"yes!

In the past, you could go fishing in the sea, but now there are only a few boats in the entire La Ciotat Port."

"Damn the Ming people, they even hit small sampans.

A few days ago, my neighbor Nuo Deang went fishing in a small sampan and ran into the Ming Dynasty fleet.

When the body washed up on the shore, it had been chewed to pieces by fish and shrimps.

There were three big bullet holes in his chest, and his internal organs were all punched out."

"There's nothing we can do about it, the war won't end anytime soon. Anyway, we still have a job as a militiaman, and we can earn two loaves of bread a day.

My neighbor's man died in Russia, his wife became a widow, and now she has no income.

Last night, I saw someone knocking on her door with two pieces of bread."

"You are talking about Mrs. Jennings of Lyon Street, she has been doing this kind of thing for a long time."

"Hey...! It's not just to feed the children."

Several people walked and talked, squatting down from time to time to check the mines buried on the ground.

Those mines are easy to identify. There is a small palm tree planted on the edge of each mine.

This can ensure that the landmines will be avoided by the people on the island.

These mines can be regarded as fully drawing on the experience of the Ming Dynasty. The power of the mines is very small and the lethality is not great.

It can only injure and maim people, but it cannot kill them.

Unknown small animals often encounter these mines and cause explosions.

Because the power is too small and the location is remote, it will not even be discovered.

When they patrol, if they encounter a mine that has been pressed by an animal, the patrol team will immediately replace the mine.

The roar of airplanes was heard in the sky again!

The Maasai people are not surprised by things like airplanes.

Every midnight, Ming Dynasty planes would fly over and bombard the city of Marseille.

I don’t know what they can see in Mahakala.

"I wonder who will be unlucky!"

An old militiaman sighed helplessly. Many houses in the city had been bombed, and the homeless people were really pitiful.

But now is the time of war, who can help whom...!

"They don't care who they hit, they just throw the bomb over."

"They can hit us, but we can't hit them.

God is so unfair that he helps his enemies."

"Hush! Silence, if someone hears you, you will be in bad luck."

"Hey...! What do you see over there?"

There is a dark thing in the grass on the beach, which looks like a boat.

Several people walked over curiously, and their behavior fully demonstrated the amateurism of the militiamen.

Not one of them took their rifles off their shoulders.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...!" There was a series of soft sounds, and several crossbow arrows were shot out from the darkness in the grass.

Among several militiamen, some had arrows in their heads and some in their necks.

Shooting at such a close range, not a single arrow missed.

The remaining militiamen went to pick off the guns on their shoulders, but a dozen black figures had already emerged from the darkness.

The sharp blade reflected the moonlight, and it streaked across their necks like lightning.

Screams came one after another. The Ming soldiers were so fast that only two of them shouted for help.

But in this silent night, no one heard the short cry for help.

"Company Commander, kill them all."

Gao Jiu walked over to a squirming guy and stabbed him in the neck again.

"Everyone's neck must be wiped with a knife to prevent anyone from being left alive."

Following Gao Jiu's order, the soldiers stabbed the Frenchman one after another.

As for the French shabby guns, they were selectively ignored by the Ming soldiers.

Who likes the French old-fashioned broken guns!

"Hurry, hurry, hurry...! We don't have much time."

A soldier took out a hairpin from his pocket and pulled hard towards the sea.

The hair tube turned into a small ball of light in an instant. The guy held the small ball of light and kept shaking it towards the dark sea.

Soon, one small sampan followed another.

There were eight people sitting on each small sampan, and the soldiers used the engineering shovels in their hands as oars to row.

Soon, they waded ashore through the water.

Time was of the essence, and we didn't even bother to pull the sampan ashore again.

Gao Jiu led his company and rushed towards the small dock in the dark.

The pier is very small, only about thirty meters long.

There is a small house about ten meters away from the pier.

Gao Jiu tiptoed over and heard snoring coming from inside the house.

Just as he was about to kick in the door, the door was suddenly opened.

The Frenchman walked out without even opening his eyes. He stood on the steps, pulled up his pants and started peeing.

Gao Jiu stood behind him and stabbed his neck with the sharp shark knife.

The shark knife directly cut off his artery, and the sound of blood spurting out was "hiss" and "hiss".

The Frenchman fell to the ground, clutching his neck with his hands, trying to stop the blood from continuing to spurt out.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cover it up!

The soldiers rushed in, wielding shark knives and swiping at the people on the bed.

Only a few short screams were heard, and there was no more movement in the house.

"Quickly, send the signal." Gao Jiu ordered nervously.

It's three o'clock in the morning and everyone is very sleepy.

But an entire patrol has disappeared, which will attract the attention of the French sooner or later.

The soldiers searched around for some wood, poured two kettles of gasoline, and a few matches, and three bonfires immediately started burning.

Gao Jiu looked at this small pier and spat helplessly.

According to the information, it can accommodate small boats of one hundred or ten tons, but now it seems that it can only accommodate small boats of ten or twenty tons at most.

But now that we've reached this point, we can't even regret it.

A signal came from the shore, and the sound of motors immediately sounded on the sea.

Soon, a small transport boat appeared on the dock.

"Bang!" Before the boat docked, a gunshot pierced the silent night sky.

Then, the gunfire rang out like popping beans.

"Oops!" Gao Jiu felt nervous, but they still exchanged fire.

Look at the small boats on the sea, they are still five or six hundred meters away.
Chapter completed!