As for why? It's simple. No, Wang Wenwu must need the White Russian Escort, but the White Russian Escort needs Wang Wenwu.

In order not to let the White Russian convoy have evil intentions. Wang Wenwu specially recruited a 30-person escort team.

The members of the guard were all Chinese, and the selection of personnel was completely in accordance with the standards of President Yuan Da's training at the small station at that time.

1. Lift 100 catties with both hands;

2. Twenty miles in one hour;

3. Height of more than 160 cm;

4. Do not smoke, drink, gamble, or solicit prostitution;

5. Between the ages of 20~25;

6. Weigh between 110~170 pounds;

7. Be in good health and free from any diseases.

Except for President Yuan Da, as long as the Han nationality is man, because most of the young and strong men among the Manchus are big smokers, gamblers or sons, so they don't want any.

Wang Wenwu is as long as he can do the above seven articles, he will be included. Training in this area is done by veterans of the White Russian Guard.

Although the salary is not like the double salary of the White Russian Guard, it is only compared to other marshals. Wang Wenwu has no layers of deductions here, and he can really get his hands on it every month.

Under the leadership of the White Russian Escort Team, this 30-member Chinese Escort Team has completed the transformation of blood and fire. No longer a Chinese peasant, but a qualified soldier.

Under the care of Wang Wenwu's massive bullets and bandits from all walks of life. Wang Wenwu, a small-scale escort team, did not lose much money.

However, this time it was mainly White Russians, and the Chinese escort was still in the field because of Wang Wenwu's business. Because they all knew that Commander Sun had done a big thing. No one was prepared in the slightest. Not so directly put in. For the snatching of Qingling treasures.

Preston said, "Плг-дьпь!" ）」

Preston said that he would also send someone over to take a look! Before Wang Wenwu and the others could move, gunshots rang out again in the courtyard of the dog and his party.

You don't need to send someone to know this, and it's really infighting. Wang Wenwulai never thought that the situation would be so favorable to him, now he just needs to wait for the final winner to come out.

Wang Wenwu asked, "Did you see the police coming?"

Preston glanced at the lookout and said, "The patrolmen don't see it now, and they don't have guns in their hands. Don't dare to come here!"

Wang Wenwu knew that there was no oil and water to squeeze in such a poor and remote place. Even the patrol officers don't want to come. The management on weekdays is all done by a few ruffians and hooligans. Not to mention even if the patrol is coming. When you hear the gunshots, you will hide far away.

Since there is such a good thing, Wang Wenwu doesn't mind waiting more.

The yard of the dog group.

Uncle Clan just looks like he's dead, and he doesn't know where he is pretending to be dead. Although if he dared to move, his father would be able to lift his skull. I just don't know if the last shot will be at myself or my father at that time?

Dogs, for the sake of their own lives. chose to dodge the muzzle of the gun in the hand of the clan uncle. Even if it is a desperate blow, there is a chance for him to dodge.

The dog approached the clan uncle from the side. Maybe I was thinking that I would be able to leave here immediately, with so much money on me. Can't go anywhere! But he was shot off the fence by himself. I also injured my leg. In the end, I was unwilling. His eyes widened wide, and he couldn't bat himself.

Dead people themselves are not uncommon. Uncle Ke is different from others. After all, from the time he first joined the army to the present, Uncle Clan has always been by his side.

Although there was no intersection when I was in my hometown. But after enlisting in the army, because of the stinginess and selfishness of the uncle. I have suffered a lot of losses in money. But on the battlefield, Uncle Clan still really protects himself.

Now I look at the death of the clan uncle. And the reason why he couldn't die was because of himself, and an indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

But then I thought of the large bills in my uncle's arms, which I had never seen before. That inexplicable feeling,

Momentary is not worth mentioning.

The dog's father watched from a distance as his son stood next to the corpse of his uncle. I didn't say a word, and I didn't know what I was thinking. What kind of cultured person does a redneck pretend to be there? What are you thinking there, is it time to think about things there?

The dog's father said loudly to the dog, "Hurry up and find out everything on him, we're leaving!"

Hear your father's voice. The dog didn't care about standing and sighing for anything, and immediately started rummaging for something.

I don't know what the reason is, but the corpse of the clan uncle suddenly fell to the side. When the gun is pointed at the dog's father. The gun went off!

The dog immediately pointed at it, and this uncle who pretended to be a corpse was a shot. This time, it didn't hit the leg, but opened the skull of the clan uncle.

But the dog was startled by the sound of the gun just now, and approached and shot the corpse again. That's when I remembered. The direction of the muzzle just now seemed to be the direction of his father, and he hurriedly looked over.

My father stood up with his arm on his hands.

The dog hurried over to check.

The dog said, "Dad, what's wrong with your hand! Let me see!"

The dog's father spat in the direction of the clan uncle's corpse, "This old guy is really powerful, he really looks like it. Luckily, I'm quick. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as hitting your hands!"

The dog was still there anxiously saying the same thing. The dog's father didn't know what was going on with his arm, after all, he only felt a pain in his arm. And his hand drooped.

The dog's father lowered his arm and looked at the wound. The bullet did not pass through the middle of the arm, but grazed the edge, leaving a long, deep gap. Because the hands were loose, and blood was flowing outward.

The dog hurried to the uncle, tore the strip of cloth from the corpse, and wrapped it around his father. I watched the wounded soldiers pack like this. Although in the army, few wounded soldiers survived. But that's because they're all bandaged quite late.

Although Commander Sun also has military doctors in his hands, those soldiers are never for soldiers. When they were in the army, the soldiers said that if they were injured on the battlefield, they would rather stand there by themselves than let the military doctor see them.

As long as the body is opened, when you go to the military doctor, you are all amputated, a good person. And when he came out of that, he became a waste.

The dog bandaged his father, but the dog didn't know how to bandage it. I only know to tie up my father's wound tightly, at least so that the wound will not bleed, at least not like my uncle. Leave blood there, and shed yourself to death.

The dog's father watched the dog wrap himself around his arms. It's a little uncomfortable, but at least it's not bleeding.