Phi-Fic Chapter 1190 Using Bandits for Practice
Chapter 1190 Using Bandits for Practice
In this day and age, almost every place has a band of bandits. Those living closer to the county seat live a slightly better life. As long as the bandits can make a living, they won't come to the county seat to rob.
However, the towns and villages below were a different story. These areas had always been favorite haunts of bandits, and many places were unarmed, allowing them to roam freely as if they owned the place.
Although some landlords and wealthy people had guards, they only had a few broken guns, which were no match for bandits. They would suffer every time the bandits came.
When Liu Qingyuan and his fellow villagers rushed back to the village, they saw several people riding horses in the distance, followed by dozens of bandits, all looking rather disheveled. Their weapons were a motley crew, some were legitimate guns, and some were even hunting rifles. Despite these weapons, the villagers couldn't do anything about them; they always had to obediently hand over their belongings whenever the bandits came.
If the bandits have plenty of supplies, they'll just take some things and leave. They don't want to kill anyone; a quick search of the surrounding villages will provide them with several months' worth of food. But if there's nothing left on the mountain, what you offer won't be enough for them. They'll have to search every house, and they might even take your rations.
For the bandits, they too came from impoverished backgrounds, but after becoming accustomed to revelry in the mountains, they completely disregarded the lives of these ordinary people. In their minds, what did their lives have to do with them?
"Don't do anything rash. No one is allowed to act without my orders."
When Liu Qingyuan returned from his military service, he once fought a group of bandits with the guns from his unit. Relying on the spirit he had developed during his military training, although he was slightly injured, the bandits were no match for him. Under his attack, two of them died and fled.
My men were barely holding back any longer, each one ready to open fire on the bandits. Those few dozen men were no match for us. Besides, these militiamen were trained with Japanese targets; these bandits were clearly no match for them.
"I don't know who you are, but we've prepared a hundred or so catties of grain in our small village. Let's have a good chat. We're both from poor, remote areas, so please give us some face."
Living is not easy these days, and Liu Qingyuan understands this very well. Even if we have weapons and equipment, we should try to avoid fighting with these people as much as possible. After all, they have many tricks up their sleeves, and we can't be on guard against them every day.
"Hey Liu, stop pretending to be a good guy. Last time our third leader came, you shot him dead with one shot. Now the brothers have no other choice but to come here for revenge. Either you come out and die here, or we'll kill your whole village."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyuan's eyes turned cold. These people weren't there to rob; they were there for revenge. No wonder there were over a hundred of them, with many more joining the fray. However, their weapons and equipment were rather poor.
“If you hadn’t come to our village, I wouldn’t have killed your third leader. Now I’m telling you the unpleasant truth, I’m giving you a chance, hurry up and leave, otherwise we’ll be enemies today.”
Liu Qingyuan thought that since it was during the War of Resistance against Japan, if his group could survive, they might be useful when the Japanese came in the future, so he didn't want to fight them head-on. But clearly, the group in front of him didn't think that way.
"Brothers, charge in! If you catch Liu Qingyuan, you'll get five silver dollars."
Scattered gunshots rang out. Don't be fooled by the fact that these bandits all had weapons; bullets were incredibly precious. Each time they went out in trouble, each person only had five or six bullets, and once they ran out, they had to rely on reinforcements.
They didn't have any weapons production facilities; most of the time they got a little from the security forces, or they relied on robbing regular troops. Bullets were their lifeline, so these guys didn't dare fire indiscriminately.
Liu Qingyuan knew that things were definitely not going to get out of hand today, so he gave Erniu a look, and Erniu immediately set up his machine gun. The other machine gun was currently hidden. As Liu Qingyuan had said, we shouldn't expose all our firepower unless absolutely necessary; we must always leave ourselves some room for maneuver.
Besides, these bandits aren't very capable. One machine gun plus the rest of our men is enough to deal with them. Bringing out two machine guns would be giving them too much credit.
When the machine guns roared to life, the bandits were stunned. Several of the men on horseback were shot down, and before they could even figure out what was happening, they were covered in blood and no longer had the strength to stand up.
The bandits kept shouting that the situation was tough and urging them to retreat quickly. However, they hadn't received proper training, especially during a retreat, and they rushed backward in a chaotic mass, piling up in one place. Liu Qingyuan knew that at this point, they couldn't let them go, otherwise the village would never have a day of peace again. So he ordered his men to flank them from the left and right, trying to capture as many as possible.
These days, the militiamen are practicing their marksmanship on the training ground. Although they were also shooting at live targets back then, it was different from now. Some of them were a little scared and didn't dare to fire for a while.
"Everyone stay calm and think about what these people are up to. We killed so many of them today. If we don't leave them here, we won't be able to live in the future. We can't keep guarding against them every night. If a few of them sneak into the village, they'll ruin our whole village. Give them a good beating!"
Liu Qingyuan knew that the men around him were honest, simple farmers, and although they were facing vicious bandits, he still couldn't bring himself to harm them. After he said these words, his men were filled with righteous indignation.
We've been bullied badly by bandits for years; now it's our turn to stand up for ourselves. Those things we'd saved up for so long were taken by these bandits—did they ever have a shred of pity for us?
As soon as the militiamen fired, even more people fell. The militiamen were also surprised by their own marksmanship; how could they hit two out of three shots?