Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1130 Map (Additional update)
Ding Ermiao stood up silently and poured a glass of wine for Uncle Wang.

At this time, maybe he needs a glass of wine.

But Ding Ermiao didn't expect that Uncle Wang picked up the wine glass, turned around slowly, divided the wine in the glass several times, and poured it on the ground.

Needless to say, when talking about the past, Uncle Wang was paying homage to his old friend.

"Uncle Wang, who fired the gun that killed two of your accomplices?" Wan Shugao asked.

Uncle Wang was lost in thought and said:

"Xiao Yu and I continued to run away in a panic. Who knew that we were surrounded by black snow and couldn't see clearly, so we fell off the cliff together. Because the snow was deep, we both escaped death, but we also fell unconscious. Second I woke up this morning and found that the sky had cleared.

Xiao Yu and I helped each other climb up and found the bodies of our two companions, still sleeping on the snow above.After looking at the bullet holes on their bodies, Xiao Yu concluded that it was a rifle made in Hanyang. It was so powerful that one bullet penetrated two of our companions...

But who fired the shot, we don't know.It was dark and snowy, and it was impossible to see the scene outside. "

Wan Shugao frowned and asked, "Then the next day, when you saw the snow on the ground, was it white or black?"

"It looks black at night, but it's white the next day." Uncle Wang said.

"What kind of clothes is that zombie army wearing? Can you tell which kind of military uniform it is? Puppet army, Japanese army, or other troops?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Uncle Wang thought for a while and said:

"Later, Xiaoyu and I analyzed and reviewed countless times and felt that the uniforms of the zombie troops were just a mixed team and very irregular. There were yellow uniforms and blue uniforms of the security corps during the Republic of China. Moreover, most of them did not have epaulettes. The clothes looked very tattered. ... They looked like a deserter unit that had lost a battle, very embarrassed."

Ding Ermiao smiled bitterly. He originally wanted to judge the history and origin of the zombie army through their clothing, but now it seems that Uncle Wang can't figure it out either.

"Is there any other situation? Have you encountered it again since then?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Uncle Wang shook his head and suddenly said: "Oh, I forgot to mention that Xiao Yu and I were both injured that night, and we were both stabbed many times..."

"Wait a minute, Uncle Wang, you said you and Xiao Yu were stabbed a lot?" Ding Ermiao immediately felt something was wrong.

According to Uncle Wang's previous description, the zombie troops attacked with bayonets.Everyone knows that the way a bayonet kills an enemy is by stabbing, not chopping.

"It was a chop, or... a lot of cuts." Uncle Wang hesitated, stood up, turned his back to Ding Ermiao and rolled up his shirt, exposing his bronzed back.

Wan Shugao's eyes widened: "F*ck, so many knife marks?"

I saw that Uncle Wang's back was covered with shocking scars. There were about twenty or thirty scars in total.

Ding Ermiao looked carefully and felt that the person who struck the knife had no intention of killing at all. Otherwise, if the knife was slightly deeper, Uncle Wang would not be alive.

Obviously, the depth of the wound can be controlled at will, which shows that the man's knife skills are very good.

"Are these all caused by the bayonets of the zombie troops?" Wan Shugao asked with lingering fear.

Uncle Wang put down his clothes and nodded: "Yes, when we broke out that night, the bayonet scratched our backs. Our clothes were scratched and we almost froze to death. Moreover, Xiao Yu's back was the same as mine... ..."

Ding Ermiao frowned and said, "Uncle Wang, the knife marks on your back are actually the map of Tuofeng Ridge, right?"

"That's right, young man, you have really good eyesight. I was just going to ask you if you could see it." Uncle Wang was surprised.

"Behind Xiao Yu is the same map?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

Uncle Wang nodded: "That's right. So we have been thinking about this for decades, but we still haven't figured it out. Why do the people in the zombie army want to carve maps on our bodies?"

"This matter, has it been decades?"

"Fifty years, exactly 40 years."

Uncle Wang let out a long sigh and said, "In the beginning, we were not allowed to talk about this matter. It is only in recent years that Xiao Yu and I have dared to say it to the outside world."

Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao looked at each other, ready to say goodbye.

"Uncle Wang, it's been so long. Don't take it to heart. Just treat it as a dream." Wan Shugao took out 1000 yuan from his pocket and said, "For this little money, we will buy it from you." Take some dry food and burning knives into the mountains."

Ding Ermiao gave Wan Shugao a sideways glance, and said, "Another thousand."

I had a meal at noon, don’t I have to pay the bill?

But Uncle Wang waved his hand proudly and said: "Why do you need so much? Dried meat is not valuable. It is all obtained from hunting. There is no cost."

After some excuses, Uncle Wang finally accepted 1000 yuan, but gave Wan Shugao and Ding Ermiao [-] catties of dried meat.They are all high-quality jerky, the kind without bones.In addition, Uncle Wang prepared five catties of burning knives, which were packed in five plastic bottles.

Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao left with their loads and followed Uncle Wang's instructions and left the village north.

As soon as he left the village and saw that there was no one in front or behind him, Wan Shugao put down his things and shouted: "Master Fan, please come out and help us carry food and grass."

Hei Wuchang appeared and said: "This is the main road leading into and out of the village, and there are still pedestrians. Let's roll things up and fly in the sky, okay? We'll come out after we've passed the educated youth camp in front."

"Won't you take a detour and wait for us in front?" Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes.

Hei Wuchang has nothing to do, so he has no choice but to call the six yin commanders to show up together, each exert their strength, and the wind blows these "grass" away.

Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao marched lightly, looking at the scenery of the northern country while walking.

"Brother Ermiao, I think the situation this time is more complicated. It is estimated that our battle will be a disaster!" Wan Shugao looked around and pretended to be profound: "Look..."

"I think you can shut up your crow mouth!"

Ding Ermiao was furious, wishing he could chop Wan Shugao with the chop of ten thousand people:

"You are saying such unfavorable words before the war has started. Do you really want to do more harm than good? I tell you that if Wanshu Gao wants to be evil, you are also the one who is evil. When necessary, I can completely ignore you and break out of the encirclement alone!"

Ding Ermiao was really afraid of Wan Shugao's crow's mouth.

Regardless of bad luck, as long as he speaks nonsense, there will be three-pointers.

He hadn't seen a ghost yet, so he said it was more ominous than good, which made Ding Ermiao feel a little guilty.

Wan Shugao grinned and said: "Brother Ermiao, I'm just going to talk nonsense, don't worry about it, I deserve to die, okay?"

"Don't mention this dead word, can't you?" Ding Ermiao felt a pain in his egg.

"Uh..., yes, yes, I deserve it, I deserve it." Wan Shugao laughed and said:

"But we must be on guard against what Uncle Wang said. Zombies can shoot, which is terrible. Before we take action, we must find out the details. Otherwise, the zombie team will fire indiscriminately, and even the gods will not be able to escape."

(Added an additional chapter to thank book friend Wu Chang for his generous reward.)
(End of this chapter)