The night of murder in dark moon and high winds.

There are two meanings to set fire when killing people: one is to see clearly, and the other is to destroy the master and destroy the traces.

In fact, setting fires has two other uses: diversion of tigers and out of the mountain, and looking for grass to alert the snake.

Li Laosi followed the guerrillas who were familiar with the environment in the town and entered an abandoned courtyard.

As the scattered personnel were in place, Li Laosi lit the matches again and lit the firewood piled in the abandoned yard.

Then, the two of them wandered into the darkness outside the broken courtyard without looking back.

A huge fire suddenly appeared near the backyard of the town office. I slept on the roof and immediately blew a whistle to the guards guarding Shi Jianye’s doghouse.

"It's gone..."

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen figures emerged from the courtyard of the town office and panicked and tried to rush into the next door of the group leader's house to put out the fire.

The puppet army who was coming down from the roof heard the sound of sirens coming from behind the town hall, and raised their heads to look at the raging fires reflected in the red night sky not far away.

He talked about it all over the place, but no one went to put out the fire.

Because they had no idea that the leader had built a gentle nest outside the town office.

Shi Jianye took away most of the people, and all the puppet troops who stayed in the town went to work. The puppet troops who were sleeping lazily also quickly got up and put on their clothes and pants.

The puppet soldiers responsible for the defense in the city hurriedly carried guns and gathered together, and then the officials took them to pick up pots, pans, basins, brooms, etc., and went to the town office to help to stop the fire from spreading.

The harsh police whistle outside, the noisy cough and cough sounds in the alley outside the courtyard, and the hurried footsteps, the more than 30 detained students were immediately alarmed.

They all looked up at the window and saw the fiery redness that illuminated the sky through the window.

Finally, I heard people shouting for fire everywhere. The leading company commander quickly stopped the grassroots commanders from acting rashly, got up and went to the window to see the situation.

The students who have been trained by the Red Instructor have already learned the tricks, and several people are poaching.

At this time, if the puppet troops from the Second Regiment come to check due to random movements, it is not cost-effective.

Two puppet troops standing at the door, prone to look at the sky-sky flames at the back door of the town office in the distance.

Listening to the noise coming from the fire scene and the clanging sound of the pot and basin falling to the ground, we muttered and guessed the cause of the fire.

Suddenly, I saw the platoon leader who was originally hiding in the yard diagonally opposite, and I thought I was afraid that something would happen here, so I quickly reported: "Report to the platoon leader, everyone in the house is very quiet..."

"Yes" the fake platoon spit out a word from his long nose and waved to the back: "It's so cool, bring everyone out quickly..."

Two black shadows turned from the darkness in the corner of the alley like ghosts, following directly behind the two puppet troops.

The two puppet soldiers walking in front suddenly found someone behind them. They thought that they were hiding at the farthest point, and there should be no one behind them, so they were about to look back.

He suddenly felt a coldness on his neck, which was halfway through, and something hot was rushing towards the cold place.

The cut artery was indeed spraying with moonlight at the edge of the cutter, and it seemed to be a little difficult to breathe.

I wanted to exclaim, but found severe pain coming from my throat and my body subconsciously twitched.

It seemed that a hot body was leaning against him, and he felt that his body was being supported by someone. The severe pain in his neck made his head turn to one side involuntarily.

I felt like I was being carried to the shadow of the moonlight on the side of the alley.

Only then did he see his companion who was telling dirty jokes to him just now, after the two of them leaned together, he finally understood what was going on.

He watched the two ghosts in black clothes pull off his rifle and bullet belt, and followed his brother who had just come down from the roof shortly there, as if no one was away.

Another puppet army's head turned back, looking at the dim shadow, four ghosts emerged, and followed the dog's brain to lose consciousness and fell into boundless darkness...

Only the body is still twitching...

Because the fire illuminated the sky, the alley under the moonlight was just a little dark, not a piece of darkness.

I still can't see my face clearly if I get a little further away.

The doors in some yards next to them were open because the puppet troops who were going to gather did not have the time to close the door.

The moonlight shines out from the yard and forms irregular sharp triangles at the door.

The noise in the distance made this short alley look gloomy and weird.

Looking at two figures with spears behind, the gray and black under the moonlight are no different from me.

The two puppet soldiers didn't care and asked casually: "Hey, why are you sending them to the military camp at this time?"

The two people behind were even further apart. Even though he knew there would be no answer, he still asked.

The alley is a bit gloomy, the night breeze is slightly cool, and it seems to be filled with blood.

The two black shadows behind tightened the rifle belt with one hand to prevent the rifle from colliding with the body and heard the people in front of them.

I seem too lazy to answer, maybe I am still thinking about the answer.

Every time the cloth shoes take a step forward, they will make a light sound of landing.

Occasionally, there are also sounds of kicking small stones.

The dark shadow walking in the darkness never spoke.

The pace is neither fast nor slow, and I don’t deliberately speed up my pace, but just keep moving forward.

It seems to be a ghost that emerged from the cemetery in the dark...

"Wang Sanpao, don't pretend to behave..."

"What are you pretending?" One of the two ghosts approaching spoke.

"You are not a Sanpao, nor are you a Erlaizi?"

"The blessings of the infinite Heavenly Lord..." the other party spoke.

Unfamiliar tone.

The ghost followed him and stopped and turned to the two puppet troops who were alert and nervous.

"Borrow a fire..." The other party refused to let go, and stretched out his hand to pull the rifle strap, directly reaching towards the neck of the puppet army.

Then, the left hand that had been swinging was poking out like lightning, and the bayonet pierced the thin cotton military uniform on its abdomen, pushing a pit backwards.

Skin elasticity reaches its limit.

Keep working hard on the tip of the bayonet, empty and dirty skin, and the close-up blade cuts the subcutaneous fat and cuts the abdominal muscles.

The handle of the knife is pressed down and the tip of the knife is changed to upward, pushing the heart, which is half the size of a fist, out of a distance, and then contacting the blood inside...

Another ghost hand's bayonet was stabbed straight into the spleen from half side toward the back of the puppet army, and then rotated ninety degrees with the bayonet...

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Then he used his right hand to force it and directly crushed the cartilage of the two puppet soldiers' throats one after another.

One of the voices muttered: "Hey, do you say that if you stab the 'splenish' organ, you will die if you count to fifteen?"

"That's right... it's exactly the same time you use it after fifteen sounds when you suck your belly..."

The two ghosts following up were gasping for breath and stripped off all the clothes and equipment of the puppet army.

A low voice muttered: "They must have also been the commanders who participated in the Anti-Japanese University study!"

"How do you know?" A female voice said coldly.

"Hehe, I heard that everyone from the secret service team has come this time?" The voice of laughter was still very weak.

"Shut up, can you talk nonsense about this?" the female voice warned.

Immediately afterwards.

A figure holding a machine gun began to climb up the roof, and another black shadow who was trampled on his feet grinned.

The fire in the distance seemed to show no sign of weakening.

Then, a black shadow with a braid on his head was stepped on the shadow's thigh with his left foot, and his right foot stepped on the shadow's shoulder.

First, he leaned out on the roof and stretched out his right hand to pull Chongtian Braid to the roof.

Xiaobianer immediately lay in front of the edge of the roof, inserted a long magazine into the mullet gun, and then clamped the mullet grip into the mullet slot.

He tried it on his shoulder and placed the gun in front of him.

The roof has a wider view, so it is more convenient to observe.

He reached into his backpack and took out the small oar of Browning's flower mouth that was seized from Commander Gou of the Original Water Protection Group, and pulled the sleeve bullets into the load with a thud.

Next to the braid.
Chapter completed!