After a while, Zhou Wen and the others hid in the woods and observed the visitor. The information was correct.
Eleven cavalry came guarding a carriage. Fatty Zhao was in the middle of the team, with two cavalry in front and two behind. The others were scattered around the carriage. Typical escort formation.
After the team slowly passed by everyone, Gao Xiaoshan said to Zhou Wen: "Ten flower traps, Fatty Zhao and a short gun, and the driver has no weapons. Let's prepare."
"Wait a moment, there will still be pedestrians on the road, waiting for Dacheng's signal."
Gao Xiaoshan didn't know that Zhou Wen's communication with Xu Dacheng just now was very effective. Xu Dacheng was a simple-minded big boy. His grudges were eliminated and he quickly changed his mood.
But Zhou Wen still didn't dare to let him take part in the action. After all, it was his first time to experience combat operations. So I gave him a communicator, asked him to hide it carefully and keep it secret, and taught him how to use it. Let him undertake the investigation mission.
The six communicators Zhou Wen brought were incredible. The communication distance in the wild plains was nearly 30 kilometers. It can be fifteen kilometers in mountainous areas and five to eight kilometers in cities. Wireless headsets and intercoms can be used anywhere on the body. As soon as Fatty Zhao comes out of Lijiazhuang, Zhou Wen will know immediately.
When it was getting dark, Zhou Wen received a call from Dacheng: "Awen, they came out. They didn't bring the carriage, just twelve people on horseback, at a medium speed."
"Okay Dacheng, you hang far behind them and report the situation at any time." He greeted everyone and covered their faces with headscarves and started making various preparations.
Fatty Zhao is very happy today. In the morning, I met Zhou Jinbao, a guy who was jumping up and down in the relationship. He was scolded and humiliated by me so much that he didn't even dare to reply, so he had to go back to Xinxiang in despair and continue to eat ashes. I felt very sad.
The delivery and payment collection went smoothly in the afternoon, and I can show off my merits in front of the director. Don't be too happy in the days ahead.
After thinking about it, the group of people rushed into the forest path and looked at the sky getting dark. Fatty Zhao was about to tell everyone to slow down when he heard two screams from ahead, followed by a third, and a series of sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground.
I was startled, and just as I was about to take out my gun, I heard the rapid sound of wind in my ears, and a sharp "pop!" sound. I felt severe pain in my head. My vision went dark, and I fell off the horse without making a sound.
It was a perfect ambush. The three stumbling ropes at the front directly disabled the three guards who were rushing in front and could not control their speed. Gao Xiaoshan was responsible for knocking them out with the finishing blow.
Later, Zhou Wen stabbed and smashed three of them with a long stick and knocked over three of them in an instant. The rest were taken care of by the brothers.
The combination of tripping horses and long sticks was Zhou Wen's ambush plan, which required speed. In just a few seconds, all the guards were captured. Some people were already sobbing and crying for mercy.
Zhou Wen and the others said nothing, so they stripped off all the equipment from the guards, tied them to trees, and gagged them.
Xu Dacheng also arrived and was stunned when he saw this scene. Is this the end? Before he could recover, he was pulled aside by Zhou Wen and whispered: "Dacheng, that Fatty Zhao was the one who beat you the most viciously that day. Now you go and take revenge. Don't be soft-hearted."
Zhou Wen wanted to train his mind and let him begin to adapt to the bloody battle.
Fatty Zhao woke up, and the pain in the back of his head was as if a hand was ruthlessly tearing at his brain. But he couldn't care less. He didn't want to die. He wanted to beg for mercy but was blocked.
He watched in fear as this group of terrifying masked men were busy in silence. No one spoke, no one communicated, and no one looked at him. He felt a warm current soaking his buttocks and seeping onto his thighs. Yes, he pissed himself.
Then he raised his face full of snot and tears, and dimly saw a figure walking over. It started a little slowly, but got faster and faster, and became more and more determined. Then I saw a big foot raised in front of me, stamping it hard, once, twice...
Fatty Zhao was awakened by pain again and could no longer move his legs. I vaguely heard a voice coming from a distance: "Amitabha! Our Buddha is merciful. We are the culprits, so please forgive me." A group of people led their horses away.
"It's a Shaolin monk." Fatty Zhao fainted again when he thought of this.
The next day, at dawn, Xie Gui, the third boss of the Evil Tiger Ridge in Funiu Mountain, was in a yard in Lijiazhuang, urging his minions to organize two carriages.
This time the cottage suddenly made a fortune. The new fourth master, Miao Xin, is a Shaolin monk who committed a major crime in Baofeng County. A large family was wiped out, the man killed eleven people, the woman raped and killed four people, took the money and fled to the village.
The boss sent Xie Gui and sixteen minions to buy guns and ammunition on the black market in Lijiazhuang to expand his strength.
Seventeen people escorted the carriage out of Lijiazhuang and headed west. Two of them rode horses and walked 200 meters ahead to serve as sentinels, two drove the carriage, and the others, including Xie Guidu, walked around the carriage to protect them.
Xie Gui looked at the gloomy sky and knew it might rain. I wasn’t worried at all, the big cars were covered with tarps, and this road was old. We will rest tonight in Ertang Village, which is related to the village. Tomorrow we can go into the mountain. Once we enter the mountain, we will have brothers to pick us up.
As it approached noon, the weather became increasingly muggy and unbearable. Xie Gui opened his clothes, hoping that it would rain soon and keep himself cool.
Then he began to envy the fourth master Miao Xin, "Four ladies! From forty to twelve years old, it took a whole night. I'm afraid this monk went crazy in the temple, and this martial arts practitioner The body is just different.”
Zhou Wen was also looking forward to rain. After checking the terrain of Lijiazhuang yesterday, Zhou Wen judged that most of the bandits buying guns would go west, because the west was the shortest route into the mountains.
The personnel were divided into three groups by Zhou Wen. Old Uncle Wu drove the cart with a dozen horses tied to it and followed slowly two or three kilometers away from the bandits.
Xu Dacheng followed the bandits on horseback and kept reporting the location of the bandits.
Zhou Wen and Gao Xiaoshan led five brothers including Ergazi and Sun Dazhu to walk along the small ditch on the roadside two or three kilometers in front of the bandits.
Don't let the bandits detect any unusual signs on the road. These bandits are experienced and habitual bandits. The traces of people walking and riding horses will make them alert.
Zhou Wen looked at the sky and finally started to rain lightly. He saw a small slope in front of him. There was a sorghum field not far from the road ditch. So he discussed it with Gao Xiaoshan and took Sun Dazhu down to the sorghum field on the right. Gao Xiaoshan took him with him. Others descended into the sorghum field on the left.
The plan was to let the detective sentry go first, and after they went down the slope, Gao Xiaoshan and Ergazi shot down the two drivers with their spears, and then aimed at the top of the slope and waited for the detective sentry to come back.
The other three people's three flower traps just followed people and swept them to the right, and finally the two flower traps of Zhou Wen and Sun Dazhu attacked from the back.
The flower machine is actually a German MP18 submachine gun. It uses 9 mm pistol ammunition with a rate of fire of 400 rounds per minute and a range of 150 meters. It is fed by a 20-round straight-line magazine or a 32-round snail drum magazine. The firepower is quite fierce when used in a short distance. The Republic of China army basically used straight-line 20-round magazines.
Xie Gui watched the sentinel in front of him go down a small slope, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart. He heard two gunshots, "Bang! Bang!", and the two drivers were knocked out of the car at the same time.
Then a violent rain of bullets shot out from the sorghum field on the left. In an instant, seven or eight people were killed and injured.
Xie Gui lay on his back and walked around from the side of the car to the other side of the cart. As soon as he pulled out the shell gun, he felt a pain in his back. Then the sound of gunshots came, "We are ambushed." He lost consciousness just as he thought of this.
The battle was over in less than ten seconds. Two sentries who were riding back in a hurry were shot just as they emerged from the top of the hillside. Gao Xiaoshan's shooting skills were very stable, but Ergazi missed. Zhou Wen shot one in time.
Then everyone rushed forward quickly. Gao Xiaoshan and Zhou Wen didn't move at all. They were vigilant with their guns to cover the charge of their companions in case anyone was still able to resist.
The results of the battle came out. Two rifles killed two people first. In less than four seconds, the five flower machines poured out a hundred rounds of bullets in a narrow area. The bandits didn't fire a single shot, it was a one-sided massacre.
A total of fifteen people were killed, and two were left alive. One was seriously injured and comatose, and the other was still conscious with only a broken right arm. Zhou Wen took him to the sorghum field and interrogated him in detail.
At this time, Xu Dacheng caught up from behind. Seeing the bloody corpses on the ground, he vomited before he could get off his horse. Several teenagers nearby also vomited.
Zhou Wen also suppressed the churning in his stomach. Although his soul was fused, his physical reaction was still that of a sixteen-year-old boy, so he could only suppress it with his heart.
Xu Dacheng had vomited all the jaundice water and was gasping for air when he felt a gun was stuffed in his hand. When he looked up and saw Zhou Wen, he immediately felt a little panicked.
Sure enough, I heard Zhou Wen say: "Dacheng, there are two more alive in the sorghum field over there. You go and deal with it, hit the eyebrows accurately, there is no need to let them suffer anymore."
Xu Dacheng knew that this was a training exercise for him by his friend, and he also knew that he had to overcome this hurdle, but he just couldn't control his fear and nervousness. His legs were trembling, and he could barely hold the shell gun in his hand.
"Dacheng, we are not killing innocent people indiscriminately. They all have ways to kill themselves. You know that their fourth leader, Miao Xin, was a Shaolin scum. In order to steal money, he killed fifteen people, including four girls, from a wealthy family. After being tortured and humiliated by him for a whole night, they were all killed.
They are all such bandits, do you still want to be soft-hearted? If one day they ransack your home and my home, should we still be soft-hearted? In this world, we must learn to kill, we must kill. "
Xu Dacheng listened and gasped, but slowly tightened his grip on the shell gun in his hand, moved his steps slowly, and staggered into the sorghum field...
"Pah! Pah!" Two crisp gunshots echoed in the sorghum field.
Old Uncle Wu also arrived. Everyone dug a big pit next to the sorghum field and threw all the bodies into the pit. All the teenagers were vomiting while lifting. Zhou Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and Gao Xiaoshan couldn't bear it either, and they all started to vomit.
Old Uncle Wu smoked a cigarette and looked at a group of young people who were vomiting. He sighed, "These are all half-grown children of sixteen or seventeen years old. They are all forced by the world."
After Zhou Wentu took a breath, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all laughed. Laughed wildly. There is the joy of succeeding in something big, the fear after a gun battle, and the joy of brothers working together to accomplish something great.
Zhou Wen said loudly: "Brother Shanzi, Dacheng, brothers, you are really great. I am proud to have brothers like you."
