It is impossible for Lei Zhan to let them go, after all, these puppet soldiers are much more hateful than little devils, and the Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferentially, but they will never accept prisoners with blood on their hands.

Therefore, Lei Zhan sentenced them to death and asked them to go to the funeral for the people of Dayang Village, who died tragically.

"Kill them all, not one left!"

Lei Zhan's cold voice echoed here.

All the puppet soldiers who heard Lei Zhan's words only felt a cold and biting cold air coming, and they shivered in unison, and at the same time, the fear in their hearts deepened again.

But there are still stubborn puppet soldiers who, when they hear their fate, reach out and pick up a gun on the ground.

But when Lei Zhan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled, and his face showed disdain, and Lei Zhan's heart was full of disdain for the pre-death struggle of the puppet soldiers in front of him.

"Smack. Syllable. Syllable! ”

Yang Fei and Lei Ming saw the puppet army who wanted to pick up the gun and tried to resist, pulled out the Wang Ba box on their waists, and shot at the puppet army who picked up the gun.

"Whoa!"

At the same time, the fighters pulled up the bolts one after another, put on the insurance, and pulled the trigger in their hands without hesitation.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

These hateful puppet soldiers died in an instant scream, their luck psychology is so ridiculous, since they have the blood of their compatriots on their hands, then their fate is destined to be only one, that is, death, burial!

A moment later, the gunfire stopped, and the spot was soaked in blood, and more than a hundred puppet soldiers on the ground all died, without exception.

They paid the price they deserved for their choice.

"Smack!"

At this time, in the direction of Fengjiazhuang in the distance, there was a sudden sound of gunshots.

Hearing the gunshot, Lei Zhan's heart tightened again, and he hurriedly gave an order:

"Arrange a few soldiers to protect the people and clean up the battlefield at the same time, and the rest of you, follow me!"

After Lei Zhan gave the order, he took the lead in rushing in the direction of Fengjiazhuang, and Yang Fei thundered and led the soldiers to quickly follow.

The rescued young adults looked at the thunder wars and soldiers who were constantly moving away with envy!

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Fengjiazhuang!

At this time, the villagers of Fengjiazhuang had begun to move towards the mountains behind Zhuangzi.

Feng Xiaoliu, the new generation of hunters, took the assembled village hunters at this time, and all of them were ambushed in the small dirt slope and various haystacks at the entrance of the village.

They had bows and arrows, crossbow arrows, and fire guns in their hands, and they waited for the arrival of the little devil with a determined face.

If the jackals want to attack their homeland, then they must completely eliminate the jackals and protect Zhuangzi, his relatives and villagers.

Although they were full of backward primitive weapons in their hands, they did not have a trace of fear in the face of the advanced weapons of the little devils.

"Little Liuzi, the little devil will come in a while, kill me hard, don't lose the face of the previous kings, do you know it!"

Uncle Feng, who was ambushed on the hillside, looked at Feng Xiaoliu in front of him, and said with a smile, he was very satisfied with Feng Xiaoliu, not only Feng Xiaoliu's hunting skills, but also Feng Xiaoliu's heart, kind-hearted, and willing to help the villagers.

"Don't worry, Uncle Feng, I won't let you down!"

Before Feng Xiaoliu finished speaking, the companions on the other side cooed and signaled to Feng Xiaoliu, meaning that the devil had arrived and was ready to hunt the jackal.

Hearing the signal, Uncle Feng no longer talked to Feng Xiaoliu, but directly entered a state of alert.

Feng Xiaoliu on the side was the same as Uncle Feng, when he heard the signal, his eyes were like a lion about to attack his prey, and he stared sharply at the little devils who were moving forward.

This is the real hunter, whether the prey is a hare or a black blind man, as long as it is the prey, a qualified hunter must go all out until the prey is killed, and there can be no slackness, otherwise, you are likely to die on the laxity.

"Goo, goo!"

Feng Xiaoliu looked at the little devil who was advancing, and a special signal came out of his mouth.

The hunters who heard the signal all aimed their bows and arrows at the little devils not far away, waiting for them to enter the hunting range.

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The team of little devils stopped about a hundred meters away from the village.

The two Shao Zuo and the two captains were holding binoculars at the same time to observe Fengjiazhuang, which was a hundred meters away.

"Haha, Murakami-kun, all the primitive people in the Zhuangzi in front are hiding, are they preparing to ambush us!"

Hashimoto Nagayasu Shaosa, who was at the front of the team, saw the disappeared Shina pig holding a primitive weapon in the telescope, and immediately laughed.

"Yo Xi, what a game of cat and mouse, it's very good!"

Murakami Hanagi Shaozuo looked at the disappeared villagers, a playful look appeared on his gloomy face, and then he ordered Qu Zhen, the commander of the puppet army with a flattering smile on his face:

"Qu Sang, yours, order the twenty Imperial Alliance troops to open the way, and behind, ten imperial warriors follow the work, hurry!"

Murakami Hanagi Shaozuo knew very well in his heart that the disappeared China pigs must have been hidden, secretly ambushing their big RB imperial army.

But he will let the hidden pig in the dark understand what is devastating, what is complete crushing, and what is an egg touching a stone!

"Hey!"

Qu Zhen, who heard the order, hurriedly issued an order to the puppet army, and the more than 20 puppet soldiers who received the order began to march towards Fengjiazhuang.

Subsequently, Murakami's Hanagi Shaozuo waved his hand, and more than a dozen little devils followed closely.

More than 20 puppet soldiers opened the way, and more than 10 little devils opened the way, and they marched towards Fengjiazhuang with great arrogance.

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The hunters who were lying in ambush in front of Fengjiazhuang, seeing the little devils who were moving forward quickly, prepared one after another, took out arrows in the quiver, put them on the bow, and raised them to aim at the little devils not far away.

Feng Xiaoliu, who was on the hillside, looked at the little devil who was advancing, he took out a different arrow from the quiver next to him, the shape of this arrow was very peculiar, and there was a small pendant behind the arrow feather, which seemed to be a special arrow.

Looking at the little devil who had already walked into the hunting circle, Feng Xiaoliu put the special arrow on the black and red big bow in his hand, and his arms slammed into force, instantly pulling the big bow apart, aiming at the yellow-skinned dogs who took the lead in front of him.

Watching Feng Xiaoliu pull out the King Hunter Bow, Uncle Feng on the side nodded with satisfaction, and then put a bow and arrow on top of his black lacquer bow and aimed at the little devil.

The puppet army and the little devils in the advance were very arrogant, they did not have the slightest vigilance at all, holding the guns in their hands, the muzzles were pointing down, and they walked swaggeringly.

Because the massacre in the previous village has completely relaxed them, the villagers, all of whom are powerless and incompetent, will run away when they see their big RB Imperial Alliance Army and Imperial Army.

However, this time they were obviously wrong, because in front of them was Fengjiazhuang, a Zhuangzi who had been hunting for a living for generations, and in this Zhuangzi, there were excellent hunters, and they would not show mercy in the face of the jackals that attacked Zhuangzi!

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