Chapter 70 Devil's Scythe Action Next

"Oh, isn't this a nine-headed dragon? Why did you come with your mother-in-law?"

"What's wrong with your legs? Are you tossing too much at night? Your legs are weak, hahahaha"

The nine-headed dragon is a veteran of the 37th Division's transport team. It is very familiar with these sentries guarding the city gate. Everyone jokes with each other when they meet, and this time is no exception.

If he used to, he would also sneer, and the two sides quarreled happily, but today he didn't pay attention to these people at all. Instead, he reached out and grabbed a sentry and asked anxiously, "Lao Wang, have you seen the trucks in our row?"

"You row, I haven't seen you. I've seen you so far." Lao Wang straightened his crooked hat and looked at the nine-headed dragon doubtfully. He didn't know why he said so.

The nine-headed dragon pushed Lao Wang away and roared at the rest of the sentries, "Which of you saw the trucks in our row? Who saw it, huh?"

The sentries were stunned by the nine-headed dragon. No one has ever seen this old soldier who is always ruffian passing by like this. Even this guy on the battlefield is also full of ruffian.

Just as everyone looked at each other in con's face, a voice came from behind the crowd, "Nine-headed dragon, I saw it."

Everyone turned around together when they heard the sound and saw that it was their old monitor. They all felt a little strange. "Old monitor, when have we seen their trucks?"

The old monitor opened his mouth slowly. He was always so slow. "I feel familiar with the two transport trucks that just entered the city. Now I remember that it was the nine-headed dragons."

"No, old monitor, that car doesn't have the logo of their row." Someone retorted.

The old monitor tapped his head with his fingers, "I remember that the head of the truck in the row of the nine-headed dragons was hit by a devil bullet. At that time, there was no suitable paint, so I used another color, so the color there was a little different."

Hearing what he said, other people seem to have thought of this. The more they think about it, the more they feel that something is wrong. They all turn their heads and look at the nine-headed dragon. Isn't he just transporting a row of soldiers? He should be with the transport truck, and where are the other people transporting a row?

The nine-headed dragon scolded, turned around and ran to the gate. "It's a big deal. Go and pull the alarm. The devils are in the city."

The sentry monk at the gate can't figure it out. They don't understand why the nine-headed dragon god is nagging today, which is different from the usual.

The woman pushing the wheelbicle is Ma Ying, the good-looking horse widow of the nine-headed dragon. Today, she went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables and saw the stunned nine-headed dragon in Erdaozigou, so she carried him home.

On the way here, the nine-headed dragon has told the widow Ma about the situation and what to do at that time. At this time, she left the unicycle by the roadside and strode over, "Come with me. I know where the people in line are.

"Come on, two brothers, follow your brothers and sisters to have a look." The old monitor shouted to his soldiers and asked the two soldiers to follow her to the place where the nine-headed dragons were attacked.

When the widow Ma left, the old monitor stood at the gate, but his heart was always unsteady.

Today's thing is too strange. First, the transportation of a row of cars came back inexplicably first, and then the nine-headed dragon came back alone to ask whether the truck he was sitting in came or not. Now he asked his woman to take people to confirm where the people in their row were.

It's a mess!

The nine-headed dragon entered the gate and limped towards the division. He sleed his foot when he rolled down the hillside, and now it is a little difficult to walk.

The anxious nine-headed dragon can't wait to step into the division and tell the staff officer on duty of the division department about this news, so that he can prepare in advance.

However, he suddenly found a problem now, that is, he is just a notorious veteran in the transportation platoon. How can he see the staff officer on duty? I guess he can't even enter the gate of the division.

"What can I do about this?" As the nine-headed dragon walked, he thought about countermeasures and unconsciously bumped into a team of people.

"You don't have eyes when you walk." The nine-headed dragon was already irritable, and he was usually a veteran, so he opened his mouth and scolded.

It was a group of soldiers in the 29th military uniform. One of the small men was about to open his mouth when he was pulled by the people around him. Then the other explained to the nine-headed dragon with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, we left in a hurry. Are you all right?"

Seeing that he was so polite, he actually apologized first. The Nine-headed Dragon couldn't say anything even if he was angry. He brushed the dirt on his body and passed by the patrol.

After taking a few steps forward, the Nine-headed Dragon suddenly stopped. He felt that something was wrong. "The patrol team is all ten people and one team. Why do they have five more people?"

Because of this doubt, the nine-headed dragon turned his head and stared at the patrol. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that they were familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Later, he finally patted his head and said, "Grandma, isn't this that group of devils?"

He opened his mouth and was about to shout, but suddenly he remembered that this was not far from the division. If he alarmed these guys, they would definitely kill the division desperately.

The defense force of the division is not strong. Judging from the combat effectiveness of these devils he saw, the division will suffer a disaster, and the casualties must be heavy at that time.

You can't let this group of devils get close to the division. You must find a way to transfer them away, preferably to the barracks in the north of the city.

Nine-headed dragon made up his mind. He immediately turned around and chased him and went straight to the patrol.

The two sides went in the direction of the division, getting closer and closer to the division.

The nine-headed dragon gritted his teeth and resisted his painful ankle. He walked a few steps closer to the back of the patrol. Then he deliberately tilted his body and hit the last soldier.

This team of soldiers is the second team of night demons responsible for raiding the division. Lieutenant Sasaki, who leads the team, is the guy who just opened his mouth. They are all about rushing to the 37th division division, but they didn't expect to arrive at the destination. A soldier suddenly bumped over from behind and knocked down the last soldier Sakai.

"Sakai, patience, the task is the priority." Sasaki wink at Sakai and motioned him not to be impulsive. Sakai suppressed his anger and reached out to help the nine-headed dragon and asked him if he was all right.

The nine-headed dragon grabbed his neck collar and stared and shouted, "Okay, you little rabbit, you dare to bump into your Lord Long. I'm not finished with you today."

"Brother, it's all the same army. Don't be angry. It's my subordinates wrong. I'm here to apologize. I'm sorry." Sasaki was afraid of Ye Chang's dream, so he hurried over and said good words to the nine-headed dragon with an extremely kind attitude.

Generally speaking, if you bump into others and others apologize to you in such a low profile, everyone should stop, but the nine-headed dragon is here to find faults, so instead of restraining, he is more arrogant and shouting, "What do you want to do? So many people surround me, thinking Hit me?"

"It's the nine-headed dragon boy. Go and have a look!" The nearby patrol heard his voice, so they all gathered around to see what the boy was doing.

The Nine-headed Dragon is a popular figure in the 37th Division. Many people know him. The transport team has recently been stationed near the division headquarters. He has been familiar with the soldiers of the division guard regiment for a long time.

"Sakai, you stay to deal with this scoundrel, and the rest of the people will come with me." Seeing that the patrols around him rushed over, Sasaki was a little anxious. He crossed his heart and let the two agents deliberately quarrel with the Nine-headed Dragon, and the rest quietly slipped out.

"It's going to be bad. The devil wants the golden cicada to get out of the shell."

The nine-headed dragon was anxious. He was in a hurry. While pulling with Sakai, he reached out and grabbed his rifle and then pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the nine-headed dragon lay on the ground, with an eye of the gun on its thigh, and the blood sprayed out.

With a brush, the surrounding patrols took off the gun and surrounded the nine-headed dragon and others from all sides. "Why shoot a gun? Stop and stop."

Sasaki was so angry that he wanted to slap him in the face, "Ba Ga, Sakai, you are a guy who can't make a success or fail. Who let you shoot?" He was taking someone to leave, so he didn't see the scene just now.

Sakai felt that he was too aggrieved. Obviously, this boy beat himself, but he took the blame.

However, it's not clear now. Who says that the gun that fired the bullet is held in his own hand, and it is the other party that falls.

It has been surrounded by patrols, and dozens of rifles pointed to the people in the circle. Sasaki looked at the situation and gave up his intention to break through.

There are too many people, and the distance is too close. Daredevil II has no roundabout space to make effective attacks at all, and resistance is also the result of the destruction of the whole army.

A turmeric-faced middle-aged officer squeezed in. He was wearing a box cannon and leggings on his legs. He looked like a responsible officer. This man was Meng Lingshan, the battalion commander of the first battalion of the division's guard regiment. Today, his battalion was in charge of duty.

"Today's event is like this--" As soon as Sasaki's words began, the nine-headed dragon lying on the ground howled and opened his mouth first. "Cam Meng, help, these guys were so anxious that I actually shot and drilled my leg."

Seeing that it was a nine-headed dragon, Meng Lingshan felt that his head was one size bigger. This knife meat veteran oil has always been the owner of looking for trouble. What are you going to do this time?

However, it's him who is injured now, and Meng Lingshan can't say anything. He has to wave his hand and shout, "Take it back to the camp and ask what's going on."

Sasaki stopped his subordinates who wanted to do it with his eyes, and then they followed the guard soldiers to the guard regiment station in the north of the city.

He hasn't figured out yet what this ruffian wants to do and why he is entangled for no reason.

The nine-headed dragon was also carried away. His injury was not serious, but he was drilled in the flesh by 38 rifles. He did not hurt his bones. He could recover after taking the medicine for two days.

Looking at the two groups of people who were taken away, Camp Leader Meng shook his head helplessly, "What's the matter? It's nothing to make noise." He turned around and was about to leave when suddenly a soldier came to the gate breathlessly and shouted from afar, "Baron commander, go to the gate and have a look."

Meng Lingshan saw that it was a guard battalion soldier on duty at the gate. He was not angry. "What's wrong at the gate? It's such a fuss." But he still followed the soldier to the gate.

At the gate, there were more than 20 corpses. These people were only wearing close-fitting clothes inside. The clothes, leggings and shoes outside were stripped off, and they were covered with fresh soil. It seemed that they had just been dug out of the ground.

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