The bicycle creaked, and three mule carts followed closely behind.

The mule cart that led the way was to pull goods, and the two mule carts were seated at seven, twenty, not more than no more.

Yesterday, the security army defeated the guerrillas in one fell swoop, and all the guerrillas ran eastward. The returned security army was stationed in the towns along the way.

Walking in the model security area in broad daylight, there is no need to worry about a little thief coming out to cause trouble.

No one is rich without fortune, no horse is not fat without night grass, and life in troubled times is like grass, but there are people who don’t have eyes to gain a lot of vision. Although there are robbers composed of idle gangsters, bandits, bullies, rogues, and scoundrels, who have no combat power, have no human wealth and birds die for food, and once they succeed, they can eat, drink without worrying about even turning over.

The man with a dead bird was facing the sky, and the man with a horse face showed a ferocious face, and he cheered his subordinates from time to time: "Today is the time for brothers to turn over. When they approached, I threw the grenade first, and then fired everyone..."

Although I have more or less done this in the past, this time I am targeting the Wu family's caravan. If the news leaks out, I will probably be desperate.

The robbers lying on the roadside began to feel nervous.

This time, I had an insider and I had already figured out the route and time of the cargo.

The cargo transport team that should have appeared last night did not appear until noon.

The horse-faced man was also helpless. He could no longer bear the blame in his nest. So many brothers had already arrived. If he didn't make this ticket, he would not even have food to go back, so he would starve to death here.

If you come unexpectedly, the chances of success are still very high!

I used to let the guerrillas who were ambushing twice, but the ambushing incident happened, and I followed suit.

The guerrillas are strictly controlled, so how can they be happy when they work alone? Unfortunately, the world is not peaceful. Rich families have high walls and guards. After snatching them twice, they find that they often cannot get them at all, and they lose their troops and generals, which is completely unworthy of the loss...

I really fail to be a human being, and I am so happy that I don’t even have enough food to eat!

As for this time, it was the idea that if those big players were not easy to fight, then they would rob the Tao.

Since you are going to have a disaster, then just make a big one, the kind that can be eaten for three years at a time!

As for the fact that it is not easy to run away after the robbery in broad daylight, when the brothers are about to starve to death, they can't care so much.

On the east road, several black shadows appeared vaguely, followed by three large trucks, constantly approaching.

"Brother, here we come..."

"You are just eye-catching? Don't be too fucking, hide it quickly..."

"It seems that there are troubles, there must be more than ten. Can we fight?" A terrified voice.

"You are just playing with my grenade and gun... Oh... you are a bitch... I'm going to shut up, are you deaf?"

"Let your black** be calm!" The man with horse face reminded again, his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.

The convoy was more than one mile away, and the hands of the bandits were covered in sweat.

Although I have never fought any decent battles, I am not holding a fire stick.

Perhaps because the Japanese suddenly arrived, the time wasted, and the speed of the car was not slow.

The man with a horse face trembled his fingers into the grenade to pull the fire ring.

I kept scolding the other party’s ancestors in my heart, why did I separate them so much? There were only two grenades in total. How could I explode?

The distance was less than fifty meters, and the pull ring was finally pulled off, and the fuse was squeaking.

He swung his arm and threw the grenade out.

He turned around and looked at it. The little leader under his command seemed to have not thrown it away at all. He secretly applauded in his heart. It seemed that his subordinates were planning to blow up the big cart behind him!

The plainclothes team member who was about 30 meters away was moving quickly. When he saw something was flying over with smoke, he didn't know that someone threw a grenade.

He was scared to death and fell directly into the ditch on the roadside.

The one behind who was blocked from his vision was about to sneer, and a iron-wood guy hit the bridge of his nose directly...

The handlebars were tilted and fell to the ground. Just afterwards, the smoke was right in front of him. He was so scared that his soul was so loud that he rolled and rolled towards the side of the road.

boom...

With a loud bang, the grenade of unknown origin was obviously not built in the border area and exploded into pieces.

The traitors on the three bicycles behind them just supported their feet and shrapnel hit their bodies.

"Fight..." The horse-faced man pulled out the only retort gun in the team and opened fire at the traitor who fell on the roadside.

Holding the old sleeve, the bird gun immediately emerged from the ditch and aimed at the target that was close to him.

More than a dozen archers half poked out their bodies, bent their bows into a full moon...

The three people who were drilled into the flesh by shrapnel fell down before they could even fall down, and they received a few bullets and a dozen bunches of iron sand.

The three people who fell on the roadside were even more unlucky, and they were shot on their backs and faces...

Nearly thirty meters away...there is a lot of pressure on this group of pure raiders.

Although no one was in command of the robbers who had shown their momentum, they shot their rifles and guns forward, and the feather arrows followed them and poured gunpowder into the bird gun and stuffed iron sand into the bird guns.

He screamed loudly with a big knife beside him and rushed out of the ditch and ran forward directly.

In just less than a minute, the six traitors screamed in pain...

Including those injured by grenades... it seems that one of them is not dead...

The three mule carts behind finally stopped fifty meters away and jumped six of them from each other.

Holding the rifle quickly pulls the bolt and raises the gun and shoots.

The reason why twelve people dared to attack was because this batch of goods was really important.

Four men in black who took out the mull gun pressed the head of the machine and ran forward, firing while running. At this time, they still had no choice but to worry about whether they could hit the target.

The key is that when I saw the other party, I had a picture of a refugee dressed in a miscellaneous bandit, with only a dozen rifles, and only one shell gun, and the others were big swords and bows and arrows!

Although the traitors were not strong in combat, they had to take a detour when they saw them on the plains and bully these little thieves without any pressure!

Even if there are more people on the other side than you, in front of the gun, will you be of use if you have more people?

The people hiding in the ditch also took their leave and rushed out directly.

Both sides shot at each other while getting close...

The gunshots were yelling, bullets were whistling, and flesh was squeaking.

People kept falling down by the robbers holding guns, knives and bows.

It is obvious that the traitor has the upper hand.

As the distance approached, the sound of the bowstrings kept buzzing.

A feather arrow hit a traitor in the chest.

Immediately afterwards, another feather arrow penetrated into another traitor holding a muffle gun and pressing bullets into the gun.

The horse face, hiding under a man's body, just pressed into the bullet and lifted the gun and hedged the traitor who was too close to him to hold the fire.

Although the thug gun he built in the Han factory for 16 years has long been worn out to the point of being very accurate, the distance between the two sides is only ten meters.

He fired continuously and knocked down three people with the rifle, and pointed the muzzle at the traitor who jumped into the roadside to press bullets into the mullet gun.

The last shot popped out of the borehole and successfully hit the unlucky guy...

The Big Sword Team ran the fastest, and had already rushed into the remaining traitors. The one who ran at the front raised his sword and cut off the traitor who was holding the gun.

Seeing that the situation was over, the remaining few dared to bother and turned around and ran back.

A robber panickedly and fired a shot with a bird gun...

Unfortunately, he forgot to put iron sand...

The four people left behind finally turned the mule cart that was pulling the goods.

Start to speed up slowly and run back...

A big knife stabbing... Actually, it is not a good idea. In the early spring, I was wearing very thin clothes and couldn't stab it at all. He wanted to hide if he was not dead on the ground. If he was clamped by a bone, he might have to thrust the big knife into a gap...

However, the person holding the bow and arrow came quickly, one arrow at a time, but it was also a pity that the person who was injured screamed even more terrifyingly...

People who have never been on the battlefield may have to shake their hands even if they kill a chicken. During the New Year, strong men have no choice but to kill pigs. You can't really use a knife to chop them, right?

After a while, the strange screams gradually became less and less.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, his subordinates began to pick up guns and pull ammunition, plundering the corpse. Ma Fang was so anxious that he pressed the last three bullets into the gun, shouting to his subordinates: "Go and chase the escaped mule cart quickly..."

Listening to the gunshots coming from the west, Li Xiaolian frowned slightly: "Let's hurry up and take a detour..."
Chapter completed!