze to death."

Zhanzhonghua had already recovered by this time. He raised his foreign gun and shouted to the gangsters around him: "Brothers, come around. We can't just leave like this. We were caught off guard by them just now. Now let's kill them."

Go back!"

The money, food, weapons and ammunition are all on the mountain, and he is not willing to give up his huge family fortune just like this.

Continuing down the mountain, Chengming and his men, number 30, looked confused.

I was quite nervous just now, thinking that there was going to be a bloody battle. Unexpectedly, within a moment, those scattered locks stopped.

Ha Jinkui said to Cheng Ming: "Commander Cheng, why didn't they run away?"

Ha Jinkui was a good soldier. He was good at maneuvering in the enemy's camp, but he was also a Qiuba character when facing others. Historically, it was this man who captured Yang Yushu.

This time, Chengming also took him with him.

"It seems that the trend of disintegration has been stopped. It seems that occupying Zhonghua is not easy." Chengming held the rifle and stared at the place that could not be seen in the night. "Let's not rush. Then Zhao Chuanxin really has a chance.

With great ability, a mere dozen people actually killed hundreds of people and were defeated. After a while, they started fighting again, and we acted according to the opportunity. If they still didn't escape, we attacked directly, attacking from the front and back. If we occupy Zhonghua, we will be in chaos!"

……

But it was said that Zhao Chuanxin led people on horseback down the mountain. After walking for a long time, he felt something was wrong.

He made a sign language to ask everyone to stop.

This was different from the situation he expected to see where the mountains and plains were filled with fleeing people. The surroundings were so quiet that it was a bit scary.

Suddenly, there was a gunshot.

A big tree not far from them was hit by a bullet and its bark burst.

It turned out that Tongzi had not received formal military training after all. One of Tongzi couldn't hold himself back. When he saw the sound of horse hooves disappearing, he felt a little panicked and lost his temper in desperation.

Zhao Chuanxin and the others shrank their heads.

"Grass, dismount and let the horse charge down."

Eleven horses were whipped and began to charge down the mountain.

Just listen to bang bang bang...

There was a loud sound of gunfire.

Some horses were shot and fell to the ground, some were tripped and fell, and three or five horses continued to charge.

Anyway, it was pitch dark and no one could see anyone. As always, Naozi listened to the wind and fired randomly.

Zhao Chuanxin was also frightened into a cold sweat.

I have never seen such strong winds and waves, but this pursuit almost capsized.

So after being afraid, you become angry.

He said: "Everyone lie down on the ground. Don't shoot yet. I'll give them some color."

As he spoke, he took out his pocket technology.

In the past, he used pocket technology in his backpack, and others couldn't tell the difference.

This time, everyone watched helplessly as he pulled out the heavy machine gun captured from the French in Shengjing from a bag that was not much bigger than a palm.

"Does the salary transfer really know magic?"

"Yes, he should be a mage."

After installing the bullet supply plate, Zhao Chuanxin lay on the ground to support himself, smiled evilly and opened fire.

Tata Tata...

And the locks over there began to fall in pieces.

Hearing this voice, Zhan Zhonghua's body was shocked.

Yang Yushu saw something was wrong with him and asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhanzhonghua shouted: "Escape, hide, this is a foreign machine gun!"

In just an instant, seven or eight people fell among the bunch.

They are all relatively densely packed.

However, Zhao Chuanxin became more and more comfortable in fighting, because the sight of his glasses had been adjusted, and all that was left was to find someone.

Although he can't go to the night market, he can see through things.

As long as you can vaguely see a human figure, just shoot and do it.

All the gunfire over there has stopped.

At this time, the heavy machine gun could only hold thirty rounds of bullets per feed plate.

Zhao Chuanxin received a total of four bullet-feeding plates at that time.

After firing two bullet feed plates in succession, he stopped.

Because everyone is hiding.

"You guys wait here and listen to my whistle for a while."

As he said that, he took out a handkerchief, took a handful of snow, and put it on the body of the machine gun to cool it down.

Originally, the cooling effect is good in winter, but with the use of snow to cool down, the gun will soon stop being hot.

The heavy machine gun, which weighed more than 70 kilograms, was carried lightly on his shoulders as he walked down.

As for Zhan Zhonghua, looking at her subordinates lying in a pool of blood, her heart felt like a knife.

The capital accumulated over the years is being consumed little by little.

Where did this fierce man come from and why did he hit me, Xiaogushan?

He was confused.

Hearing the machine gun fire stop, Zhanzhonghua shouted in the dark: "Where did these heroes come from, and why did they attack my Xiaogushan?"

The sound was particularly loud and penetrating in the dark night, echoing back and forth in the mountains.

No answer.

"What did you want to do when you fell to the ground? You and I have no grievances, so why did you attack Xiaogushan?"
To be continued...