Chapter 21 See the rock paintings again for 600,000
This old man is Wu Linyi, who is in two teams with me.
Is Wu Linyi dead?
No.
As if he heard the call of his old comrades, after a while of shaking, Wu Linyi opened his misty eyes, weakly looked up at us, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he burst out a sentence from his throat with difficulty:
"Go and save Captain Hong and the others..." As soon as he finished saying this, he coughed violently and his face turned purple from suppressing it. Yang Cao was so frightened that he hurriedly slapped him on the back.
After a while, he vomited twice and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
During this time, I looked around and found that around the corner of the stalagmite, there were about a dozen corpses lying down. Some were our people, and some were wearing black cotton robes with evil ghost masks on their faces. I guess they were those ghost-faced robe brothers.
members of the association.
Platoon leader Feng and his soldiers were checking the bodies lying on the ground. After a while, he came to us.
His face was livid, and he said that there was no one left alive, but that they were all dead. Hearing these words, we couldn't help but take a breath. What a fierce battle this must have been. Except for Wu Linyi, no other person could survive.
Come down. Moreover, both sides actually had no time to collect the corpses and clean the battlefield. It can be seen that the battle is still in a stalemate at this moment.
Except for some soldiers who were on guard with guns, we all gathered around Wu Linyi, wanting to know from the survivor what happened.
Before that, Huang Pengfei reluctantly took out a small white bottle from his arms, poured out two pills, handed them to Wu Linyi to take, then gave him some water to drink and patted him on the back.
Wu Linyi, who had recovered his breath, looked pale. He pointed to the lower reaches of the stream and to the west, and said, "We arrived at Wulipai and happened to run into the members of the Ghost Masked Pao Brotherhood. At that time, Captain Hong led us.
We rushed to kill many Pao brothers. They kept retreating and ran into a cave. After notifying the troops, we pursued the victory and rushed in. As a result, the road ahead was not bad, but after crossing the underground river, the opponents became more and more difficult.
The more and more powerful, all kinds of unscrupulous tricks came out one after another. We lost a lot of brothers, until here, Zhang Dayong, the eldest brother of the Ghost Masked Robe Brotherhood, appeared..."
This was the simplest battle to show weakness to the enemy, intentional versus unintentional, so our side suffered a disastrous defeat. Hong'anzhong's team was the main force, with a total of more than 20 people, while the opponent only had a dozen people. As a result, they suffered a heavy loss.
, Seven or seven hundred and eighty-eight, more than ten people died. The remaining people, led by Hong Anzhong, retreated towards the lower reaches of the stream.
The battle inside the entire cave took place twenty minutes ago.
We looked at each other in shock. No one had imagined that since the violent crackdown started in May this year, we all thought that organizations such as the Evil Spirit Cult would sneak in and spend the winter in hiding. However, we did not expect that the enemy would never die in killing us.
, actually led all of us into the jar through the sick orange incident, and prepared to use blood lessons as the most cruel revenge.
Such foresight and strategizing do not seem to have been planned by Zhang Dayong, the eldest brother of the Ghost Masked Brotherhood.
Could it be that the head marshal of the Evil Spirit Religion took action again?
I felt cold all over, and there was a huge conspiracy hanging over my head, making me breathless. Zamao Xiaodao's face was not good-looking either. He squinted his eyes and looked to the west, then raised his head with Thunder Punishment and lowered it.
Wu Linyi breathed heavily, his chest and lips were covered with blood, and he looked particularly ferocious. He recalled carefully for a while and said that it was too chaotic at the time.
They all had grimaces on their faces, so I couldn't see very carefully, but it was certain that the few remaining famous masters from the Ghost Mask Pao Brotherhood, such as Er Niangzi, Yu Qilin, and Wu Laoluan, were all here.
I don't know much about the Ghost Masked Robe Brotherhood. All I know is that they are the four giants. But Yang Cao and others have lived in the southwest for a long time. When they hear these famous names, they can't help but exclaim.
I felt a little strange and asked this second lady who she was and why her name was so strange, just like the thirteenth aunt.
Yang Cao explained to me next to him, saying that you are really right. The thirteenth aunt is Zhang Dayong's concubine, and the second lady and Cao Li are a couple who eat each other. I nodded to show that I knew, but the look in my eyes
But he drifted to the Zamao Trail, and he rolled his eyes to show his knowledge.
Huang Pengfei was worried about the two elders in Qingcheng and asked Wu Linyi if he had seen Taoist Wang and Master Xiuyun.
Wu Linyi also seemed very strange, saying that they had never seen the two elders of Qingcheng before they fought here. Then he fainted again and didn't know anything.
Things suddenly became very difficult. There was no way to retreat. There were moral constraints, and some of us here had guns. It would be outrageous to retreat like this. But if we want to move forward, in this unfamiliar cave, life has changed.
We are so fragile, if we don’t pay attention, we will be reimbursed. Those who see Marx will see Marx, and their souls will return to Youfu. The most important thing is that Brother Gui Mianpao will always be a master at playing with ghosts. He died in
In their hands, it is not as simple as death.
This choice is a difficult problem for me, and it is the same for everyone else. Even those soldiers who have just lost their robes can't help but fall silent.
During this interval, I remembered something, so I returned to the way we had just come, walked up the steps, and shined a flashlight into the darkness. I saw a lot of stones piled up about ten meters away from the door.
, some lurkers artificially blocked our retreat.
When I told this news to everyone who was hesitating, I felt panic again - there was no way out, and now it was time to close the door and beat the dog.
Platoon Leader Feng contacted the soldiers outside through the walkie-talkie, and what came from the receiver was a hissing sound. I, Zamao Xiaodao, Duoduo, the little demon Duoduo and the tiger cat came to the corner and watched.
Looking at the panic-stricken people, I couldn't help but feel anxious in my heart. I asked Mr. Tiger Cat, "Boss, what should we do now and how can we escape?"
The tiger cat shook his body and shook off a lot of dry debris and fluff. He said that this bunch of silly boys couldn't even turn their heads. If he followed the idea of Brother Ghost Mask, the final outcome would be nothing but death.
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Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said yes, then looked around, his tone became deeper, and said that Wu Linyi had a problem.
I raised my eyebrows and said, did you see it too?
Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said yes, look here, so many people are dead, and many corpses can be seen with traces of knife repairs. However, an important figure like Wu Linyi, although he was also seriously injured, but
There is no death. Just based on this, people can't help but doubt it. I'm thinking that Yang Cao and others may actually have doubts in their hearts. The reason why they didn't say it out is just because they are too familiar and have inertial thinking. But we don't
Likewise, we are not strangers in the first place, so why should we show sympathy to each other and refuse to face the reality?
The little demon snorted coldly and said that he was dissatisfied with that weird old man for a long time. Do you want me to beat him up?
I quickly stopped this hot-tempered little fox. Not all of us are brothers around here. Do we really think that the soldiers led by Platoon Leader Feng are holding fire sticks?
And while a few of us were huddled together and discussing in low voices, Wu Linyi staggered to his feet with Yang Cao's support.
He raised his hands in grief and anger and shouted loudly: "Comrades and brothers, I know that you are all afraid in your hearts, you are hesitating, and you are thinking about how to retreat to the ground. However, now we have no retreat, and we meet on a narrow road.
There is no time for vehicles, and only the brave can win the final victory! Look at the clothes on our bodies, look at the weapons in our hands, the country has supported us for so many years, isn’t it just waiting for us to kill them all and hide in the dark?
Are there enemies here to keep us safe? If you have the guts, come with me and charge forward, rescue Captain Hong, and kill him without leaving any trace behind!"
Wu Linyi's words were very provocative, and immediately aroused everyone's emotions. After shouting two rounds of slogans, they all asked to go and rescue the compatriots who were being hunted.
Seeing the large troops getting ready to pull out, Zamao Xiaodao asked me, what should I do about small poisons?
I looked at the dozen automatic weapons, smiled coldly, and said to follow him, keep an eye on him, and take action immediately if there is any movement. Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said okay. At this time, Wu Linyi covered his chest and looked towards
Here at our place, he said with a smile: "Lu Zuo, why are you guys here? Do you want to go together?"
I smiled and said of course, and asked Teacher Wu to lead the way. This time, we must rescue Boss Hong and the others from the tight siege.
Wu Linyi said okay, let's leave now.
After speaking, he, with Yang Cao's support, led everyone along the stream and walked downstream. The tiger cat standing on the shoulder of the mixed-haired path looked around and said, "I'll go check around first."
I'll come back to you later. I couldn't help but secretly curse, saying that this fat hen always escapes in time whenever something happens, and then reappears at critical moments to show its important status - what kind of mentality is this?
This time, we did not take the lead, but walked slowly with the large group, passing several stalagmites, and the creek meandered into the cave entrance.
At this time, there was a long tunnel-like cave. Judging from the shape of the rock wall, we could see traces of manual excavation. We walked for more than ten minutes, and the cave was quiet. No one or corpse was seen, but there was blood.
The fresh blood splattered on the ground or walls, which was shocking. It was this blood that made us pay attention to the rock wall.
Suddenly, my back felt numb with tension. Under the illumination of the flashlight, I saw a series of murals with mottled light and dark. The techniques on them were very familiar. Among the figures outlined by countless lines, there were countless little three-eyed figures on them.