After hearing the reports from his subordinates last night, Feitianmao was very curious: This small Chenjiagang was actually built like a fortified city of Tietong? The subordinates of several sentry detectives have seen a lot of places. Why?

Why do they all come back empty-handed without any help?!

This early in the morning, Feitianmao urged the boys to quickly build more than a dozen ladders, and prepared thick wooden blocks, thinking about preparing to attack by force if the intimidation failed.

Feitianmao is the third boss of Yingzui Cliff. He is young, strong, and does not believe in evil. It is precisely because of this character that he was defeated in Zhangjiawa just the day before yesterday, and was bombarded by the Red Spear Club with earthen cannons, killing and wounding several of his brothers.

Today, I once again met Chen Jiagangzi who dared to resist. Unexpectedly, the last household actually had blisters. The Red Gun Club had already made him extremely unhappy. Today, he was determined to kill people, set fire to women, and rob women, so as to establish his authority. Really good

The bandits have become weaklings?!

"Go, go to the entrance of the village to offer sacrifices." He asked the dozen or so fully loaded carts to stop on the river bank, and Feitianmao rode across the frozen small glacier, leading the bandits No. 60 to 70 in formation in front of the second gate, and left.

Seeing that the second watchtower was five to six hundred meters away, he stopped his black-maned horse and asked his men to step forward and shout.

"Bang, bang--" Two men in dirty coats beat a broken gong. One of the big-mouthed bandits ran forward and started shouting a hundred meters away from the gatehouse: "The folks in Chenjiagangzi heard it clearly.

Ah, we are Xiangzi from Yingzui Cliff, and you all know the purpose of coming here today. If you are wise, send the offerings as early as possible, so as not to delay my return to the mountain."

"What is your purpose? I told you earlier that I need money and my life. If you have the ability, come and get it!" Chen Laoshan spat and raised his shotgun: "What are you doing with so many people here? We are not afraid.

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"Fellows, we are all fellow villagers from all over the country. We meet each other without looking up. Don't waste your life for a little money. Our boss is not easy to talk to. If you piss him off, I'm afraid you can't bear it!" said the big-mouthed bandit.

He has quite a lot of patience, and he actually plays the emotional card.

"Then come on, I happen to have a bad temper too!" Chen Laoshan was not polite and took aim directly with the shotgun.

"Okay, you have the guts! I won't let you cry for a while!" The two big-mouthed bandits slowly backed away, changed their faces and cursed: "Damn stinky bastards, if you dare to resist our third master, I will kill your whole family today and skin you."

Light the lamp, arrest your mother-in-law, and kill your daughter..."

"Bang -" there was a loud noise, and the sandblasting in the thick smoke hit the ground, full of steel balls and iron nails. This was Chenjiagangzi's answer.

"Come here, boys! Take out this shabby village!" Feitianmao pulled out the box cannon, weighed it in his hand, and waved it forward.

"Come on, rush into the village and grab whatever you want, and ride on the fair-haired girl as you please!" the bandits shouted and swarmed forward.

The bandits sitting on the mountain side usually rarely have such an opportunity to "unseal their swords". After all, they still point to the surrounding people to worship and support them. They are so anxious that they provoke public outrage. So today's opportunity is deeply stimulating.

The bandits were beaten, screaming strangely, and rushed up like chicken blood.

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"Steady, we're all steady, put it a hundred meters before shooting." Chen Long looked at the chaotic bandits and couldn't help showing a look of contempt: This chaos, I thought it was the era of cold weapons.

?Now that we are close, no one should leave!

"Dad, fire two shots to tease them." Chen Long waved his hand and signaled.

"Old Scar, let's fight." Chen Laoshan ordered while busy filling the iron sand.

"Bang, bang, bang--" Three or four shotgun blasts and earthen guns were fired. It sounded lively, but it couldn't hit anyone at all.

"Pap, slap, slap-, Da Da-" Some bandits began to fight back, and the smoke of the dwellings was scratching in the run.

Chen Laoshan and others did not dare to be careless and quickly ducked behind the wall to avoid the bullets.

"The first target is three people on horseback. The second target is four people holding flower traps. Take care of them and let's do whatever we want." Xiao Rong loaded the gun and aimed at the flying cat that was slowly moving forward.

"Ready -, fight!" Chen Long's sight was set on a bandit who was aiming his gun at a distance of almost a hundred meters, so he could kill him.

"Pa--" The gunshot was the signal. Following Chen Long's gunshot, the bandit fell to the ground. It seems that the level of "eating chicken" is still there. It's a good start and good luck!

"Pah, pah, pah—" "Da da da, da da da—" "Boom, boom—"

In this first actual battle, the team members worked hard.

The sound of rifles came one after another, popping beans without stopping; the machine guns and flower guns also fired at three points, and five or six grenades were swung down in the blink of an eye. Among them, the clearer sound was the unique gunfire of the Sanba Dagang.

"Bar Gou——" Xiao Rong's bullet hit the target with one shot, and it knocked away Feitianmao's box cannon. This was really not a deliberate aim, but Feitianmao was smart and suddenly felt the danger in an instant and planned to play a trick.

He was hiding in the stirrup. By chance, he escaped his head, but was shot through the wrist by Xiao Rong, causing him to fall off the horse.

The two guys next to him were not so lucky. One was shot in the head, the other was hit in the heart, and fell off the horse without saying a word.

"Okay, okay, cease fire!" Three or four rows of guns were fired, and there was not a single bandit standing at the entrance of the village. Except for seven or eight crying and rolling on the ground, the rest were all dead.

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"Hometown Protection Team, charge with me." Chen Long clicked his bayonet and led his team members out of the village gate.

On the watchtower, Chen Laoshan opened his mouth in shock and forgot to stop him: Is this a war? Those were the vicious bandits No. 50 and 60, and they were all wiped out by the gang after just one encounter? He looked at a group of people.

The body was lying on the ground, and the hands were shaking unconsciously. It’s unreal, it’s unreal!

"Dad, hurry up and arrange for people to be tied up. Keep the weapons in order." After running out of the village gate, Chen Long looked back at Chen Laoshan who was staying on the watchtower and shouted.

"Hey, hey! Let's do it now, do it right away!" Chen Laoshan also came to his senses, "Old Scar, ask all the guys to help, and bring more ropes!"

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"Daliang, you lead the first and second squads to outflank them from below. Anyone who dares to resist will be attacked! The rest, follow me!" Chen Long greeted and led the team members to rush across the frozen river, targeting the dozen or so people.

Hang a big truck.

"No one is allowed to move, no one will be killed until the gun is turned on!"

"Hand in the gun and don't kill!"

"Stop running, run and shoot again!"

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After a few gunshots, the dozen or so bandits who stayed by the cart were captured obediently. At most, only three or four of them escaped when they saw the opportunity. Naturally, all the mules and horses in the dozen carts were also captured.

, and hundreds of penned pigs and sheep were also held by the team members.

"Let's go! If you wait any longer, I'll shoot you!" Just as everyone was searching for the fish that had slipped through the net, Xiao Rong and Li Hongxia came back with Feitianmao. This kid was a thief and planned to escape along the river, but failed.

Unexpectedly, the drops of blood on the ice attracted the attention of two attentive girls. Since he fell off his horse and injured his leg, the flying cat has become a lame cat. How can he outrun the bullets of the sniper class girls? He can only be obedient.

Just capture him.

"Well done, this guy brought something good!" Chen Long stepped forward and pulled the telescope off Feitianmao's neck, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"I have been staring at him for a long time. He was able to dodge my sniper rifle. He must be a big fish." It seems that Xiao Rong is still worried about the missed shot.

Feitianmao:...This little girl has good eyesight, she was spotted! Tough luck!

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"Wow, my sons, we have won the victory, so lucky!" The cart arrived at the gate of the village. Mr. Chen held up the triangular dragon flag and greeted it with a Beijing accent. Dozens of ladies and aunts carried soup buckets and hugged each other.

The wine jars were lined up happily, and those who poured the wine poured the wine, and those who filled the soup filled the soup. Dried meat, eggs, and white flour steamed buns were all delivered to the team members. Chen Laoshan also took the young men with him.

I automatically took over and let the children eat some cushions first. After this round of fighting, everyone was running hot and sweating, and a few of them were injured, but they didn’t dare to be tired anymore!

"I... uh, I killed at least two of them!" The little leopard swallowed the boiled eggs and didn't forget to brag to the strong men.

"I'll kill at least five or six people——" Xie Daliang pushed him away.

"I'll blow up more——" This is what Xie Dazhu shouted.

"Xiaofu, where are you?" Third Master pulled Chen Xiaofu over and asked.

"I didn't see clearly, at least I hit one -" Chen Xiaofu was busy handling follow-up matters with Chen Long, and ran away with a perfunctory sentence.

"Haha, good! Good!" Third Master Chen stroked his beard very proudly and said loudly: "I suddenly got a quatrain to send to my sons."

"The battlefield was set up in front of Chenjiagang, and the bandits died amidst the sound of gunfire. Talents have been born in generations, but now it belongs to me, a young man!"

"Okay!" Many people agreed, noisily.

"In the fifteenth year of the Lunar New Year, the Lantern Festival coincides with the joy of victory. Tonight, we will kill pigs and sheep, drink wine and admire the moon, and then we will get drunk!" The old man was in high spirits and decided to have a dinner with the whole village on the spot.
Chapter completed!