Chapter 343 They want revenge!

"Drive."

The bleak north wind, mixed with a little snowdrops, swept through the northwest, a wasteland that had just recovered a little of vitality from the bloody massacre.

Gazi suddenly pricked up his ears with the ghee he had just bought. When the sound of the horses's hoofs became more and more intense, he was so scared that he quickly hid behind an earth wall next to him with the ghee on his back.

In the northwest, such a horse team is very common. Swordsmen, horse gangs, bandits, these murderous bastards have trampled on this land that has been cultivated for thousands of years and has gradually lost its nutrients.

So no matter who they are, they hide far away when they meet these people. They are the local overlords here, the local snakes, and the scourge of the whole northwest!

As soon as Gazi hurriedly hid his body, he saw from the cracks of the earth wall that a large group of masked knights wrapped in sheepskin robes and only showed a pair of eyes jumped out of the horizon. When the horses got closer and closer and saw the costumes of these knights clearly, his face was green, especially the neatly cut sheepskin jacket on the other party. Let his heart fall suddenly.

In this land in the northwest, only more than 20 years ago, those people were so skilled in peeling. It is said that they could peel a live sheep in a few minutes, and some people even said that after they peeled off the sheep, the lamb would not even be out of breath!

Although Gazi is Tibetan, these people usually don't attack them, but who can guarantee it? Not only the Han people and the Hui people who died in the massacre 20 years ago, but also many ethnic groups were involved.

Fortunately, the knights were not interested in this earth wall that they didn't know when it was built. They were silent against the wind and snow. They all wore machetes on their waists. They were very fast, and their eyes showed fierceness from time to time.

Gazi was afraid of being seen. He wanted to stop looking at it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was about to withdraw his eyes, his eyes were attracted by the long guys on the knight' back.

Yang gun!

Gazi knew this thing. When the foreigners entered Tibet, they carried it on their back, so that he had to flee to Shaanxi. Later, the Russians also took it with them after they came to the northwest. This thing also appeared when the Qing army and the return army fought.

But he is very strange about one thing. You know, foreign guns are rare in the northwest. In addition to the newly arrived Han army, which is not bad, there is not even a foreign gun horse team of more than 100 people on this land, not to mention the long team of thousands of people.

Just as he was stunned, the horse team quickly galloped not far from the earth wall and ran to the east. Gazi looked at the direction they left, and his face suddenly changed again and again. He ran to the village with ghee on his back.

The reason why he is so anxious is that he wants to go back and tell everyone that the army and the Han soldiers are going to fight again! We must leave this eventy place as soon as possible to prevent the scene from reappearing 20 years ago!

Thirty miles away, the first oil well on the land of Xinhua was finally installed. The cantilever of the oil recovery machine lowered its head and lifted it, and it came and went like a pendulum. Under such a continuous pitch, a strand of black thick crude oil was extracted from the ground and injected along the pipeline into the temporary cement cast next to it. In the huge oil tank, workers use small pipes to inject special large wooden barrels.

Because the telegram was just sent back last night, and the simple oil refining equipment has not yet arrived, the crude oil can only be stored in this soil method first. Although the workers are eager to fill this area with oil wells immediately and produce dozens or even hundreds of tons at once, the reality is fundamental. There is no extra oil production equipment, let alone processing and refining oil.

The geological personnel who successfully located this oil mine have gone to other places to continue to look for oil. There are only a dozen oil workers who maintain drilling equipment and nearly a hundred temporary workers recruited from the surrounding area.

Because the important surname of the extension of the oil field is self-evident, the headquarters specially arranged a company here to protect and cooperate with the workers to speed up the construction, so they had nothing to do. These soldiers also picked up the iron pick-picks and engineer shovels and built some temporary facilities, so that they could start work quickly after the equipment arrived.

The roaring north wind blew through the soldiers' faces like sharp blades. In addition, most of the soldiers in the company responsible for the defense came from the warm areas of the south. Everyone has never seen this piercing cold wind, so although they were wrapped in thick cotton-padded clothes, tied into the trousers cuffs, and wore a hood that could protect their ears, but still I feel that the bones are going to be frozen and cracked.

Fortunately, it's noon, and there is something to do. The constantly waving pick and shovel hit the hard mud, and soon sweated profusely, dispelling most of the cold brought by the north wind.

Although there are not many people, and there are only more than 300 soldiers around the oil well, it still gives people a hot scene after spreading.

A few hundred meters away, a class of soldiers are also stepping up the excavation of fortifications. Because everyone was helping to pour cement and build oil wells a few days ago, the fortifications have not been fully built. However, after all, this is in Shaanxi, and there is a cavalry division stationed more than 30 kilometers away, so everyone is laughing and not too much. Note that a thin line has appeared in the distance.

A little soldier, playing a joke with his comrades-in-arms around the blue scarf, while swinging the iron pick, but this piece of frozen soil is too hard. Even the sharp pick can only bring up a small piece of soil. It takes about an hour to dig a single bunker, not to mention the company commander's request to dig a machine gun squad. The trenches used.

So after a few times, the little soldier felt hot all over, so he had to tear off the scarf sent by his sister. As soon as he carefully put it on the side, he was ready to do something like his comrades-in-arms. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and he immediately rolled the light scarf more than 100 meters away.

The little soldier immediately climbed out of the trench to chase the bib, but God seemed to be joking with him. The bib was blown farther and farther, knowing that he ran almost 200 meters to catch up.

Finally caught up with the beloved scarf fluttering in the wind, but when the little soldier was just about to bow his head to pick it up, his eyes seemed to be stabbed by something.

I only saw that thousands of meters away, a neat row of war horses appeared. They lowered their heads, their forelimbs were digging the ground, and there was a trace of white fog sprayed in their nostrils.

On the horse's back, the knights, who were wrapped tightly and only showed two black eyes, holding the rein in one hand and the rifle in the other hand, constantly adjusting the sitting horse, and looking this way.

The little soldier looked at the cavalry team and suddenly turned his head to look at his comrades-in-arms who were still working hard behind him. His pupils suddenly shrank into a small hole, his heart contracted sharply, and his blood all over his body surged into his brain.

"Enemy attack!"

The little soldier suddenly grabbed the neck, shouted loudly and ran back, and waved the neck hard to attract the attention of his comrades-in-arms behind him. Almost at the same time, the cavalry behind him also suddenly pinched the horse's abdomen and rushed to the oil field like lightning.

The churning iron hooves brought a ball of yellow mud, and the messy sound of hooves gradually converged together, forming a torrent. Even the roaring north wind seemed to be scared away by this rage. All soldiers and workers felt as if they were deaf and could no longer hear any wind roar.

The sentry soldiers found the abnormality at the first time, and immediately pulled the bolt and knelt on one knee. When they had just pressed the first horse into the front sight, the gunfire also broke out from the cavalry at the same time.

The dense gunfire suddenly broke the calm of the oil field. The soldiers threw down their tools and rushed to the guns next to them, but this short distance made the soldiers pay a huge price. Many people were even pierced by bullets as soon as they touched the rifle.

Fortunately, the soldiers are used to putting their guns nearby when they are working, so many people still grab their rifles before being hit by bullets. Some of them move quickly, and they have already grabbed the grenades in the armed belt and throw them out.

Boom.

A series of explosions rose to the sky with gunpowder smoke, passing around like muffled thunder. The horses rushing to the front were scared by the explosion and ran around, and the sound of hooves suddenly scattered.

But these cavalry, who did not know where they came from, were obviously very experienced. They only touched the reins of the horse and stabilized the horse again. Then they controlled the horse with their feet and aimed at the soldiers who were fighting and retreating under the command of the oil well.

But these soldiers from the south obviously underestimate these cavalry who live on speed, and the kilometer distance is just a few breaths.

So when the little soldier lowered his head and ran wildly, seeing that he was about to cross half of the trench, a comrade-in-arms who had just caught a rifle in the distance were pierced in the neck by bullets, and the blood stained the earth like a spring.

The little soldier's eyes were red, but at this time, he didn't care much at all. Suddenly, a hungry tiger rushed to him, picked up the rifle and twisted his body, and turned to the cavalry at the front, which was a shot.

The bullet did not hit the cavalry, but hit the horse in the neck. Under the pain, the horse suddenly stood up, and the knight on the horse's back was caught off guard and was also overturned to the ground.

However, this guy was indeed very fierce. Unexpectedly, a carp stood up. The little soldier was so scared that he hurriedly fired two shots at him. The knight probably didn't expect that the other party's shooting speed was so fast that he fell straight down with his eyes.

Although one was killed, the speed of these screaming cavalry was so fast that it soon drowned the little soldiers. Although he tried to shoot at every cavalry trying to approach, when the bullet ran out, a snowy machete suddenly passed in front of him, and the blood gushing out stained the bibs. Scarlet. Red.

The fierce encounter faced with the fast cavalry, which made the soldiers a little panic, and because of the rush, the machine gun was still placed in the tent behind, so the company commander had to gather the scattered soldiers as much as possible to organize resistance around the cement tank of oil storage and send people to pick up the machine gun.

Although the cement tank is very strong, it is too small after all. Soon, there are less than half of the more than 200 soldiers left. Without machine gun cover, they can only rely on rifles and grenades to face thousands of cavalry, and suddenly fell into a bitter battle.

At this moment, the cavalry that emerged from nowhere suddenly separated and suddenly rushed to the oil workers and employees in the distance, and the eyes of the company commander who commanded the counterattack suddenly turned red.

His company was originally sent to protect oil wells and oil workers. If these workers are killed in front of him, then I'm afraid he, the company commander, will come to an end!

So he immediately ordered 20 soldiers to be separated to protect the unarmed workers.

But the speed of the cavalry was too fast. As soon as the soldiers arrived to build a human wall, the cavalry had already killed in front of them.

The snowy machete, accompanied by high jumping iron hooves, fell on the soldiers. Although they tried their best to counterattack, the rifle even reached the opponent's body. Some soldiers even simply put down the gun, picked up the grenade and died with the nearest enemy, but this madness was only stopped for a while, more than 20 years. The soldier was completely submerged by the iron hooves.

Without the protection of soldiers, those unarmed workers were suddenly slaughtered. Every horse galloped by with a bloody fog and a head with wide eyes.

The remaining soldiers were also reddened by this massacre, and they took out the bayonets and loaded them on the tip of the gun, ready to wait for the last moment to come.

The sound of machine guns finally sounded, but it was too late. The cavalry began to make a detour to the flanks and rush up. Seeing the cover soldiers falling down one by one, the company commander had to grit his teeth, ignite the crude oil that had been found and pumped out after a winter, and tied the grenade to the radio and machine gun. Bullet, wait for the arrival of the last moment.

When a few violent explosions rose to the sky, the thick smoke also rose to the sky like an angry dragon, just like the wolf smoke raised when the border gate was in an emergency for thousands of years.

Half an hour later, when the last few soldiers who were stuck in the high cement trough were submerged by iron hoofs because of bullets, these fierce cavalry jumped off their horses one after another, dragged the soldiers' bodies together, then pulled off their clothes, and took out the knives that could only be used to peel sheep's skin from their arms.

The heads were neatly arranged together, blood and pieces of meat covered the whole oil well, and the complete human skins were peeled off and even with residual heat were posted on the oil storage tank and the surrounding simple barracks.

In less than a few minutes, the oil field, which had just been exploited and was known as the key to the Northwest Campaign, was covered with these things. When these guys finished these things without blinking their eyes and were ready to clean up the battlefield, two wild cats and a more violent machine gun sound suddenly jumped out in the distance, so that the powerful knights did not I had to give up all the guns and ammunition on the ground, and stepped back on the horse and quickly disappeared out of the horizon.

But when the two wild cats arrived at the oil well, the soldiers above were all red by the scene in front of them, and their whole body trembled. A pair of white fists clenched, and the carriage thrustled.

Yesterday, they passed by here while patrolling.

They are familiar with every smiling face here and smoked the cigarettes of every comrade-in-arms here.

But now!

They can't put these comrades-in-arms together!

"Ah." A machine gunner, holding his head and roaring to the sky, suddenly pulled the trigger and tore the two wounded horses abandoned by the enemy into minced meat.

The flames sprayed at the muzzle completely ignited these soldiers.

They want revenge!

(to be continued)