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"Let's see, what's going on." The bearded man who fired the gun ordered the two people next to him.

"Yes, the second master." The little minions ran forward, checked the bodies of their accomplices one by one, and turned around and shouted, "The four brothers are all out of gas!" ”

"Fuck, let the eagle peck today. Go cut off that kid's head and hang it on a tree for me, damn it, it's not good to lose four brothers! When the bearded man heard that all four of them were dead, he immediately became annoyed and ordered.

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"Hey, what about the monk? Where did he go? Wang Liang was idle and wandered around the regiment headquarters, but he didn't see Wei Dayong.

On weekdays, this kid's range of activities is very small, and he stays at the regiment headquarters to practice his body, and there is nothing else to go.

"Regiment commander, the monk was sent by the political commissar to send intelligence to the division headquarters, and he left early in the morning. But it's strange to say, I haven't come back yet. It stands to reason that it should have arrived a long time ago~" Liu Rui replied.

Wang Liang chuckled in his heart, damn, isn't this the plot in Liangjian?

Wei Dayong won't let the bandits stop him on the road!

Where is the division headquarters, of course Wang Liang knows.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon, and I set off early in the morning, even if I rested at the division headquarters at noon, I should have come back a long time ago.

"Damn, Liu Rui, blow the emergency assembly number, let the first battalion gather on standby!" After Wang Liang finished speaking, he ran to the regiment headquarters.

Picking up the pen, Wang Liang looked south from Jindong City on the map.

Finally, my eyes fell on a place name called Qingfeng Ridge.

When he saw these three words, Wang Liang felt that his legs were weak for a while.

History repeats itself, history really repeats itself.

"Report to the regimental commander, the troops have been assembled. What kind of task? Zhang Dabiao was very strange and didn't understand why the regiment commander suddenly asked the troops to be assembled.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, drive the car out, and hurry to Qingfeng Ridge." Wang Liang picked up the pistol on the table and ran out.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao followed closely.

Qingfeng Ridge is a small mountain, located twenty kilometers southwest of Jindong City.

When Wang Liang led the soldiers of the first battalion of the Independent Regiment to drive to this area, it was already dark.

It was already half past five in the afternoon.

Originally, it was enough to drive for more than ten minutes, but because there was no main road, I could only take a small road all the way, so it was much slower.

"Extend the radius of one kilometer to carry out the search with the class as a unit, and you must find Wei Dayong for Lao Tzu. To live to see people, to die to see corpses! Wang Liang got out of the car and ordered to the soldiers who had already assembled.

He didn't rush to attack the bandits on Qingfeng Ridge, but searched around to see if there were any clues.

Wang Liang didn't know if his nerves were too sensitive, so he decided to fight again.

Wang Liang's actions were because he regarded Wei Dayong as his own brother.

"Yes."

The regiment commander gave an order, or asked to find Monk Wei, and the soldiers naturally had no doubts, and quickly dispersed and began to search.

Wang Liang didn't move, but leaned on the truck and lit a cigarette and smoked.

If he really followed the bridge of the bright sword, Wei Dayong's head would have been cut off and hung on a tree.

Now Wang Liang didn't want to hear a soldier come back to report, because he was afraid that the news he heard would be bad.

Minute by minute.

The fighters lit torches and searched all the time.

Twenty or thirty minutes later, there was feedback back.

"Commander, the soldiers of the Third Company found the monk's saddle on the side of the land three miles to the east." Zhang Dabiao ran out of breath and said.

Wang Liang threw away the cigarette in his hand and followed Zhang Dabiao to the place where he found the saddle.

This does not bode well.

This can at least prove that Wei Dayong is indeed in trouble.

Wang Liang was secretly ruthless in his heart, if Wei Dayong really had three strengths and two shortcomings, he must level Qingfeng Village.

"Bring a torch."

Because it was pitch black, Wang Liang couldn't see anything clearly when he got inside.

So I asked for a torch.

A photo, and sure enough, a lot of clues were found.

There was a stain of dried blood on the ground.

Several shell casings were also found.

There are many clues, and on the surface, Wei Dayong has been killed......

Wang Liang's heart also unconsciously became heavy.

"Commander, there seems to be someone down here!" A soldier's sudden shouting made Wang Liang excited.

I saw the warrior pointing to a dirt slope and said.

The warriors surrounded him.

It's not too deep, but it's not small.

Although you can see the bottom at a glance, there are overgrown weeds underneath, and you really can't see anything to say.

"Commander, look over there, it looks like there's a person lying there." The warrior pointed to what he had discovered, and said.

Wang Liang carefully observed it in the direction pointed by the warrior, and sure enough, it seemed to be a piece of clothing.

"Quick, swing down with a rope and take a look at a few people." Wang Liang hurriedly ordered.

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"Leader, it's a monk!"

"Leader, the monk is still angry!"

As a report came from below, Wang Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, I'm really scared Wang Liang to death.

The four warriors went down, secured it with ropes, and then the warriors on it pulled Wei Dayong up.

The hygienists of the first battalion examined Wei Dayong's wounds.

Two shots in the back, but fortunately they didn't hurt the vital parts.

The force of the bullet is not large, it should be an earthen gun.

After the hygienist simply stopped Wei Dayong's bleeding, he arranged for someone to carry him onto the truck, and he had to be sent back to the city for Miko Takeda, the attending doctor, to examine him.

"Commander, let's withdraw too?" Zhang Dabiao asked Wang Liangdao.

"Withdraw a poop, bring down the mortar for Lao Tzu, I can't take Qingfeng Village tonight, don't fucking want to sleep!"

Seeing that Wei Dayong was so seriously injured, Wang Liang naturally would not be indifferent.

If these bandits are left behind, it will be a scourge, and sooner or later there will be trouble, so it is better to dry up the nest.

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao stood up straight and agreed.

For Wang Liang's words, he never dared not listen.

Bang bang bang, bang, bang!

With a burst of gunfire, the battle began.

This gang of bandits in Qingfeng Village is so rampant that they don't even set up a sentry on the periphery.

Wang Liang led people all the way to the door of the cottage.

The so-called cottage is built with wood, and it is more than ten meters high, which is quite high.

"Hey! Who are you? Why are you attacking us? ”

The bandits in the cottage were stunned, and when they saw that the other party's firepower was strong, they wanted to cross the road first.

"Lao Tzu is the Eighth Route Army, why are you beating you, you hurt Lao Tzu's people!" Wang Liang just said this, and then shook his head at Zhang Dabiao, signaling that he could serve hard dishes.

(To be continued.) )