Because of the delay in sending telegrams and disposing of the body.

The time to go down the mountain today is later than usual.

If it had been a few days ago, no one would have noticed anything.

But after just experiencing the attack by demons and ghosts, the darkness of the sky amplified the fear in human hearts.

Don't talk about these new recruits.

Even the faces of some veterans showed a more or less panicked look.

No one knows whether those demons and ghosts that left inexplicably will suddenly appear again.

Everyone walked in a hurry and said nothing.

Wang Zhenglin commanded the team to tighten up and protect the machine gun squad and the signal corps.

At the same time, during the retreat, he kept leaving marks on the trees to make it easier to locate the next time he takes action.

Fortunately.

When they arrived at the transport truck at the foot of the mountain, no one encountered any ghosts again.

"Rumble..."

Just as the machine gun squad was carrying the stun gun to the car, suddenly, the strange noise came from the mountain again.

Thinking of Du Huaishan's analysis, Wang Zhenglin was afraid that the demons would reappear due to the movement of the strata, so he urged twice: "Quick! Move quickly!"

Listening to the anxious tone of the deputy platoon leader.

The soldiers also wanted to leave this strange place as soon as possible. Several of them hurriedly ran over to join hands and said, "Hey!"

The machine gun was loaded onto the vehicle, and the veterans quickly climbed aboard.

When the car started to drive and they looked at the dark Baiweng Mountain behind them, everyone's hearts dropped to the ground.

"Huaishan, what did Deputy Platoon Leader Wang ask you when he called you over?"

After leaving the Baiweng Mountain Pass, a recruit from the 7th Training Team couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing more than asking me to explain the situation in detail."

Du Huaishan casually found an excuse to excuse himself.

But some training soldiers don't believe it.

"Brother Hao, this guy has been called here for so long. It's definitely not just a question."

Cai Zhizhong turned his back, faced the car barrier, and whispered in Xing Zhenhao's ear: "Do you think he discovered some merit and hid it without sharing it with us?"

Xing Zhenhao hesitated for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't believe Du Huaishan's casual reason. The demon left for no reason. There was definitely a big problem behind it. What was it...

He always felt that he had heard Lin Zhaoshu talk about it in theory class, but he just couldn't remember it.

no way.

Xing Zhenhao has practiced martial arts for many years and has been hanging out in the training ground. He is no longer good at reading and writing.

As for a bastard like Cai Zhizhong, his mind was blank, "Would you like me to trick Li Mingcheng? I feel like this guy is quite stupid..."

"It's useless for you to be like this. Li Mingcheng has been following Du Huaishan, never leaving."

Just as the two of them were whispering, Guo Tingyu suddenly came up and intervened, "Don't worry, Huaishan is definitely not a person who is greedy for merit. Besides, there are strict review procedures for merit records, and relevant personnel will be questioned at that time."

Seeing this, Cai Zhizhong immediately stopped talking and looked up and down warily with his triangular eyes, "Did Du Huaishan tell you this? Who knows whether it is true or not..."

"Oh, believe it or not."

Guo Tingyu had a good impression of Xing Zhenhao, but he always disliked the follower beside him.

I really don’t understand how a straight person like Xing Zhenhao got together with such a snake-rattling person.

"you!"

"Tingyu is right. Since we are on the same team as him and the eighth team is here, we should adopt an attitude of honest cooperation."

Xing Zhenhao patted Cai Zhizhong on the shoulder and comforted his "younger brother" like an elder brother.

Although Cai Zhizhong is usually flirtatious and scheming, he is very popular with his master.

Now the Eagle Claw Fanzimen has been destroyed.

Only his two senior brothers are left. As the senior brother, he must take good care of his younger brother.

Cai Zhizhong saw that Xing Zhenhao did not speak for him, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart.

There is no way, who told him not to be good at kung fu.

Without the care of his master, he could only rely on Xing Zhenhao. Only when he was comfortable serving his senior brother could he survive in this troubled world.

But now, Xing Zhenhao is forbearing again and again, which makes Cai Zhizhong feel more and more resentment.

Du Huaishan.

Guo Tingyu.

Even Tan Hai's big teapot can step on me!

No, if I don’t say this, I, Cai Zhizhong, will never be able to raise my head again in my life!

Since Xing Zhenhao is unreliable.

It seems that I have no choice but to find someone else to help me...

Thinking of this, a person's face suddenly flashed across Cai Zhizhong's mind: Nie Renjie!

"Look, there seems to be light from the side!"

Among the recruits, someone suddenly shouted.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and the last ray of sunset left a long shadow, dyeing the entire wasteland purple.

And under this grape-colored dusk.

Everyone vaguely saw a few lights like fireflies, which seemed to be car lights!

"A convoy is approaching."

A veteran puts down his binoculars.

Normally, Wang Zhenglin wouldn't think much about it, but at this moment, his nerves suddenly became tense.

Du Huaishan also frowned and subconsciously placed his hand on the handle of the saber at his waist.

After Xu Yuan noticed this, he also turned sideways and found a flexible position.

The convoy is getting closer.

It's a black classic foreign car and two transport trucks.

Wang Zhenglin held the reins, and with a look, he asked Pei Qingfeng to ride over, and warned: "The convoy ahead, listen, we are performing military duties, please do not come close! Otherwise, we will be regarded as enemies!"

After Pei Qingfeng finished shouting, he raised his hand and asked the soldiers in the machine gun section to prepare to set up the machine guns.

This thing is not very effective against monsters, but it is an absolute weapon against humans.

"Don't shoot! We are a caravan! We were attacked by demons on the way. Come here for support! There are injured people in the car, don't shoot!"

Someone on the transport truck responded quickly.

Du Huaishan picked up the telescope and took a closer look, and saw someone covering his arm with blood pouring from his forehead.

The side of the black classic car in the center seemed to have been hit by something heavy. The entire door was dented and deformed inward, and the windows were completely shattered.

Looking at this old-fashioned transport truck, he always felt that it looked familiar. It seemed that it was one of the caravans that was at the front when it set off from Yanshun City.

At that time, he specifically asked Wu Ming, so he had an impression of the gang thugs on the transport truck.

Wang Zhenglin also recognized that they were indeed a caravan near Yanshun City. When he saw the wounded in the car, the gang's thugs also raised their weapons to indicate that they were not a threat.

But the most important thing is that there are demons attacking.

"Where is the demon attack?"

He slowed down and let the two convoys drive side by side. He stared at the direction the caravan came from and asked.

"Going back to Junye, it's near the northeast slope of Baiweng Mountain. Our master went to find the herb collector today to collect the medicine. As a result, he was attacked by a demon at the foot of the mountain."

"Several herbal collectors are dead. The master's car was hit by a slap. One of my brothers also broke a bone. I also have a broken arm. I would like to ask if there is any medicine to stop the bleeding in Junye's car. Please help me.

My brother’s miserable life!”

The speaker was a rough-faced man wearing a black shorts and a ponytail, holding his hands in the car.

As for the man next to him, his arm was bleeding seriously, as if his entire forearm had been broken, and his face was pale with pain.

Two vintage transport trucks.

One is for loading medicine and the other is for transporting people.

Du Huaishan carefully looked at the gang thugs in the car.
To be continued...