The bandits were actually bragging that their marksmanship was not accurate from fifty meters away, let alone a hundred meters away.
"Does anyone know him? Whose train did we block this time?"
The warlords are also divided into people. The bandits are not willing to provoke those nearby because their garrison is nearby. If they really provoke them, the bandits will not be able to deal with them.
Therefore, bandits like to come from afar. Those warlords are very cautious outside. They will admit defeat after suffering a small loss and will not fight with the bandits.
They had been eyeing the special train coming this time, it should be from Guangzhou.
The military government in Guangzhou is rich, so this car must be extremely rich, and the bandits will have a green light in their eyes.
Xi Lanting drew ghost symbols in all directions, then returned to the carriage and closed the ceiling.
Night had not yet fallen, but the bandits found that their vision was a little unclear.
They were on the mountain, high up, and the special train a mile away was clearly visible to them. Only when looking at people did they need to use telescopes.
However, they found that the special car seemed to be unable to see clearly.
"it's dark."
That's what the bandits said.
No one thought anything was wrong, it was indeed dark.
When night fell, they were well prepared. The people in the rear lit torches, and the people in front still shouted to the special train, asking them to surrender as soon as possible, and sent a few people to deliver all the guns and ammunition on the train.
As long as they are sent down, the bandits will withdraw immediately.
But no one responded to them.
No lights were turned on on the special train, and the entire railway track was extremely quiet. Occasionally, a few people on patrol walked up and down, but they had no intention of shooting.
Soon, the train door was closed again.
The second-in-command of this operation finally realized something was wrong: "Why is it foggy?"
The people around him wanted to look back at their companions, but found that it was foggy one meter away, and they could not see anything clearly. Even at night, it was not so dark in the mountains and forests.
Especially in the wild, after the eyes adapted to the light, there was no problem walking freely; and someone behind them lit a torch, which made it even brighter.
Now, the torches not far away were like will-o'-the-wisps, shrouded in the thick fog, and their shadows looked like the eyes of wild beasts, which was very scary.
There was a fierce sound, and suddenly there was a noise from deep in the forest, as if someone had fired a shot from behind.
"ah!"
Someone screamed, and the sound pierced the thick fog and came from afar. But nothing could be seen clearly, which intensified the fear of the bandits.
"Second Master, Second Master, did you hear anything?" The little bandit next to him was wandering on his legs, his face turned pale with fear.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear the breathing of a wild beast, low, like a cat in a cottage that was bullied and howled like a breath.
"Who is doing this?" The second master also heard it, and at that moment, he was knocked down heavily.
His vision went dark, and before he could raise the gun, a bloody mouth filled with fishy smell bit him in the face. His jaw, lips and nose were in severe pain, but he could not scream.
Sharp claws pressed against his neck.
"Ah, big cat, wild big cat!" the boy next to him screamed and fired hard at the beast.
The big cat he talks about is a tiger.
But the one who overwhelms the second master is actually an extremely fast cheetah.
After he fired the shot, the cheetah jumped up and disappeared behind the tree.
The gunshots in the forest were dense and messy, mixed with the roars of wild animals, the screams of people, and even the sound of cannons firing.
A little bandit stepped back and fell on something soft and cold. He turned around and looked at a big python as thick as his waist at close range.
The python opened its huge, foul-smelling mouth at him. The little bandit's vision went dark, and his young life came to an abrupt end.