My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

"Last night, your boss told the people in the village what to do, and the people in the village chose to stick to it." Qin Kun said succinctly.

"Why?"

Next to Jin Liuzi, a burly man with a tiger beard appeared, and the man patted Jin Liuzi's dog fur hat: "The food is all in the stockade, and the guns are also in the stockade. I can't move all the property in one night. This is Xuetian, if you escape, if you are robbed, you will have little chance of survival."

Jin Liuzi was stunned: "Big... big brother..."

Just now the man with the tiger beard explained it. In fact, there is no need to explain these principles.

This is fate.

If they knew three or five days in advance, if there were no little devils ambushing around, they might be able to withdraw.

But today, it is impossible.

Jin Liuzi was silent.

He was able to sit in the sixth position, and he was not stupid, but he was powerless to watch the tragedy happen, and he could not accept that sense of resignation.

I'm back, still can't change the present?

The elder brother was right. It was a snowy day. Beiling Village had a large population, many brothers, and was located in a remote place. It took half a day to ride a horse from the nearest village. It was not easy to move in such a harsh environment.

Coupled with the shortage of horses, many brothers were unwilling to leave.

There is delicious food and wine here, and there are plenty of guns and ammunition. The bandits who come up lazy will not be of high quality. In their opinion, it is better to die here than to go out and suffer.

Seeing the silence of Jin Liuzi, the tiger-bearded man asked, "Do you know the way to the bunker?"

Jin Liuzi nodded: "There are three entrances, the door is clear."

"Then kill it."

Jin Liuzi breathed out, what can he do now, his worries cannot go against the general trend, after leaving the main hall yesterday, he also told the other brothers what was going to happen, no one cared.

Maybe it's not that I don't care, but I know that things may turn out like this, but I can't change it.

Those who come out to hang out are all with their heads on their waistbands. If they can live a peaceful life, who would do this?

They are bandits, they can only do their best.I don't know which senior on the road said that if the bandits don't dare to fight for their lives, they will die faster.

The sad mood gradually changed, Jin Liuzi sighed, and then changed back to his previous self, his eyes became fierce again, and his fear disappeared.

Then... kill him!

Taking advantage of the night, the team of 600 people was divided into three groups and headed towards Beilingang.

This is the best time for a sneak attack. 5 o'clock in the morning is the moment when the spirit is the most relaxed. The only firepower of the Japanese soldiers is the Magqin machine gun.

The two groups of outflanking bandits parted ways with the main force. Today the main force was led by the Cyclops of the Three Leaders. Tianma Mountain was lit up, and they also touched the range of Beilingang.

"Old Six, good brother! You are still here! With your marksmanship, as long as the patrol post is knocked out later, we can grab some time, can you?"

Jin Liuzi said coldly: "Leave it to me."

"Okay! Brother, don't think about it anymore, I think it's better for you to sit in the village."

The tiger-bearded man shook his head: "Mr. Qin and I are going to fight in, and we're going to bring the sixth son in too. If it's officially opened in a while, try to delay it and don't charge!"

"But the three of you alone go deep..."

"There are only 200 of them, and some of them went to the stockade. Although we are not sure how many people are left in the bunker, the longer you delay, the better it will be for the three of us!"

"Understood!"

In the early morning, the first gunshot shot from Jin Liuzi's three-eighth cover.

"There is mud in every grain, how many floors does a bag of rice have to carry! (From now on, feel the pain)"

At a distance of 60 meters, the sun hadn't fully revealed its outline. At the moment when the light and dark changed, a death bullet flew out of the forest and shot into the face of the Japanese sentinel evenly.

boom--

The Japanese sentinel's face was bloody and bloody, and he fell on his back. The companion next to him shouted loudly: "Enemy Kei Nadou!"

"Enemy Nadou!!!"

Just after shouting twice, there was another gunshot. The man covered his neck, coughed blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground.

The bandits rushed forward, and Jin Liuzi passed by two dying Japanese soldiers and spat. He seemed to be brewing some emotions, but he was suddenly caught between two people, one on the left and one on the right.

"Hey! Brother, Master Qin, what are you doing?"

Only now did Jin Liuzi realize that the speed of Da Dangjia and Guru Qin had exploded completely, holding him up in the snow like walking on flat ground.

Running, turning, avoiding random shots from other patrols, Jin Liuzi felt as if he was floating in the air.

"I can't see that you can speak Japanese?"

"I've captured a few captives, and I've followed suit." Jin Liuzi paused, with the strong wind blowing into his mouth, he said in a loud voice, "Master Qin, can you let me down?"

"No, you're too slow. Where are the other two openings?"

"The nearest one is a hundred steps west, under that tree!"

A dwarf tree with hollow roots stood there, not far from the fortress where the Magqin machine guns were stationed. From the fortress to the tree, the wood had been cut down, and there was no way to hide.

"Senior Jing, open the way!" Qin Kun grabbed Liuzi Jin and carried him on his shoulder.

Jing Haichuan lost his restraint, and his speed suddenly increased: "It's a trivial matter!"

He ran, drank violently, raised his legs, and kicked fiercely in the air.

"Dragon lotus!"

"Leave the fire!"

"Yan Jun Fist!"

"Qinglian!"

"Evil ghost!"

"Dragon does not sleep!"

"There is a tiger-roaring city wall in Kuishan, and the Dragon King of Beiling Fuyinluo!"

"Pour it to me!"

In the heavy snow, a man with a tiger beard ejected, and spun again in the air, exerting the ejection power of his muscles to the extreme, pouring all his strength into his legs like copper pillars, kicking on the dwarf pine with a bang, and the snowflakes accumulated on the tree fell in large numbers , The trunk was almost broken, and several roots were grabbing the soil and exposed the ground. With the force of one foot, Jin Liuzi trembled when he heard the sound of tree splitting.

Is this a monster? !

The tree was crooked and crumbling, but it didn't fall. It seemed that it was still a foot or two away, but the movement attracted the attention of Ma Geqin's machine gun.

"Senior Jing, get out of the way, there is no time!"

Jing Haichuan was about to kick, and found that Jin Liuzi was flying in the air, and he was ready to welcome him. At this moment, Jin Liuzi was very weak, his dog fur hat was blown off, his whole head was chilly, and he was bleeding two lines of big snot. Qin Kun is running.

But Qin Kun ran faster than he flew!

In the same way, he ran, drank violently, raised his legs, and kicked fiercely in the air.

"Pixing!"

"Blood!"

"Breaking Mortal!"

"Slaughter the devil!"

"Fu ghost!"

"Purple air is coming!"

"The vast land of Kyushu has changed, and the rivers and rivers of Kyushu cover the sea and sky!"

Dragon art is originally a Taoist art that mobilizes the muscles of the whole body. Because the yang energy will be completely stimulated after performing this technique, whether it is beating people or ghosts, it will have great lethality.

After returning from Soul Fort, Qin Kun heard Dr. Huang Kecheng say that all human behaviors are electrical signal instructions issued by the brain, but this instruction will attenuate during the transmission process. For example, if you tell yourself to mobilize your muscles, use Carrying heavy objects with all your strength, until the end, the muscles can only exert 30% of their strength, and 70% of the muscles are still in a resting state.

Energy drainage can strengthen the signal command. For example, if 50% of the energy drainage experiment is passed, the signal can be transmitted to the end, and it can exert 50%. This strength is already comparable to that of a world-class weightlifting champion.

And Dou Zong's dragon technique, in a certain sense, is a kind of Taoism that stimulates brain signal instructions.

When Jing Haichuan kicked, the dwarf tree was already crumbling, and when Qin Kun kicked, everyone who saw it stood still in place.

The tree fell!

With a sound of "grah", the trunk first cracked, and the unbalanced roots were pressed up by the weight of the trunk itself. The sound of the branches colliding with other trees, the vibration of hitting the ground, and the sound of dross falling from the soil made the nearest Jin Liuzi , I'm almost scared to pee.

It's a pine tree...

Isn't it the thin mulberry and dwarf willow? After two feet, a pine tree fell down? !It's okay to kick someone.

But Jin Liuzi couldn't be surprised any longer. He was caught in the air by an iron arm, and that iron arm grabbed Jin Liuzi. Next, the hole under the tree suddenly became bigger, and Jin Liuzi was poured in like a basketball!

Peng——

Jin Liuzi felt that his neck was about to break, and he kept falling at the entrance of the cave.

This is a sloping road, and it took more than ten seconds to slide down to the ground. In the cave, two Japanese soldiers were cleaning their guns, as if they were about to join the battle. Suddenly, they heard a loud sound from the ground, and then a person slid down from the cave, and the two Get up quickly.

"idiot!"

"Eight, you uncle!"

Jin Liuzi's mouth was full of dirt, and he grinned his teeth at this moment, and hit him in the forehead with two gunshots.

The two had just died when there was another falling sound from above.

Qin Kun and Jing Haichuan landed one after another, and the entrance of the cave was fired by a Magqin machine gun for more than a dozen shots, and the angrily shouting and cursing of Japanese soldiers could be faintly heard outside.

"Master, next time you want to throw me around, please tell me first, I lost my hat!"

Jin Liuzi spat out the mud in his mouth, rubbed his hands, breathed, and warmed his ears. Jing Haichuan looked at the road ahead, and Qin Kun picked up the Japanese soldier's helmet and put it on Jin Liuzi's head.

"Master Qin, what are you doing?"

"Wrap you warmer."

Not only the helmets, but the clothes of the two corpses on the ground were stripped off by Qin Kun and handed one to Jin Liuzi and the other to Jing Haichuan.

Jin Liuzi didn't understand what it meant, but he was the lowest among the three, so he just did as he wanted.

Jing Haichuan narrowed his eyes: "I don't wear the little devil's clothes!"

"Yoyo, you can't be too stubborn. If it wasn't for the fur coat my wife bought for me, I wouldn't give it to you." Qin Kun dusted off the leather coat, and Du Qinghan finally got the hang of it and bought it for himself. He still cherishes a few clothes.

Jing Haichuan didn't accept the clothes, so Qin Kun put the helmet on his head directly: "Guns have no eyes, you have endured humiliation as a bandit for 6 years, and you can't lose a few pieces of meat by wearing Japanese soldier clothes once. Besides, cover it up a little Identity, keep a low profile."

Jing Haichuan bared his teeth, and Qin Kun put on his coat under the murderous eyes of the other party: "Drink this tea too."

Jing Haichuan found out that Qin Kun conjured up three cups of tea out of thin air like a conjuring trick. His anger subsided and turned into confusion. Jin Liuzi licked his chapped lips: "I'm thirsty."

He raised his head, drank the tea, and suddenly, at the corner of the cave, a Japanese soldier came over.

"Ikeda, Higashino, what was the sound just now?"

Qin Kun drank tea in a leisurely manner, and said, "A bandit broke in just now and was shot dead. Is there something wrong?"

Jin Liuzi and Jing Haichuan looked at Qin Kun in astonishment, the Japanese words are very standard!

"Hey, who are you?"

Qin Kun took out a cigarette and walked over. The other party suddenly realized that something was wrong, raised his hand and raised his gun, but Qin Kun grabbed the barrel of the gun and hit him on the chin with an elbow.

The Japanese soldier fainted, and Qin Kun lit a cigarette: "I am your grandfather."

At this moment, behind Qin Kun, Jing Haichuan also drank tea, and said in fluent Japanese: "What kind of tea is this? So amazing?"

Qin Kun turned his head and chuckled, knowing that Jing Haichuan was not interested in cigarettes, he tossed one to Jin Liuzi: "There are still many novelties."

The three of them walked along the burrow.

There are many forks here, but Jin Liuzi can't help it.The entire first floor of the burrow was fortified by Japanese soldiers, but now that many people have been drawn out, the guards are severely understaffed.

The three of them made four or five turns, and Jin Liuzi took them to a tool storage place with ease.

Many tools for strengthening the potholes were stacked there, and Jin Liuzi started to move the wooden boxes with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Second master, do you want to help?"

Qin Kun and Jing Haichuan joined in, and a pile of wooden boxes was quickly moved away, revealing a stone slab at the corner of the wall, and when the slate was lifted, it was a dark hole.

"This is one of the entrances to the ancient tomb!"

Jin Liuzi drilled down, while Qin Kun and Jing Haichuan looked at the writing on the slate.