The night is quiet, and the hazy moonlight shines on the earth like mercury, making the earth more peaceful.
In a tent in a tent area where an army is stationed in the vast primitive mountains where the Naji people live, Zhao Wuji holds the "ink knife" in his hand.
He calmly examined everything in front of him.
A pair of men were sleeping soundly on the bed.
There were some documents on a simple table, and a pistol and military uniforms were hung on a shelf.
Zhao Wuji slowly approached the bed and looked at the man and woman lying on the bed seriously.
The man was thirty-four or five years old, had a Chinese character face, and a beard.
He was of yellow race.
The woman was also of yellow race, very delicate, with long hair like ink.
Scattered beside the pillow, Zhao Wuji covered the man's mouth, and with a light stroke of the "ink knife" on the other man's neck, he cut off the other man's windpipe, and the man passed away peacefully in his sleep.
Zhao Wuji has basically figured out the details of these soldiers.
To put it simply, they are drug traffickers who have seized this territory and coerced the mountain people here to plant poppies.
Zhao Wuji may not have known what poppies were before, but after two years of walking in society, Years later, it became clear that there was no mental barrier to killing these people.
As for the woman next to him, Zhao Wuji couldn't do it because he didn't know her identity and was afraid of accidentally killing her.
After Zhao Wuji had confirmed that the officer was dead, he put all the documents on the table into a document bag, slung it on his body, took out the gun from the shelf, quietly slipped out of the tent, and moved towards other tents.
Went in, followed the same pattern, and after taking down several tents in succession, we saw a group of patrolmen coming in front, and quickly got into a simple tent next to it.
After entering the tent, Zhao Wuji found two people lying on the withered grass on the ground, two women to be precise.
They were dressed in the clothes of the Naji tribe.
Their hair was unkempt, their bodies were covered with injuries, and their clothes were torn.
Zhao Wuji Shocked, after the patrol left, he slowly retreated.
Zhao Wuji estimated that it was a woman from the Naji tribe who offended these officers and was severely punished.
It seemed that the people of the Naji tribe did not live a good life, but today they came to kill people, not to save people.
To save one person would not be a good thing.
It is better to kill a few more officers.
Without the officers, the troops will naturally fight for power and fight among themselves, or even leave.
The troops composed of drug dealers only have interests in their eyes, and internal conflicts are prone to occur.
Then under the cover of night, Zhao Wuji looked like a phantom.
After killing several more officers in the tents, he came to a dark corner of a brick house and hid.
After a group of patrolmen passed by, Zhao Wuji looked around, eager to find their arsenal. , as long as their arsenal is destroyed, this army of drug traffickers will be about the same.
Just as he was about to leave, he accidentally glanced at the window and found that the brick building was packed with people, all with heavy expressions.
Suddenly something caught his eye, and he was shocked.
He went up and took a closer look, and found that there were actually several bodies inside.
Soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Yanhuang Kingdom's special forces.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuji couldn't remain indifferent.
Forget it if he didn't find it.
If he found it, he would definitely be saved.
Otherwise, he would feel guilty.
He leaned against the wall.
Zhao Wuji looked around and after making sure that there was no danger for the time being, he detoured to the front and used his internal strength.
With one vomit, he broke the big lock, opened the door gently, ducked in, and then closed the door smoothly.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji felt someone sneaking up on him from behind.
He knew it was those special forces soldiers, and he admired them in his heart.
They were injured like this, but they were still so vigilant.
He grabbed the arm of the person who was hugging him from behind and was about to choke him, and pulled and threw him. , slamming the other party to the ground, and shouted in a low voice: "One of our own."
Several other soldiers who were ready to fight were stunned when they heard this.
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They stopped their hands and looked at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji whispered: "Which section do you belong to?"
Everyone looked at Zhao Wuji and did not answer.
Before his identity was confirmed, no one could easily believe that he was in danger.
As a special forces soldier, he still had this awareness.
Who knew if this was a trap?
Zhao Wuji suddenly woke up, smiled coquettishly, and said: "Look at me, I have forgotten the creed and discipline of soldiers.
Forget it, you don't need to tell me whether your injuries can heal or not."
"Who are you?"
one of them said, staring at Zhao Wuji with eyes like a wolf in the forest.
"Okay, don't look at me like that.
Look at me again.
I'm leaving.
I have my life to get out.
Don't tell people that I won't save you even if I die."
Zhao Wuji said dissatisfied.
He was kind enough to save people but acted like an enemy.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji said in surprise: "What happened?
Why are there women so injured?
What do you soldiers do for food?"
Then under the moonlight, Zhao Wuji saw the woman lying on the ground wearing blue clothes, blue pants, a pair of blue boat-shaped shoes, and a blue bandana on her head, which wrapped her hair.
She looks like a woman dressed as an ethnic minority.
Several soldiers were told by Zhao Wuji that they lowered their heads.
They did not protect women, and were indeed not men enough.
Everyone acknowledged this mistake, and no one refuted it.
Zhao Wuji was too lazy to say anything else.
He went up to check the woman's injuries and asked, "What on earth is going on with you?"
Everyone still said nothing and just looked at Zhao Wuji carefully.
Zhao Wuji was so angry that he was depressed to death, but there was no way.
Without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy, these soldiers were right not to easily trust others, but this problem must be solved.
Otherwise, there is no way to carry out rescue.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Wuji said: "I don't care which army you are from, or what is going on.
Now I only ask you one thing.
I will find a way for you to get out.
Do you want to leave or not?"
, just give me a nice word, I don’t have time to spend here with you.”
"Excuse me, can we trust you?"
The soldier who looked like the team leader looked at Zhao Wuji cautiously and asked.
The others also looked at Zhao Wuji cautiously, wishing to see through Zhao Wuji.
"You don't have to believe me, just believe what you see with your eyes.
There's no problem with your injuries.
If you can walk, just leave."
As he said that, Zhao Wuji picked up the woman, stood up and walked towards the door.
Several other soldiers exchanged glances with each other, and they all felt that Zhao Wuji did not seem like an enemy, and everything that happened in front of them did not seem like a trap.
But no matter what, the opportunity was in front of him.
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If he gave it a try, the worst possible outcome would be death.
There was nothing to be afraid of, so everyone followed out of the room one after another, following behind Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji held the person in his arms and led the way.
When he felt a patrol coming, he hid and signaled to the people behind him.
We were all special forces and had their own way of hiding.
Zhao Wuji didn't have to worry about it.
After walking for a while, these soldiers began to believe in Zhao Wuji.
If this was a trap, then these soldiers really couldn't figure out what the purpose was.
If letting everyone go back was also the purpose, then this trap was a beautiful trap.
Seeing another group of patrolmen coming in front, Zhao Wuji and others were hiding in a tent.
The people in this tent had been killed by Zhao Wuji.
Everyone found that Zhao Wuji was very familiar with this place, and he seemed to know about this tent.
As if it were a situation, several people exchanged a look in tacit understanding.
After the team leader waited for the patrolman to leave, he looked at the dead officer on the bed and suddenly pulled Zhao Wuji and said, "You seem to be very familiar with the situation here."
"I made the opening that we came in.
I killed this officer.
There are more than ten officers in the tents here who were killed by me.
Do you have any questions?"
Zhao Wuji stared at the other party and said. .
"I'm sorry, I think we should trust you."
The team leader was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said: "But we need weapons.
There are more than 300 soldiers here, and there are minefields everywhere.
There is only one way to go, and there are no weapons. , we can’t go this way.”
Zhao Wuji looked at everyone carefully in the moonlight and found that everyone was injured to some extent.
It was not very convenient to move.
It was indeed difficult to walk.
He thought for a while and said, "You know where the arsenal is?"
"I'll take you there.
You guys stay here and don't move.
Earth Eagle, Blood Eagle, you two follow me."
The leader pointed at two soldiers who were relatively easy to move and looked at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji put the lady on the ground, handed the gun and bullets to a soldier next to him, took out the "ink knife" and whispered: "Let's go."
Everyone had seen what Zhao Wuji had done, and until this moment, they had seventy-eight points of trust.
As soon as they got the gun and bullets, they knew whether it was real or not.
How could the enemy leave the real gun to his opponent's leader?
After looking at him, he motioned for the other two people to follow him and move forward.
Under the leadership of the team leader, the four of them quickly touched a large courtyard.
Zhao Wuji keenly discovered that there were more than a dozen people standing guard at the entrance and inside of the courtyard.
They were heavily guarded.
He quickly raised his hands to signal everyone to stop, and he carefully touched it from the side.
Go forward and stop at the corner.
The corner of the wall was only seven or eight meters away from the gate.
Zhao Wuji, wearing the clothes of an enemy, walked over in a swagger.
Two guards at the door raised their guns at Zhao Wuji and shouted something loudly.
Zhao Wuji didn't understand.
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Deliberately pretending to cough, he walked forward quickly.
Just when the two sentries were about to shoot, the "ink knife" in Zhao Wuji's hand appeared, and a jet-black blade streaked across.
The two sentries covered their throats and fell to the ground, twitching in pain several times, and died.
Zhao Wuji gestured to the back, and three soldiers rushed over, picked up their guns, and looked at Zhao Wuji differently.
Zhao Wuji took the lead and rushed in, waving his "Mo Knife" and killing the enemies who came over to ask what happened.
The two enemies behind him were about to shoot, but were hit by the guns of the three soldiers who were chasing them.
Zao Wuji kicked his head off on the spot.
After a while, more than a dozen enemies were quickly eliminated by the four men without a single gunshot being fired.
Most of them died under Zhao Wuji's "Mo Knife".
They were killed with one knife.
The three soldiers saw Zhao Wuji's terrifying expression.
The fighting power was all stunned, and the eyes looking at Zhao Wuji were a little more fanatical and reverent.
"Quick, get the weapons."
Zhao Wuji shouted in a low voice, rushed in, kicked open a warehouse, and saw that it was full of neatly stacked weapons.
He went up and picked up an assault rifle and about ten more ammunition.
With the clip on his waist, he glanced at the other three people and saw that the two were holding weapons.
The leader didn't know what they were doing.
After watching it for a while, Zhao Wuji understood that the team leader was using the equipment here to make time bombs.
Zhao Wuji didn't understand this stuff, so he walked to the door of the yard and stood guard.
After a while, he saw three people coming out of it, carrying weapons on their backs.
He was holding several guns and several bags, probably containing ammunition.
The four people walked back quickly, avoiding patrols all the way, and came to the tent.
They distributed the weapons.
The leader said: "The ammunition depot will explode in a few minutes.
We have to leave quickly."
Zhao Wuji looked at the unconscious woman lying on the ground and said, "Which one of you will carry her?"
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