Zheng Xiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the black wolf to react suddenly, but he immediately understood that it must have discovered something, which was why it acted like this. He quickly stood up, followed and rushed out of the yard.
The black wolf ran wildly in front, escaping from the courtyard in the blink of an eye, and then rushed towards the street to the west, where there was a threshing floor and the place where the whole village held meetings.
Zheng Xiao followed closely behind. Although he didn't know what Hei Lang had discovered, he knew that since Hei Lang's reaction was so strong, he must have discovered something. Therefore, he raised his vigilance to the limit and prepared to fight.
Prepare.
The courtyard they were in was not too far from the threshing floor, so they were outside the threshing floor in the blink of an eye.
At this point, the black wolf seemed to be silent. It stepped lightly, as if it had turned into a cat, and walked silently towards the wall of the threshing floor, as if it was afraid of surprising something inside.
Zheng Xiao also hurriedly slowed down his steps and followed the black wolf, approaching the wall. At the same time, he pulled out the half of the hunting fork he just found in the house from behind.
Although the hunting fork is not so easy to use, it is better than nothing. At least you don't have to use bare hands.
The wall of the threshing floor was not high, only as high as Zheng Xiao's waist. They bent down and tiptoed behind the wall, and carefully looked into the threshing floor.
Seeing this, Zheng Xiao was immediately surprised.
In the threshing floor, there were several soldiers wearing special force uniforms standing there. It was obvious that they were all veterans who had experienced many battles. They were filled with a murderous aura that was so strong that it made people’s breathing quicken and their hearts beating.
Speeding up, even when Zheng Xiao saw them, he couldn't help but subconsciously tighten his muscles and make a natural reaction when encountering an opponent.
With a Kevlar helmet, an automatic rifle that is very similar to the Type 95, a highly simulated camouflage special combat uniform, and a resolute face typical of Chinese soldiers, Zheng Xiao could tell at a glance that these people were Chinese special forces.
But the logo on their left arms made him a little confused. This kind of graphics with swords pointing to the sky seemed to be used by no special forces.
As the captain of the Longya Special Forces Brigade, Zheng Xiao is familiar with every special operations force in the country, even those with hidden special operations, but he has never seen such a strange logo.
It can be seen from the combat quality of these special forces members that they are definitely top-notch special operations members. Their combat capabilities are at the elite level in any unit. They are hidden like treasures by commanders and fighters at all levels.
Just when Zheng Xiao was watching these people in a daze, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, followed by a group of people rushing up from the entrance of a threshing floor on the other side, surrounding these special operations team members.
among.
Grandma’s is Japanese!
Zheng Xiao's brows jumped. A group of Japanese soldiers rushed in. However, they seemed to be different from the Japanese soldiers in the past. They were not in horse-dung yellow military uniforms, but in black combat uniforms with helmets on their heads.
Zheng Xiao couldn't help but be stunned by the steel helmet and the weapon he had never seen before.
This is a strange-looking weapon. The one-foot-long barrel is not made of metal, but a strange transparent glass tube with a red crystal inside. It looks like a laser weapon in a science fiction movie.
Not all Japanese soldiers who rushed in had this kind of weapon. Most of them had ordinary automatic rifles. Only two Japanese soldiers had this kind of weapon in their hands. They were closely protected by four Japanese soldiers and stood far behind.
Surrounded by these Japanese soldiers who suddenly appeared, several special operations team members seemed very calm. They quickly switched to a back-to-back combat posture and faced off against the Japanese soldiers outside. One of the burly men laughed and said, "
Lao Cheng, these little devils are really haunting."
A big man whom he called Lao Cheng shook his big head, spat on the ground, and cursed in a muffled voice, "Old Duan, since we're here, let's just collect them all, and we just don't have enough food."
Woolen cloth."
"That's right, Captain, when have our Thunder Team ever been afraid of little Japs?" Another special operations team member who was also very burly shouted.
Several special operations team members did not seem to pay attention to the Japanese soldiers around them. They chatted and laughed loudly while clenching the automatic rifles in their hands and getting ready for battle.
The crowd of besieging Japanese soldiers dispersed, and a major in his thirties came out. He came to a few people and said in skillful Chinese, "Guys, I know you are warriors, but you must be in the same situation now.
As I understand it, I hope you can lay down your weapons and hand over that thing."
The big man who became Lao Duan glanced at him with disdain, and then sneered, "I know you are just here for that thing, but it's a pity that I won't tell you where it is, so you should stop dreaming."
The Japanese Major's expression changed slightly, but he still regained his composure. He waved his hand and then stepped back, "Go ahead, catch them. Since they don't want to drink wine as a fine, let's leave it to No. 74 to deal with them."
Before he finished speaking, the surrounding Japanese soldiers swarmed up and rushed towards several special operations team members.
"Kill!" The surrounded special operations team members roared and rushed forward, waving their weapons.
The two sides started a fierce fight. For a time, the threshing floor was filled with shouts of killing, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, people kept falling, and screams came and went.
Zheng Xiao lay crouched outside the wall of the threshing floor, watching the fighting inside. His expression became particularly solemn, because he found that the Japanese soldiers were very powerful, stronger than the Kwantung Army soldiers he had fought against.
It's so much different that even the special forces team members who followed him through time are not far behind.
What is going on? Where did such a powerful Japanese army appear? And their weapons are different from ordinary Japanese soldiers?
Zheng Xiao's head was filled with question marks one after another, but there was no answer to any of them.
Although the Japanese soldiers were very powerful, Zheng Xiao was surprised by the combat effectiveness of the surrounded special forces members, which was beyond his expectations.
It can be seen at a glance that their skills have been honed in thousands of bloody battles. Their movements are crisp, simple and effective, coupled with their exceptionally skilled techniques and tactics, which makes the already strong Japanese soldiers still in a difficult situation.
They were at a disadvantage. In less than a minute of fighting between the two sides, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers fell to the ground, and the price they paid was only a slight injury to a special operations team member.
Zheng Xiao made an estimate in his mind, and he was surprised to find that the fighting power of these people was stronger than He Ming and Yang Gang, and not much worse than himself.
Which special operations brigade soldier is this? Why have I never seen it before? This thought came to Zheng Xiao's mind again.
At this time, the battle in the threshing floor had entered a fierce state.