After a while, Zhou Wen and the others hid in the woods and observed the visitor, and the information was correct.
Eleven cavalry came guarding a carriage. Fatty Zhao was in the middle of the team, with two cavalry in front and two behind. The others were scattered around the carriage. A typical escort formation.
After the team slowly passed by everyone, Gao Xiaoshan said to Zhou Wen: "Ten flower traps, Fatty Zhao and a short gun, and the driver has no weapons. Let's prepare."
"Wait a moment, there will still be pedestrians on the road, waiting for the Dacheng signal."
Gao Xiaoshan didn't know that the communication between Zhou Wen and Xu Dacheng just now was very effective. Xu Dacheng was a simple-minded big boy. His grudges were eliminated and his mood changed quickly.
But Zhou Wen still didn't dare to let him participate in the operation. After all, it was his first time to experience combat operations. He gave him a communication device and asked him to hide it carefully and keep it secret. He taught him how to use it and let him take on the investigation mission.
The six communicators Zhou Wen brought are incredible. The communication distance in the wild plains is nearly 30 kilometers. In the mountains, it can be 15 kilometers, and in the city, it is 5 to 8 kilometers. The wireless headsets and communicators can be used anywhere if they are hidden on the body.
.As soon as Fatty Zhao comes out of Lijiazhuang, Zhou Wen will know it immediately.
When it was getting dark, Zhou Wen received a call from Dacheng: "Awen, they came out. They didn't bring the carriage, just twelve people on horseback, at a medium speed."
"Okay Dacheng, you hang far behind them and report the situation at any time." He asked everyone to cover their faces with headscarves and start making various preparations.
Fatty Zhao was very happy today. In the morning, he met Zhou Jinbao, a guy who was jumping up and down, and was scolded and humiliated by him. He didn't even dare to reply, so he had to go back to Xinxiang in despair and continue to eat ashes. He felt very miserable.
The delivery and payment collection went smoothly in the afternoon, and I can show off my merits in front of the director. Don’t be too happy in the future.
After thinking about it, a group of people rushed into the forest path and saw that it was getting dark. Fatty Zhao was just about to tell everyone to slow down when he heard two screams from in front, followed by a third one, and a series of heavy objects falling to the ground.
sound.
I was startled, and just as I was about to take out my gun, I heard the rapid sound of wind in my ears, and a crisp "pop!" sound. I felt severe pain in my head, my vision went dark, and I fell off the horse without making a sound.
It was a perfect ambush. The three tripping ropes at the front directly disabled the three guards who were rushing in front and could not control their speed. Gao Xiaoshan was responsible for the last-ditch blows and knocked them unconscious.
Later, Zhou Wen stabbed and smashed three of them with a long stick and knocked over three of them in an instant. The rest were taken care of by the brothers.
The combination of tripping horses and long sticks was Zhou Wen's ambush plan, which required speed. Within a few seconds, all the guards were captured. Some people were already sobbing and crying for mercy.
Zhou Wen and the others said nothing, so they stripped off all the equipment from the guards, tied them to trees, and gagged them.
Xu Dacheng also arrived and was stunned when he saw this scene. Is this the end? Before he could recover, Zhou Wen pulled him aside and whispered: "Dacheng, that Fatty Zhao was the one who beat you the most viciously that day. Now you go and take revenge."
, don’t be soft-hearted.”
Zhou Wen wanted to train his spirit so that he could begin to adapt to the bloody nature of battle.
Fatty Zhao woke up. The pain in the back of his head was as if a hand was ruthlessly tearing at his brain. But he couldn't care less. He didn't want to die. He wanted to beg for mercy but was blocked.
He watched with fear as this group of scary masked men were busy in silence. No one spoke, no one communicated, and no one looked at him. He felt a hot stream of warmth soaked his buttocks and seeped into his thighs.
.Yes, he was so scared that he peed.
Then he raised his face full of snot and tears, and dimly saw a figure walking over. It was a little slow at first, but he walked faster and faster, and became more determined as he walked. Then he saw a big foot raised in front of him, fiercely
Stomp, once, twice...
Fatty Zhao woke up from the pain again and could no longer move his legs. He vaguely heard a voice coming from a distance: "Amitabha! My Buddha is merciful. We are the only ones who are the worst offenders. Please forgive me." A group of people held hands.
The horse went away.
"It's a Shaolin monk." Fatty Zhao fainted again when he thought of this.
The next day, it was just dawn, and Xie Gui, the third boss of Ehuling in Funiu Mountain, was in a yard in Lijiazhuang, supervising his minions to organize two carriages.
This time, the village suddenly made a fortune. The new fourth master, Miao Xin, was a Shaolin monk who committed a major crime in Baofeng County. He wiped out a large family, killed eleven men, raped and murdered four women, and brought
He lost his money and fled to the village.
The boss sent Xie Gui and sixteen minions to the black market in Lijiazhuang to buy guns and ammunition to expand his strength.
Seventeen people escorted the carriage out of Lijiazhuang and headed west. Two of them rode 200 meters ahead to serve as sentinels, two drove the carriage, and the others, including Xie Guidu, walked around the carriage to protect them.
Xie Gui looked at the gloomy sky and knew that it might rain. He was not worried at all. The carts were all covered with tarpaulin, and this road was an old one. He would rest tonight in Ertang Village, which is related to the village, and he would go there tomorrow.
You can go into the mountains, and there will be brothers to help you.
It was almost noon, and the weather became more and more oppressive. Xie Gui opened his clothes, hoping that it would rain soon to cool him off.
Then he began to envy the fourth master Miao Xin again, "Four ladies! From forty to twelve years old, it took a whole night. I'm afraid this monk went crazy in the temple, and this martial arts practitioner
The body is just different.”
Zhou Wen was also looking forward to rain. After checking the terrain of Lijiazhuang yesterday, Zhou Wen judged that most of the bandits in the attack would go to the west, because the west was the shortest route into the mountains.
The people were divided into three groups by Zhou Wen. Old Uncle Wu drove a cart and tied a dozen horses behind, two or three kilometers away from the bandits, and followed slowly.
Xu Dacheng rode a horse and hid behind the bandits, constantly reporting the bandits' location.
Zhou Wen and Gao Xiaoshan led Ergazi, Sun Tiezhu and five other brothers to walk along the small ditch on the roadside two or three kilometers in front of the bandits.
Don't let the bandits detect any abnormal signs on the road. These bandits are experienced and habitual bandits. The traces of people walking and riding horses will alert them.
Zhou Wen looked at the sky and finally started to rain lightly. He saw a small slope in front of him, and there was a sorghum field not far from the ditch. So he discussed it with Gao Xiaoshan, and took Sun Tiezhu down to the sorghum field on the right. Gao Xiaoshan took him
Others went down to the sorghum field on the left.
The plan was to let the sentry go first, and after they went down the slope, Gao Xiaoshan and Ergazi shot down the two drivers with their long guns, and then aimed at the top of the slope and waited for the sentry to come back.
The other three people's three flower traps just followed people and swept them away, driving them to the right. Finally, Zhou Wen and Sun Dazhu's two flower traps attacked from the back.
The Flower Machine is actually a German MP18 submachine gun. It uses 9mm pistol ammunition, with a rate of fire of 400 rounds per minute and a range of 150 meters. It is fed by 20-round straight-line magazines or 32-round snail drum magazines. The firepower is quite fierce when used in short distances. The Republic of China Army
Basically, they use straight-line 20-round magazines.
Xie Gui watched the sentinel in front of him go down a small slope, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart. He heard two gunshots, "Bang! Bang!", and the two drivers were knocked out of the car at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce rain of bullets shot out from the sorghum field on the left. In an instant, seven or eight people were killed and wounded.
Xie Gui lay on his back and walked around from the side of the car to the other side of the cart. As soon as he pulled out the shell gun, he felt a pain in his back. Then the sound of gunshots came, "We are ambushed." He lost consciousness just as he thought of this.
The battle ended in less than ten seconds. Two detective sentries who hurried back on horseback were shot just as they emerged from the top of the hillside. Gao Xiaoshan's shooting was very stable, but Ergazi missed. It was Zhou Wen who shot in time.
Knock one down.
Then everyone rushed forward quickly. Gao Xiaoshan and Zhou Wen didn't move at all. They carefully raised their guns to cover the charge of their companions in case anyone was still able to resist.
The results of the battle came out. Two rifles killed two people first. Five flower traps poured out a hundred rounds of bullets in a narrow area in less than four seconds. The bandits did not fire a single shot. It was completely one-sided.
massacre.
A total of fifteen people were killed, and two were left alive. One was seriously injured and fell into a coma, while the other only had his right arm broken but was still conscious. Zhou Wen took him to the sorghum field and interrogated him in detail.
At this time, Xu Dacheng rushed up from behind. Seeing the bloody corpses on the ground, he vomited before he could get off his horse. Several teenagers nearby also vomited.
Zhou Wen also suppressed the churning in his stomach. Although his souls were fused, his physical reaction was still that of a sixteen-year-old boy. He could only suppress it with his heart.
Xu Dacheng had vomited all the jaundice water and was gasping for air when he felt a gun was stuffed in his hand. When he looked up and saw Zhou Wen, he immediately felt a little panicked.
Sure enough, I heard Zhou Wen say: "Dacheng, there are still two survivors in the sorghum field over there. You go and deal with it, and hit the eyebrows accurately. There is no need to let them suffer anymore."
Xu Dacheng knew that this was a training exercise for him by his friend, and he also knew that he had to overcome this hurdle, but he just couldn't control his fear and nervousness. His legs were trembling, and he could barely hold the shell gun in his hand.
"Dacheng, we are not killing innocent people indiscriminately. They all have ways to kill themselves. You know that their fourth leader, Miao Xin, was a Shaolin scum. In order to steal money, he killed fifteen people, including four girls, from a wealthy family.
After being tortured and humiliated by him for a whole night, they were all killed.
We are all such bandits, do you still have to be soft-hearted? If one day they ransack your home and my home, do we still have to be soft-hearted? In this world, we must learn to kill, we must kill."
Xu Dacheng listened and gasped, but slowly tightened his grip on the shell gun in his hand, moved his footsteps slowly, and staggered into the sorghum field...
"Pah! Pah!" Two crisp gunshots echoed in the sorghum field.
Old Uncle Wu also arrived. Everyone dug a big pit next to the sorghum field and threw all the corpses into the pit. The young men all vomited while carrying them. Zhou Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and Gao Xiaoshan couldn't bear it either.
, everyone started to vomit.
Old Uncle Wu was smoking a cigarette and looked at a group of young people who were vomiting. He sighed, "These are all half-grown children aged sixteen or seventeen. They are all forced by the world."
After Zhou Wen breathed his last, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all laughed. They laughed wildly. There was the joy of succeeding in something big, the fear after a gun battle, and the joy of brothers working together to accomplish something great.
Zhou Wen said loudly: "Brother Shanzi, Dacheng, brothers, you are really great. I am proud to have brothers like you."