under fire

Chapter 852 The scout must have acting skills
These days, there were very few people who could still do business. He wanted to make new friends, so Wu Zhongchang hurriedly greeted several other gamblers, and led the two scouts directly to the roof.

The security forces on the roof didn't care at all: "Wu Zhongchang, I guess he can make a lot of money this time."

"This guy doesn't abide by the regiment leader's rules. He earns money by secretly selling opium and raising prostitutes. Hehe, it's no wonder that the regiment leader doesn't skin him when he catches him someday."

"Don't dare to talk nonsense. By tomorrow night, the money in his pocket...isn't it just my brother's money?"

"Hahaha... that is, even if something happens to him one day, it has nothing to do with us"

The people next to him immediately nodded their heads in agreement.

A black figure suddenly yelled: "No, I remembered, just now we were busy going out to check the situation, those two guys seem to have won a lot of money from our brother!"

The scene was immediately quiet, and another black shadow was a little puzzled: "I noticed it too, damn it, where did these two babies come from? How can they win money from brothers?"

"Could he be with Wu Zhongchang?"

"No, I noticed it earlier, it's just that there is something wrong with the way they bet."

"What's the problem? We've been on the bank! What tricks can he play?"

"When I went to the mountains to collect goods in the early years, I once met a master at the foot of the mountain."

The person next to him immediately interrupted the storyteller: "Hahaha, why don't you say that you met an old man with a white beard and white eyebrows?"

Another continued: "I think he probably met a white snake spirit."

Another person joined the topic with a serious voice: "It's not a white snake spirit."

Immediately someone next to him made a joke: "What is that?"

"It's a white fox! I just don't know if it's a male or a female." The guy who was originally serious, laughed himself after saying this.

"Hahaha" everyone burst into laughter.

One was out of breath laughing: "Mr. Fox, how did you get on? Tell me quickly."

"Get out, that guy opened a casino..."

Wu Zhongchang led two scouts, and under the faint moonlight, they went down to the courtyard from the darkness of the roof, and did not forget to yell at the window of the wing room: "Master Zeng, hurry up and pee."

Immediately there was a scolding voice in the room: "Wu Zhongchang, you short-lived ghost, you ran into my courtyard in the middle of the night and yelled, be careful that I will spread your shitty stories to the whole town!"

The three of them left the yard and went directly to the street.

The location of the yard is close to the south gate. At this time, the broken gate on the south side of the town is closed.

The ones on duty at night were the old and weak security forces who stayed in the town. After Wu Zhongchang said hello to that standing in the simple sentry shed on the top of the opposite building, the three of them walked north along the narrow street.

Not far away, the three of them turned into a small alley.

Outside the south gate.

The two black figures ran out of breath, their dull footsteps were chaotic under the moonlight, and they quickly passed through the houses outside the town.

When approaching the south gate of the town, a black figure yelled loudly: "It's not good, open the door quickly. The fourth brother was ambushed by the guerrillas."

Hearing the thoughtless calls of a familiar voice, the security guards guarding the south gate immediately became tense, and a person on the roof asked, "Hey, let me tell you what's going on?"

The voice outside the gate panicked: "I'm going to open your mother's door quickly. The fourth brother is surrounded by guerrillas! We have to go to the town office and call the county for help!"

The phone calls in the small town can't go directly to Baliying, they have to be manually transferred in the county!

The two scouts who had just turned out of the alley, stuck to the entrance of the alley just in time to hear the yelling of the security forces coming back from the gate, immediately became nervous.

The old scout pulled back the one who was looking out with the probe: "It's broken, according to Company Commander Li's previous deployment, it should not have arranged for someone to destroy the town's telephone line!"

Holding the shell gun that he just got in his hand, he was happily replying: "Then if we take a detour to destroy the telephone line now, it should be too late."

"Do you know where the phone line is?"

"Isn't there a telegraph pole outside the town hall?"

"I seem to see another one to the north!"

"what is it now?"

"let me see"

"Why don't we go back and report first?"

"Don't interrupt, now I can only report a letter to the camp when I go back, it's useless!"

"Just now. I saw a lot of people running out of the town hall on the roof of another courtyard in the south. Isn't the town hall empty? Why don't we go in and have a look?"

"Eh, such a good idea, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Hey, whether it's a good idea or not, it depends on how many people there are in the town hall."

"Damn it, it looks like we're going to have to fight this time. We've got it! Since he wants to call for help, he has to explain the situation in person. Let's go directly to the town office behind the guy who reported that he wanted to call for help. Steal the phone in the town!"

"That's a good idea."

Amidst the creaking sound, the south gate of the town was just opened a crack by the left-behind security forces, and two black shadows came in immediately and ran straight to the north of the town hall.

The town is not big, and the town hall is not far away.

The two security forces who reported the letter had already run a long distance, so the running speed was not very fast.

He didn't even notice that there were four more figures behind him.

That's right, there were four more. The last two were on duty at the town hall earlier and ran out to watch the excitement when they heard the gunshots.

Not long after, six people rushed straight to the town hall.

Outside the gate of the town hall where the phone was connected but not connected to electricity, there was a lantern hanging, emitting a gloomy and dim light, which could not illuminate the night at all.

"Who? Stop!" The gate of the town hall was pushed open, and a voice suddenly shouted in the yard.

"It's Lao Tzu, get out of here!"

The voice in the yard was a little surprised: "Hey, why are you back?"

Before he could finish asking, the two shadows ran past him and into a room that was still lit.

Immediately afterwards, two more people ran in, and he hurriedly said again: "Hey, stop, I said you are..."

A sullen voice waved the shell gun in his hand: "Get lost!"

"Hey, stop, who are you?"

One of the opponents really stopped, and raised the bayonet in his hand, followed by a sharp puffing sound and a scream of pain.

The other continued to follow the two who entered the courtyard, and ran towards the lit door.

In the end, there were two other people who were not ordinary people, maybe because of their status, they didn't run with all their strength on the street.

As soon as I arrived outside the gate of the town office, I heard a sudden scream from the yard, and I was shocked. I quickly slowed down my steps and became vigilant.

"Oh, hell, you screamed a ball. I sprained my ankle." The scout tightened his arms and tightened the neck of the black figure who had been pierced from the abdomen by him, and dragged him into the darkness behind the gate of the town hall, with his mouth still Loud and weird.

After hearing the strange screams from the town hall, the two outside the gate slowed down, then sped up again, and rushed into the gate of the town hall.

The strangled one was kicking his legs like hell.

The two who had just entered the gate immediately turned their heads to look behind the gate.

Since I just entered the yard from the light, I haven't seen clearly what's going on behind the door for the time being.

The voice behind the door continued intermittently: "I said. Can you lighten my ankle? What are you doing touching my crotch?"

It seems that the scouts under Big Dog have been trained fairly well. At this time, they not only have to tighten the neck of the dying man, but also have to pretend to be a victim by shouting intermittently.
In order to reduce the amount of bleeding, the scouts did not withdraw the bayonet that was still stuck in the abdomen of the man who was strangled. If the dying man was really a ruthless character, stabbing the bayonet back will immediately kill two grasshoppers.
Hearing what was said behind the door, one of them spit immediately: "What are you two doing behind the door? Come out!"

After this one finished speaking, this one raised his legs again and walked into the lighted room in the courtyard.

But the other one stopped. He wanted to see who was calling this strange voice!
Of course, he was also a little angry. These two dared to play tricks at the gate of the town hall!
In the darkness behind the door, the man who was strangled finally dilated his pupils, protruded his eyes, stuck out his tongue and straightened his legs, only to breathe out but not to breathe in.

The person who stopped at the door slowly adjusted his eyes to the darkness behind the door, subconsciously sniffled: "Why does it smell like blood?"

"Uh, it's on the knife!" After the person on the ground finished speaking, a black shadow bounced off the ground and rushed directly to the person who was about to get closer to see the situation.

When he smelled the smell of blood, the person who stayed behind became vigilant, and he found that something seemed wrong.
Facing the sudden attack, this guy reacted fairly quickly, jumping up on the spot, and kicking with his legs up.

With a puff, the sharp bayonet pierced through the cloth shoes, directly through the soles of the feet.

It seems that the one with the hole in the foot should have practiced before, but he didn't fall to the ground, and even screamed a golden rooster: "Ah".

The painful voice was a little trembling, and he shouted sharply: "Who are you?"

The one who had been kicked on the ground tightly held the bayonet that had been pulled back from the sole of the opponent's foot, and did not answer at all, and rushed towards him again.

The sole of the foot was stabbed. Although it hurts, it is nothing to a person who has practiced martial arts for many years.

Seeing the black shadow rushing towards him, the one who had been stabbed shouted angrily, "You're courting death!"

(End of this chapter)