"What the fuck! Firecrackers?" The old monkey picked up the remains of a firecracker, looked at it, and threw it away.

"Damn it, I heard something was wrong about the noise. It turned out to be setting off firecrackers to cover their escape, making us think someone was still shooting."

Ding San was extremely depressed. He had been hunting eagles all his life, but today his eyes were pecked by an eagle.

"You kid, you're actually confused by this little trick." The old monkey chuckled mischievously.

“Get out!

I don’t think this is simple, and when I look at these people, they don’t look like Hebrews.”

Ding San turned over a corpse with his feet.

Indeed, the appearance of this body does not look like that of a Hebrew.

At least, he doesn't have the big aquiline nose unique to the Hebrews.

"Isn't it? Just take a look and you will know." The old monkey took out his dagger and cut off the waistband of the corpse.

This guy's belt is just a strip of cloth, and it will be cut off immediately with a slight pick of the dagger.

The old monkey ordered to the soldier beside him: "Take off his pants!"

"What are you doing?" Ding San looked at the old monkey blankly. The Ming army did not have the tradition of abusing corpses.

The main reason is that no one has the time to spare. If you have time to lie down and rest, it would be more comfortable than tossing those bloody corpses.

"The Moscow teaching class learned that every Hebrew must be circumcised when he joins the religion.

Just take off your pants and take a look and you’ll know!”

"Circumcision?" Ding San looked at the old monkey in confusion.

"It's just their religious stuff, but I don't understand it anyway. I'm not religious!"

"What if he doesn't believe in religion either?"

"That's impossible. All Hebrews believe in religion. If they don't believe in religion, then they are not called Hebrews."

"I'm going to rub it, is there such a thing?" Ding San, who had never believed in anything since he was a child and even went to the temple to steal sesame oil money, found it incredible.

The corpse's pants had been taken off, and the old monkey kicked the corpse and turned it over.

I picked up a branch and took a look at the work!

"Contrary to what the training class said, this guy is not circumcised.

Go see the others!”

He threw away the branch and turned to another corpse not far away.

This guy was the one whose head was shot by Ding San. Although his face could no longer be seen clearly, his body was intact.

I took off my trousers and checked, and I still found that he was not a Hebrew.

In this way, after examining the dozens of corpses, none of them were Hebrews.

"I think the faces of these people look more like Ukrainians." Ding San said thoughtfully.

"You know."

"They are just like the Ukrainians we usually see. They all have yellow hair. Look at this tattoo. I have seen it on several Ukrainians.

It’s about their heroes, and this alphabet, look at it, it’s different from the Hebrew ones.”

Ding San pointed to a corpse on the ground.

"Don't tell me, it's really different." The old monkey nodded.

"That means we were attacked by a group of Ukrainians, and a group of armed Ukrainians."

"This gun is of Hebrew standard, and so is Maxim.

The same bullet bag is used!”

"That means that the Hebrews brought the weapons but not the people."

"Maybe a few people came over and they are the commanders."

"Then they organized and networked a group of Ukrainians."

"Ukrainians are short of food and clothing. If they are given some food, they will follow."

"If they rob our convoy...!"

As soon as the two people analyzed it, everyone's eyes widened.

You know, this place is the land of Ukrainians. Ukrainians are everywhere and it is impossible to guard against them.

If you go out at night to check for a sentry, grab a transport team or something, then you won't have to spend your days.

"Besides, some of them can speak Ming dialect, at least one of them."

"Damn it, I need to explain this to the group clearly."

"The observation post on the mountain has a phone."

When the old monkey went back to make a call, it was obviously too late.

Cao Bianjiao looked at the smoking tractor and the Ming army corpses scattered on the ground.

His head is going to smoke too!

The corpses of the Ming army were all stripped naked, and not even a pair of underwear was left.

Naturally, everything on the tractor was also taken away.

Except for some chicken feathers left on the ground, there was nothing left.

It's quite elegant, and I still have a few hairs left.

"Report to the division commander, this transportation team is to deliver supplies to the front line.

There are a total of fifty pigs, more than three hundred chickens, two hundred boxes of cans, and other daily necessities.

There was a company responsible for the escort, and all of them were killed.

All the weapons were also taken away."

The officer in charge of the inspection was obviously very angry.

The word revenge was written all over the young face.

"What a clumsy Ukrainian!" Cao Bianjiao looked at the footprints left by his big feet.

Ukrainians don't know how to drive tractors, and it's impossible for them to drive tractors.

Although the road condition in Ukraine is very poor, it is even worse when you leave the road.

It is impossible for Ukrainians to take the highway, because there are Ming army checkpoints all over the place, and there are troops stationed on both sides of the road from time to time.

If you see a group of Ukrainians escorting supplies, they will definitely be intercepted.

"Find them, catch them, kill them!" Cao Bianjiao was so angry that his head was smoking, and he gave the order to his subordinates.

"No!" The young officer, with an angry expression on his face, began to summon his men.

"You, come here!" The troops were still gathering, and a voice suddenly came over.

The young officer took one look and quickly stood at attention and saluted.

The arrogant Cao Bianjiao next to him also jumped out of the tank and saluted the guy.

"Asshole, this is a war zone. Do you want local snipers to know how big my officer is?" Mr. Ao shouted angrily.

The two people quickly put down their hands.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I will take care of it!"

"But... Commander, these are our brothers. They died so tragically, and we want to avenge them."

The young officer did not dare to speak, but Cao Bianjiao dared to argue.

"They will die, and their death will be ugly, but we can't do it.

Go and do what you should be busy with!" Mr. Ao scolded Cao Bianjiao with a tigerish face.

If his uncle hadn't been Cao Wenzhao, Master Ao would have slapped him away with his big ear scraper.

"Promise!" Although he wanted to kill those bastards with his own hands, Cao Bianjiao still agreed.

The military regulations of the Ming Dynasty were very strict, and even though he was Cao Bianjiao's nephew, he did not receive much preferential treatment.

"Gregory, did you see that?

The commander-in-chief did not send you to Mosul, but promised you to stay, just to let you do these things.

Valley

Go ahead and take your men to find those bastards.

I don't want this to happen again.

If something like this happens again, Ming Dynasty will have to mobilize regular troops to deal with such things.
To be continued...