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He had only fired three shots just now, but to be honest, he already loved this Mazda3 rifle in his hand. It was so thoughtful.

This is produced entirely for sharpshooters to perform precision shooting. The performance is extremely stable, and all parts are in perfect condition. Even the trigger has been specially adjusted to be just the right amount, neither too light nor too heavy.

The Hanyang rifle he had used before had various problems, but because he had been using it for a long time, he was able to overcome these minor problems with his strength and was still able to shoot very accurately.

But then again, a rifle with excellent performance can greatly improve the performance of a sharpshooter. It is entirely possible to make the gun cooperate with the person, rather than the person adapting to the gun.

After aiming for a while, another puppet soldier appeared. Then he decisively pulled the trigger and killed another enemy.

The remaining fourteen puppet soldiers were so frightened that they immediately shrank and hid. Judging from the severity of the scene, they had been targeted by the sharpshooter, and whoever showed his head at this moment would die.

What they didn't understand was that sharpshooters were extremely scarce even in the main force of the Eighth Route Army. There might not be one in a company. How could they be so unlucky to encounter one?

The only possibility now is that they were unlucky today and happened to run into a sharpshooter who came out of Majia Village and went home to visit his relatives. It was the kind of bad luck that came from not checking the imperial calendar before going out.

Moreover, even if they could escape today, the people of Majia Village would be listed by them as the most untouchable existence. Otherwise, if a sharpshooter wanted to take revenge, he would probably shoot them like rabbits, and it would be useless even if they hid in the stronghold.

When they thought of this, all the puppet soldiers' desire to fight disappeared at once. Everyone trembled while holding their Hanyang rifles, and prayed silently in their hearts that they would not be the next to die.

Instructor Xu saw that the time was ripe, so he quickly fired a shot into the air with his revolver and then shouted:

"Listen, people on the other side. You have been surrounded by the main force of our Eighth Route Army. If you want to survive, come out and surrender quickly."

When the puppet army squad leader heard the sound of a Mauser pistol, he felt relieved. The Eighth Route Army treated prisoners well, and as long as they surrendered their guns, they could save their lives, which was better than anything else.

So, what the militiamen of Majia Village saw next was the most unforgettable thing in their lives: fourteen puppet soldiers raised their rifles above their heads and slowly walked out from where they had just hidden.

As for surrender, these puppet soldiers have practiced it countless times. No one knows how to surrender better than them. This is something that can save lives.

Seeing this, Instructor Xu hurriedly led all the militiamen to run towards the puppet army.

Especially the old village chief. Although he is old, he is in good physical condition. He holds a big knife in his hand and runs no slower than others.

When they reached the puppet soldiers, the person who ran to the front immediately snatched the puppet soldiers' guns and held them in his hands.

Village chief Ma, in particular, immediately put down the knife in his hand and snatched the puppet army squad leader's Mauser pistol. He had been coveting this gun for a long time.

As a village militia captain, he could only carry a big knife and fight the enemy. This was a very helpless thing. Even the guerrilla captain might not be able to get a Mauser pistol, let alone a militia captain like him.

Even in the county, there are only a handful of people who can own a Mauser pistol, and generally only those who are masters with excellent marksmanship are qualified.

In fact, he also knew that this precious Mauser pistol would definitely not belong to him. His superiors would definitely take it back and give it to the most capable person. Only in this way could they fight the enemy more effectively.

But now the Mauser pistol is in his hand, and he might as well touch it a little more to satisfy his desire. The same goes for other militiamen. Unless they can be selected into the guerrillas, it is basically impossible for them to have a rifle of their own.

Of course, those who ran slowly were extremely regretful at this time. They were just one step away from seizing a rifle.

However, some sharp-eyed people saw the corpses of the Japanese soldiers in front of them, and hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield regardless of the disgusting feeling, and collected all the belongings from the corpses.

The puppet army squad leader looked carefully at the man in front of him and found that apart from a Mauser pistol, the rest of the other weapons were cold weapons such as swords and spears. He realized that he had been fooled.

If the opponent only has this much strength, he is no match for their dozen or so guns.

However, all the puppet soldiers did not dare to move at all, because there was a sharpshooter aiming at them not far away, and anyone who dared to move would be rewarded with a peanut.

After confiscating all the enemy's weapons, Ma Mingde walked out from the sniper position and came to the place where the prisoners were, holding a gun.

When the old village chief saw it, he immediately said excitedly:

"It's so satisfying, so satisfying, Gousheng, your marksmanship is amazing. You killed one Japanese soldier with one shot. This time our Majia Village will become famous because of you."

"The Gaojiazhuang next door only killed two puppet soldiers and seized two Hanyang rifles. Their militia captain, Old Gao, boasted about it in front of me for several months. It really pissed me off."

"Now it's good. We have eliminated 18 enemies in one battle, including two Japanese devils and a puppet soldier. We have seized 13 Hanyang rifles, three Type 38 rifles, a box pistol and a Mauser pistol, and a lot of bullets."

"This is a glorious victory for our Majia Village militia. Even compared to those powerful guerrillas, it is still a great victory."

What the village chief said was actually quite right. Even for a squadron of the county brigade, with more than a hundred people, it was not easy to kill eighteen enemies in a battle. What's more, there were three Japanese devils serving as military supervisors, which made it even more difficult.

"Village chief, quickly collect all the special items, especially those three little devils. They are full of valuables, such as the water bottle, lunch box, bullet box, helmet, etc. Don't miss any of them."

"By the way, send a few people to dig a pit to bury the bodies of the Japanese soldiers. Bury them deep and camouflage them on the ground so that the Japanese soldiers won't find them."

Village chief Ma quickly ordered people to deal with it, and also sent people back to inform all the villagers that they had won a great victory, and asked everyone to come out of the tunnel to welcome the great hero of their village.

Today, it was indeed thanks to Gousheng. With the rifle in his hand, he killed four enemies with four shots. He was truly an invincible marksman. Otherwise, their Majia Village would probably be doomed.

So, everyone happily escorted the puppet army prisoners and surrounded Ma Gousheng. No, he should be called Ma Mingde now. A hero cannot be called by a nickname, otherwise he will not have the temperament of a hero.