under fire

Chapter 319 Tracking
In the afternoon, the scorching sun was like a fire.

Occasionally, villagers picked up baskets and carried baskets, and passed the checkpoint next to the blockhouse intermittently.

A temporary awning was set up at the checkpoint, and a few logs stood on the ground. The black-clothed detectives performed the inspection task, leaving a gap between the two rows of horse-repelling barbed wire.

The members of the detective team next to them looked at the ordinary people who came over one by one, and they were not embarrassed by pushing and shoving these ragged poor ghosts to check and search them.

Until a peddler carrying a burden came from a distance, followed by two young people in the distance.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

One was carrying a small department store with needles and threads, and his little gown was covered in sweat. He hurriedly stopped behind the horse and said, "Boss, pass by, pass by."

"You think I'm blind and don't know you're passing by? Let me ask you, where's the certificate of good citizenship?"

"Yes, yes." After speaking, he quickly took out a piece of yellow and black cardboard from his pocket and handed it to the man in black.

"Are you going to deliver something to Balu?"

"Ah, Boss... Look at me, I only have this little stuff, and I think it will be gone in Fallen Leaf Village. How can I do that?"

"Good citizenship certificate! Pay taxes, two cents."

The peddler hurriedly took out his certificate of good citizenship, touched the money,
The detective team member who received the money grinned, briefly flipped through the goods, took two useful things, and waved him over.

The salesman quickly pulled a strong middle-aged man behind him: "Boss, we are together!"

"Are you two of these broken things?"

"No, it's poor here, and the villagers have no money. When we come back, we have to pick mountain goods together!"

"Is that so? Come back and bring some good things, remember, and go this way, otherwise, don't even think about going there next time!"

The short middle-aged man was a little surprised, is that all right?The investigative team member who received the money let him go without checking the good citizen's certificate?
The two walked far west, and the shopkeeper said with a smile: "All right? Your Excellency, as I said earlier, the blockade ditch is useless. I have to suggest to you that inspections must be strengthened."

"These bastards, look west and let's go."

Not far behind the two, two other young and strong men came to the checkpoint with their jackets shaking and flat round holsters hanging around their waists.

A member of the investigation team subconsciously pulled out the shelling gun with a clatter, and the muzzle of the gun trembled nervously, until someone took out a document and waved it in front of the traitor, mixed with a half-baked voice: "Open the way!"

The traitor was a little dazed and subconsciously bent over.

The two stared sharply at the Bai detective team in front of them. Zai Han walked directly into the gun tower, and the devil instructor who was sitting on the back of the gun tower stood up vigilantly.

After muttering for a while, the two turned and left to the west. The devil instructor turned and entered the gun tower, kicking up the sleeping police investigation team member from another shift.

After a while, a squad of security forces, two black-clothed detectives with their bodies all over their bodies, trotted all the way, sparsely following the direction of the two young men who had gone far away.

The roadside at the checkpoint was crowded with ordinary people, their faces were gloomy, and they watched this scene with fear and apprehension.

Until the team walked away and the checkpoint was released again, no one complained.

A woman in black with a slightly bulging chest was carrying a basket. Following the crowd, the detective team looked at this ugly woman and casually searched through the basket she was carrying. Just a few pieces of clothing, they waved their hands and immediately let them go.

After successfully passing the checkpoint next to the blockhouse, the woman quickly walked out of the suspension bridge until she was far away from the blockhouse, and looked around.

He walked quickly to a tree not far from the road, dug open the ground, and revealed an oiled paper bag.

Opening the paper bag, it contained a pistol, a spare magazine, a small bag of bullets, and a dagger. She put the things into the basket one by one, then pulled the clothes in the basket to cover it, and then restored the ground to its original state.

He got up and chased after the westward team.

The team in front was moving forward under the setting sun, but unexpectedly, there was still a tail hanging behind them, and they continued to move forward indifferently.

Until it was getting dark and under the moonlight, the team in front entered a deserted village.

The follower hid in the darkness under the moonlight in the distance, carefully watched and analyzed, without waiting any longer, circled around and disappeared into the village.

If you wait any longer, those traitors will definitely set up secret sentries in the village, and it will take a lot of trouble to get in at that time.

Hidden in the dark to observe the busy work of those security forces.

Because it was necessary to determine where the two leading men would live, the woman in black stuck to the corner of the wall like a ghost.

After a full hour, the village began to calm down again.

The figure hid in a dark place where the moonlight could not reach, took off his clothes, quickly changed into the black tights in the basket, put the pistol in his waist, and took out a short dagger from the middle of the basket in a leisurely manner, packed it away Basket, hidden in the corner.

Slowly moving towards the darkness, a flash of moonlight appeared not far from the house where the salesman slept.

The village was quiet, a few security forces who had been sleeping during the day because of the hot weather were chatting and laughing with the detectives in black in the moonlight.

"What do they come from?"

"I don't know, the instructors at the foot of the mountain are all respectful to them, they must have a lot of background, the eighth floor is the imperial army!"

"The one next to the shopkeeper is the head of the imperial army!" Another security guard said after thinking about it.

"That's right, those two young men are probably just bodyguards! What are they doing here?"

The muttering sound came into the woman's ears, and she was speechless. It really was the devil's makeup.

But with a dozen traitors of the security forces, what is this for?It seems that this person's identity is definitely not simple. Right now, he is obviously a big fish.

This made the contempt in her heart heavy. Since she was an important figure in the devil, the skills of the two people following her were definitely not bad. More importantly, she was only alone. It was too difficult to do this well.

Feeling that it was not difficult to kill the leader of the devils, the difficulty was how to escape afterwards. She retreated slowly in the shadow of the house, pulled the shell gun, and disappeared into the darkness under the moonlight.

After a while, I almost figured out everyone's approximate location, and saw her figure appearing silently behind the yard where the devils were resting.

A candle was lit in the room, and several voices were speaking birdsong one by one. She couldn't understand. What cared about was the briefcase that the devil was carrying with him. Obviously, the devil was empty-handed when passing the checkpoint, so, sure Hidden in the burden of the shopkeeper.

The devil crossed the blockade without revealing his identity, so there must be something wrong.

The voices of the security forces in the front yard more than ten meters away were inaudible.

She continued to move along the side of the yard along the wall, found a blind spot where people in the house could see, and flew up to the wall.

He fell silently into the yard, walked a few steps quickly, and reached the side wall of the house, leaned back little by little like a timid rabbit, with the dagger under his body.

He pricked up his ears again, and climbed up to the roof under the cover of the voices of the people in the house.

(End of this chapter)