Traveling through 1942 with space

"Bang bang bang!"

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When Xiaoge just returned to the team in Nanjiagou Village, there was already chaos outside and gunshots could be heard from time to time.

While Hou Xiaoge was notifying all the refugees to call out, his eldest cousin quickly ran home to inform his uncle.

At this time, most of the adult men in Nanjiagou's famine-fighting team had been organized, and a large group of fifty or sixty people gathered at the gate of the clan leader's camp.

"Heiwa, did you see clearly how many bandits have come and how many muskets there are?" The uncle who had already organized the team grabbed Hou Xiaoge's arm and asked.

"There are more than a hundred bandits in total, with thirteen or fourteen muskets, two leaders riding horses, and the rest are armed with swords and javelins." Hou Xiaoge said quickly.

"More than a dozen muskets? Heiwa, are you sure?" The fifth elder of the clan looked at Hou Xiaoge and asked.

"Sure, my father and I have learned arithmetic." Hou Xiaoge nodded heavily.

"More than a hundred bandits, a dozen muskets, damn it, Lao Wu, raise the regiment, raise the commune, quickly notify Liujiazhuang, Jujiagou, Songjiaping and others.

The rest of the people will follow and support the people. There are not many bandits, so we can give it a try.

I will go and inform all the women and children in the village to gather together and come together when the time comes." Fifth Master looked around and said loudly.

"Good!" everyone shouted loudly.

The Hou family is accustomed to bandits attacking the village.

Nanjiagou is located in a village halfway up the mountain, more than ten miles away from the mountains. Bandits often come down the mountain to rob, and the villagers of Nanjiagou often fight wits and courage with the bandits, and the men in the village have long been accustomed to it.

Everyone trotted out of the village, some ran inside, and some joined in with weapons in hand.

"Brother Yangmin, what happened?" Halfway through, a big man with seventy or eighty people armed with weapons came over and asked.

"Brother Song Chao, we have more than a dozen guns and more than a hundred people. Let's kill him." Hou Yangmin glanced at the man, raised the spear in his hand and shouted.

"Come on, follow me and kill him." The big man held a double-barreled shotgun and followed Hou Yangmin to run out of the village.

However, before the crowd reached the outside of the village, the refugees outside had already dispersed, and the sounds of refugees crying, shouting and begging for mercy could be heard everywhere.

The bandits also knew that these were refugees with no fixed property, so threats and intimidation as before were useless, so they just went into the village and started robbing.

"Fellow villagers, beat these bastards." The man with a gun saw the bandits robbing a woman, so he raised his gun, lit the fuse and started shooting.

My uncle-in-law Zhou Xinmin was a hunter for a while and knew how to use a gun, so after Hou Xiaoge's old slide was repaired, he let my uncle-in-law use it directly.

"Xinmin, your gun is good, but you only shoot those with guns. We will use cold weapons." Hou Yangmin shouted to his uncle-in-law and several other villagers with guns who were squatting nearby and shooting.

"Got it, big brother."

However, the bandits were obviously not vegetarians. They worked together during robberies and gathered together when they heard gunshots.

In this way, a melee between refugees and bandits began.

These bandits were good at shooting and were not afraid of death when holding cold weapons. In a short while, they killed or injured more than a dozen villagers. Seeing this, the resistance team retreated and dispersed.

"Fellow villagers, don't run. Let's fight these damn bandits. If we men run away, our wives and children at home will be captured by the bandits." Several more resistance teams came running over from a distance, and the leader of the team shouted.

Most of the people in this fleeing group were young and strong, with about four to five hundred adult men and three to four hundred young women. They could not survive by fleeing, so they naturally decided to fight.

At the beginning, the bandits relied on their professional advantage to defeat the refugee team, but as the number of refugees continued to increase, the bandits began to struggle.

Hou Xiaoge was afraid that he would be hit by a stray bullet, so he squatted behind the crowd with a group of little ones and shouted loudly.

However, seeing more and more young boys around, Hou Xiaoge also came up with a plan.

"Second brother, let everyone pick up rubble and tiles, and we'll climb over the wall from the back to beat those damn bandits." Hou Xiaoge looked at the seventy or eighty boys nearby and shouted to his second brother.

"Heiwa, this is too dangerous. What if the gun hits someone?" Erhuan said in a low voice with his head shrunk.

"What are you afraid of? The bandits only have a dozen or so muskets, most of which are homemade hunting rifles. It's not like they're firing machine guns non-stop.

Brothers, the bandits are killing our parents in front, but we are hiding behind and watching. Are we still capable of this?

If you want revenge, come with me and pick up the stones and bricks on the ground. Let's climb up the wall and hit him from behind. I don't believe that they are made of iron and it doesn't hurt.

As long as we hurt them and they dodge for a while, we will have done a good deed and we will be considered great.

In one word, do you dare? If you dare, come with me." Hou Xiaoge picked up a few broken tiles.

The reality is that children are more likely to get carried away and get angry as long as someone fan the flames.

Seeing that Hou Xiaoge, a small child, was so brave, many boys aged twelve or thirteen became excited and picked up bricks and stones and rushed into the surrounding houses.

In this way, the bandits who were fighting with the victims were hit one by one by the sudden broken stones and tiles, and they screamed in pain.

Hou Xiaoge also became excited at this time and took out a dozen iron nails from the space, which he found in a village near Luoning County.

Hou Xiaoge quietly came to the top of a private house because the bandit leader was nearby.

"Damn bandit, look at my cow dung." Hou Xiaoge took a bag of fresh cow dung and threw it directly at the bandit leader who was more than ten meters away.

Hou Xiaoge was very strong. He threw a bag of cow dung weighing seven or eight kilograms, which scattered all over the face and body of the bandit leader and the nearby bandits.

"Bah, bah, bah! Who did you come from, you bastard? How dare you throw cow dung on your Grandpa Zhen Sanshan's head? You must be tired of living." The bandit leader said as he chased after Hou Xiaoge with a few of his men.

"Grandpa is here, and I'm still trying to suppress the three mountains. What's the use of suppressing them? If you have the guts, come and chase me." After Hou Xiaoge finished cursing, he slipped down from the roof.

"You little bastard, you're making me so mad. Come on, I'm going to peel off your skin and make buns for you." The bandit leader was furious.

A few younger brothers were also eager to show off, so they rushed into the yard with big swords in hand.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

As soon as the three minions walked into Hou Xiaoge's mental range, three iron nails pierced directly into their eyes and crotches.

"what!"

"it hurts!"

"My balls."

At the same time, the three minions, some holding their crotches, fell to the ground in the yard, screaming in pain.

"What's going on? Is there an ambush?" The bandit leader who had just walked into the gate immediately fell to the ground in shock.

"Boss, there must be a trap." The little minion, holding his egg, shouted loudly with sweat on his forehead.

The bandit leader waited for a while and when he saw that no one shot him, he breathed a sigh of relief and carefully walked towards his brothers to check.

"Boom!"

A huge rock weighing seven or eight hundred kilograms appeared out of nowhere and directly crushed the bandit leader underneath.

"Cough cough!"

The bandit leader was not dead yet, but he was spitting blood and coughing continuously due to being pressed down.

"I'll kill you, you bastards." Hou Xiaoge picked up a brick and hit the bandit leader directly, knocking him unconscious.

The three minions lying on the ground had fainted from the pain. Hou Xiaoge quickly climbed up the wall and looked outside. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he quickly returned.

First, he took the bandit leader's pistol and the swords of several of his minions. After eliminating the threat, Hou Xiaoge began to search them.

The three minions had little money on them, only five dollars in total and one copper coin.

After taking back the huge rock that was pressing down on the bandit leader, Hou Xiaoge touched it and saw that the guy was already dead.

After searching his body, he found a small yellow croaker, five hundred French francs, and three silver dollars, and that was it.

"Bah? You still want to be the boss? A bunch of poor bastards." Hou Xiaoge spat a mouthful of thick phlegm from 1942 on the face of the dead bandit leader.

After stripping the clothes off several people, Hou Xiaoge threw them all into a civilian house. Then he hit the house with a huge rock, causing it to collapse directly. The few people were not left exposed in the wilderness, so their deaths were not tragic.