Chapter 93 Big Knife Plan 3

"Old man, what do you think?"

Chen Feng sat on a stump, holding his saber in his hand and cutting a branch. With the rise and fall of his knife, the wood chips of Baihua Lake rose and fell one after another, like falling snowflakes.

Wei Wuyi, the ghost hand, lay on a sliding rod, with his legs crossed, holding a small teapot in his hand, tasting the fragrant tea snatched from the devils.

This small teapot was also robbed from a devil officer who likes to collect purple clay pots. According to him, this small teapot is a boutique of Shi Dabin, a master of pot maker, and it is a good thing that is difficult to buy for money.

Shi Dabin, from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty to the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, was the son of Shi Peng, one of the famous "four masters" of Zisha. He has studied the mud preparation, molding techniques, modeling design and engraving of purple sand pottery, and established the high-difficult technical system of using mud and inlaying that is still inherited by the purple sand industry.

The pot maker selected purple sand mud and blended it into various mud colors to form a simple and powerful style. His early works mostly imitated the spring pot. Later, he changed the small pot according to the literati's tea drinking habits, and the production year, which was praised as the authentic pot art.

Chen Feng is not interested in drinking tea. If he grabs such a small thing, it's better to give him a ladle and let him have a full drink.

The people of the Blood Flag Special Team are scattered in the nearby woods. Some sleep with tree trunks, some squat together to play chess, or several people get together to chat and fart. Anyway, they are leisurely and comfortable. Don't mention how moist.

The Blood Flag Team has now officially changed its name to the Blood Flag Special Team and has officially stepped into the ranks of the Special Forces.

Although the battle of Lingyuan did not achieve perfection and let the old devils of Qingshui escape, it is enough to prove that the Blood Flag team is already qualified to step into the ranks of the special team.

Since then, Chen Feng has had two special teams, namely the Shurot Team and the Blood Flag Special Team. If we count the Flame Special Team, which is going to be formed by Liang Shan and Tang Sheng of Heilong Mountain, Chen Feng's combat strength will be more than doubled.

Looking at those bloody flag soldiers who shouted and played happily, Chen Feng couldn't help but be angry. He found that since the ghost hand Wei Wuyi entered the blood flag special team, the style of the blood flag seemed to have changed greatly, from the original fierce and fierce to an obscene and cunning style.

If the original blood flag was a knight and likes to charge openly, then the current blood flag is like a thief, and he no longer remembers the yin people behind him all the time.

What is the means of beating stuffy sticks, white wolves, digging pits and burying people, fire prevention and medicine, playing under the guidance of Wei Wuyi. What I know is that this is the Blood Flag Special Team, and what I don't know, I think it's a group of flying thieves gathering.

Chen Feng originally wanted to correct it, but later found that these means seemed to be quite effective. The team basically did not encounter any losses, and the devils were miserable and often couldn't find who did it.

Take the Guizi arsenal in Lingnan County as an example. An elite brigade of Guizi is stationed there. Even if Chen Feng's blood flag launches a surprise attack, it is impossible to take down the arsenal without damage.

Wei Wuyi then came up with a bad idea, that is, to send someone to pretend to be a gangster into the kitchen and put a large amount of laxative in the devil's water tank, so that the devil could taste the power of running diarrhea.

That night, the hut in the Japanese barracks was not enough for the first time. The Japanese soldiers waiting to go to the toilet outside the toilet lined up in a long line, from the door of the toilet to the door of the kitchen.

These devils covered their stomachs, bent down to hold their breath, gritted their teeth to control the huge impulse to shoot down, and endured it very hard.

Some people can't help it. They simply find a place to carry people on their backs, squat on the ground and start to solve it, which is a temporary solution to the problem.

For this reason, the captain of the devil sat on the toilet and was furious. He sent a gendarmerie to arrest all the Japanese soldiers who defecate everywhere and threw them into confinement.

But later, I really couldn't catch it. I couldn't help solving it everywhere. Even those gendarmes joined the ranks. Who can catch whom?

The Japanese barracks suddenly turned into a large hut, with a mixture of yellow and green everywhere. The huge suffocating stench completely shrouded the barracks and made people dizzy.

He was speechless all night. After dawn the next day, Chen Feng swaggered into the gate of the arsenal and made the Japanese soldiers guarding the barracks stand up from the ground. As a result, they were sent on the road by two blood flag soldiers, one saber.

Entering the door of the arsenal, even Chen Feng couldn't stand it. Everyone quickly took out the masks they had prepared in advance and put them on, which made them feel better.

Carefully avoiding the ubiquitous "mines" on the ground, Chen Feng and others quickly controlled the whole arsenal and gathered the devils in one place.

The captain of the devil was caught sitting on the toilet and was caught. This night, this guy lost at least 20 pounds. His originally red cheeks are now gray and yellow, and both cheeks are almost as thin as monkeys.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going to fight with you." The captain of the devil could no longer stand. If it hadn't been for the two blood flag warriors carrying him, he would have been lying on the ground like a puddle of mud. Wei Wuyi's laxative is so powerful that it is simply life-threatening.

Chen Feng laughed. He asked the special forces to bring the devil captain in front of him, and then stared at him and said, "Are you the captain of this brigade?" He didn't even bother to ask about the other party's name.

"You pigs, I'm the captain of the fifth brigade of the Beijing-Kowloon Regiment of the Eighth Division of the Kwantung Army--" The devil captain was very talkative. When Chen Feng yawned, he actually said such a big deal. However, he was interrupted by the mouth of the blood flag warrior next to him.

"If you dare to scold us, you are really tired of living. I will set off fireworks on you later." Before joining the 29th Army, the talking blood flag member was once a bandit who occupied the mountain as the king. The green forest tortured people's door, and he arranged a tragic end for the little devil with one mouth.

The so-called fireworks is to dig a pit to bury a person up to the neck, and then hoe it on the head with a crane's mouth. The huge pressure makes people's brain water spewed out from the top of their heads, which can be several meters high.

This kind of punishment is really a little cruel, that is, the bandits got this cruel hand.

Chen Feng frowned when he heard this. He wanted to scold him, but when he saw the captain of the devils in front of him, he still resisted and couldn't say anything to the devils.

"What is setting off fireworks?" The captain of the devil has never seen this kind of punishment. He also foolishly asked the blood flag warrior, which was simply uncomfortable.

The blood flag warrior was so bad that he described the situation of "fireworks" to him. Before he finished speaking, the devil captain's face turned from blue to white, and he slipped on the ground.

Hearing what the Blood Flag Warrior said, the captain of the devils can't wait to give himself two mouths. It's not that he is looking for bad luck. He has nothing to ask. Now it's good. It seems to be very miserable for a while.

Chen Feng and the soldiers around him smiled secretly. Chen Feng finally couldn't help it. He waved his hand and shouted, "Okay, stop playing. Cut off the heads of all the devil officers and hang them on the flagpole at the door."

The captain of the devil actually felt relieved when he heard this. He bowed to Chen Feng with a grateful face, "Thank you, let me die more comfortably."

A moment later, a string of ghost officers' heads were hung on the flagpole outside the door, and the north wind shook, as if a flag had been hung.

"Chen Feng, let me deal with the rest of these devils." Wei Wuyi, the ghost hand, sat on a sliding rod and came over. His smile was strange.

After thinking about it, Chen Feng agreed. To be honest, he is also worried about how to deal with these devil soldiers now.

You can kill it. It's really too time-consuming. More than a thousand people are shot one by one and can't be killed in a few hours. They don't have that much time at all.

But put it? Chen Feng was not reconciled. The devil brigade slaughtered hundreds of people outside Chengde City at the beginning. They didn't even let go of the one-month-old baby and the old man in their 70s and 80s. It can be said that they were ferocious and full of blood.

Since the old man said that he had a way, Chen Fengle agreed happily.

"Give me this group of guys to the cave outside the city. Remember not to fall." Wei Wuyi sat on the sliding rod and was quite proud.

He feels that he is like Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms period at the beginning. He is planning and commanding. The disadvantage is that he is riding a four-wheeler, and he does a sliding rod.

"It's time for me to make a four-wheeler." Wei Wuyi, the ghost hand, said to himself.

Wei Wuyi led people to take away the rest of the devils, and the arsenal suddenly calmed down.

The anti-Japanese forces they contacted also arrived. When people entered the arsenal, they were shocked by the situation in front of them. The next moment, they all reached out and covered their noses.

Unlike Chen Feng's Blood Flag Special Team, they prepared masks and other prevention tools in advance. These people didn't even know in advance that Wei Wuyi would use such an obscene trick.

"Instor Chen, Captain Meng, thank you so much this time." Several leaders of the anti-Japanese forces covered their noses with one hand and thanked Chen Feng and Meng Lingshan.

This time, Chen Feng took the initiative to contact them and asked them to come to the arsenal to pick up things at the agreed time. At first, they were skeptical and went outside the arsenal with the intention of trying.

There was no movement on the left, and there was no gunfire on the right. Everyone even doubted whether it had been fooled by Chen Feng. Bai came over and was ready to retreat.

At this time, the waiting blood flag warriors found them and told them that the devil's arsenal guard had been wiped out, and the arsenal was now in hand.

They were skeptical. First, they sent someone to explore the following situation and confirmed that there was no trap. Then they rushed to the arsenal and met Chen Feng.

"In special case, the arsenal has fallen into our hands. Let's ask someone to move things quickly. I'll blow it up when I leave later." Chen Feng sat on the chair where the captain of the devils usually sat. He raised his legs and put them on the wide desk in front of him. He laughed at the crowd, "It's just in time for the devils to run together. Let's pick them up."

Several leaders slandered, "It's strange that we believe you. Who has seen thousands of people have diarrhea together?"

They all knew that Chen Feng led people to do it, but Chen Feng didn't want to admit it, so they pretended to be confused and avoided this topic.

From now on, Chen Feng and his troops have been listed as the number one dangerous figure by the leaders. They can't offend anything in the future, otherwise they may be miserable by him.

The anti-Japanese forces have brought a lot of people. It is rare to fight the arsenal next time. Naturally, they have to let go of the sweep and move as much as they can.

People were busy living. The blood flag special forces who escorted the devils with Wei Wuyi came back. He came to report the news.

Seeing Chen Feng, the soldier grinned happily and said, "Instor, it's all buried."

"What's buried?" A leader of the anti-Japanese forces didn't know what was going on in front of him and asked casually.

"Of course it's those devils." The blood flag warrior didn't care, so he said, "The old man found a cave for them, and then drove them all in. The old man asked someone to blow up the cave, and half of the earth mountain has shred down. Unless those devils have turned into pangolin, they will come out and wait for the next life."

Several leaders listened to the chill, and the degree of danger to Chen Feng and others rose to another level.

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PS: Chapter 3 is coming, relaxation before the war, and then the big knife is cut on the devil's head, which is absolutely wonderful.