Chapter 399

"I'm sure! ~ Hundreds of people have been pulled out." Heilang nodded in the confirmed location. As a preliminary lurking personnel in the 12th District Base Area, he had long been familiar with the situation of the entire base area by pretending to be a fake identity of a small vendor and other fake identities.

The sea-sweeping Yasha Mo Wudi shook the two three-strand steel forks in his hand, played a cold and fancy style, and said impatiently: "The main forces of the Eighth Route Army have left, and there is only an empty camp left. What's the point of coming? It's better to find a village to kill them all. Humph, this will definitely make the Eighth Route Army scolded by the people as incompetent."

"Shallow!~" Standing by the door, Mr. Chen retracted his gaze and couldn't help but rebuke, "This camp is the home of the 12th District Team. If you take a heart out of your heart, it will make the Eighth Route Army feel heartbroken than if you remember it in other places. Haven't you seen that there are no fewer militias in other villages?! If it weren't for the Japanese's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, it would be safe and easy to act. Killing a left-behind Eighth Route Army is enough to kill ten mud-legged poles. Where can I find this once-in-a-lifetime weakness! A fool would touch the stone."

The anti-terrorism training at the Ma Huitou base has begun to show results. The militia returning to various villages quickly mobilized local surveillance activities for unknown and suspicious personnel. The spies and traitors are no longer as easy to move around to find out information as before. Compared with the scum of martial arts practitioners, they also feel that it is difficult to move forward. No matter how powerful the martial arts are, they cannot withstand the guns. The militia rushes up with more than a dozen guns, even if they are very skilled, they cannot withstand it. In the days when the base of the 12th District Team was wandering, there were two unlucky people in this group of people with slow legs. They were shot into honeycombs by the militia. They would hold fire when they saw people and would not give them a chance to get close. No matter how high the martial arts are, they would have to be beaten to the side. If they couldn't get up, they would be in vain.

"Yes, yes! You are the leader, everything is yours. I just want to work and share money. I won't say it's okay." Mo Wudi, who was a little scared of Mr. Chen, stopped wisely and did not dare to argue. Although this old man named Chen looked like an old farmer, his iron sand palms were not for nothing. The scoop rod with fine steel in his hand made of copper mouths has become a famous weapon. Although he is an old man, he is also even older. Not only is his martial arts skills excellent, he is also very scheming, so this group of people is the main player Chen as the leader.

Seeing Mo Wudi's voice depressed, Old Chen withdrew his eyes: "This vote must be completely killed, and I will kill him. Let the 12th District Team cry."

"Look at those young nurses with tender skin. I haven't smelled feminine for a long time. Why don't we guys have fun first?" A man in the hall showed a lewd smile on his face.

"Hehe!" The same expression appeared on the faces of several men in the room.

The male and female hostess of this room looked at each other and trembled all over. This group of people was extremely vicious, and it was unforgivable to attack the 12th District Team Camp.

As if you felt the eyes of the owner of the house who was tied up in the house, a man holding a ghost-headed knife kicked the hostess hard and cursed: "Damn it, yellow-faced woman, do you want me to get into you?! Only you can be like this, ghosts will like you. Your man is just a waste, you deserve a beating, and your bones are itchy!" When he thought of the female health workers, he felt that he was full of fire, and the village woman under his feet looked down on him at all.

"Don't miss things, just do whatever you want. When it's time to withdraw, you have to leave for me." Old Chen smiled. He said that the emperor is not a hungry soldier. As long as he doesn't delay his actions, he can also agree with the idea of ​​these guys who are crazy about the sperm.

"Hey, I really don't know where the little girls found from the Eighth Route Army. I was also a little moved by seeing it." Mo Wudi touched the beard on his chin, and his face was lewd and thinking about the ghost idea that only he knew.

At the end of October, the people of Shijing Town, who had been busy during the farming period, did not become leisurely after the harvest season. The handicraft club guided by the 12th District Team carried out various economic activities. Most townsmen participated in various production activities in various production workshops. When these people in the martial arts world touched the 12th District Team, they were not discovered by the villagers.

There is an empty area between the camp and the villagers' residences, which not only ensures safety, but also avoids the involvement of villagers when the enemy attacks. Because there are no people and animals nearby, people's hearing is more sensitive due to the quiet environment. The sentry at the entrance of the camp suddenly turned around and pointed at a black shadow quietly touched, shouting: "Who is it?!"

When seeing the weapons in the opponent's hands, the sentry pulled the trigger without hesitation. The 12th District Team experienced various life-and-death tests. Almost every soldier would not hesitate at all when facing the enemy. This is how war is life-and-death.

The black shadow screamed strangely and rolled to the side. The long sword in his hand saved his life. The bullet hit the sword spine, which not only broke the sword body, but also made a jumping at the same time without hitting him.

The sentry's eyes also found dozens of figures who were quickly approaching. He did not panic, but continued to push the bullets and quickly retreated into the camp, and fired at the same time.

"Run in and let go of your hands and kill!" Mr. Chen rushed forward with a big smoke pot, not caring about the sentry at all. Naturally, there are people under his command to deal with this kind of small hairy fish.

"Brothers, rush!" Black Wolf rushed into the camp with his sabre, looking for all the figures of activities.

Except for the first person who touched the sentry exposed, the others were still lingering the sentry, screaming and desperately heading into the camp, intending to occupy the camp before the left-behind soldiers in the camp responded. Everyone was excited and their eyes were shining. This kind of opportunity for an empty camp is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Several people in the martial arts world did not follow him and rushed into the camp, but instead rushed to the health center next to the camp with a lewd smile. The female health workers who seemed to be frightened let out screams and pulled the wounded and sick in panic, trying to return to the room. However, the woman's screams even more stimulating the people in the martial arts world who were blinded by lust. Their feet were faster and faster, and the evil expression on their faces seemed to have fantasized about pressing on those soft and white bodies.

The school grounds in the camp were usually filled with soldiers who were training intensely, but because Wang Bao took away the combat troops, it seemed extremely empty.

"No one?!" A group of people kicked open the door like a devil entering the village, but found nothing.

"Ah!~" Not long after Mr. Chen and Heilang dispersed and broke into the houses, they heard a shrill scream.

Old Chen rushed out of the house with a reflexive weapon. A nearby man holding a six-edged copper stick was stuck in a small pit that suddenly appeared on the gravel path. The blood spurted out of the pit and the man's howling were obviously an extremely vicious trap.

The man in the world did not wail for long, his face gradually turned black, he fell softly to the ground and rolled his eyes, and the trap was poisoned.

Boom!~The deafening explosion almost scared the people in the world to jump out of the house.

Yu Yan was still burning at the door of a house. A man from the martial arts world didn't even have time to scream. He was so violent that he was blown up by a ball of fire. He was broken into pieces of corpses that were soaring into the air. The blood mist slowly spread, and the fine flesh and blood fell like rain.

"What, what's going on?" Mo Wudi felt a chill in his heart, his face became cold, and several drops of red blood in the air touched his face.

The sudden blow has stunned this group of people in the martial arts world! ~

"It's a landmine!" Black Wolf's voice trembled. The 12th District Team actually buried landmines in its own camp. It was obvious that they had expected their arrival, and this was a trap.

"Black Wolf!~ You bastard!" Old Chen was furious and angry that he was betrayed. This was actually a trap. The 12th District Team did not forget to imprison them even though he was driving the main force.

"No, I, I didn't..." Heilang didn't know how to explain, but he could no longer explain. His voice stopped completely, and a trembling crossbow arrow was inserted into his neck.

By the wall and by the path, the originally flat land suddenly flipped, and more than a dozen people in camouflage jumped out. At the same time, dozens of people holding rifles and crossbows appeared on the roof that flipped open.

In the health center, the people in the martial arts world who wanted to taste the beauty had not yet reached the scene, they saw the handsome young nurses suddenly pulled out their shell guns and pointed them at them, slapping them! ~ They actually shot a rain of bullets and swept them, causing these people in the martial arts world to be beaten into honeycombs before Lai Fox could eat the swan meat.

The nurses of the Eighth Route Army are also soldiers!

The 12th District Team Camp heard a lot of gunfire. The people who broke into the camp wanted to kill were twitching and twitching to the ground in the violent rain of bullets, or were shattered by the shock waves of grenade mines.

This group of people in the world forgot that the place they fought against was an army. If they really talked about killing, how could they be more professional than the army?

"The man surnamed Li is a kind of practice with me alone. Don't bully the fewer people." Old Chen looked at the gangsters who followed him with heartache and fell one by one in the rain of bullets. The martial arts that he had practiced for decades were useless. He even had the hidden weapon he threw out was shocked by the grenade airflow to somewhere.

The grenades were thrown over as if they were not worth the money, and the 12th District Team completely spent a lot of money.

"Old ghost! Do you think others are just as stupid as you, go to hell and cry to the King of Hell, hahaha!" Li Wei stood on the commanding heights of the roof, holding a light machine gun, venting the bullets of warm welcome to the uninvited guests. The fighting spikes that he used to be used were stably inserted into the sheath behind him. He was a warrior and a company commander-level officer. Let personal heroism go to the hell!
Chapter completed!