Gao Jianwu took out the box gun and turned on the safety. The gun was already filled with 10 bullets.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to be alone, Gao Jianwu has tried the system and can indeed take out redeemable items.
The quantity is free, but you cannot put it back after you take it out.
So Gao Jianwu didn't take more, so he took two 7.62 magazines, one held it, and the other filled the cannon he had already emptied.
"Xizi, Jin Shui." Gao Jianwu looked at the two smallest ones in the team, who were not much taller than Hanyang.
"Give me the gun."
"Platoon leader," Wang Xilai was a little reluctant when he saw that his gun was about to be collected.
Although there are no more bullets, there are now eight people with six guns, and some people only have a kitchen knife. This gun is as good as Wang Xilai's own life.
"Don't be reluctant, I'll return it to you later.
Take off your hat and give it to me, turn your clothes inside out and put them on again. After a while, you two enter the village and dress up like broken soldiers. You split up to scout forward. You are both locals. When you meet people, ask about the situation in the village. It is really urgent. Call out that the Japanese are coming, and then run into the mountains to find a place to hide. "
Wang Xilai reluctantly took off his gun.
Although it is a remote mountain village, it should not encounter any strong enemies.
But Gao Jianwu still had to be on guard when he thought of yesterday's encounter.
These few people really can't stand the trouble.
After saying that, he took out the hidden magazine from his arms.
"One for each person." After Gao Jianwu finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Dalei and said, "Dalei will take 5."
Zhao Dalei has the best marksmanship and the most violent attacks.
Zhao Dalei excitedly took the magazine and picked out 5 bullets with his hands and feet.
Gao Jianwu handed Wang Xilai's gun to Lu Fan. "Lao Lu, hide the pot and come back to get it later when everything is fine."
No one thought to ask Gao Jianwu where the bullets came from.
...
Wang Xilai and Yu Jinshui split up before they reached the village entrance.
The clothes were turned over, covering the 8-way epaulettes. Wang Xilai didn't need to disguise himself, just act in his true colors.
As soon as we entered the village, a thin yellow dog ran out, "woof, woof, woof".
The yellow dog avoided Wang Xilai and barked at a distance.
After a while, a child of seven or eight years old ran out.
"Rhubarb, rhubarb." The child called the dog's name and was stunned when he saw Wang Xilai.
The child was wearing patched clothes. He was obviously a little too big. His sleeves were too long. He was barefoot and looked at Wang Xilai curiously.
"Broken baby, I want to ask you something." Wang Xilai walked forward with a smile and stopped five or six steps away.
"Is there anyone carrying a gun in the village?" Wang Xilai was afraid that the children would not understand, so he gestured like a gun and made a "pop" sound to simulate shooting.
The child looked at Wang Xilai and blinked a few times, probably understanding what Wang Xilai meant.
"The gun you mentioned is owned by Mr. Zhao's family." The child said, imitating "bang" at the same time.
Wang was surprised.
Is there really a situation where the water in a village in such a deep mountain is so deep?
"How many gun-toting people are there in Mr. Zhao's family?"
"Three, four..." The child tilted his head, "Anyway, when we go out to collect grain, there are several people following us with guns on their backs. They are so fierce, and they will beat people if they can't hand over the grain. "
Wang Xilai wanted to ask something else, but suddenly a middle-aged woman ran out and said, "Damn it, don't run around, Dahuang, Dahuang is back."
He called back the child and the yellow dog.
...
Wang Xilai shook his head. He was used to it. Every time he visited a new place in the past two years, the villagers were almost like this. They were afraid and habitually hid.
It was not easy to find someone to ask, so he didn't follow up and ask.
The village was not too big, and Wang Xilai was lucky. He happened to go to the most elite part of the village. The rich man Zhao's house was not far from the village entrance, and he saw it within a few steps.
There was no need to ask. Stone walls almost 2 meters high surrounded more than a dozen houses, and a servant with a gun stood at the gate.
Wang Xilai hid and walked around, but couldn't see inside.
After looking around, Wang Xilai had an idea.
Bypassing and climbing up to a high-slope terrace next to the mountain village, one can have an unobstructed view of the Zhao family compound a hundred meters away.
There was a guard outside, and there was also a servant inside walking around with a gun on his back.
It seems that what the child said is correct, this landlord and wealthy family really has several armed servants.
After observing for a while, Mr. Zhao's maids and children all appeared in the yard, but no one else saw them.
Seeing the smoke rising from Zhao's kitchen, Wang Xilai turned around and left.
...
It was still early for Yu Jinshui to come back, but once the information the two of them had gathered together, Gao Jianwu had a good idea.
"Dalei, you and Dacheng go to the higher point of the terraces. If our guns fire, kill the servants who see them with guns!"
"The others follow me."
Since there are no puppet troops and Japanese soldiers, it is not a piece of cake to deal with the servants of a few landlords.
Gao Jianwu led his team to attack the rich man Zhao's house.
...
Seeing Gao Jianwu's group of people rushing toward him with guns drawn, the servants at the gate of the Zhao family simply couldn't muster the courage to resist.
"Boss, boss...which part do you belong to? This is the home of Chairman Zhao of the Locust Army Maintenance Association. Don't mess around." The servants who had not yet figured out the situation thought that Gao Jianwu and the others were puppet troops of the Imperial Association Army. Zhan said cautiously.
After all, this place is now the territory of the little devils, and puppet troops occasionally come to urge food and livestock on weekdays.
"Stop the gun and kill!" Gao Jianwu shouted in a low voice, "We are the 8th Route, specializing in fighting Japanese and traitors! Anyone who resists will be shot!"
Wang Xilai stepped forward and disarmed the stunned servants without saying a word. The group of people spread out and pointed their guns at the door.
"Open the door!" Gao Jianwu pointed his gun at the servant.
"Zhao Ergou...gou...open the door." The servant's legs were weak and his voice was trembling.
"Li Goudan, what's going on outside?" The people inside were not unaware of the movement outside.
The patrolling servants and the servants on rotation now all hold guns, and under the command of the furious Zhao Rich Man Bastard Box, they are already facing a formidable enemy.
"It's the bosses of No. 8. Open the door quickly." Li Goudan, the servant outside the door, glanced at Gao Jianwu, quickly looked away and replied, fearing that he would be upset if he was not satisfied with one sentence.
When the people inside heard this, they couldn't even open the door.
"For the bosses on Route 8, if you are short of money or food, I, Zhao Facai, will definitely send people to give you all. It's just that I have family members in the Zhao family compound, so it is really not convenient to entertain all the bosses."
"Listen to the people inside, open the door immediately and hand over your guns and surrender!" Gao Jianwu raised his eyebrows, "The first squad is preparing grenades, the second squad is preparing ladders to climb the wall, and the pillar machine gun team is covering! Prepare for a storm!"
Zhao Facai inside heard that there were so many people. Although he was frightened to death, he still wanted to struggle.
"Boss, boss, please don't attack."
"I'll count to ten, if you don't open the door and surrender! We'll start to attack!" Gao Jianwu remained unmoved.
"ten"
"Nine"
...
This sound of counting, like a reminder, made Zhao Facai anxious like ants on a hot pot, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
"one"
After Gao Jianwu finished counting, he raised his gun and fired a shot into the sky without hesitation!
In the distance, Zhao Dalei, who had been looking at the courtyard for a long time, understood. Choose a servant with a gun and fire!
With a "pop" sound, a servant fell to the ground and screamed miserably. A hole was punched in his shoulder and blood flowed freely.
At this moment, the courtyard fell into a brief and strange still scene, and then the sound of footsteps circling around like headless flies began to be heard.
"Boss, boss, stop fighting, we surrender, we surrender!" Zhao Facai cried out in mourning.
"Throw out the gun immediately, open the door and surrender!" Gao Jianwu struck while the iron was hot, "Otherwise we will start attacking immediately, prepare grenades!"
After speaking, he gave Wang Xilai a look, "A group of grenades are ready!"
Wang Xilai shouted loudly.
The servant outside the door opened his mouth, thinking to himself if you could show some respect for my feelings with your bluffing and backing me up a little bit.
But thinking that the money and food he robbed belonged to his employer, and his life was his own, he stood with his hands tied up very honestly, pretending not to see or hear anything.
Pretend that you are just a stupid person.
"Don't attack, we surrender, we surrender!" Gao Jianwu's words obviously frightened the people inside, and the remaining servants obeyed and started throwing their guns outside.
Zhao Facai opened the door tremblingly.
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