Lin Shenhe stared at the village a few hundred yards away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't see anything. It was so dark that the whole village was completely hidden in the darkness, without a single light, as if the plotters and villagers in the village were still asleep.

But they will soon wake up. In fifty minutes at most, the first rays of light will appear on the horizon. Time is running out.

Lin Shenhe turned around, crouched down, and joined the discussion among the squadron leaders who were gathered in a circle about how to assign tasks. "My plan is for each squadron to leave one squad to seal off the village, and the other squadrons to go in and arrest the conspirators, what do you think?"

The squadron leaders looked at each other, did not discuss, and asked bluntly: "What is the specific plan?" ”

No comments. He continued: "Then there is the direction of attack of each squadron. Alfa Squadron, East" - the commander of the called squadron lowered his voice to show that he understood, and the other three commanders did the same: "Bravo Squadron, North, Charlie Squadron, West, Delta Squadron, South. Pay attention to wait for my signal, and then attack simultaneously from four directions. ”

"Understood." That's what the squadron leaders answered a few seconds ago, and they do now.

They accepted his arrangement without reservation. Lin Shenhe was satisfied and continued to refine his plan: "There are our people in the village, and they will assist us. But don't be careless, tell everyone to make sure every house they pass by is cleaned and nothing slips through the net. I don't want anyone to be hit by a bullet coming from behind. ”

The squadron leader's answer was still the same one: "Understood." ”

"You all know the rules of engagement." This is the last thing he has to say, "It is the conspirators who flee, and the well-trained conspirators who stand still." ”

"We know how to do it, chief." said the commander of the Bravo squadron.

They all know what to do, as in Viet Nam and the Philippines, and certainly not have to be as violent as they were in those days - if there is no resistance - there is nothing to add.

"Well, that's the plan. Gentlemen, you can go and get ready. Good luck to all. After speaking, Lin Shenhe stood up. The four squadron leaders then stood up and saluted him, while Lin Shenhe also returned a military salute. Then they left.

He turned his gaze back to the village, which remained silent. It takes less than twenty minutes for the four squadrons to be ready, and then the signal can be given.

He began to time it.

However, the work was interrupted at the very beginning - the sound of slight footsteps came from the right, constantly approaching him. Lin Shenhe quickly turned around and pulled out his pistol with lightning speed—and then put it back in its holster.

He had already seen who was coming over, a soldier with three mercenaries. He was sure of this, one of the mercenaries was dressed like a cowboy, but wearing a black velvet hood with a single hole, and the other two guys were wearing the kind of clothing known as "gilly suits", which were only worn by mercenaries of the umbrella company.

They are the people of Ashin.

Lin Shenhe greeted them, half jokingly, "You should come over early." ”

"I think it's up to us to say that." The mercenary dressed as a cowboy replied angrily. Lin Shenhe's joke reminded him of the question that had already annoyed each of his companions.

Knowing what he meant, Lin Shenhe helplessly spread his hands and sighed, saying, "There are some things that I can't decide. ”

"Perhaps."

"And I mean, if you guys had arrived earlier, I would have known the specifics of that village and then adjusted my combat deployment based on it."

"What's your combat deployment?" Cowboy asked.

Lin Shenhe repeated his deployment word for word.

"Then you don't have to adjust the deployment." "I'll tell the others about your deployment, but we'll prioritize our mission." ”

Now, it was Lin Shenhe's turn to ask: "What task?" ”

"Arrest two Japanese and senior members of the Allied Society."

"That's ours—"

"You're in charge of the others, and we're in charge of the big fish." Cowboy said in a tone that could not be questioned.

"But—"

The cowboy did not give Lin Shenhe a chance to protest. He turned to two mercenaries dressed in gilly suits and said, "They will stay here and provide you with support." Then he took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and announced, "In sixteen minutes, you will be able to give the signal." ”

Lin Shenhe didn't figure out when the cowboy had become the one who gave the order - but he just thought he was the one who gave the order, and before he could hear him respond, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Lin Shenhe was a little annoyed. He stopped the cowboy. "Wait a minute, let's figure out our relationship, you are not my chief, so I don't need to follow your orders."

His words did not elicit much reaction. The cowboy just turned back, shrugged at him, and told him in a calm tone, "Then you need to take responsibility for all the consequences." ”

The riposte is quite effective. Lin Shenhe was stunned for a moment, and then decisively changed his words. "You're going to just walk back?"

"Of course." "The conspirators only had eight sentinels, and they did so at our strong recommendation." I know where they are, and I know they're all dozing off right now. I can pass by them without alarming them, and besides, I'm in charge of the sentry tonight. ”

Again, he was about to leave, but Lin Shenhe stopped him again.

"Then you should tell us the password." "That way, when we attack, we can confuse the sentinels for a while." ”

"There's no need." Cowboy replied coldly, "When you started attacking, those sentinels were gone. ”

Lin Shenhe immediately guessed what he meant. Without saying a word, he just watched the cowboy leave, and then he cast his eyes a little further to the village a few hundred yards away, staring at it for a moment, and finally focusing all his attention on the pocket watch in his hand, and began the countdown.

That predetermined moment soon came, he signaled, and the attack began.

The mercenaries attacked from four directions. At first, no one noticed their movements, and all the elements that might have given a warning, the sentinels, the dogs, the conspirators who suddenly walked out the door or pushed open the windows to look out, none of them appeared, as if they had all been dealt with by Ashin's men. It was only when the mercenaries entered the village and stormed the room to arrest them that the situation became clear.

Their actions made a lot of noise, starting with a "bang" that meant the door was kicked open; This was followed by the breaking of furniture and various porcelain, which were pushed to the ground and trampled on repeatedly; In the end, the screams of women and the roars of men entered people's ears, loud, but also short-lived, because the person who made the sound was hit in the stomach with the butt of a gun, or else the mouth was gagged by something.

Still, all these voices made the remaining conspirators realize that they were under an organized attack.

"Officers and soldiers!" The warning was finally issued.

The village was thrown into chaos.

Awakened conspirators poured out of their houses, some of them wearing clothes or trousers and armed with weapons, and most of them rushed out into the streets with their clothes, trousers and shoes in search of an escape route. However, they soon realized that they were in a difficult situation, and that the enemy was coming from all sides, and that shining bayonets could be seen everywhere they looked. They had to change direction and concentrate towards the center of the village. The mercenaries chased after them, like chasing a flock of sheep.

In the midst of this chaos, more than a dozen hastily armed conspirators rushed to Zheng Shiliang's courtyard. They had no exact purpose, whether it was to cover the escape of the leader or to persist there in fighting to the end, no one knew what to do, only hoped that someone would give them instructions.

Their movements were somewhat hampered, and more and more people were driven together by mercenaries, causing the environment around them to become more and more crowded, but in the end, they reached their destination. The conspirators who rushed to the front shouted Zheng Shiliang's name, pushed the door of the courtyard open, and then a string of bullets shot out of the house, all hitting him.

Before he could even scream, he died.

"Don't shoot!" The men behind him hurriedly fled from the front of the door, shouting at the same time—they thought that this was the only way for Zheng Shiliang to distinguish their voices from the noise. "Don't shoot, Mr. Zheng, it's us!"

"Lay down your weapons!" Someone in the room shouted, but it wasn't Zheng Shiliang.

Despite knowing that it was out of place, someone asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Lay down your weapons!" Here's the answer.

That's ridiculous! The conspirators came up with the idea. However, all they do is identify themselves. "We are not officers and soldiers!"

The answer is unchanged: "Lay down your weapons!" ”

And then a new voice. "Lay down your arms!"

It came from behind them. The conspirators hurriedly turned around, only to find a group of officers and soldiers standing in front of them, already aiming their guns at themselves. Their expressions were fierce, their voices were stern, and their demands were almost irresistible.

"Lay down your arms!" They shouted, repeating it, "Lay down your arms!" ”

Almost instinctively, these conspirators all raised their weapons. But no one fired a shot, they all looked in other directions, trying to see the current situation clearly.

They were all amazed at what they saw.

All those who had not yet been caught had been driven to the center of the village, and the officers and soldiers were all around, forming a circle, turning their guns on the others as they had done with them, and shouting at them.

"Lay down your arms!"

The voice brought the conspirators' gaze back to the officers and soldiers who had their eyes on money. Their expressions became more ferocious, and their fingers were on the trigger.

Something called "patience" is disappearing fast.

"Lay down your arms!" Another bang.

The conspirators still did not comply with this request. They hesitated, never knowing whether they should lay down their arms or sacrifice their lives for the revolution, dragging a few guys on their backs by the way.

These people don't know what to do, but the mercenaries do.

Silently counting to "three", they opened fire. A second later, on the other side, more gunfire rang out. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )