Looking at the five neat formations at the foot of the mountain, there are a total of 500 Japanese soldiers!
And we only have four gentlemen, five hundred to four. We don't have much chance of winning. It can be said that it is basically zero. Even if we are tired, we will be exhausted.
This is no longer a matter of combat effectiveness. In this case, the number can completely crush everything. If these evil soldiers pounce on them all, we will have no good way to deal with them!
This time, even Hu Zi became silent in a rare moment!
"Fat man, you take Xiaoqiu and go first, I'll deal with them!" I said.
"How can that be okay? If we want to go together, let the two of them go first!" The fat man looked at the little mute.
But the little mute shook his head firmly and waved the ghost-slaying sword in his hand without any fear!
"Fat man, it's better for you to leave first. You're too fat and can't stand a protracted battle!" I said truthfully.
When things have reached this point, I am not afraid of the fat man getting angry. After all, he is too fat! With this fat body, if we really fight hand to hand, it will not take long for him to fall down from exhaustion. In this case, it is better to let him take Hu Qiuxian with him.
After we left, the three of us were left, and we still had room to try to figure out how to make use of the terrain.
Sure enough, the fat man became a little angry when he heard this.
"Yangzi, who are you looking down on? Fat man, what's wrong with me being fat? I'm doing it for your own good. Since you didn't leave, you would have done it with them a long time ago. If you are afraid that I will hold you back, then you should get rid of this matter first.
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As the fat man spoke, he cut off the backpack on his body, then shook it down, and suddenly more than a dozen magazines fell out.
"I still have a dozen magazines here, soak them all in blood, and I will send them all to the west!" the fat man said fiercely.
Now it was my turn to be surprised. I didn't expect the fat man to have so many bullets in his body.
If we really had this firepower, we really wouldn't have to run away!
But the problem is, you need to soak it in blood!
In the past, it was not uncommon for grandpas to use black wolfberry blood or rooster blood to slaughter a dog or a chicken and that was it...
But this is my blood...my blood...
With so many magazines, I can barely wipe my neck!
"Master, I still have mine!" Huzi followed.
He also reached into his backpack and took out seven or eight magazines and threw them on the ground.
I was speechless for a moment, and my face could not help but twitch slightly.
"You two said it nicely, but this is all my blood. Even if you are gathering wool, you can't catch a sheep and make it, right?"
What a cheat!
"Actually, it doesn't cost much blood. A magazine costs about one, two taels, or two or three kilograms. You are so rich now, so you can probably replenish it later!" The fat man said with a smile.
"Two or three kilograms, how can you say it? Do I still want to live?" I said speechlessly.
"Master, sacrifice yourself, this is the best way!" Huzi also added.
When I looked at Huzi, I suddenly felt that I had never noticed before that he was really cruel...
The little mute was more straightforward and handed the Ghost Slaying Sword directly in front of me, looking like he was going to kill himself!
I stretched out my hand to take the sword, but I felt a chill in my heart.
Three to one, I was very powerless and looked at Hu Qiu subconsciously, hoping that Hu Qiu could say a few words for me.
After all, this is no joke. Anyone with some basic common sense knows that the total amount of blood in the human body accounts for about 78% of the body weight, about eight to nine pounds, so blood is very precious.
Anyone who has donated blood knows that it is generally 400 ml, which is 5%. Once the blood loss exceeds 20%, the face and lips will be pale, the skin will sweat, cold hands and feet, weakness, difficulty breathing.
Symptoms such as rapid, fast and weak pulse, etc., when the blood loss exceeds 30%, it will be life-threatening. Three pounds of blood has exceeded 35%. Doesn’t this mean that it will kill me?
This kind of thing must not be done. Although I must get the Phoenix Flower to replace my mother's illness, the prerequisite is that I must live! If I die, what nonsense will I say!
But the strange thing is that when I looked at Hu Qiu, I found that Hu Qiu seemed a little absent-minded. She turned her head and looked under the stone platform, as if she was looking for something?
"Xiaoqiu, what's wrong?"
I asked with some confusion and looked in the direction he was looking.
"What are you looking at?"
"No, nothing?"
Hu Qiu quickly looked away, "What did you just say?"
Although Hu Qiu didn't say anything, I already knew her quite well. I glanced around subconsciously and found a problem. The crown I just threw down was missing.
But I didn’t think much about it, I guess it must have rolled into some nook and cranny!
I pointed to the dozen magazines on the ground, and then pointed to my wound with a bitter look on my face.
"They asked me to bleed two or three kilograms of blood! Wouldn't this cost me my life?"
Facing my look of help, Hu Qiu shrugged helplessly.
"Jiuyang, I think they are right, just sacrifice yourself!"
"I'll go, Xiaoqiu, are you serious?" I was immediately dumbfounded.
Hu Qiu nodded seriously.
I feel like crying!
"Do you have any other ideas? But don't listen to the fat man. If you don't want so many, let's get five or six magazines first! There are nearly 300 rounds of ammunition. We happen to have 5 guns. Let's shoot a wave of long-range shots first.
Besides! If you kill two or three hundred and deal with the rest, you might have a chance of winning!"
Hu Qiu's words made my eyes light up, and I suddenly felt like I was enlightened! Then I remembered that Hu Qiu's marksmanship is also very powerful!
Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated. I gritted my teeth and stamped my feet. The pain caused me to cut my palm with a sword.
Hu Zi and the four of them immediately acted like puppies that were about to nurse, each of them came up holding a magazine.
Soon, all five magazines were soaked with blood!
In fact, it doesn't take that much blood at all. The magazine is packed with bullets and the free space is very limited. After the blood drips in, the magazine can easily be filled.
After bloodletting, I was not willing to use reincarnation pollen. After all, this thing only needs to be used once, so I simply wrapped it with gauze and pushed my magazine into the gun.
The fat man handed one of the guns to the little mute. I was immediately worried, fearing that the little mute wouldn't be able to shoot.
Just when he wanted Huzi to teach him, the little mute took the gun from the fat man's hand with excitement, then skillfully loaded the magazine, opened the safety bolt with a click, and raised the butt of the gun to his shoulder.
Top and start aiming.
He moves skillfully and does it in one go. He doesn't look like a novice at all!
After seeing this scene, can I still not understand that this little mute is also a good hand with a gun!
After working on it for a long time, I was the only rookie among the five of us.
I suddenly had confidence.
Now, it’s really hard to say who will lose and who will win!