Menger looked at the finger carefully and said, "This is a woman's tail finger. It took less than two hours to cut it off. It is possible that the skin color of this finger is white."

Lei Zhenyun didn't have as extensive knowledge as Menger. He only needed to know that this Indian cut someone else's fingers for a golden ring.

At this moment, Lei Zhenyun no longer sympathized with the drunkard in front of him. He went over and opened his throat with a bayonet, then shook the blood from the bayonet and walked towards the next Indian.

Menger was not scared by Lei Zhenyun's actions because he often did such a job, and he was much more meticulous than Lei Zhenyun. In his opinion, Lei Zhenyun was considered a good deed. If it were him, he would pluck the Indian skin inch by inch, and then cut off all his muscle fibers bit by bit to test how tough the Indian muscles are.

He just killed the Indian man, and the remaining twenty-nine Lei Zhenyun did not kill him again. He was not a lunatic, so he could not make such a desperate move when he only guessed the inferences. However, this had already angered him a little, so he didn't want to hide. He had to go down the mountain to see him no matter what, so he had to rest assured.

The result of Lei Zhenyun's rapid movement was that he quickly reached the periphery of this small town on the island and left Menger without a trace. When he reached the periphery, he found that many people were shouting loudly and desperately escaping into the mountains. Many people were covered in blood. At first glance, they were beaten and treated as if they had become like this.

The gunshots in the town were heard, but when he heard the gunshot, he found that it was all sounds that could only be fired at the sky. He felt a little strange. Are you shooting at the sky so densely? Is it a demonstration?

Before he could guess what was to shoot the guns into the sky, he found that suddenly more than a dozen Indians rushed out of the town and chased the escaped people. These people all cried desperately, but many of them were injured, and many old people and children could not escape at all. These Indians all laughed unscrupulously. They probably drank alcohol and were tired of chasing them. They only chased behind for a while, and then they took guns and began to shoot at the escaped people.

Lei Zhenyun was stunned immediately because he found that the shooting accuracy of these Indians was too poor, and almost no one was hit after the random guns. However, the chain reaction after their shooting made Lei Zhenyun grit his teeth in anger. When hundreds of people heard the gunshot, they immediately began to flee in all directions, hitting people and stepping on people. Soon, dozens of old and weak people fell to the ground and wailed constantly.

Until the group of people fell down, more than a dozen Indians walked over and searched for those people. If anyone dared to resist, these people would be bayonets when they went up.

Lei Zhenyun was so angry that his whole body was trembling a little because when he saw this situation, he remembered the Chinese people who were tragically poisoned by the Japanese in China. However, the Japanese had good shooting skills, unlike these Indians who only had a two-percent hit rate.

What should I do? Should I kill these dozen Indians? Now my location is too far away from them. He has never used this mp40 before. Now, if I fight, it is not only a loss, but also too dangerous. Lei Zhenyun has a very deep impression of stupid people like Indians. It is better to be fooled than to fight. Although the Japanese have accurate shooting skills, they can also predict their ballistics. Only such a singer who does not know where the bullets will go after the gunshot are truly unpredictable.

It is more unfair to die in the hands of such people than to die in the hands of the Japanese. No, you can't fight them like this. They have been broadcasting all the time, so you can go to the radio station yourself. Only by catching the person who leads them can you force him to order these bastards to stop.

The area of ​​this island is too small, and half of it is located on the uninhabited hillside, so you can find the location of their radio station by just a walk around. The location of the radio station must be very obvious. The high-mounted antenna is the signpost to guide you, just be careful of other Indian drunkards on the road.

These Indian Independence Army had no combat experience and robbed them so much that they forgot everything, so even if they saw Lei Zhenyun on the street, they didn't have time to pay attention to him. Lei Zhenyun walked around the outside of the town for a half circle, found a house and climbed to the top, and saw several thick antennas high up in the radio station, as well as several large basins next to the antenna.

It must be there. Lei Zhenyun looked at the road carefully again. When he was about to go down, he suddenly saw Menger carrying a rifle and holding a 38-large hood in his hand. A gust of wind rushed into the town, rushed to the front of several Indians, and a gun was on his face.

The Indians were drinking their eyes wide open. After the beaten one fell to the ground without a sound, the others thought he had drunk. Just as they were about to laugh at him, Menger's bayonet came over again.

Although Mengale could not fight and was timid, he was also a cruel man. After hitting an Indian, he immediately attacked several other Indians. The Japanese bayonet was sharp and light, and Mengale was young and strong and flexible, so after a few thorns, he smashed all these Indians to the ground.

Several Indians stopped moving after falling to the ground. They were the only one who was hit by the butt just now. They were about to get up from the ground with their heads in their arms, but Menger was hit to the ground with the butt.

Menger was hitting and kicking, as if he was interrogating the Indian. Lei Zhenyun lay on the roof for a while, and now he felt that Menger was not theirs, otherwise it would be impossible to kill him as soon as he got up. Seeing Menger kicking the Indian man a few more times, then holding a gun and escorting him to the radio station, Lei Zhenyun followed Menger quietly, and then looked at him again, thinking about it, if he wanted to completely eliminate whether this was a bitter plan, it was still not time to ignite the fire.

Menger came to find Lei Zhenyun. Now he is really anxious. If Lei Zhenyun makes a mistake, the least consequence of him will be a death penalty. Instead of dying with humiliation and implicating his family, it is better to fight with the Indians here.

Lei Zhenyun had disappeared. According to Mengal's calculations, he should have been caught by the Indians now.

After thinking about it, it seemed that this only guess was true, so Menger went back and carried a gun, took a few Japanese grenades and a hundred bullets and got on the way.
Chapter completed!