In Jiangjia Village, Hu Jin changed into militia clothes and sat upright on the side of the Eight Immortals Table in the room.

Looking at Chen Wencai and Bi Youliang sitting in the main seat, Hu Jin silently drank water and waited to watch the traitor's performance.

The distance from the post office to Jiangjiatao Village is not very close. It must be six or seven miles away, and there are two small villages in the middle. When I first walked, Mr. Kong could still walk slowly, but after walking for a short while, this person couldn't stand it.

"Little brother, I'm old, can I let me reach the Carriage Mountain?" Mr. Kong's forehead was sweating.

"No! If you don't want to move forward, you can go back!" Ye Jianming had a stern face.

"Little brother, just because I am old, you can make a seat on the carriage and let me sit for a while! I'll give you money!" Mr. Kong took out another handful of ocean, which would cost at least five or six yuan.

"Give the money..." Ye Jianming looked at the ocean in Master Kong's hand, then looked at Erchun who was catching the car, and reached out to pick it up.

"I can't tell, you're quite generous in your actions. This is a six-yuan ocean. Can you buy several girls? Okay, let's take the bus. Erchun, make money for the things in the bus and make some room for this old man!"

After Ye Jianming finished speaking, he threw the ocean in his hand, put it in his pocket and took a slap. Well, it feels good to be hard. I will hand it over to the captain later. Maybe I can send a few more bullets for us to use.

"Okay, wait!"

Erchun was not vague at all. He asked him to stop the carriage, and when he competed with both hands, he carried half of the pork aside and made some space on the flatbed carriage. Well, this open space was not very good, between a few pork a few.

"President Kong, right? Please get in the car!" Ye Jianming glanced at the place where Erchun was freed up, and held back his smile and said to Old Man Kong.

"What kind of style is this?" Old Man Kong looked at the place and was very unhappy.

"Okay, let's continue on the road! Let's walk..." Ye Jianming dragged his voice for a long time.

"Slowly, I'll get in the car, get in the car." Old Man Kong finally climbed onto the flatbed car and squatted in the middle of the pork. Alas, it's really not easy to make contributions to the Locust Army.

The group continued to move forward, and there was no other movement along the way except for the sound of Erchun calling out the animals.

Erchun and Ye Jianming were two of the 12 recruits sent to Jiuzhai for training. Although Erchun was stupid and stupid, this was a perfect deputy squad leader and a sharpshooter.

Of course, this sharpshooter's level was a bit reduced. He could hit the target at 200 meters with a 38-cap, and a Type 97 sniper rifle could hit the target at 400 meters with a 400 meters.

Well, this achievement is nothing in the security regiment, but it is still OK in the militia team. After all, the militia do not have as much ammunition as the security regiment for feeding gunshots.

As militias who have been to Jiuzhai, these two have much better vision and insight than ordinary militias. Moreover, they have experienced several major battles and have long tempered their tenacious spiritual will.

At least, Old Man Kong's money offensive was not enough to shake their will.

Of course, this also has to do with the teachings of Chen Wencai and the others and the veterans who came from the Eighth Route Army. Although this is the militia corps of the security regiment, there are quite a few rabbits in it. Well, this matter is secretly and not many people know about it.

Old Man Kong got on the carriage and his speed became faster. Without any drag, Ye Jianming walked steadily, and Erchun also drove the carriage faster.

When the carriage was closer to Jiangjiatao Village, Old Man Kong on the car began to turn his head and look around, trying to see the defense system of the militia corps. As a result, the old man saw nothing, only seeing many militia carrying guns and knives walking in line.

Some of these militia looked at Old Man Kong in the middle of the pork with a smile on their eyes, some just looked at him coldly, and some had a flame of hatred flashing in their eyes.

When he was seen by hatred, Old Man Kong shrank his neck so scared that he felt that he had sweated just now, and his body was very cold. He subconsciously approached a piece of flesh next to him...

The car soon entered Jiangjiatao Village. At this time, there were more militiamen in the village, and at least more than 100 people were needed. In addition, what I saw on the road was like, so there were 200 people.

The carriage was parked at the door of a yard, and Ye Jianming, who was walking in front of him, trotted into the yard.

"I'm here, come down!" Erchun's tone was cold.

"Oh, let's get down now!" When Erchun looked at him with murderous eyes, Old Man Kong felt even colder. This was definitely a look that only those who had killed people could have, and Old Man Kong recognized it.

Old Man Kong now regretted that he shouldn't have come to persuade him to surrender, and even thought about gathering the team to his command. These people had killed a lot of people at first sight. If one of them was unhappy, he didn't know if the Locust Army would avenge him.

"Oh... the Locust Army didn't know what it was thinking, how could it be that they wanted to recruit such a team?" With nervousness in her heart, Old Man Kong was waiting by the car.

"Okay, go in, our captain is waiting for you!" Ye Jianming's voice came, and Old Man Kong was shocked.

"Hey, ha, hey ha!"

"Kill... Kill..."

After entering the yard and passing the screen wall, Old Man Kong saw a large group of soldiers training. He just heard the sound, but now he saw the real person.

I saw a courtyard more than 40 meters square, full of being occupied by these soldiers.

There are those who practice thorns with bayonets on this side, those who practice thorns with bare arms and big swords on the other side, and those who practice aiming with guns on the other side.

Those who swung the big swords were fat and strong, and they were sweating. Could this be the legendary swordsman? When I looked at the guns in those people, they were all the ones they held in the hands of the Taijun.

Looking forward, I happened to see a dozen soldiers practicing climbing on the courtyard wall with guns on the side. Seeing those people easily jumping on the wall after a few steps of running, Old Man Kong became even more and more terrified...

He felt that the wall of his home needs to be raised a little higher...

The few people in the room looked at Old Man Kong who was trembling step by step, and almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

In order to "build momentum" for the militia corps to shock the traitor and let the traitor take out the wrong information, Chen Wencai and the others can prepare well.

First, the young and strong people who were left behind in the village lined up and patrolled outside the village with swords and guns; then the soldiers of the militia team were also on duty in the village, and the militia team who could swing big swords quickly practiced in the yard.

If you try bayonets and practice aiming, it’s easy to do it. Just pull it in and line it up.

The ones who climbed the wall? Of course, they were the soldiers brought by Hu Jin, which was not difficult for them.
Chapter completed!