Iron Bull Legend

Chapter 495 The weak one rises up

At this time, no fewer than thirty corpses had fallen in the middle of the double-counterattack position. The gun in Tieniu's hand was loaded with another magazine. He had already aimed at the soldiers lying on the ground. He knew that the opponent must be eliminated in this battle. , Otherwise, it will bring disaster to this small mountain village.

The more chaotic a small country is, the more rampant the warlords are. They treat the common people like inhumane massacres. As long as they encounter them, they can only share their worries and solve their problems.

In a trench not far away, the commander roared loudly. He had already seen that there was only one person on the other side, but many of his soldiers had indeed been killed and wounded. He could not bear such damage. He would go back. He had already thought about whether he could save his own life. He could only kill the other party. This was his only choice.

This time when he came to rob the village, he never expected to meet such a powerful person, and he was not prepared at all. Therefore, after losing dozens of people, he could only choose to adjust his strategy and reorganize the charge.

The people lying on the ground in the front did not dare to move. After all, lying in the bunker was considered safe. Once they rushed out, they would be killed by headshots instantly. They could only wait for another charge from the organization behind. Solve the crisis on their front lines.

Tieniu had already understood the opponent's layout, and no longer fought with the opponent with guns. He took out a mortar. He had already experienced it in Wushu last time. He fixed the mortar in the bunker and visually inspected it. After checking the distance ahead, the first shell was fired decisively.

After a loud "boom", the artillery shell exploded not far from the commander, blowing away the soldiers hiding near the commander.

Tieniu understood the yelling that only stopped there. After all, Burmese was also among the minor languages ​​he learned. That meant that he had encountered a powerful enemy and sent people back to the barracks to ask for support. Tieniu How could you give them a chance to ask for help?

Artillery shells kept exploding on the position on that side. One of the artillery shells fell right into the commander's position. Immediately, the shouting over there was silenced.

When Tieniu finished shooting all the boxes of artillery shells, the entire position became quiet. However, he still did not go out. He knew that there were still enemies that he had not hit. Now, it was up to him to see who was more patient.

The sun in the sky is like a big furnace, scorching the earth. The enemies hiding in the ditch slowly crawl back. They want to stay away from here and avoid the murderous devil in front. This is a battle with great disparity in strength. , the enemy side has more than a hundred people, but there is only one person on his side. It is mainly due to the force value that gives him the upper hand, and it is also caused by the opponent's underestimation of the enemy and improper command.

So, this is just a bunch of rabble. After cleaning them up, Tieniu no longer has any sense of accomplishment. However, he cannot miss an escapee. Twenty or thirty kilometers away is the jade mine he is about to start. For the sake of it, To be safe, you should clear this place as soon as possible.

There were still more than twenty people left, and they were retreating along the ditch. However, another round of shelling began, and Tieniu's strike accuracy became more precise at this time.

Ten shells had killed fifteen people, and seven people were still lying there motionless. Tieniu put away the mortar, picked up the sniper rifle and walked out of the bunker, facing the opponent directly.

His footsteps on the ground were like a giant hammer hitting the bodies of the seven people, as if they were a talisman urging them to get on their way earlier.

The ditch where he was hiding was getting closer and closer. They were now frightened birds. They hated their parents for not giving them a pair of beautiful wings. At such a critical moment, they could fly into the sky and escape from this Shura Hell far away. This place is really... It was so scary, one person sniped and killed more than a hundred people.

Forget about the strength of the weapon, but the opponent's sniping skills are really hard for them to guard against. Face to face, their marksmanship is precise, and they can hit your head with one shot. Even if they can't hit your head, one more shot will send you to Shura Hell. reported, went to see their Buddha to complain.

Who can endure such a battle? Even if you dodge the opponent's sniper rifle, there is still a bigger weapon waiting. A barrage of shells will send you directly to the sky, and you will be one step closer to the Buddha.

There is death on both sides. This is already an unsolvable topic for them. Between life and death, only by choosing death can the world become quiet. Otherwise, it will be bombarded continuously.

The seven people were also doomed. Their hearts were shattered by Tieniu's footsteps, and their bile was frightened. Their fate of death was approaching step by step.

Tieniu didn't want to know which army they were, how many people there were, or whether there were reinforcements behind them, because these were no longer important. Only the dead could calm down and he would not be disturbed.

After a burst of gunfire, the world finally became quiet, and Tieniu walked towards the small mountain village. The villagers stood on the threshing floor at the entrance of the village like clay sculptures. They were numb now. They witnessed the soldiers one by one. They were killed and blown up by artillery shells, but they were not awakened yet.

A dog at the entrance of the village saw Tieniu approaching and ran away with its tail between its legs without even daring to roar a few times. This shows that those robbing soldiers often come to this village and not only bully the villagers here, but also The dogs here tuck their tails and run away when they see outsiders. It's really sad.

Thinking about these things, she didn't know what the villagers here would choose. If they organized to fight, she would help them. If they had to endure such fraud, then forget it. Dogs without blood will always eat shit. Only wolves Only by being ruthless can you go further. He hoped that these people had not been smoothed out and could organize themselves to resist bravely. Even if they died, they would have to bite off a mouthful of flesh and drink a mouthful of blood before they could close their eyes.

If it was really a dog, there would be no need for him to help. It would be better to kill him and eat the meat instead of wasting food and air. Even if it was a dog, it could roar twice and give everyone an early warning. He was considered a good dog. Dog, with his tail between his legs, he ran for his life alone. What was the use of keeping such a dog?

Tieniu was already standing on the edge of the threshing floor at the entrance of the village. A young man in his twenties suddenly knelt in front of Tieniu and prostrated on the ground.

"Benefactor, I pay my respects to Peng Jianhua to celebrate your birthday. In this life, I thought that my benefactor led the horse to fall, but it was you who helped everyone. We set up a memorial arch for you and burn incense in the morning and evening." The moment the young man knelt down, Tieniu He is still a bloody young man who knows that his killing was not in vain.

"Get up quickly. I know that you are small in number. Old, young, women and children cannot fight with those soldiers armed with steel guns and ammunition. However, I know that you are bloody and do not want to be oppressed." Tieniu came to the young man in a few steps. Lifted his body.

"Benefactor, we really can't live anymore. They come to rob us every two days. They are more cruel than bandits. I really don't want to live in this cannibalistic world anymore. I want to fight."

As soon as Peng Jianhua finished speaking, more than a dozen or nearly twenty young men and women stood up behind him. Behind him, there were several elderly people in their seventies and eighties who also wanted to stand over, but their movements were blocked by Tieniu. Stopped, he knew that no matter how good he said it, it would not be as straightforward as seeing blood.

"I know you are all good. There are the corpses of those beasts over there, and there are weapons and equipment around them. As for what you want to do, I want an answer." Tieniu didn't say much. .

These words are enough. If there are really bloody sweat stains, then you should take advantage of the opportunity to pick up weapons and equipment, shoot another shot or insert a knife into those people, and hang their bodies on the road they go to and from. On the road that must be passed, if you don't push yourself to the end, you will end up being a bunch of chickens and dogs.

Still like the dog at the entrance of the village that tucks its tail and runs away when seeing a stranger, it has no use value at all. This is human nature.

In the beginning, why the heroes of Liangshan gathered together and roared in the mountains and forests, it was because they still raised their swords and guns despite being forced to do so, because they had blood, the courage to pierce the sky, and the courage to fight against the evil forces. Determination and confidence. Now, these villagers are the same. If they continue to be silent like this, they will always be lambs, ready to be slaughtered, and fish meat.

Tieniu is still watching, because they don't know whether these people will raise their swords and guns to resist. They are weak and can only let others slaughter them. Only by rising up can they get out of the haze and break the imprisonment.

Moved, those people moved, Peng Jianhua was the first to go to the wilderness outside the small village. He had to directly face the bloody dead people and broken limbs. This was a breakthrough, this was the beginning of being able to stand up and resist oppression. Young people in their twenties.

People are herd animals. They are willing to get together in everything and love to watch the excitement. Now, Peng Jianhua moved, and someone stood up behind him. He followed Peng Jianhua, his face full of seriousness and determination. Maybe, this You will become Peng Jianhua's future supporters.

If there is one, then there are two. Everyone seems to have agreed, and they follow Peng Jianhua one by one, facing the scorching sun, as if they are going to the execution ground at three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, their throats are dry, their eyes are red, and they feel a kind of arrogance and high-spiritedness. The motivation to travel far away.

That is to be independent and self-reliant, to become the strong ones in this jungle. They must first overcome their own fear, and more importantly, they should overcome the bloody scene. Even at this time, Tieniu will feel a twinge in his stomach when he sees the stumps and broken legs. Forbidden, roll.

It is true that when they saw the first dead person, the blood on the ground, the blown-off arms, the blown-out heads, and the blown-up belly with intestines leaking out, they vomited. Peng Jianhua and The first man to follow him endured it, gritted his teeth and walked forward.

We picked up the guns on the ground, as well as the bullets and grenades on the corpses, as well as the equipment on them, and took off their unbroken clothes. As long as they could be captured, they would not let go of anything. This is the spoils of war. Although they did not participate in the battle, they defeated themselves after all.

The other people behind the two people vomited and gradually adapted to the bloody scene. They dragged the collected corpses one by one to a place behind them and threw them directly in, making a repetitive movement back and forth.

One hundred and thirty-eight corpses and one hundred and thirty-five guns were collected by them and piled on the threshing floor at the entrance of the village. Peng Jianhua stood in front of Tieniu, his eyes burning as he looked at someone younger than himself. The benefactor’s eyes were filled with tears of gratitude.

"You may not be able to stay here any longer. A large army will arrive soon. Whether you live or die will depend on you. I will give you a batch of heavy weapons and some supplies tomorrow. I won't ask you for anything." Do something for me, because I can't stand oppression." Tieniu stood in front of these people.

"We can serve our benefactor, we are also Chinese," Peng Jianhua shouted loudly, because his throat was already hoarse, which was the result of the tension just now.

"I don't need it, as long as you live a good life. As you just said, you are a Chinese. In the future, if the Chinese are in danger here, just help them. It's not in vain for me to save you." ." Tieniu's voice was not high-pitched, but it was very contagious.

"We will. As long as our benefactor has a plan, we will go there regardless of mountains and rivers." Peng Jianhua shouted loudly, his hoarse voice like a broken bellows leaking wind.

Tieniu walked towards the outside of the small village. He still had his own matters to solve, and he didn't know how long it would take to dig out all the jade mines. This was the main reason why he didn't want to hang around here for too long.

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