Zhao Chuanxin asked the three of Ajuleida: "How do you feel now?"
Miguel Esteban shook his head.
Agureida said: "Same as last time, I feel that the whole world is slowing down."
Justino opened his mouth and spit out "Wow" come out.
When Zhao Chuanxin killed an animal for the first time, his feeling was the same as Ajureida's.
Nowadays, Zhao Chuanxin is basically a calm and zero-degree killer.
There is no sympathy for those who deserve to die.
He led the three of them forward, and after walking two miles, he suddenly stopped and shouted to the front: "Hand over the mule."
The three of them still didn't understand why, because They saw no one.
Martinelli, the captain of the rural cavalry patrol dozens of meters away, was interrogating the mule and was caught off guard when he heard Zhao Chuanxin's voice.
I didn’t know how to respond for a while.
But Martinelli thought that their plan had succeeded, and that Francia and Pablo's country cavalry had suffered heavy losses, Martinelli suddenly felt proud and laughed wildly.
"Haha, give the mule to you? Why? Are you from Francia?"
Zhao Chuanxin and four figures emerged from the forest, Martinet Li didn't have many people, only about twenty, but at least it was far more than four people.
At this time, they looked at Zhao Chuanxin and the others with sarcastic eyes.
Both sides are obviously rural patrol teams and organized bandits, but they are incompatible because they are in different states.
Besides, Martinelli felt that he was unparalleled in resourcefulness. At this time, he was looking down on the heroes of the world and did not take Zhao Chuanxin and the four of them seriously.
Zhao Chuanxin pinched his cigar and gathered the dead grass leaves and branches in his hair: "We are all our own people, please give me some face."
Martinet Li sneered: "Who the hell is with your own people? Get out of here."
Not only did Zhao Chuanxin not get out, he also led others forward: "Look at these brothers of mine, they are all among the people." "Longfeng, his body is made of iron. He is so hard that if he falls, he will make a hole in the ground."
Martinelli suppressed his smile and said coldly: "You." If you dare to take another step forward, I will let you and your iron brothers die."
Zhao Chuanxin took a puff of his cigar: "I advise you not to do that. I know this. You are behind this, I saw it. I pretend I don’t know about this, otherwise I will report you.”
When Ajureida and others heard this, their faces showed surprise. , they didn’t expect this.
The mule glanced at Zhao Chuanxin unexpectedly.
He only figured this out after falling into the hands of Martinelli and others.
Martinelli's expression changed slightly, his triangular eyes twitched, and he whispered to others: "Do it."
The mule who was caught shouted: "He wants to Kill you."
Mules.What kind of good intentions can a bad person have?
I just want the scene to be more chaotic.
Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said to Agueleida and the others: "Hit the left and right shots."
Seeing Martinelli order the shooting, Miguel Esteban He frowned and said, "How dare he kill us?"
After all, it was all made up.
Martinelli looked ferocious at this time and said to his men: "Kill them and blame the bandits like the mule."
The mule leaned behind a tree as if waiting for death. , his eyes were empty, and he was muttering: "In this era of ignorance, what is the difference between you and us?"
Martinelli hit the mule's cheek with the butt of his rifle.
The mule spat blood on the ground and said with a sinister smile: "Martinelli, please pray that you don't fall into my hands. I usually kill people who anger me." He cut his head with a knife and then ripped off his face. So my men were cold-blooded and cruel, but they were still afraid of me."
Martinelli was not a bandit, so after hearing this, I couldn't help but tremble, thinking that after dealing with these rural policemen from Qutshalan, I must kill the mule by escape method.
Bang, bang, bang
There was a loud sound of gunfire.
Martinelli urged: "There are only four of them, beat me to death."
On the other side, Zhao Chuan taught by words and deeds.
He stepped sideways, within his shoulders, and did not leave the cover. Only his chest and head poked out, and he took a quick look, but did not shrink back.
He said: "Did you see it? After you confirm that it is safe, don't retract immediately. The angle is the key. Expand a little bit each time to confirm more safe views."
Then, he suddenly fired.
A Veracruz mounted patrol officer was shot and killed.
Zhao Chuanxin continued: "If there are enemies, fire first. Don't go back immediately after firing, otherwise you will lose the opportunity to suppress the fire."
What he took was Agureida leaned forward to pull the bolt of his rifle quickly.
Bang.
Another person fell to the ground.
Then he retracted the bunker and threw the gun to Agureida: "You come and try."
Agureida did the same thing, but he was very unlucky. The first time I leaned out, I ran into a mounted patrol policeman.
He could vaguely see the cautious and cunning face on the other side, and he could see the dark muzzle of the gun.
The instinct of fear made him want to shrink back.
At this time, Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg, and the sole of his shoe pressed against Agureida's upper body, preventing him from retracting: "Shoot."
Agureida Pull the trigger subconsciously.
Bang.
Missed.
He wanted to retract again to make it easier to pull the bolt.
But his body was still held up by Zhao Chuanxin's legs, preventing him from coming back: "Pull the bolt and continue."
At this time, the person on the opposite side shrinks his head because of the sound of gunfire.
Ajureida was extremely skilled at pulling the bolt when adrenaline surged. After pulling the bolt, he followed Zhao Chuanxin’s instructions and raised the gun to the level of the assistant hand, with the butt stock Press it against the shoulder socket, hold the fish bone with your supporting hand, and move your strong hand back to the handle.
This position is actually not suitable for this kind of rifle that is too long, and for people who are not good at small body shapes.
This is the training shooting method in Lugang Town. It is universal. The starting position of fighting, knife fighting, pistol shooting and Winchester m1897 shooting grip are all the same.
Bang.
The bullet hit the opponent's abdomen.
At this time, without being forced by Zhao Chuanxin, Ajureida continued to pull the bolt and shoot because of his excitement.
Bang.
Stop.
He wanted to continue, but Zhao Chuanxin pulled him back.
"You are out of bullets, are you stupid?"
Agureida: ""
Martinelli found that his troops had fallen. The next three people were suddenly surprised.
There was blood at the corner of the mule's mouth next to him, and he sneered and fanned the flames: "Can you do it?"
Martinelli looked back and fired the butt of his gun again.
The mule’s head was buzzing from the beating.
Zhao Chuanxin allowed Justino and Miguel Esteban to cross fire with Agureida.
The pressure of life and death made the three of them perform exceptionally well and fight back and forth with the people on the opposite side.
Zhao Chuanxin bent his knees, jumped up, and floated to the top of the tree. He pulled up a branch and rode on the trunk.
Bang.
An enemy who could hit Justino was shot by him.
With him as his guide, the three of them had no danger. They only needed to practice the tactical essentials specified by Zhao Chuanxin step by step.
The first one to retreat was Ajureida. His body had not yet grown up, and his thin shoulders were already numb from the recoil.
Zhao Chuanxin saw that they were almost exhausted, so he said: "Get out of here, I'm going to start showing off."
Although his teachings were sound and logical, he still Zhao never used those tactics, they were all wild tactics.
He rode lazily on the tree trunk, shooting a little friend with one shot.
Occasionally, his upper body turned slightly, and the bullet missed him.
The three people under the tree were stunned for a while.
How can I dodge bullets if I blanch?
Aguleida believed that this was the ability that comes only after practicing those tactics to the extreme, so he was greatly encouraged: "Help me up, I can still fight."
"Just take a rest." Miguel Esteban didn't think so.
But they saw Zhao Chuanxin alone, beating the other person crying for his father and mother, and then retreated after a moment.
Left Martinelli yelled helplessly and furiously: "Don't retreat, kill them for me."
At first, three people died, and he was just shocked and heartbroken.
As more and more people died, he felt trapped.
There are more and more lies that need to be edited, and how to explain them to superiors has become a big problem.
I had to invent several new charges against the mule in my mind.
Zhao Chuanxin moved back, and a bullet fired from the opposite direction hit the trunk of the tree. He slid down and reloaded at the same time.
After reloading the ammunition, Zhao Chuanxin also landed and moved forward in a leisurely manner.
Every time a gun is accidentally fired, someone will get angry.
Zhao Chuanxin fired as he walked, while those on the other side were running wildly.
Ajureida and the others were shocked when they saw it.
Can we still fight like this?
It wasn't until the remaining people on the opposite side stopped shooting and wanted to escape that Zhao Chuanxin stopped shooting and gave chase.
Because Aguleida and the others were watching, he did not blatantly use the holy light channel to flash, but relied on his two legs to leap across the ridge.
Even so, the speed is astonishingly fast.
For example, a bush that is more than one meter high and three meters wide. Others need to overcome the thorns and thorns, but he stepped over it in one step, as light as if it had lost gravity.
Zhao Chuanxin carried the Mondragon M1908 rifle, took out the confiscated Colt wheel from his waist, pulled the trigger with his right hand, and pressed the hammer with his left hand.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang.
After one round of shooting, Martinelli was the only one left running with the mule.
He listened to the screams of his men, his heart beating like a drum, and he staggered and tripped over a vine.
His fall brought the mule with him.
The faces of the two people scratched by thorns were covered with red marks.
Just as he was about to stand up, someone stepped on his face.
Martinelli looked at the tall Asian mounted patrol policeman from the corner of his eye, and shouted in fear and despair: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me, I know Victoriano Noville General Ta, if you kill me, you will be in big trouble."
Zhao Chuanxin held Martinelli's face with a cigar, and the hot butt of the cigar made Martinelli scream. < /p>
Martinelli's body took a beating.
I blanch.
Sure enough, if you come out to fool around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.
The mule sneered: "Unless I die, I will not plead guilty under any torture."
Zhao Chuanxin nodded and said cheerfully: "You said it It makes sense, I’ll help you.”
After saying that, under the stunned gaze of the mule, Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and stamped it.
Click!
Click!
Click!
Three legs stomped the mule’s head into the soil.
Just before his death, the muleBanran repented: Sure enough, those who talk badly will end badly.
Martinelli screamed in fear when he saw the miserable condition of the mule.
At this time, Ajureida and the others also arrived.
Justino dissuaded: "Don John Constantine, you cannot kill this man, he is the captain of the cavalry patrol in Veracruz."
Martinelli's sharp tongue He said with a crooked eye: "Yes, you can't kill me."
Zhao Chuanxin pulled out the machete from Ajureida's waist, chopped a branch diagonally, and then violently slashed the branch with its tip. A slap on the ground.
Pfft
Zhao Chuanxin clapped his hands: "There is no one who cannot be killed. Clean the battlefield and search for loot."
Then the machete hit the mule's neck fall.
Scoff
"Justino, lifting the mule's head is all merit."
Justino: Why is it me again? ?
Martinelli, who was nailed to the ground by a wooden stake, was not completely dead.
After seeing Zhao Chuanxin’s cruelty, he was frightened to death.
When others die, the pupils dilate.
He died, his pupils contracted tightly.
When Zhao Chuanxin led the three of them, they rushed back to the Sanchakou battlefield.
Francia and Emiliano Zapata are still fighting.
The peasant rebel army is poorly equipped, but has slightly larger numbers and a tenacious will to fight.
Quitshalan Rural Patrol Team has a small number of people but is well-equipped.
The two sides fought evenly.
Seeing Zhao Chuanxin coming back, Francia didn't know whether she was surprised or happy.
Just when he was about to ask questions, he saw Justino holding an unrecognizable human head in his hand.
The words were swallowed back immediately.
After a long while, he asked uncertainly: "Mule?"
Zhao Chuanxin sat on the ground, drinking water from a fused quartz glass bottle: "Yes. Guys, you are okay. "I'm worried about you."
This question has even hurt Pablo, how can it be any better?
Francia said in shock: "How did the four of you kill the mule?"
Zhao Chuanxin opened his mouth to lie: "That's it, the mule and Veracru The policemen from the Rural Patrol were working together and wanted to surround us. But when the fight started, Mule was afraid of death and wanted to escape. At this time, the Veracruz police captain Martinelli gave up and wanted to arrest us. The mule went back to change his performance. But the mule was not easy to bully, and the two sides started fighting. When I arrived, the mule nailed Martinelli to the ground with a piece of wood. At this time, Agure and Justino died miserably. The three of them and Miguel rushed forward bravely, beating the mule's men to death and scattering them. Miguel jumped up and stepped on the mule's head hard, more than a thousand times, trampling the mule to death."
Ajuleida and the others were dumbfounded as Zhao Chuanxin made up lies without blushing or out of breath.
Francia frowned, obviously not believing it.
But the head of the mule, but there is no doubt about it.
His eyes rolled: "Since you are so brave, then get behind this group of bandits and surround them with us."
Pablo hesitated to speak.
This John Constantine is so evil.
If we force him now, if he rebels, wouldn’t they all be wiped out?
Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin accepted the water bottle and obeyed Francia: "Okay, what do you say, brothers, let's go."
Aju Leida and the three of them dragged their exhausted bodies. Although they were full of doubts, they still followed Zhao Chuanxin and left, preparing to take a detour from the forest for a sneak attack.
After he was out of sight of Francia and others, Miguel Esteban asked his doubts: "Don John Constantine, do we really want to fight again?"
Although the three were not seriously injured, they were exhausted and unable to fight anymore.
Zhao Chuanxin took out a stack of jujube cakes and shared them with the three of them: "You three are hiding here. I'll go back when I get there."
Because Xingyue told him that this The people on the other side were not bandits, nor were they rural patrols. People from all directions were entangled with each other, and the fight was most likely due to a misunderstanding.
No one can clarify the specific reasons.
Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but feel curious and wanted to go and find out.
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