Commander Liu, who was a little unbelievable about the battle situation on the forward battlefield, after glancing at his orderlies, decisively gave the order to beat the water dogs.

Probably because they had already felt the bullying of the opposing team, these regular soldiers, who were accustomed to observing words and feelings, were like tigers descending from the mountains, and they were brutally chasing and intercepting those teams that had begun to disperse.

There were even a few particularly clever boys, who chased and stopped like cats and mice, and it was in the unsuspecting situation that these bearded men touched their extremely secluded camp at the other end of the mountain.

To say that the bearded dreadlocks in the old forests of the Northeast are really powerful.

In order to prevent people from easily giving the base camp, it was when the camp was set up, and the location chosen was as secluded as it could be.

Don't look at the momentum that this group of White Russian troops is making around.

But if you look at their home base, you can see how cautious their leaders are.

They actually built their base camp in a mountain stream formed naturally by the squeezing of two large mountain plates.

Because there is a natural slope barrier on the top, when the weather warms up and the snow melts, the gate of their camp is blocked by a waterfall formed by the snow flowing down the slope.

Even if a hostile team sneaks past their mountain gate, they may not be able to discover the location of this extremely hidden cottage.

It's just that Commander Liu's team only moved when it was close to the end of the year, and the northeast at this time can be said to be covered in snow, with layers of snow.

The phlegm in the ice and snow fell to the ground and turned into ice, and there may be a waterfall at the location of the mountain gate.

Therefore, the current subordinates of Regiment Commander Liu saw the slightly hideous camp gate in the crack of the mountain at a glance.

In the spirit of one blow, the group of people launched an assault on the bearded men who had broken down to the edge of the gate.

At this time, we have to mention the shortcomings of this kind of hidden camp.

That is, the location of the gate is too narrow, and once this formation is chaotic, let alone passing through two or three people at a time, it is impossible for one person to squeeze in.

This person can't squeeze in, so naturally he is blocked at the door of the cottage, the door of the cottage is crowded with people, and when encountering an enemy attack, of course, it is impossible to be like the village of the first forest farm, so that it can be retracted and released freely, and the enemy will be locked out of the house in an instant.

Therefore, when Liu Jianpeng led the crowd to launch a second raid, seven or eight people were killed or injured under the white bearded man's men just by stepping on themselves.

When a few clever and brave soldiers cleared the gate of the cottage, and when the gate of the cottage, which could only be half opened, was violently broken, the whole picture of this huge cottage was displayed in front of everyone.

Then these soldiers of Zhang Dashuai's elite descendants saw a back door retreat that was narrower than the gate of the front village.

And when everyone saw the scale of this retreat, they were stunned at first, and then they all laughed as if they had seen some kind of joke.

No wonder the soldiers laughed uncontrollably.

It's just that the brains of these bearded people are too inadequate.

The mountain stream path was so hidden that outsiders thought it was a naturally formed mountain crevice when they came in, but they couldn't stand it, and these defeated bandits all wanted to use this passage to escape, and now there are more than a dozen people blocked in it, and they actually blocked the escape passage by themselves.

"Hahaha, it's okay!

"What about you, what are you doing! You two hundred pounds of old black blind thing, can you get through such a big crack?"

"Don't you have any points in your heart, don't give me BB, stand aside, put down your arms, raise your hands and surrender. ”

'Bang la la'

And the spear was bolted.

After a row of black muzzles were aimed at their backs, the bearded men, who had not had time to escape, threw their weapons on the ground, and raised their hands in special resignation.

"Turn around, turn around!"

"What are they for, make it clear to our chief. ”

"Oh my god, this team is really mixed up, are you a mountain, or is this an alliance?"

No wonder the soldier was so surprised.

Because among these beards are not only White Russians, but Chinese, and there are also foreigners who look like Chinese at first glance, but in fact they are definitely not foreigners in the northeast.

After all, on the bordering Siberian tundra, there are still many wandering minorities.

It's this kind of mixed team, and they all listen to the orders of one person.

After seeing that the composition of the personnel was so complicated, the head of the team, Liu, couldn't help frowning his eyebrows.

It seems that it is a bit difficult to integrate this kind of team.

Even if you kill their heads silently, you can't get them back to their hearts in a short time.

So what should you do?

Just as Liu Jianpeng was thinking, the platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon, who led another team to explore the cottage, dragged a person and a corpse to come back to life.

"Report to the head of the group, we found the head of the suspected beard, who is also the big boss of this cottage. ”

"It's a White Russian, but now he's dead. ”

After speaking, the platoon leader nodded to the soldiers behind him, and the two soldiers who dragged an extremely heavy body pulled the corpse of the leader to the square of the cottage, so that everyone standing here waiting for the results of the investigation could see the true face of the white Russian lock.

This is a huge, calf-sized Russian.

Only now he was facing the sky on his back, and his limbs were stiff, but from his slightly bulging eyes, his already iron-blue complexion had already announced his death.

And the cause of his death, everyone looked at the hole in his chest and heart that was still bubbling with blood.

This was a chill shot at extremely close range with a gun.

"How did he die?"

When Liu Jianpeng said this, his tone was quite serious, but there was a hint of joy in his heart.

After all, this person's death could not be better at this critical moment.

But even the orderlies who knew Commander Liu the most never heard of any flaws, and everyone thought that the culprit who caused all this was about to fall into a big bad luck.

So, the platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon, who had discovered the leader of the White Russian and happened to witness the moment of his death, stepped forward and answered the question of his own regimental commander.