Chapter 1436: Chapter 6: Memories_2
“Our weapons and ammunition are plentiful, there’s no need to fight the enemy to the death. A flanking attack can give us the greatest advantage. Even if we only manage to take one of them down at a time, with so much ammunition, we still e out ahead.”
After saying that,
the man strapped two automatic rifles and spare magazines on himself and also tucked another pistol into his waistband.
At this moment, he was a walking arsenal.
He was truly impressed with himself, not only mastering the use of pistols… but he also tested yesterday that his skill with rifles was equally impressive.
He really didn’t know what kind of work he did before the amnesia.
In any case, for this assault, he was the main bat force, with CC as his assistant, helping to watch for enemies in the blind spots.
Having prepared everything, the man went to the horse and removed all its restraints:
“You’re free now, Bruce.”
“Huh?”
The steed let out a sound of disbelief, widening its eyes to look at the man before it.
The man smiled and patted Bruce on the head:
“We’re going to liberate slaves this time, so you won’t have to be one anymore. The world is vast, you can go anywhere you wish, and you don’t have to work for those evil men anymore.”
“Go, without these restraints, you’re a free horse now.”
Bruce closed its muzzle, murmured a few noises, but it wasn’t clear what it wanted to express.
Finally,
it turned around, lowered its head, and trotted off into the jungle.
CC watched Bruce’s disappearing figure, then turned her head, eyes soft as she looked at Lin Xian:
“VV, you’re truly a kind person, so gentle to everyone.”
“Hehe.”
The man chuckled lightly, chambered the rifle:
“Not that I’m like this with everyone, just hope my reputation in the Evil Tribe can improve a little.”
…
Cautiously advancing.
Both held their guns, cautious and wary.
Soon, faint noises in the wind indicated they were close to the tribe, and the man gestured for CC to slow down, while he moved ahead to scout.
The noises grew clearer, and the smell of cooking wafted through the air; at this time, the Evil Tribe was likely preparing lunch.
Finding a high slope, the man and CC hid behind a large rock, observing the entire Evil Tribe.
“VV, those are people from our village!”
CC whispered excitedly in the man’s ear.
The man followed CC’s pointing finger to see a group of ragged slaves laboring there.
They were mainly transporting debris, wood, and bricks for construction. Every slave’s ankle was shackled, preventing them from running far or escaping.
The food was being cooked by female slaves, with a tanned, burly man sitting behind them with a spinning pistol, acting as supervisor.
“There are quite a few people in the Evil Tribe…”
The man remarked.
He counted seriously, at least over 100 tanned-skinned people in the Evil Tribe; including several dozen slaves, that was the total number of the tribe.
“However, not many bat personnel.”
The Evil Tribe had clear divisions of labor, distinguishing “roles” by different clothes and hats. Only the burly men with black sheepskin hats were basically bat personnel, about a dozen in number; and among those, only six had guns at their waist.
It was understandable.
In this era where gun production was impossible, finding usable pistols was exceedingly rare, and this tribe currently had only eight pistols, two of which were in the man and CC’s hands.
“Phew…”
The Bearded Man breathed a sigh of relief:
“From a firepower perspective, they indeed aren’t our match; our advantage in weapons and ammunition is too great.”
He gripped the automatic rifle tightly in his hand.
When this thing opens fire, whether it’s a dozen people or dozens, they’ll fall like receding tidewaters.
“We’ll attack when they sit down to have their meal.”
The man turned his head and instructed CC:
“Currently, their personnel distribution is relatively sparse, but when they eat, they have to e back together. That will be the perfect time to eliminate them.”
“CC, just stay behind me and focus on my flank. If someone attacks, just pull out your gun and shoot. Even if you miss, it’ll at least scare the enemy off. Leave the rest to me.”
CC tensed up, looked at VV, and solemnly nodded:
“I will.”
The two lay in wait behind the large rock.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting until the Evil Tribe started their meal.
As expected, as the man guessed, those bat personnel had high status, with special meals, so they ate together.
This was the rare opportunity to gather a dozen of the tribe’s bat personnel in one area!
The man waved his hand:
“Charge!”
He then suddenly jumped down beside them, quickly running to the dining area, lifting his automatic rifle —
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Shells flew everywhere, a cacophony erupted, and the entire tribe descended into chaos.
The young girl CC followed suit, sticking close to Lin Xian’s back, targeting other tribe members wielding cold weapons!
Bang bang bang bang bang!
She remembered the man’s teachings clearly: don’t aim excessively, don’t conserve bullets, don’t worry about accuracy, let all the firepower pour out!
Due to the man’s sudden assault, the Evil Tribe’s bat strength was cut down drastically instantly; especially the ones armed with guns were deliberately taken down by the man, dying instantly.
What followed became a trivial matter, as the man fought and retreated. An automatic rifle against the enemy’s cold weapons — it was an era-spanning advantage, a technological overwhelming force, a 2V100 situation that even such a discrepancy in numbers couldn’t balance.
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