Zhangjiu put his hand on the holster of the shell gun and stared at the sentry with a sinister look: "Brother Anxian Zhangjiu, we are really busy at the moment. If there is any offense, please forgive me."
The sentry was heartbroken when he saw that he had been cut down nine times. He tried to calm down and said, "Brother? Who is your brother? This fort is responsible for protecting the safety of the people in this area. I don't care if you cut nine or ten. Don't even think about going there if you don't pay taxes today."
The words behind the sentry seemed to be extremely harsh, but in fact they were completely stern but internal. The reconnaissance team and the autonomous army were completely incompatible with each other, but their relationship relied on each other.
"Are you really going to go against the detective team?" Zhang Jiu frowned, his face getting uglier. These bullies bully others with their power, just like a goose plucking their hair.
"Hahaha" the sentry laughed wildly and turned around nonchalantly: "Chief Xu, look, these guys are uttering arrogant words in front of our autonomous army. How about arresting them all?"
Lao Qi, who was next to Qian Jiu, lowered his voice and tried to persuade him: "This guy is weird. He seems to be targeting us deliberately. How about we take action and kill these bastards who are working for him?"
Zhang Jiu stopped Lao Qi with his eyes. After thinking for a while, he took out his ID and handed it over: "Director Xu, right? I am a member of the An County Detective Team. This is my ID. Please check it."
Mr. Xu looked at the two men whispering to each other and didn't take it seriously at all.
He took the certificate and looked at it: "Your certificate seems to be genuine, but the people from your An County Detective Team are running into Wei County's territory. Are they tired of living?"
This person showed no face at all, and directly aimed his sights behind Lao Qi.
Zai Jiuxin said that this grandson must have been eyeing the box on the back seat of the bicycle, and immediately said with a dark face: "This is a gift for the imperial army, don't be shameless."
"At least half of the people who passed this checkpoint said they were delivering goods to Taijun." Mr. Xu shook his head sarcastically: "Since you are from the detective team and you said you were delivering goods to the Imperial Army, then you You have to prove that the goods are delivered to Taijun, right? Otherwise, if everyone says they are delivering to Taijun, then where will I be collecting taxes?"
As soon as the guy on the other side said these words, Zhang Jiu almost burst out of anger with a mouthful of blood.
In order to plunder the common people, this guy must have played a lot of tricks.
He cursed in his heart: I can't swallow this breath unless I kill this bitch.
There were many people on the other side, so it was difficult to take action now. He suppressed his anger and said, "How about this? Why don't you go to the artillery tower and call Kameda Taijun from the Autonomous Army Headquarters?"
When Mr. Xu heard what Gan Jiu mentioned about Kameda Taijun, he didn't recognize him when he first came here, and he began to feel guilty.
Are these guys really delivering goods to Taijun?
During these days, many people tinker with old gadgets and give them to you in exchange for money.
So, the backs of these four guys' bicycles are probably filled with old goods dug out from some ancient tomb.
Gulu rolled his eyes, intending to get rid of these four people and take advantage of them.
But after thinking about it, I felt that it would not be worthwhile if it really happened to Taijun.
Yes, when it comes to getting rich, everyone who sees it has a share!
It just depends on whether the other party is on the right path.
Thinking of this, he immediately changed his mind: "In that case, you can go over, but it's the rules on the road."
Zhang Jiu frowned: "If you miss Taijun's important event, be careful about moving the head on your neck."
These days, most people are eager to cut ties with the Imperial Army. Seeing that this man is soaked with sweat, he says that he has friendship with Bangjun.
On the contrary, it shows that he is guilty!
Moreover, this person wants to eat alone, which is too unethical.
Mr. Xu suddenly gained confidence. First he waved his hand and raised his gun, then his tone became tougher: "Either pay the tax, or keep half of the goods."
Zhang Jiu was a bit dumbfounded. He had never encountered such a blind fool who would do anything to make money.
I really don’t know how this pig-brained person could sit in the position of commander of the turret.
From the beginning to the end, this guy's attitude was all about making money.
However, there were many people on the other side, and Zhang Jiu was wondering how to deal with it.
"You have to think carefully, otherwise I will charge you with smuggling." With the large number of people under his command, Captain Xu felt that he could defeat the four people in front of him, standing in the shadow of the turret and chattering.
This mission is urgent and very important.
Since the puppet soldiers were numerous and powerful, Cut Nine no longer hesitated and quickly took out his shell gun and fired directly at Mr. Xu.
Bang bang bang. Bang bang bang.
Three barge guns fired rapidly.
The gun tower guarded by the puppet troops seemed to have many people and many guns.
The puppet soldiers who have no faith and only want to make money have no fighting ability at all.
The first reaction of the seven puppet soldiers standing on the road with rifles was not to pull the bolt and load the bullet.
Instead, he simply abandoned his gun, turned around and ran away.
The sentry and Mr. Xu, who were standing in front of the front, did not expect that the other party would dare to fire first.
At the same time, he was shot several times and fell to the ground.
I didn't understand until my death that I was clearly outnumbered.
How dare these guys shoot?
Well, the old man in black didn't fire a gun. He abandoned his bicycle and raised his shell gun to alert the top of the turret.
Then, he spread his legs and ran towards the entrance of the ground floor of the turret.
Also a turret.
The invincible imperial army was unexpectedly surrounded by Tubal Road.
Dashi Xiong Erlang was on the second floor and didn't feel panic at all.
At present, Tubalu clearly has no choice but to lie in the green gauze tent and stare at the shells.
The green gauze tent was filled with smoke and flames, and the sudden rise in temperature caused panic to rise one after another in the green gauze tent.
Xiong Eryang was in a good mood, but he was not arrogant enough to let the imperial rifles participate in the shooting.
When he couldn't see his opponent, he loudly and continuously issued orders to keep the heavy machine guns from firing violently and to maintain fire suppression and attack.
Tubal Road was shelled, there must be wounded!
Let those injured Tubalu not get treatment and lose all the blood in their bodies!
The turret was surrounded by imperial army positions. Xiong Eryang followed the light machine gun team ordered to stay behind the firing hole in the turret and climbed to the top.
The top floor has a wide field of vision, which can better conduct fire reconnaissance and shooting at suspicious places on the edge of the green gauze tent.
The machine gun may even draw out the Tuba Road sharpshooter hiding in the green gauze tent. If the shelling just now failed to kill the opponent's sniper.
In the green gauze tent.
The two soldiers, who were choked by the heavy smoke and dizzy, tried to bandage the injured comrade next to them. As soon as they stood up, they were hit by Japanese heavy machine gun bullets.
Blood splattered from the bullet holes on his body. He didn't even scream before he was sacrificed. He fell silently under the mottled sunlight in the green gauze tent.
When the enemy cannot be seen, people's hearts will panic.
Japanese machine gun bullets roared wantonly in the green gauze tent.
There was a pile of bullet casings piled under the tripod of the heavy machine gun.
The sound of heavy machine gun fire was deafening. In the occasional gaps when the heavy machine gun was pulled back and forth, Zhang Xiaodao occasionally heard someone screaming in the green gauze tent.
He wanted to throw a grenade at the Japanese heavy machine gun.
My goal is to kill the Japanese mortars that can fire gas bombs.
But until now, no one has discovered which pit the mortar capable of firing poisonous gas bombs is hidden in.
The muzzle of the 38-meter rifle was raised a little, and it kept shooting into the green gauze in the distance.
Every time when the bullet bridge was pressed into the rifle, the muzzle of the gun was always pointed towards the dog-traitor and man next to it, intentionally or unintentionally.
The heavy machine gun continued to fire, and although the smokeless powder could not be seen clearly, the smell made him feel very uncomfortable.
The Japanese position looks tightly defended from the outside, but inside the outer defense line, there are gaps everywhere.
As long as you avoid the trajectory of the machine gun, it will be fine if you shuttle around the position.
The smell of gunpowder smoke is getting stronger and stronger.
Zhang Xiaodao's gun finally pointed its direction.
He was looking for an opportunity to kill two traitors stacked together with one shot.
(End of chapter)
