A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Zheng Kaixuan originally planned to take Liu Baochang as a hostage so that he could control the guards.

But the situation now is not what he imagined.

The white-haired righteous man, Old Man Liu, the patriarch of the Liu family, is on the verge of death.

Including the villagers behind him who were holding hoes and shovels and were ready to fight with Captain Liu, they could be shot at any time by Captain Liu and the guards behind them.

"Kill them!"

Following Zheng Kaixuan's order, several people fired at the same time.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The six gunshots rang out almost at the same time, almost without a second's difference.

Zheng Kaixuan made instructions in advance, and everyone used single-shot mode, and no one dared to use continuous shooting.

The main reason is the fear of accidental injury.

There were villagers all around, and behind Captain Liu and the guards were several tied-up women.

If there is any deviation in the shooting angle, it will accidentally hurt people around, which will be a big trouble.

Fortunately, the soldiers Zheng Kaixuan brought with him this time were all elite. The millions of blank rounds fired had not been wasted; these soldiers had mastered their firearms to such a professional level of accuracy that they were practically every bit a sharpshooter.

Six bullets instantly killed six guards including Liu Baochang!

Sixty meters away, exactly.

Every bullet is a headshot! Extremely accurate!

Captain Liu didn't even have the chance to pull the trigger. A big hole was shot in his head and his body fell straight backwards.

Old Man Liu and the villagers were shocked by this sudden change.

When the gunshots rang out, the villagers were in a state of panic. They even thought it was the guards who were firing. However, everyone soon discovered that all the dead were guards. Everyone was very confused and didn't know what had happened.

"Don't panic, everyone. We are the Eighth Route Army. We are here to help you fight the Japanese."

At this moment, Zheng Kaixuan walked out with Wang Fugui and others.

"You, are you really the Eighth Route Army?"

Old Master Liu walked towards Zheng Kaixuan tremblingly, leaning on a cane, with an excited look on his face.

"Of course, it's genuine!"

Zheng Kaixuan smiled and shook hands with the old man.

"I am Zheng Kaixuan, the former commander of the Fourth Battalion of the New First Regiment and the current commander of the Sharp Knife Regiment. Don't be afraid, folks. We will quickly wipe out the Japanese."

When Zheng Kaixuan announced his name, the villagers were overjoyed.

"It's Zheng Kaixuan, the Zheng Kaixuan from Heiyunkou."

"I've heard of him. He killed quite a few devils in the Heiyunkou area!"

"It is said that they also wiped out the Japanese invaders in Dazhai."

"Then our Liujiaping is saved this time. The Eighth Route Army has arrived. That's great."

I don't know who started it, but thunderous applause broke out from the crowd.

Old Master Liu held Zheng Kaixuan's hand tightly.

"Captain Zheng, I'm Liu Shulin, the old patriarch of the Liu family. Give me a gun, and I'll join the Eighth Route Army and fight the Japanese with you!"

Zheng Kaixuan smiled and shook his head.

"Old man, since our Sharp Knife Regiment is here today, leave the fight against the Japanese to us. You and the villagers go tell those guards who are arresting people that the Eighth Route Army has arrived and that Chief Liu has been shot. If they dare to harm anyone in the village, I will skin them alive!"

"Wang Fugui!"

"To!"

"Carry Captain Liu's head and go support the deputy commander."

"Yes!"

At this moment, the home of Chief Liu at the entrance of the village was also heavily bombarded by the spearhead group.

"Load!"

"emission!"

Following Wang Xikui's order, one triumph grenade after another was thrown into Captain Liu's house.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The second-level Triumph grenade launcher can only throw one grenade at a time, but this time the spearhead regiment brought a total of ten.

Wang Xikui divided the ten triumphal grenade launchers into two groups.

Each group has five pieces and they take turns throwing.

Each throw is five powerful triumphal grenades.

The distance and direction of each thrower are different, to ensure that most parts of Liu Baochang's house can be bombed, and try to make it as evenly distributed as possible!

This time, the spearhead regiment came with 24 people, each carrying eight triumph grenades.

A total of 192 pieces were carried!

Wang Xikui was not stingy this time.

In just over ten minutes, under his and Zhao Chenggong's command, these nearly two hundred triumph grenades were all thrown into Liu Baochang's house, without leaving even a single one!

The roof of Liu Baochang's house was riddled with holes and had large gaping holes everywhere.

Seven or eight large holes were blown in the wall of Liu Baochang's house.

In the yard and in the room, there was a constant stream of wailing and screaming.

Inside the hall, at this moment Okada Masahide was lying under the table with a look of panic on his face.

Blood was flowing from his thigh, and Masahide Okada was covering his thigh in pain.

Just now, a grenade exploded through the roof, and the flying shrapnel pierced into his leg muscles.

"Baga! Baga Yalu! Can someone tell me what is going on?"

Masahide Okada roared repeatedly.

Hiding under the table with him were two Japanese infantry squadron leaders and a Japanese infantry deputy battalion leader.

These devils are not much better than Masahide Okada.

Some of them had their arms injured by shrapnel, some had shrapnel stuck in their backs or lower abdomens, and almost all of them were injured, some lightly and some seriously.

"Colonel, it's bad. We've fallen into a trap. It must be Captain Liu. Captain Liu must have colluded with the Eighth Route Army. They want to kill us so they can take our heads and collect the reward."

"B-Gayalu!"

Okada Masahide was furious.

He felt that what the Japanese deputy captain in front of him said was right. They had just arrived at Liu Baochang's house and were subjected to such a large-scale bombing. It must be Liu Baochang who betrayed him.

"Liu! You even dare to betray the Locust Army. Even if I die, I will never let you off easily!"

"Go, go and kill Chief Liu's family and all the guards! Even if we die, we will drag his family down with us!"

"Hi!"

The Japanese deputy captain and two squadron leaders endured the pain in their bodies and crawled out from under the table. They quickly gathered dozens of Japanese soldiers, rushed into the backyard of Liu Baochang's house, and killed Liu Baochang's family.

At the same time, Zheng Kaixuan, Wang Xikui and others also rushed to a place not far outside the Liu family wall and reunited with Wang Xikui.

“Crack, crack, crack, crack…”

The sound of changing magazines was heard quickly at the scene.

All the soldiers replaced the ordinary magazines of their Triumph pistols with drum magazines with a capacity of 100 rounds.

Zheng Kaixuan waved his hand and led the soldiers to rush towards a gap in the wall.

"Kill! All the devils and guards, kill them all! Don't spare a single one!"