In the evening, the sun had already set, and a gorgeous sunset was still condensed in the west horizon, and Mengcun was shrouded in a faint twilight.

The sunset disappeared in a blink of an eye, and instead of it was a soft and silky floating cloud. A cold northwest wind blew, and the floating clouds floated in the blue sky.

At the entrance of the village, a Japanese plaster flag was floating weakly on the high pole, and several self-defense groups shrank their necks, held guns, and walked back and forth.

"The mob is not as good as the bandits last time." Wang Ying withdrew her gaze from the sight and said disdainfully.

"How can a farmer who just picked up a gun be as good as a bandit who killed and robbed people? He just relied on the courage of many people, and even said that when the gong sounded, he would go out together." Wu Ming stood up and moved his arms, "Hehe, I want to see a few people who are not afraid of death. Wait for a while, and then act according to the original plan when it gets dark. If the man surnamed Meng is ignorant of politeness, we will deal with him hard."

"I understand." Cheng Xiaoyi raised the grenade launcher in her hand, "The two cannons will make these buns run around. Besides, we are still carrying machine guns!"

In order to prevent bandits, each village basically built a surround, ranging in height, surrounding the entire village. It was just because of the disrepair that many places had been dilapidated and collapsed.

Wu Ming arranged for his subordinates to stay outside the village and each found a place to restrain and take care of him. He took advantage of the darkness to climb over the low earth wall and sneak into the village.

Wu Ming dodged and smoothly avoided the sparse patrol team and approached the yard where the spy team lived.

At the gate of the courtyard, two spies standing guard were talking in a low voice, with a lantern hanging above their heads, and they were struggling to spit out dim light.

Wu Ming was invisible in the shadows on the corner of the street, observed for a while, and picked up a piece of earth and rubbed from the ground with a wicked smile, and threw it over.

"Ouch." A spy screamed, covering his head and looking around looking for the guy who was sneaking into his attack.

"Bastard, let's see how I deal with you." Wu Ming deliberately stretched out his head and looked at it, then quickly shrank back. Now the spy found the target, cursed, pulled out the gun with anger, and walked over.

"Just teach this country bumpkin a lesson, don't shoot randomly, the team leader is asleep!" a spy kindly reminded from behind.

As soon as the angry spy turned the corner, Wu Ming suddenly jumped out, accurately grasping the nose of the muffle gun with one hand, grasping the spy's chin with the other hand, and a cannon with a knee, pressing his little brother hard.

The spy groaned and rolled his eyes. Wu Ming turned around slightly and knocked the spy's head against the wall next to him.

After a while, Wu Ming was wearing the spy's clothes and his hat, lowered his head, rubbed his head and turned out from the street corner, and headed straight to the gate of the yard.

"Why? Not caught?" The spy at the gate of the courtyard was leaning on the door smoking a cigarette. He glanced at the back companion in a disgust and asked casually.

"Yes." Wu Ming responded vaguely and continued to approach.

"Forget it, let that old guy Meng Lihua help find it tomorrow!" The spy turned his head and leisurely spit out the smoke rings.

A big hand suddenly reached out from the side, covering his mouth, and then a dagger cut across his neck, and blood from the artery shot out of the thrust out of the body. After just a few seconds, the agent stopped struggling.

Wu Ming placed the spy's body at the door, pulled out his pistol, gently pushed open the yard door, and flashed into it.

Wu Ming observed and walked along the wall to the big room with lights in the middle. According to Wang Gui's instructions, there was a place for the spies to rest and sleep, with two rooms inside and outside. As for the room where the spies were sleeping on the other side, it was pitch black inside and not easy to start.

Wu Ming walked to the door and gently pushed open the door of the spy team. There was a machine gun on the table opposite the door, and the two spies were lying on the table and napping.

As soon as the door opened, the cold air rushed into the room. A spy suddenly raised his head and was facing Wu Ming's gaze. A hint of fear flashed through his sleepy eyes.

Wu Ming raised his hand, and the spy fell behind the table in response.

"Bang", a gunshot suddenly came from a distance, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night, followed by several gunshots.

Wu Ming frowned and did not hesitate anymore. He shot another spy and reached out to grab the machine gun on the table. He adjusted his gun, "Da Da Da..." There were a shuttle at the already turbulent inner room.

At this time, gunfire outside was filled with the sound of banging gongs and the shouts of people at the top of their lungs.

Wu Ming left the two magazines on the table to his waist, and quickly retreated to the door with a machine gun in one hand. When he arrived at the door, he took off a grenade from his belt, and threw it at the inner room where the ghosts were howling.

Wu Ming, who ran out of the house, quickly fell to the ground, "Boom!" A loud noise came from behind. Wu Ming shook his head, shook the dirt on his head, spit out a mouthful of saliva with the smell of earth, and took off a grenade. After a moment of delay, he tried to throw it into the room where the spy team leader lived. The grenade broke through the window paper and smashed into the house. "Boom!" Another explosion, the door of the house fell to the ground with a rush, and smoke and dust filled out.

Wu Ming ran out of the yard with a machine gun in his hand. A group of chaotic self-defense groups were driving across from him, holding the gun and yelling and rushing forward.

"I'm just Wang Busi! If you are not afraid of death, come up." Wu Ming yelled, picked up the machine gun and said, "Dadada..." and swept it hard.

The group running in front fell down a large area like harvesting wheat, and the remaining dozens of people seemed to see ghosts, screamed and turned around and ran away.

Wu Ming had already taken off the grenade and watched the group of people escape together, so he had to put it away again and shook his head, "It's really a matter of no effort, and it was scared away in one round."

The female soldiers outside the village opened fire one after another, and the Self-Defense Corps was dizzy, ran away with their heads in their arms, and fled to the Meng family compound.

On the roof of the Meng Family Courtyard, several regiments of Ding Zheng set up water-cooled heavy machine guns, loaded bullets, and prepared to shoot.

Several regiments who were manipulating heavy machine guns were ready. One machine gunner had just tried to fire a few bullets. A casual gunfire sounded and immediately fell down slanted. Another regiment was stunned for a moment, pushed away the body, and wanted to take it, another bullet flew over, and he immediately covered his shoulder and howled.

"Cover me and No. 14, let's use grenade launchers to bomb this old bastard." Cheng Xiaoyi saw that the self-defense regiment were running to the Meng family compound one after another, took a grenade launcher, waved at Dong Xiaoyuan, and ran forward.

Wu Ming held a machine gun in one hand and swung the box cannon in the other hand, and rushed out of the village while shooting, and was meeting Cheng Xiaoyi and others.

"Look at me." Cheng Xiaoyi smiled at Wu Ming and continued to fiddle with the grenade launcher.

"Okay! I'll cover you, you're just right to practice your skills." Wu Ming nodded, squatted down, and changed the machine gun's magazine.

"Tun", a grenade flew into the Meng family compound in an arc. The explosion flashed by, and a dull explosion sound mixed with screams and crying.

Dong Xiaoyuan next to her picked up another grenade launcher without saying a word, adjusted the angle, pulled the firing rod, and with a loud "boom", the roof of the heavy machine gun was placed in the middle. Amid the screams and exclamations of several regiments, the heavy machine gun and several regiments fell down.

"No, not bad. I have only practiced two or three shots and have such accurate heads. It's really rare." Wu Ming nodded and praised, while erecting machine guns on the earthen wall.
Chapter completed!