The mountains at the junction of Hunan and Jiangxi are densely covered with towering ancient trees and lush vegetation. With dark black glue armor, the soldiers of the Second Squad travel here quietly.

The hard-soled rubber shoes trampled on the dead branches and leaves all over the ground, making a buzzing sound. The equipment they were on was very valuable, and this was not just a matter of cost, but special military products that only Zhong Yang could supply.

The lightweight polymer looks like the black hard rubber used to make car tires, but the surface coating is more shiny and does not irritate the skin. Each team member's combat protective clothing is tailor-made, very fitting, close to their respective body shape characteristics.

The surface with a glue texture is ordinary, but in fact it has amazing defense. The outer layer is tough and elastic, and can largely resist the shooting of bullets and other weapons. The interlayer of the protective suit itself also has titanium alloy inner armor, which can effectively absorb impact shock damage.

This is simply the equipment that all land soldiers dream of, but due to technical and cost difficulties, it is still not popular yet.

Although equipped with excellent attack weapons and reliable defensive armor, some people still complained: "Oh, damn it, I said that this clothes can block bullets, so can't you consider the issue of mosquito prevention?"

With a bang, Hei Chai slapped his palm on his neck, and there was no small pool of blood. Trekking in the deep forest was not as romantic as described in fairy tales, so the snake stopped talking about it. The biggest problem came from the ubiquitous mosquitoes. These guys, who were much smaller than ordinary mosquitoes, brought greater trouble to all the team members.

If you get bitten by these little guys, it will be itchy for a day and it will be very uncomfortable.

There are no roads around the mountains, which are rugged obstacles. Vine and shrubs are hidden behind closed leaves, and you will fall if you are not careful. Even if you are wearing protective clothing, such bumps and bumps are not easy.

"Hey, can you put on your gloves?" Mo Xiong, who looked dissatisfied, stared at Liu Jianfeng, who was foolish. His HK-416 assault rifle was hanging on his chest and locked his insurance.

Gloves are also made of polymer polymers for users, and their defense is very considerable. This material is not produced for comfort, so the breathability is not ideal. In addition, the weather is really stuffy now, so it is indeed a bit uncomfortable to have such a thing in your hand.

"Yes, you are the boss." Heiba ​​responded helplessly, throwing the SVD sniper rifle behind him, taking out a deep condom from his waist bag, and putting it on his hand reluctantly.

"Iron Head, how about the map proofreading?" Seeing that Hei Chai had executed the order, Mo Xiong turned his eyes to Gan Daoning and asked about the on-site survey and terrain data entry. The special forces were going to carry out repeated combat missions here, but it was not okay to be familiar with the terrain.

"I still compared the original information and completed the message proofreading work, and some of the correction parameters have been sent back to the host." I held a prop like a Super World Digital Card Machine, and also brought this four-inch small LCD monitor on it, pointing out the direction and path for the members of the second team.

"Well, it's done well." He patted Gan Daoning on the shoulder, and Mo Xiong was not stingy with his praise. He was a leader who knew how to condense morale and lead the team, and had extraordinary talents in this kind of thing.

"There is a river in front of the head, where there are three women washing clothes." The sentry in charge of the investigation ran over and lowered his voice to report the news.

After receiving this news, the team members immediately gathered together into a circle, and Mo Xiong unfolded the military map: "The front is Dawan Village in Shenquan Township. The first stop of our trip, we will attack the Hongmen Hall here tonight." Pointing to the sign on the map, Mo Xiong was murderous.

"Understand" the other team members also expressed their opinions when they saw this, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, waiting for the time of killing.

In order to avoid early exposure, the second team did not dare to pass through the Huanyi River Beach next to the village, but instead took a small path.

When I came to the hills that were only a sight away from the village, there were tall trees covering them, so I was not afraid of being discovered. Mo Xiong took off his gloves and looked like a strong monkey. After a few climbs and jumps, he climbed and climbed onto an ancient canopy.

His agile posture aroused the praise of the team members. No wonder he has the nickname of koalas in the team.

Such skills are also related to Mo Xiong's hobby of climbing trees and picking fruits when he was a child. Now he has received professional practice in the special operations training camp and has become perfect, which is amazing.

Lie carefully on one of the gentle tree trunks, Mo Xiong carefully observed the situation in the village with a military high-power electronic telescope. The population situation, force allocation, defense ability, and the degree of preparedness for the challenge within the village are all elements that must be analyzed.

Even if the enemy is a rebel farmer who is extremely backward in training and equipment, the special forces will never be allowed to despise it. The goshawks fight against the rabbits and try their best to fight, and strive to kill with one blow.

In the village, the days have not been very peaceful recently, mainly because the autumn harvest is approaching and farm work is very busy. The sect instructors of Hongmen attach great importance to this matter. This is the first harvest after Hongmen took over here. The harvest of crops is indirectly related to whether the future ruling foundation can be consolidated.

At the entrance of the front end of the village, connected behind the thin gravel road is an ancestral temple. It was originally the property of the Wang Dahu, but now it has been confiscated and has become the command post of Hongmen in the village.

"Zhou Ji, what was going on with Wang Yilian's incident?" Li Changfa's face was dissatisfied at this time, his brows were stretched tightly, and his tone was almost questioning. Even if the other party was a village branch of the village, he had no scruples.

"She couldn't stand the psychological pressure and died after jumping into the well. Isn't this a sure thing? Xiao Li, don't bother you anymore." Zhou Fangcun patted Li Changfa's shoulder indifferently, indicating that the matter would be revealed and not to be investigated in detail.

"Hmph, don't think that the two brothers Tu Liqin and Tu Yemin did ugly things. I don't know that they are committing such an evil person and are also my disciples of the Holy Sect? Why are you even helping them with Zhou Ji?" As soon as he said this, Li Changfa's face was full of anger and his eyes were red.

The disciples of the Red Gate all call themselves the noble and immortal Red Gate, or the Holy Gate for short.

It turned out that it was these two people who insulted the young lady in the Wang Dahu family. They were originally gangsters who joined the Hongmen early, and they were rogues and hooligans. Now in the organization, they are doing things wrong based on their qualifications.

Because the target was the daughter of the landlord, Zhou Fangcun did not intend to intervene. In his opinion, maintaining the reputation of the disciples of the Hongmen is much more important than managing justice for the landlord.

"Okay, OK, the organization has its own considerations. Regarding the Tu brothers, the sect will be severely punished, but don't make a big splash about this matter. What's more, the target is Wang Dahu's daughter. Haven't you ever been persecuted by their family? What are you worried about for her?"

Seeing Li Changfa excited, Zhou Fangcun disagreed, but he still comforted him for his face and advised him kindly. The other party was a local from the village and could not win the power of the official position. It would be difficult for everyone to annoy him.

After a few more talks, there was no result. Li Chang was depressed and stood up to say goodbye. On the way home, he was still a little depressed and angry and had been resentful about the matter.

He did not like Miss Wang, and he no longer held grudges about what happened back then. Since joining the Red Gate, he sincerely hopes to realize the equal society mentioned in it and liberate this world full of slavery and oppression.

However, this incident caused a crack in his heart's justice and began to reexamine the seemingly very bright idea in his heart. Li Changfa sadly realized that he could no longer raise his head and chest, and punish others with the righteousness in his heart.

Upholding justice, even if there is a compromise or concession, it is no different from evil. This time, Li Changfa retreated. The other party was a village branch. Everything in the village was decided and he had the final right to make a decision. Whether it was right or wrong, Li Changfa could only obey.

Hongmen advocates an equal and free future, but its organizational and discipline are very strict. Lowers should not make any usurpation, otherwise it will be against.

Although he ran to argue angrily at the beginning, as long as Zhou Fangcun was determined to refuse, Li Changfa could only shut up. When he got home, he sat in his room and sighed and shrewd, his mind was in chaos.

But they didn't know that at this time, there were twelve gods of death in black in Dawan Village. They were holding terrible weapons and were planning to let this fertile land drink the blood of the victims.

The second team was divided into three combat teams, each with four people. One group wandered around the periphery, cutting off the outward passage here, and the other group used as preparations to observe the situation on the battlefield and choose the opportunity to enter.

The other three people in the first group led by Mo Xiong ran out of the dense forest and rushed forward. Four black figures and murderous looks inevitably aroused the villagers' vigilance and panic.

There was a patrol team on duty in the village, but two militiamen standing on the bamboo building at the entrance of the village were killed by the SVD sniper rifle's special 7.62X54mm caliber sniper bullet. Two consecutive gunshots completely broke the calm here. The muskets in their hands were weakly poured aside, and one of them fell from a high altitude, turning into scattered wreckage on the hard stone floor.

The panic extended in the village, and many villagers who were still farming in the fields threw down their farm tools and fled. No matter how much fighting spirit they had after owning the land, these people were very weak before they mobilized politically.

Especially in dealing with such a sudden attack, they exposed their weak nature. They could completely disintegrate the morale of these people in the chaos by continuing to suppress them by force.

Through early observations, Mo Xiong knew that the ancestral hall at the entrance of the village was the ruling center of the village, because there were many guards on duty holding red tassel guns in this place, which was a very obvious sign.

"You landlord class lackeys" as soon as they rushed into the village entrance, Mo Xiong and the other four encountered resistance. Three half-grown children in white coats rushed towards him with the red tassel gun in their hands. They were still shouting radical slogans, pretending to be vocal, and their tender faces were full of crazy distortions.

Haha

With several consecutive shots of rapid shooting, Mo Xiong immediately raised his gun and swept it down. Even if the enemy was just a child of fifteen or sixteen, he did not have any sympathy. In this miserable era, poor people may not be the object of their own rescue. The world [covering the sky] is very big.

"Continue to move forward and kill all enemies who dare to resist, no matter whether they have weapons in their hands, sickles or hoes, they will kill me." The desolate aura, no doubt the way forward. Mo Xiong kept calm and decisive in such a situation, and led the team members to continue to attack here.

There are no elite Red Army soldiers here, only some militias that have been trained in a rough manner. If they follow the militia training standards of the Hualian, these people cannot even enter the kitchen squad.

The weapons were also backward, with only a few old Hanyang rifles and homemade bird guns from landlords, and even less than ten bullets were needed. The total number of guards in the village was 25, but in fact, only seven people on duty could be killed at any time, and the rest were all going to help Gu village farm work.

Mo Xiong led three team members to kill these peasants holding sickles, hammers and even mud bricks. The bullets kept spitting out, all of which were short shots with extremely high hit rate. Three bullets reaped a person's life.

"Come on, keep up and let the second group enter the village, and the third group stop You Ge, and wait for the order as a preparatory group." The steel helmet, with its own gas mask and radio headset, can conduct team communication within a certain range, which has extraordinary significance for the command and coordination of the entire team.

Dawan Village is just a small village with 300 households. The population has just exceeded 1,000, and its defense is also weak. When the Red Army guerrillas entered the village, they had already left with the harvested finances after breaking the fields of several large households.

The agricultural output here cannot afford many idle people. It is not easy to have twenty-five people as a regular guard. However, this is also related to the busy farming season approaching. Many strong men have to be responsible for the work at home and it is impossible not to do anything.

"Ah, kill, kill, kill, run away, hurry up." The strange outfit of the special forces team completely collapsed the villagers who had never seen this situation. They were wearing black clothes and black armor and wearing a terrifying mask on their faces. What is it that a ghost?

However, there is still a force of resistance. Li Changfa led more than a dozen young people in the village and was still resisting stubbornly. He is a disciple of the Red Sect and a typical atheist. He is not afraid of such so-called demons and monsters. His righteousness is in his heart and fearless in his mind.

Even though he was still worried about Wang Dahu's daughter just now, he immediately pulled up the team to fight back.

Several young people are people in the village who have a deep understanding of faith. They were excited about the future portrayed by Li Changfa, and they really suppressed the anxiety in their hearts. With Li Changfa's encouragement and mobilization, they picked up the simple weapon in their hands.

The huge ability of the high-explosive grenade shocked Li Changfa and made him feel more and more depressed. He could not compete with the enemy head-on with the two Hanyang-made and five bird guns in his hand. The only thing that is useful is the earth grenade with a wooden handle, which is still capable of close-range.

Relying on the familiar terrain, they fought and rushed, and still effectively blocked the offensive of Mo Xiong and others. However, according to the current situation, Li Changfa and the others couldn't hold on for long.

In a private house, Li Changfa took the time to look out the window: "You guys, follow me later, don't look back. We must preserve our strength first. The enemy is very strong and we must give up the village first." With an anxious tone, Li Changfa hurriedly reminded the few people.

"How can Brother Changfa do this? Isn't this letting the villagers fall into the mouth of a tiger?" One of the men cried and refused to agree.

"I'm confused, can the enemy kill all the people in the village? Staying here now will only increase the danger of the village, and it will be a waste of sacrifice. If you want to do this, how can you take revenge in the future?" Li Changfa is not a fool either. He knows that this is not the time to be a hero, but in order to encourage everyone to leave, necessary deception is still indispensable.

In a critical moment, I don’t have to think too much. Even if there are still people hesitating and confused, they are wrapped up by Li Changfa and dragged away. Li Changfa’s home is not in the village, but is close to Tiangeng.

The group fought and left, and finally escaped the chaos in the village. They stumbled back home, but shocked the family members who were preparing for supper. Seeing this anxious situation, was it because the government army was coming, and their fear of the upper-level ruling institutions was the lingering shadow of the villagers.

In the ancestral hall, the members of the second team also completed the assembly, and together with the remaining villagers. Under the threat of gunfire, the villagers, men, women, and young and old, who had not had time to take refuge in the ancestral hall, were gathered in the yard of the ancestral hall, with more than 300 people, which seemed a little congested.

Dahu Wang was criticized and tortured to death, and his daughter also jumped into a well to commit suicide. However, many families were released from the dungeon. Many people looked withered and tears were in their eyes. Especially the wife of the Wang family who learned that their daughter died tragically was crying here.

The Wang family is kind to others. Which family in the village has never received favors? Looking at this situation, many villagers are silent on the ground, with awkward expressions, and dare not look directly at the hatred gaze of the Wang family's remaining clans.

Mo Xiong took off his mask and showed his broad face, but the strong murderous aura on it still made the villagers below dare not show off. Everyone present had seen the force of the special forces. Facing the six guns pointing at him, he dared not find freedom for himself.

"Several lords, I am the manager of the Wang family. I would like to thank you for your kindness for saving you. I will never forget it." The manager of the Wang family and the distant relative of the Wang family. Now that he is rescued, he naturally cries with joy and feels a little excited.

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