"The boss! The boss! It's not good! The cross-eyed news came from the cross-eyed patrol at the mountain pass, saying that a large number of people were coming towards us, and it seemed that the visitors were not kind!"

Just as the old bat was leisurely planning to finish this business and be able to make his reputation by taking on similar jobs, a roar suddenly sounded outside the door, and a roar of ghosts and howlings sounded. Then, a thin man wearing shabby clothes and a thin head ran in panic. Seeing the old bat sitting on the chair, he rushed over.

The old bat's dream was interrupted, his face was full of impatientness, and he looked at the bald head with his triangle eyes up and down, and stood up and shouted, "What howl? I'm not dead yet! I've said it many times. We are a deadly business, and we must be vigilant at all times. You are so loud that you are telling people that there are people here! Then this is a damn secret place?"

The bald man was scolded before he could speak, and his face was filled with a hint of Haoran. He almost jumped on his shoulders, and his old-fashioned spear was rusted upwards, stretched out his hand to scratch his butt, nodded and smiled: "Yes, yes! The little one was wrong. Isn't this so anxious about this matter? Otherwise, the rules you set would be small, how dare you not obey them."

"Yes." The old bat had frivolous eyebrows, rolled his eyes slightly, raised his head and made a proud nostrils facing the sky, raised his mouth and squeezed out a word from his teeth to express satisfaction, and said, "Tell me. What the hell is it!"

He had been wandering around just now, and he didn't hear anything bald was yelling.

The bald man stood up quickly and said, "The boss, the news has been heard that a large group of people came from the mountain pass, looking like officers and soldiers. I guess the visitors are not good!"

The old bat heard it clearly this time. He suddenly shuddered and said hurriedly: "Where are you now? How far is it from here."

"It's still about thirty miles!" The bald man said honestly: "But I delayed for a while just now. With the time you took... I guess it's only ten miles now!"

"So fast?" the old bat gasped and said in disbelief: "So fast?"

The bald man smiled bitterly and said, "They are all cavalry, how fast can they not be fast? If I hadn't been familiar with the mountain road and ran back from the small road in one breath, I would have been unable to move forward to them!"

The old bat felt his hair blowing up all over his body, and quickly grabbed the turtle box on the table, inserted it into his waist and walked out. The bald man hurriedly followed behind.

“How many people are there?”

"It's said that there are at least one camp of troops!"

The old bat suddenly stopped, and didn't care about pursuing the bald head who couldn't brake and hit him. He turned around and asked, "Are you sure? A battalion's horse team has at least a thousand horses. It runs at least two miles in a row."

"Then you must have seen something wrong!" The bald man patted his chest and said, "Have you forgotten what my father did before? I don't have any other skills. I'm still a little sure if I'm talking about the other side skills like heaven and earth!"

The old bat nodded. He knew that this bald father was originally a horse-striking horse in Hubei. He has been influenced by the eyes since he was a child and has learned a unique skill of exploration. He usually cross-eyed and was responsible for the solid situation of external affairs, and every time he was not bad.

After hearing so many people, the old bat relaxed, glared at the bald man for no reason, and cursed: "You are brainless. There are only a few people in our group. Even if the officers and soldiers encircled a platoon, we would be beaten to scream. Now the troops from another battalion are definitely not for us!" When he said this, he raised his hand and slapped the bald man in a slap, and said: "I'm just blind, I'm scared to death!"

Just when the old bat thought he understood the situation and relaxed, he felt the ground start to shake slightly. Then he heard the sound of gunfire coming from outside. In less than a minute, more than a dozen bandits dressed in tattered clothes like beggars rushed in, with anxious expressions and yelling in a mess.

The old bat instinctively felt bad, so he roared a few times to suppress his subordinates' restlessness, and shouted: "Shut up! What the hell?"

"Original, let's run away quickly, the officers and soldiers are about to come."

"They are about to reach the foot of the mountain."

"Let's run away quickly. This time, these Ziqiu Bas are here. They start to shoot guns from afar and threaten us!"

The bandits rush to speak in a mess, and they quarreled again.

"Shut up!" The old bat shouted, waved his hand and pulled out the short gun behind him and said, "Let me see. I'm going to see what can scare you bastards like this."

He still didn't believe that in order to deal with his twenty or so people, officers and soldiers could send a thousand people to suppress them.

After leaving the old and secret village, the old bat led everyone to a cliff not far away, and jumped up to a large fir tree. Carefully hid himself behind a tree fork with relatively dense branches and leaves, and the bandits flew in other hidden places and looked into the distance together.

Soon, everyone saw a white line in the distance lifting up smoke and dust, rushing straight towards the hill beneath their feet, and could vaguely hear the sound of gunfire coming from over there.

"Hiss!" The old bat suddenly took a breath of air conditioning, and his originally small triangle eyes suddenly became bull's eyes. Now he saw the situation there.

These cavalrymen formed tightly and neatly, and at a very fast speed. As if they were getting bigger little by little, they quickly turned from small white dots to cavalrymen in white clothes and white horses. Looking at the neat formation of the cavalry, the dark and shiny muzzles exposed behind each person and their desperate number all exuded a sharp murderous aura. The bodies of many bandits on the cliff began to tremble. An atmosphere full of fear and despair began to spread in everyone's hearts, and many bandits with no clothes even threw away their weapons in fear.

"Enter all of them are energetic. If you want to survive, try not to make any sound." The old bat was also secretly panicked, but he was not as scared as his subordinates. In his opinion, the cavalry was not suitable for mountain operations. Even if they had many guns, they hid in the mountains. It was tantamount to finding them.

Just as he was careful about the stall, the White Horse Cavalry Brigade was approaching the foot of the mountain, and no one was sending orders. The cavalry team that stretched for a kilometer actually began to slow down at the same time and slowly stopped at the entrance to the mountain. Then a small team was immediately assigned to send troops into the mountain without hesitation.

The old bat's heart trembled and thought to himself: Are you really here to find me? I'm causing trouble for that god, besides causing me such a big deal. He was still shocked. The few minions behind him couldn't help peeing their pants when the cavalry stopped. More of them could not help but run backwards!

Not to mention, this squad of cavalry really came to trouble the old bat. Although he was selected by the evil dictator leader as the point that entered the plot.

On the way, they rushed from Baitou Mountain and leaned against the near-Earth satellite reconnaissance network that was uninterrupted for twenty-four hours above their heads, and easily cleaned up the bearded hills on the road that were affected by the fish. With the order to keep a living as much as possible, these simulated NSS5 robots did not take any heavy measures. Most of them relied on precise information along the way, and the sharp vitality network scared these beggars down.

A small team was left in each place to organize these captured bearded men. When they arrived at their destination a hundred miles away, there were less than a thousand people left in a large group.

"Sir! Discover the target!" The adjutant closed his eyes and moved the small signal receiver on his head.

The captain nodded slightly, and the thermal imaging location map of the old bat and his group had appeared on their pupils. He compared the stored three-dimensional map of the northeast mountain with expressionless expression. With the pressure of the entire army to allocate massive calculations, the old bat's current location was almost instantly analyzed. The captain looked up at the cliff that was facing his own cliff and said softly: "The team b-245 to b-255 entered the mountain from both sides, and was ready to cooperate with the team b-240 to b-244 who entered the first to surround the target in all directions. Now we start to transmit the target location map."

The white horse cavalry transferred by Wang Zheng this time are all NSS5 simulation types, belonging to the second batch of cavalry types. After all, compared with the first batch of white horse cavalry series of Earth Gene Man series, the cost is even cheaper, and it has an advantage that other troops cannot match in group combat - synchronous information transmission!

What's more, for Wang Zheng, the current combat robots of the NSS5 series have become cannon fodder troops. Although their combat effectiveness is not as good as other troops, they still have great advantages over the mobs of the Republic of China period.

Just when the captain sent the support troops again, the old bat was already running away in the mountains and forests like a frightened bird.

Originally, he could still encourage and suppress his fearful heart and constantly tell him that these unknown enemies could not find him. However, as the soldiers from four small teams approached his hiding place with guns almost straight, how could this cunning old ghost not be able to stand firm.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Stop! Surrender and don't kill!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Stop! If you run again, you will hit you!"
Chapter completed!