If Wu Fei had asked him to choose, wouldn’t he not take off the clothes of the puppet army and make the two corpses fall asleep on the table?

Despite the doubts, he did not question Uncle Guo's actions, because he knew that Uncle Guo would do this reason. Sure enough, when he asked how to get to the watchtower, Uncle Guo gave an answer that surprised him: a blatant past.

However, Uncle Guo did not take action immediately. He sat quietly at the table, eating the leftover food of the puppet troops on the table happily, as if he had been hungry for a few days.

Wu Fei also ate a few bites, but he had no appetite. It was not because the owner of these things had become a corpse now, but because he couldn't touch what Uncle Guo would do next, although he had heard him say the answer to the open and honest one.

When the searchlight swept over again, the Japanese on the top of the watchtower also walked over. Uncle Guo did not move, and Wu Fei was a little anxious.

When the searchlight was sweeping back, the Japanese on the roof of the watchtower followed him unexpectedly, but Wu Fei discovered a little different place this time, that is, the Japanese did not look at the guard booth again this time.

When the searchlight swept over forty seconds later, I finally didn't see the shadow of the Japanese again. When the searchlight swept back, the Japanese still did not appear.

When he saw this scene, Wu Fei finally understood why Uncle Guo was so calm. It turned out that he had already expected that the Japanese would not always follow the frequency of searchlights.

"We can act." Uncle Guo wiped the oil stains on his hands. He just grabbed the food without using chopsticks to pick up food. If it were normal, Uncle Guo's actions would definitely make Wu Fei laugh, but now he pretended that he didn't see it, and followed Uncle Guo to the Cat of the Watchtower.

The ground floor of the Japanese watchtower, which is the first floor, is the residence of the puppet soldiers. It is surrounded by a large busthouse surrounded by a circle of busthouses. Nearly twenty people are crowded in this small space, which makes the busthouse look a little crowded, leaving the busthouse to the wooden staircase on the second floor, and there are still two people sleeping on it.

The space is too small, and the puppet army and the puppet army are too close to each other, which brings a lot of trouble to Uncle Guo and Wu Fei. It will be very difficult to kill these puppet army without any hesitation.

Uncle Guo obviously hasn't closed yet, so this is the case. No matter how many floors are included in the watchtower, there are two floors on the roof. How could the Japanese let so many puppet troops squeeze on the first floor?

But since this is the scene, you have to go even if you bite the bullet.

Uncle Guo tiptoed in. The dagger in his hand looked like a poisonous snake, wrapping the neck of the puppet army closest to him. Instead, he used the extremely cruel method of cutting his throat.

Wu Fei also had a dagger, but it was not actually considered a dagger, because it was the bayonet on his gun, which was always inserted by his leggings. There was no room here for him to use Ge Ge's unique skills. Using a knife was the only way. Although he didn't learn to use a knife for a long time, he had been taught by Uncle Guo himself after all, and there was naturally no problem with dealing with the puppet army who fell asleep like a dead person.

Uncle Guo and Wu Fei acted as usual, and each killed three people in an instant. Uncle Guo ended the fourth puppet army, but Wu Fei had an accident. When he slit his throat, the puppet army tilted his head slightly in his sleep, causing him to slash his knife and failed to cut his throat. Instead, he cut the artery on the neck of the puppet army, and the blood gushed out to the faces of several puppet soldiers around him, and immediately woke up the people.

Wu Fei was not panicked after he realized his mistake. Before the puppet army beside him could react, the bayonet had already pierced into the man's heart.

A mistake is a mistake. Although Wu Fei tried to make up for it, he still couldn't stop being discovered. Finally, a puppet army screamed and shouted out.

This shout finally woke up the remaining puppet troops. Not only that, even the Japanese on the stairs were shocked. A verbal scolding that Wu Fei could not understand was the best proof.

"The rebels die!" Wu Fei pulled out the bayonet that was stabbed in the chest of the puppet army, and shouted this sentence while another puppet army next to him wanted to resist. He still felt a little reluctant in his heart, and he was unwilling to put these puppet army, who were also Chinese, to death. Since they had been discovered, there was no need to remain silent anymore, and words could also be used to shock others.

Uncle Guo understood his intentions, but the puppet soldiers could not understand that the puppet soldiers on the side did not stop resisting because of his shouts. He rushed over and grabbed Wu Fei's hand with both hands, and wanted to use his body to overwhelm Wu Fei. In the past, Wu Fei would definitely not be able to avoid this pounce, but now he is no longer the former Wu Xia Ameng. Although his hand was caught, his body was on the left side. While avoiding this pounce, he also stretched out his foot to trip the puppet soldiers. The hand holding the knife suddenly relaxed. When the bayonet fell, it was caught by the other hand from the air. A cold light flashed by, and a deep blood mark appeared on the neck of the rebellious puppet soldiers. The two hands that grabbed Wu Fei naturally released, covering their necks desperately, as if they wanted to block something, but it was still futile. Blood sputtered around like a fountain through the fingers.

This extremely bloody scene shocked the other puppet troops who wanted to resist and began to retreat, and several even fled.

Wu Fei's face was covered with blood. The knife just now was too fierce. The blood spurted out from the puppet army's neck also splashed on him, making him look extremely terrifying, like a god of killing just walked out of the Shura Field.

He grabbed the bayonet with his left hand, and the tip of the knife was still bleeding, and he forced several puppet soldiers who were frightened and weak. He didn't want to kill them, but he would not be able to concentrate on dealing with the Japanese upstairs with Uncle Guo.

"careful!"

Uncle Guo suddenly screamed, and Wu Fei turned his head and saw the dagger in his hand throwing it, the direction was the other side of the wooden stairs.

"ah!"

I saw a scream from the stairs. When Wu Fei looked over, a Japanese man with only a crotch cloth rolled down from the wooden stairs. The knife that Uncle Guo threw was exactly on the thigh of the Japanese soldier. When the Japanese rolled to the ground, Wu Fei discovered that the Japanese soldier was holding a short gun in his hand. It was the Japanese box in a Japanese standard. This Japanese officer was an officer. The soldiers' standard weapon was 38 large covers. Only officers and above could equip the turtle box. In the Japanese army with strict hierarchy, even the military officers with high reputation were not qualified to equip the turtle box.

Although Uncle's sword hit the Japanese officer, he also caused him to roll down from the stairs, but it was not fatal. Although the Japanese officer was mischievous, he had very high military literacy. Before Uncle Guo or Wu Fei approached to kill him, he had already knocked the trigger of the gun in his hand.

This shot did not hit Wu Fei or Uncle Guo, but it played an unexpected role: it finally detonated the quiet and terrifying night sky.
Chapter completed!