When the dog at the entrance of the village starts barking, people coming know that it may have alarmed the people inside.

The visitor is the "dervish", one of the four great Vajras under Xiao Jinzi'er.

This man had a shaved head, a long beard on his chin, and a mole under the corner of his eyebrow. He was short, riding a pony, and looked at the dead dog on the ground in silence.

"He hasn't come back yet?" He said calmly.

The intonation is a bit strange.

It doesn't sound like a local, or even like anywhere in the north.

However, at this time, the Northeast was a mixed bag, and no one cared.

"No, do you want to continue sending people?"

The dervish sneered: "Send someone to die? Obviously, we have been exposed! In this case, kill them."

Saying that, he waved his hand.

A group of people behind are riding horses and moving forward.

They were whistling while riding horses.

They are afraid that others will not know that they are hairy.

According to experience, the more others know that they are a hairy person, the more afraid they will be.

If a dozen or so people shout at the same time, it can be said that the momentum is amazing.

At this time, Zhao Zhongyi and others also arrived and lay down next to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't make any sound, just lie down, and when you get there, fire your gun. Have you practiced the bolt-pulling action? If they fire back, don't be afraid. Keep pulling the bolt and keep doing it. This will test your skills."

The time has come!"

As he said that, he threw the devil's ivy out and threw it on the road.

When the gangsters who bore the brunt of the attack approached, Zhao Chuanxin blew the eagle bone whistle.

The horse's legs were immediately caught and he fell forward.

A horse behind failed to stop the car and was tripped by the horse in front.

"Shoot!"

Bang bang bang...

The fire is shining and the smoke is filling.

The sound of pulling the gun bolt clicked.

This time, everyone was very skilled, but Zhao Chuanxin was the first to fire the second shot.

Bang bang bang...

Another round of gunfire!

The other party's gun also rang.

Bang bang bang...

How should I put it? The gunfire was very lively. However, no one was hit.

Lying down is the most effective method of positional warfare.

People who have not received serious military training do not have a clear understanding of this point, and these guys suffer from this.

Zhao Chuanxin showed his usual concentration. Even if the gun rang out not far in front of him, he remained unmoved and continued to pull the bolt and continue shooting.

The hearts of the others were beating out of their chests. It could be seen that Zhao Chuanxin did not move, and neither did they.

Even Zhao Banxian is not afraid, which shows that no matter how dangerous it is, it is not dangerous. Zhao Banxian said that he shot with a face in his face, which is correct.

They were motionless here, while the rest of the group on the other side were stunned!

In my impression, only the regular Tsarist Russian army can have this kind of military quality.

They just ran away.

"Stop!"

Zhao Chuanxin shouted, then threw the lantern flower out and threw it in the middle of the road. He recited a few spells and the lantern flower lit up.

Whenever this happens, everyone feels a sense of excitement.

Look, this is our mage from Lugangling Village—Zhao Chuanxin!

Master Zhao Chuanxin looked at the strands on the ground. Some had completely turned into corpses, while others were not completely dead.

He turned his head and looked at the pale prisoner next to him: "Aren't you curious about my name Guanwai Dianhong? I will let you understand now."

After saying that, he stood up, crouched outside, took out a carving knife, and struck the head of a hairy man moaning on the ground.

The man immediately stopped moving, and there was a tiny red spot on his head, which was bleeding profusely.

The prisoner was frightened!

After finishing the wounds on several corpses, Zhao Chuanxin waved to Gan Fan. Gan Fan ran over, and Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Listen, have they escaped?"

"Woof woof woof..."

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin stand up with confidence: "Quick, come out, pack your weapons, and take those four good horses back first."

Four live horses and one dead horse on the ground.

This time, I made a lot of money!

The prisoner's body was covered with small wounds punctured by devil's vines. The anti-blood coagulation component had not expired yet and he was still bleeding.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin, he didn't dare to move.

This person's methods can only be described in two words - evil!

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and said to him: "Are you pretending to be dead? Get up and follow us."

Everyone gathered outside Zhao Chuanxin’s house.

The prisoner knelt down and shivered.

"Go on, tell me everything you know." Zhao Chuanxin sat down on the chair with his chin resting on the back of the chair.

Prisoner: "We are Xiao Jinzi'er's men. This time we are led by the Dervish, one of the four great Vajras under Xiao Jinzi'er. There are seventeen people in total. You killed eight of them, plus the Dervish."

There are eight left."

Liu Guogui shouted: "That's nonsense. Seventeen people were killed, eight were killed, how could there be eight left? Where is the other person?"

Everyone looked at him like a fool.

The prisoner said calmly: "The other one is me..."

Liu Baogui: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Who is a dervish? His nickname is quite unique!"

The prisoner hesitated and said, "I suspect he is Japanese!"

Zhao Chuanxin stood up suddenly: "What?"

Local people generally think that Tsarist Russians are more hateful.

But in Zhao Chuanxin's heart, Little Japan is the one who deserves to be killed.

Gein, he does not have the limitations of the times.

Maybe in many years, people will hate Japan even more!

The prisoner was startled and said quickly: "Well, many years ago, I went to Hualou and heard a prostitute from Japan speaking our Chinese language, which was like a dervish monk, so I guessed this."

In fact, everyone is also curious as to why Zhao Chuanxin reacted so strongly.

"Damn it, the dervish is probably a Japanese spy." Zhao Chuanxin suddenly got angry: "What a stupid little Japan, there are traitors everywhere, and they dare to come against me. That little gold letter, the little gold letter

Son, by the way, does Little Jin Zi’er know that he is Japanese?”

The prisoner nodded and shook his head: "I told him once, but the boss just told me to stay out of my own business."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the guns found on the ground.

A Mosin Nagant rifle, three Japanese Type 30 rifles, a Japanese imitation Type 26 revolver, and a Nagant revolver.

In addition, there are two people holding large knives.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned and asked again: "Why are the types of foreign guns so diverse?"

The prisoner said honestly: "Some of them were bought by the dervish through his connections, which is why the big boss valued him. There were also a few foreign guns that the dervish encouraged the big boss to sabotage the Russian railway and kill him.

It was stolen from them by their road convoy."

So, it all makes sense.

At this time, most of Japan's spies and gangs were organized to sabotage Russia's military operations.

Squatting down, Zhao Chuanxin picked up the ammunition found on the ground.

Then he said to everyone: "Look, these are bullets from the Type 30 rifle, with a smaller caliber. These are bullets from the Mosin-Nagant rifle, with a larger caliber. This sealed warhead is a Nagant single-action bullet."

Revolving bullets. You must remember them carefully and don’t mix them up, otherwise it will be very dangerous.”

More or less, it can be regarded as replenishing some ammunition, otherwise we will face the situation of having only a gun and no bullets.

The captives were secretly shocked.

Many of them don't know anything, but the person in front of them seems to be familiar with all kinds of firearms.

Zhao Zhongyi picked up the Nagant wheel on the ground, attached the gun holster, and hung it on his belt.

"The Mosin-Nagant rifle bullets are divided among everyone. The Type 30 rifles and bullets will be distributed when our insurance team recruits more people. Brother, please bring Little Japan's pistol. We don't have much money, so everyone here can get one. Hurry up.

After the points are divided, we will guard the entrance of the village tonight."

After the distribution, Zhao Chuanxin carried the deck chair to the entrance of the village.

He was holding the dry rice in his arms, shaking his eyes and resting with half-closed eyes.

Others are not so good, just get a bench or find a stone to sit on the ground.

The prisoners were also there, and he whispered: "They won't come back, they don't have the courage!"

It wasn't until the next morning that the villagers braved the courage to come out to check the situation, but none of Xiao Jinzi'er's men had the courage to fight back.

That's what the guy is like, he can't beat the headwind situation.

Zhao Chuanxin was woken up.

He stood up and stretched.

Looking at the huge crowd, he cleared his throat and said loudly: "You see, this is the pig that everyone is afraid of. Now he is lying like a dead dog at the entrance of our Lugangling Village. They can't fight against the wind.

Once you get stuck with an idea, it can run faster than a rabbit. So, those of you here remember, if we are caught off guard when we encounter a bunch of people, even if you are scared, you must support me and don’t scare them.

Fighting away is never the end!

The dog at the entrance of the village died. It died gloriously. It made great contributions to our Lugangling village. Therefore, I did not allow anyone to eat it and buried it in a while. If anyone has a dog, be smart and get another one.

Put it at the entrance of the village.

Allocate manpower to bury the corpses of these gangsters on the mountain. Just dig a hole and bury them casually.

In addition, if there are young people who are willing to join the insurance team, they can sign up with Guogui. As promised, there are only four people at the moment. We are not just working hard. In this battle, we got four live horses and one dead horse. The dead horse will be skinned in a while.

The meat was divided into portions for each household to eat. They got five silver dollars, about twenty taels of silver, some copper coins, two gold rings, a pair of gold earrings, and two pairs of silver bracelets. The rest was insignificant. All the seizures were divided equally.
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Okay, precious, you arrange the people and start working now."
Chapter completed!