Chapter 274 The Spirit in Heaven

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[The last chapter was wrong, it was written as 272, and the catalogue has not been displayed, crying]

The Yancheng government office was heavily guarded. Teams of Shandong warriors with guns and knives passed through the front hall and back yard. Although there were not many people, only five people in a team, the tail of the front team followed the head of the back team, and the interval in between was less than three minutes. Wei Changkong held a silver pocket watch in his hand, and with the bright light from the fire outside, he could see the time on the pocket watch clearly.

There were warriors standing inside and outside each courtyard gate, and there were also guards on the corners of the wall. I just don’t know if there are people arranged on the roof. The most important thing is that the torches in this government office are bright, and there are no idle people walking around at will. "Damn it!" Wei Changkong, who was born in Zhejiang, cursed in anger.

"It seems that I can only take risks." Wei Changkong said to the seven people behind him in the side room of the front government office. The other backup team was not deaf either. They also rushed over after hearing the noise, but they were just one step slower than Wei Changkong. Now the two groups of people gathered in this side room.

I have to explain that the eight people are now dressed in the style of Liu Yong's personal soldiers. Black clothes with a big word "Yong" on the back, leg wraps, and black shoes with thousand-layer soles. They are all holding single swords in their hands, which is different from the half-firearms and half-swords and guns of Liu Yong's personal soldiers. They also have a few grenades on their waists, which is the second point. The third point is that two of them are carrying two ten-jin gunpowder bags.

They are all in the front yamen. The entire Yancheng County Yamen is only a hundred meters long, and the front yamen is even shorter. As long as the killing is sudden, it is possible to rush into the hall. After Zhang Gu took away 300 people, only half of Liu Yong's personal guard camp was left. The soldiers were divided into two places, one or two hundred people guarding the streets and alleys outside, and the other one hundred people guarding this county government office.

"If there are more patrols coming, kill them. Brothers, act quickly and don't make any noise." Otherwise, they will have no choice but to attack by force. Wei Changkong took out a blowpipe from his arms, which contained poisonous needles. With a little practice, this thing can spray the sharp needles more than ten meters away. And the needles of these sharp needles are all soaked in the juice of the curare.

As a person in the 21st century, Chen Ming is not small. The poison of "blood-killing" is not small. Before the dark camp extended its hands and feet to Guangdong and Guangxi, Chen Ming first asked people to go to Guangxi to find the juice of the curare. It provided a sharp and powerful weapon for the special forces of the dark camp.

Chen Ming only knew about the curare tree on the Internet. It is said that the milky white juice of the curare tree is highly toxic. Once it comes into contact with the wounds of humans and animals, it can cause cardiac paralysis (caused by arrhythmia), blood vessel closure, blood coagulation, and even suffocation and death. Therefore, people call it "blood-seal throat". I have never really seen it, let alone tried it myself.

After the thing was sent to him, Chen Ming experimented with cats and dogs, and it was true. Blood-seal throat!

Five blow arrows were shot, and the five patrolling township warriors fell to the ground without a word. Wei Changkong and others hurriedly opened the door and carried all five bodies into the house. Then the five people carried waist knives and long guns and bird guns and sent a team to the front yamen.

When the gunshots and explosions sounded in the county yamen, the remaining three Wei Changkongs in the house looked at each other, drew their knives, jumped out of the door, and shouted and rushed to the lobby. Wei Changkong took the lead, holding a knife in his right hand and a flying knife in his left hand. For a martial arts master like him, the hand gun is not useless. The power of the hand gun is definitely not comparable to that of the flying knife, but the hand gun is definitely not as good as the flying knife in continuous shooting. The two people behind him both held a steel knife in one hand and a gunpowder bag in the other hand. In the dark, the two gunpowder bags looked like two small shields.

In the lobby of the county government, Liu Yong was still sitting upright. A group of rural warriors stood on the steps. The team of special forces that had rushed out had one person killed in the battle and one injured. The four people hid in the bungalow behind the county government, which was the Ya Zaofang.

After passing the Ya Zaofang, you will reach Chongguang Gate, and a golden plaque with "Heavenly Law, National Law, Human Feelings" is hung on the door. The corridor-style corridor is surrounded by auxiliary rooms on both sides. After passing Chongguang Gate, there are double-eaved double corridor auxiliary rooms on both sides, which is where Wei Changkong and his men hid before.

The five men who killed the garrison militiamen were caught off guard and rushed to the meeting room on the right side of the hall, but there were too few people. In the end, they threw out a gunpowder bag and retreated into the yamen house in the chaos.

No one noticed that three people wearing the same clothes had quietly moved to the side and back of the hall. Wei Changkong winked at the two people behind him. One of them threw away his waist knife and took out a fire starter. He silently shouted five numbers in his heart, and threw the gunpowder bag against the wall of the hall three or five feet away. There was a loud bang, the house collapsed, and screams were heard.

"Kill--" Wei Changkong roared, led his men through the smoke, and drilled into the hall through the broken wall. He saw a man among several people rolling in a ball. Wasn't it Liu Yong? An official robe...

In the courtyard where Xiao Changchun was, the sound of gunfire and grenades were thrown out like raindrops. The entire Qingzhou camp plus the 300 people brought by Zhang Gu, a small number of militiamen with less than a thousand people, could not be quickly captured. When the explosion and shouting came from the direction of the county government, Zhang Gu suddenly looked back, his eyes piercing.

He was originally from Qingzhou. His father was a student of Liu Tongxun in his early years. He was an official to the prefecture, but he resigned early because of his injury and returned home. Unlike Liu Tongxun, who was still in the military at the age of 70. After returning home, Zhang's father carefully cultivated Zhang Gu. Zhang Gu himself was also knowledgeable and talented. He passed the examinations of scholar and juren at a young age and joined Liu Yong's school. It can be said that the Zhang family is a die-hard member of the Liu family.

"Dog thief, good dog thief..." Zhang Gu, who was thoughtful, immediately understood what was going on. The Fuhan Army attacked in the east and west, firing guns and artillery openly to shake the entire Yancheng. Secretly, the real goal was to behead Liu Yong.

Thinking that once Liu Yong did something bad, the nearly 10,000 Shandong regiment soldiers would immediately be leaderless. This move could really cut off a humerus of the southward army with one blow. "Get out, get out! Follow me back to the county office."

And when Zhang Gu and his men ran for several hundred meters and panted when they saw the gate of the county government, "Boom boom..." Two consecutive loud thunders frightened a group of Shandong men who hurriedly came back to scream. .

"Sir..." Zhang Gu had a bad feeling in his heart, and he felt that Liu Yong was really in trouble. When he rushed through the gate, Yimen, and the sixth room, he saw the collapsed Yancheng County Government Hall at a glance, as if he had been hit by a giant cannon. My heart immediately felt angry with a heartbreaking pain.

The lobby of the Yancheng County Government Office is so dilapidated. How can one believe that Liu Yong is still alive?

"Sir..." Zhang Gu shouted and ran up to the lobby. The bricks and tiles were in a mess, the pillars were collapsed, and the beams were caved in. Where was the three-foot Dharma table?

Tears had flooded Zhang Gu's face unconsciously. This time the army went south, if he could get some military merit, Liu Yong would give him an official position in the court. When the examination starts next year, everything will be fine. You can still be successful even if you fail the exam. But now, this amiable and trustworthy teacher, this great supporter, is just gone...

"Mr. Zhang, those thieves are still hiding in the corridor side room of Chongguangmen..."

Zhang Gu, who was kneeling on the ruins and crying, raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were blood red, "Kill, kill me. Kill them all, chop the bodies into pieces and feed them to the dogs." Zhang Gu, who was extremely hateful, shouted crazily. With.

"Tell me how these rebels got in? Where is the loophole? I want to kill them..."

Zhang Gu, who was roaring at the top of his lungs in the ruins, was like a wounded wild wolf, his heart filled with killing and red blood.

Wei Changkong and others broke into the lobby and threw a poison-soaked dart at Liu Yong, and threw several grenades. Finally, Wei Changkong and others used a gunpowder bag to find their way back to the side room. Only eight people in the two teams were left. Three people. All three of them were still scarred.

But fortunately, they have a tunnel to escape, otherwise the entire army would have to be annihilated. The three people had more than a dozen injuries, large and small. The county government hall collapsed. Shandong Lianyong, who was guarding the county government office, rushed towards them like crazy. If not for the gunpowder packets that opened the way, all of them would have been killed on the road. .

Wei Changkong's face was pale and there were stab wounds on his chest, back and back. If it weren't for the soft armor inside, he might have died long ago. A subordinate who was friendly with the injury helped him climb forward. The tunnel was not very tall, so both of them had to bend down. You must know that the Fuhan Army did this without telling the people of Yancheng. It is very rare to have such a large scale. The remaining people planted grenades at the entrance of the tunnel. They were very precious string grenades.

Therefore, Wei Changkong and the other three who were seriously injured actually escaped. When the three of them endured the pain and got out of the arrival, and then quickly moved to hide in the arrival under an ordinary house, the three of them looked at each other. Looking at each other, weeping and laughing.

Eight people fought in, and three came out bruised and bruised. But they couldn't complain, because before participating in this mission, each of them received three hundred silver dollars, which was the money for selling their lives. And after this achievement, the five dead people will still have higher pensions, and the living ones will also be able to benefit from it in the future. As long as the Fuhan army is not defeated!

"Where is the pigeon? Which one of you can still move? Send a secret message quickly."

"I, I'll go."

The cooing pigeons were hidden in the tunnel. When the man stood up, his face was full of pain, but an uncontrollable joy also faintly radiated from him. Liu Yong was definitely dead. He would have died if he was hit by a flying knife that was smeared with blood and sealed his throat. Not to mention that he also threw four or five grenades in that direction. If Liu Yong was still alive, it would be God's blessing.

The pigeon flapped its wings and flew out of a residential area, flying towards Gaoyou Prefecture. The Fuhan Army has focused on cultivating carrier pigeons since they got the advantage of flying pigeons to carry messages. In addition to cultivating them at home, they also recruit flying pigeons and people who are good at cultivating carrier pigeons from all over the country. Many of the sellers do not know that they are working for the Fuhan Army.

The man returned from releasing the homing pigeon, and the light in the cave was bright. There were already five or six meat and vegetables such as braised pork and roast chicken on a small table, as well as a wine jar and eight wine bowls on two sides.

"I didn't expect that our brothers would really come back from the county government office. We had a narrow escape. But there were still five brothers who left the county government office. This first bowl of wine is a tribute to the five brothers' spirits in heaven..."