under fire

Chapter 750 Defining the Crowd
The congregation who drilled the table and pulled the gun immediately became a mess.

Li Huanzhang saw a member of the congregation who had already raised his pistol. He raised his hand and shot, and the bullet hit the congregation's chest accurately.

Five meters away, it would be a strange thing not to hit. Since he went to the Anti-University, he changed his habit of hitting the enemy's head.

"Pay it to kill!" Li Huanzhang roared, and then fired another shot at the sky.

"Don't move, whoever moves will be killed!" The soldier caught fire as soon as he finished speaking.

Bang, a member of the congregation who had just pulled out a gun immediately collapsed to the ground after the gunshot.

No one dares to be the first bird again.

Four or five soldiers rushed to the steps of the hall of the township hall, just reaching the door.

Bang. There was another gunshot, and the leading soldier fell on his back at the door, clutching his chest and never getting up again.

The soldiers behind immediately dispersed and shot into the house.

bang bang bang
The bullets were instantly concentrated, and the four pistols in the hall were all able to shoot randomly at the door.

The soldier who rushed to the door pulled out the grenade and quickly fired it, and threw it into the hall as soon as he raised his hand.

The soldiers squatting in the yard outside the door continued to pull the bolt and shoot randomly into the house.

Boom, a loud bang suddenly sounded.

A puff of smoke rose from the entrance of the hall, and the original light in the room flickered for a while, but it did not go out.

The two shadows standing by the door rushed in immediately.

The soldiers behind tore down a torch in the yard and ran towards the hall.

There were groans in the room, and the disheveled faces had turned into clay figurines.

"There should be four!" A congregation suddenly stood up in the crowd and shouted at the soldiers at the door.

The soldier searching carefully inside shouted: "One ran to the side room, pay attention to vigilance!"

After speaking, he followed to chase into the misty side room.

The rear window was open.

The searching soldiers vaguely saw a black figure climb up the wall behind the township office, and immediately raised their guns and shot.

The person on the wall quickly fired back at a distance of seven or eight meters, but no one could miss anyone.

At the moment when the soldier pulled the bolt of the gun, the person on the top of the wall fell outwards to the top of the wall.

Accompanied by a strange cry, a burst of footsteps gradually faded away.

"Someone has come out." The soldier in charge of the periphery at the entrance of the village clenched the sword in his hand, and his eyes widened nervously.

In the hazy west of Zhuangzi, a black figure was staggering and running, unable to see more details.

The person next to him grinned and stared for a while: "Looking at that person's appearance, he should be injured."

"Do you want to ask for the password first?"

"What a fart, let's just have a blunderbuss. He ran out at this time and didn't make a sound. He must be a bad guy. Let's put it down first."

After watching for a while, the black shadow spread its legs and ran wildly, getting closer and closer.

boom.

A gust of wind blows head on.

The wind carried iron sand.

Blow that black shadow over directly.

The soldier holding the broadsword was overjoyed, rushed up immediately, stretched his back to test the man's breath, then turned around happily and said, "I'm still alive."

The person behind who was pouring gunpowder into the muzzle of the gun immediately shouted: "Pay the gun first!"

"It's already handed over, it's a pistol!" The voice was excited, and he stood up and waved his hand behind him.

boom.

There was a flash of fire, and another gunshot.

The gun in the hand of the shadow on the ground rang again.

The soldier with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other immediately fell to one side.

The black shadow on the ground struggled to get up, trying to pull back the gun, but couldn't find it in a panic, and staggered towards the south without hesitation.

The soldier who was still loading iron sand into the muzzle of the gun was stunned for a moment, and quickly thrust a ball of paper into the muzzle of the gun.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up, and took a few steps to the side of the soldier who was lying on the ground.

Helped up the person on the ground: "Are you okay?"

That one is still angry: "Brother, I seized a pistol."

A scull shimmers in the hazy moonlight.

The soldier holding the bird gun shouted: "Why are you so stupid? I told you to hack him to death before picking up the gun."

"Ahem. I can't do anything. If you go and kill him, it will be a life for another life. It's worth it." The head tilted, and the gun in his hand dropped.

"You wait, I will avenge you!" The soldier put the pistol in his pocket, picked up the big knife next to him in one hand, and held the bird gun in the other.

He frantically chased in the direction where the black shadow was escaping: "My day is that you are the first to board the board"

The fleeing Cheng Jin's face was covered with blood, and one eye was in pain, and he looked back at the shadow behind him from time to time.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he was frightened out of his wits. According to his feeling, his body should be fine. He was dressed thickly in winter, and the iron of the bird gun could not penetrate the thick cotton coat.

When he fell off the wall, he sprained his ankle, and at this time his face was covered with iron noises. Regardless of the pain in his face, he ran south with all his strength.

The blood dazzled his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly the situation in the field under the moonlight, so he fell to the ground without running a few steps.

The guy chasing after must be killed!

Otherwise you can't run.

The desire to survive made him ignore the pain on his face, lay on the ground and turned over, raising the muzzle of the gun ferociously to the back.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood off his face, he aimed again at the running black shadow.

Although the chasing black shadow had only a shotgun in his hand and was not used to using a pistol, he saw clearly that the man in front of him fell down and knew that he still had a gun on him, so he didn't dare to rush forward. He jumped forward and jumped into a ditch. Moved his elbow a few times and moved his body, the bird gun immediately pointed to the black shadow protruding in front of him.

Boom, another cloud of iron sand flew past.

Not far away, the black shadow screamed again, and there was a metal impact on the raised oar, and the hand holding the gun was punched several blood holes by a pile of iron sand.

With the sound of pattering footsteps, the black figure who fired from behind rushed up again.

Raising the knife in his hand, he pulled half of the neck of the man who was still struggling to pick up the gun on the ground, and splashed a cloud of black liquid.

"I see you are not dead!" Another slash came down, and a round thing was taken aside.

The three little bosses in the house screamed and were dragged to the yard.

A group of congregants lying under the table became captives before they could figure out what was going on?
Li Huanzhang looked nervously at the insider: "Are you sure that the surname Cheng ran away?"

"There were only three bodies in the house, and one escaped."

A soldier ran out of the backyard: "Report, there is one who ran away from the backyard, and I will lead someone to chase it!"

"The guy who escaped must be found, life or death!"

"Youngest Cheng, you are a dog who eats inside and out, Taishang Laojun will not let you go!" Gundilong gritted his teeth.

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die!" The insider raised a big knife from the side, and was about to chop off the head of the ground dragon.

"Wait, our Eighth Route Army doesn't kill prisoners!" Li Huanzhang said, but didn't move.

"I'm not the Eighth Route Army, why can't I kill you?" The insider raised his knife and said, "Gun Dilong is bullying men and women, he should have killed this bastard a long time ago!"

The insider was still not relieved, so he stabbed the Flying Mouse in the stomach with a knife, maybe the cotton coat was too thick, so he didn't get in: "Hey, are you wearing such thick clothes?"

Flying Mouse hurriedly begged for mercy: "Excuse me."

The youngest Cheng turned the handle of the knife and gesticulated on the Flying Mouse's neck: "So many girls who died under your hands, did you spare them when they cried for their lives?"

The Flying Mouse was cruel: "The Taishang Laojun will not let it go"

An afterimage flashed across the big knife, and it slashed at the neck of Flying Mouse.

"Taishang Laojun? If there is a bullshit Taishang Laojun, my father and mother will not die in the hands of you bastards!"

The congregants who were lying or squatting on the ground were dumbfounded and scared to pee. This youngest Cheng is usually a ruthless character who doesn't show his face?

It is true that the dog that bites does not bark.

The youngest Cheng was so red-eyed that he raised his knife and pointed at one of the crowd: "Wu, you and Wang Sanzhu robbed my third uncle's chicken. My third aunt hanged herself for this, so hurry up and die!"

A soldier next to him looked at Li Huanzhang worriedly: "Isn't it good to kill prisoners?"

"He's not eight-way. Let's talk about the infighting among the mob in the congregation. What's the matter with you? Hurry up and treat the wounded."

According to legend, one night in Liucun Township, the Taishang Laojun appeared, and more than fifty members of the congregation became immortals.
Add one more, thank you Qin for my heart, Hanjiang Chuxue, Lao Ni, 3962
The newly opened "The Story of the Donkey's Top" writes about the events before the Opium War.

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