I want to be a good person

The grassland is the most beautiful in August and September. The wind gently brings the fragrance of green grass. In the distance, a butterfly is perched on an unknown little flower, but the figure of Brother Shanbo is missing.

"Snapped!"

A gunshot startled the two people on the horse.

The horse under his crotch was a little panicked. Zhang Aiguo jumped off the horse and quickly lay down on the ground. Seeing that Zhao Dayou was reluctant to leave the horse, he immediately signaled him to get off and lie down quickly.

"Sir, that really makes sense!"

"Wait here, don't move. This is the gun. Protect yourself."

Zhang Aiguo pulled the sleeve and handed it over.

"Liu Qinghe, you fired the gun"

"Master, the gun went off accidentally."

"Yours is a box-type gun, what kind of fire does it have?"

"Master, mine is a replica of the Spanish one."

“Humph, I think you just want to remind the other party. I won’t forgive you afterwards.”

"Master, it's okay if you've alarmed us. We have more people, 13 to 2. The advantage is in my hands."

When Adjutant Song heard this, he got angry. He thought to himself, would the soldiers shoot him from behind because of his good-for-nothing son? He was such a fool.

"It's all right, brothers. If you do meritorious service to atone for your sins, the young master will reward each of you with 5 dollars in cash."

"Oh, no, 10 dollars in cash. Whoever catches the other first will get 20 dollars in cash."

"Thank you, Master."

……

The soldiers expressed their loyalty one after another and were ready to fight for the first place.

Zhang Aiguo took out his Mauser M1924 rifle and looked across through the optical sight. He scanned the faces one by one and saw familiar faces. They were all wearing casual clothes.

When Yang Zichao reported the news, Zhang Aiguo judged that he must be wearing casual clothes, as sometimes it was not appropriate to wear a military uniform.

In order to distinguish between friends and enemies, all those who surrendered to him wore white coats. Since he did not know the number of people in ambush, Zhang Aiguo asked them to protect themselves and, if necessary, to show their loyalty.

I calculated the wind speed and distance, held my breath, aligned the three points, and gently pulled the trigger with my finger.

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard, and Adjutant Song, who was boosting morale, fell down.

The binoculars hanging on his chest have not been used yet.

A bullet pierced his forehead and made a small hole. A hole appeared behind his head, and red and white fluid flowed all over the floor!

"what"

Yan Xiaowen shouted loudly.

A soldier held him tightly to the ground, avoiding unknown risks.

The flowers in the greenhouse are not exposed to wind and rain, and blood will stain and break the protective film.

Soldiers usually have short hair with a crew cut or a bald head, except for this adjutant, who has a 2:8 split hair style.

"Master, we miscalculated. Adjutant Song's intelligence was inaccurate. The other party has a rifle and can shoot so far. He is not an ordinary person!"

Yan Xiaowen was a little panicked and asked quickly: "Who is this person? What should we do?"

"Master, it could be a horse bandit."

“I don’t think so”

"What?"

"Look at their Mongolian horses. They haven't been trained to lie down, and they're still roaming around. Many old bandits can do it like real military horses. They don't panic when they hear gunfire, and they can lie down quickly to become obstacles."

"Well, you're right"

Yan Xiaowen has lost his own opinion, and his upbringing is entirely due to the sincere teachings of his cheap dad.

"Master, let's retreat. Our box guns have an effective range of 200 meters. We can't hit them. As long as we have the green mountains, we will not be afraid of running out of firewood."

"Then why don't we just spread out and charge forward? The other side has fewer people!"

Yes, the other side has fewer people, but they only have one life, and you may be the next one.

The soldiers looked at each other, the tacit understanding developed from daily training and daily interactions.

Adjutant Song is not dead, there is still a possibility. Now there is no one holding him down, and the opponent's shooting skills are so accurate!

To commit suicide for twenty dollars is like being kicked in the head by a donkey.

Yang Zichao and the other four were secretly delighted. They had not expected that the person they had defected to had such strong marksmanship. They were all deceived by Zhang Aiguo's appearance.

Yan Xiaowen asked weakly: "Can we outrun the enemy's bullets now?"

"How about we surrender?"

"But if we surrender, will the other side give us a chance to live? We are lying in ambush here to take other people's lives."

"Or else we should resist."

A soldier suddenly noticed his companion's gaze and took away Yan Xiaowen's pistol.

Yan Xiaowen was shocked and shouted loudly: "What are you going to do? You are so bold! My father will not forgive you."

What an idiot! How could your father, who is so smart, give birth to such a poor guy?

The situation is stronger than people, and you can't understand this. If you don't have a good father and a good mother, who are you?

What can a person with all five vices do? Maybe he can be patriotic and commit himself to being a traitor.

Reincarnation is also a technical job!

Senior officials are made by money or wealth; it has always been the case that connections come before policies.

"What are you doing?"

"Let go of the young master!"

Three men held Yan Xiaowen hostage, and the other three more loyal men drew their guns and confronted him.

Yang Zichao and his five men spread out their formation and vaguely surrounded the seven people in the middle.

"Lao Yang, hurry up and save me. I will give you a promotion when I get back. This time I will give you the position of squad leader and reward you with 100 yuan in cash. You have to trust me."

Yan Xiaowen thought quickly and tried to tempt Yang Zichao with the promise of promotion and wealth.

Yang Zichao observed his four brothers. The one from Shandong had a blank expression on his face, the one from Hebei was staring at him, and the one from Rehe had a complicated expression and seemed very conflicted.

Zhang Aiguo in the distance can be seen very clearly through the camera's field of view.

"boom"

There was another gunshot.

The bullet directly broke the hand that was holding Yan Xiaowen hostage.

"Snapped"

The box gun fell to the ground.

The soldier covered his wrist in pain and howled loudly, like the miserable cry of a cuckoo.

"Ahhhh..."

"Shoot, shoot"

Yang Zichao and four other men shouted and quickly fell to the ground.

“Pa pa pa pa pa”

The two sides started shooting at each other.

Li Kaishan also fired a gun, aiming at the hostage-taker. After the gun went off, he pounced on Yan Xiaowen and pulled him to the ground to avoid the bullet.

Zhang Aiguo also moved tactically quickly and ran towards where the personnel were gathered.

"Brother Yang, give me a way to survive."

Yan Xiaowen successfully exchanged his son, and only one personal guard was left. The one who spoke just now was Li Kaishan who was about to approach.

"This, this, Kaishan, you are confused"

"Brother, I have thought carefully about the path you have chosen. I don't want to go on this path anymore. I want to make a name for myself in the army, rather than living under someone else's roof."

"You don't know the character of the Yan family father and son. When have they ever kept their word?"

"Li Kaishan, don't worry, I will keep my word this time. If it is a lie, let my father die. You know my father loves me the most."

Yang Zichao looked at him with pity.

Silly child, whose father would take you to brothels, drink and play cards since childhood, and when you grow up, smoke, making you neither human nor ghost.

"Kaishan, we are all brothers. The four of us are giving you face, but you have to get back the money you took from the master. You still have to follow the principle of not accepting rewards without merit."

"Don't worry, big brother, I'll give it back when I get back."

“Hehehe”

Yang Zichao smiled bitterly, the other party's mentality was obviously different.

When you come back to pay the money, I'm afraid you will bring soldiers with you. Do you really think we are stupid?

"Well, Yang Zichao, Wei Shaojie, Liu Qinghe, Chen Zekun, the four of you dared to betray our Yan family. Very good, really good. Humph, the monk may run away, but the temple cannot."