"Grandpa," Chamu, who had been listening to us, suddenly interrupted, "Don't worry about things that others have decided for themselves.
Let them go.
At worst, I will lead them.
You can let them go."
One hundred and twenty hearts."
Old Mumu stretched out his hand and slapped Chamu hard on the head: "Donkey calf, you have been wild outside for a few years, but you have learned to challenge grandpa.
You young people, each one is more stupid than the last, and you don't like to listen to the old man's lessons.
In the end I’m not the only grandpa who feels bad for it.
I don’t care whether they want to go or not.
As for you, don’t even think about it.”
Cha Mu felt aggrieved immediately when Lao Mumu drank him.
He didn't dare to contradict the old man directly, so he had to hold me back and ask me to plead with him.
I said that we appreciate your kindness, but we are looking for someone, not fighting.
It may not work if there are too many people.
It's enough to have a guide.
You finally get back home.
It's business to be honest and filial to grandpa.
Zhamu argued with me for a few more times, but in the end he was persuaded.
However, he volunteered to pave the way for us and inquire about the situation in the village.
Secretary Jiang nodded quickly and said: "It's very necessary, it's very necessary.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you can win a hundred battles.
The bunch of bastards who came to the chieftain's house will definitely not give up when I go to the chieftain's house.
They may have already searched for people in the village.
In my opinion, we don't want to When it gets dark, it’s important to escape while the gate of the village is still open.”
Siyan and I discussed it and both felt that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time and that we should leave immediately to Fuxian Lake to find the whereabouts of Shirey Yang and the others.
When Lao Mumu heard that we were leaving, he calmly opened a side room.
When I saw it, my dear, the room was full of iron-clad firearms.
"Hehehehe, these are the things left behind when I hunted the rich.
In addition to hunting, I just touch two gun barrels.
You don't know how much trouble you will encounter when you go.
Pick what you like and take it as Old wood gives you a farewell meal."
I saw Lao Mumu dragging out all the housekeeping items from the bottom of the box, and I quickly thanked him.
Secretary Jiang was not polite either.
He picked out a long gun and a short cannon, and poured a box of ammunition into them.
I looked at most of them before liberation.
Although they have been maintained for a long time, some semi-automatic ones are really troublesome to use.
We carry guns just to be wary of jackals, tigers and leopards on the mountain and to give ourselves a sense of security.
If there really was a fight with the militia, these equipment alone would have no chance of winning.
With the help of old wood, we also drew a more detailed map.
Secretary Jiang immediately agreed upon seeing it.
The road Lao Mu pointed out to us was shorter than the main road he knew.
If we walked quickly, we could reach the Fuxian Lake area before dark.
We packed our backpacks, unloaded the useless things, and temporarily stored them in Laomou.
The old man also specially bought us a new flashlight.
Everything is ready now, just waiting for Cha Mu to come back and report on the situation in the village.
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We waited in the bamboo house of Lao Mumu's house for about half an hour, but we still didn't wait for Cha Mu.
Si Yan was a cautious person, so he asked if something would go wrong, and Chamu asked someone to find out.
I said that Chamu was a local and our identities had not been exposed.
Why did the militia arrest him, a half-year-old child?
Only halfway through speaking, I heard a "bang bang" banging sound coming from the door.
Secretary Jiang was startled and almost jumped up.
Lao Mumu let out a "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he came to the door and said sternly: "Who is this person?"
"Open the door, open the door quickly.
Is the person named Jiang in there?"
The voice shouted several times and started to bang on the door again.
He knocked the wooden planks on the bamboo building so hard that they almost exploded.
"You guys go quickly, take the back door, take the back door."
Old Wood blocked the door and waved to us.
Secretary Jiang picked up the things and ran towards the back of the bamboo building without saying a word.
I know that in this situation, I can only run.
If I am caught, it will definitely affect Lao Mumu and his family.
Siyan glanced at me: "If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood.
Fatty taught me that this is called escape, or strategic transfer."
I was dumbfounded by him.
I picked up my luggage with one hand and a spear with the other.
Eyes rolled out of the back window.
As soon as I landed on the ground, I heard an "ouch" sound.
I took a closer look and saw that it was a young man dressed as a Miao man.
He wore an armband and carried a shotgun on his back.
When he saw us, he opened his mouth to shout.
I thought badly, this kid was probably a sentry from the militia.
Just as I was about to take him, I saw a black shadow suddenly jump out from the grass, and knocked the Miao man to the ground with a "bang".
"Look at you, you are so young and your movements are not clumsy at all."
Secretary Jiang turned his hat back, then pointed at the people on the ground and said, "If I hadn't moved quickly, we would have been exposed long ago.
"I was afraid that his voice would be too loud and would attract pursuers, so I had to push him into the grass while praising him as a good example of all-round development of morality, intelligence, body and beauty, and a model for the country's secretary.
The bamboo house of Lao Mumu's family is right next to Yuemiao Village, about four to five hundred meters away from the fortress wall on the village.
It is noon now, and the sun is shining brightly.
It is easier for us to expose our target when we walk through the grass.
However, there are pursuers everywhere in the village at this moment.
I don’t care whether I will be seen by the militiamen on the watchtower, so I drag the two of them along.
Run along the route indicated in advance towards Lao Mu.
Old Wood said that there is an opening under the wall for flood discharge.
He once made a fence for the flood outlet.
That place was the weakest link in the entire bunker.
As long as the wooden fence was removed, he could get out.
He did this project himself, and no one knew the location of the spillway better than him.
We followed the route map he drew, walked through the grass and came to the bottom of the wall, and soon found a cave entrance covered with moss.
The three of us were close to the wall, and above our heads was the lookout point of the watchtower.
At this time, as long as someone lowers his head, we will be exposed immediately.
I asked Si Yan and Secretary Jiang to move to the side first.
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I put the camouflage bag on my head, then squatted down to check the hole.
After pulling away the weeds and moss, I saw a half-meter-high wooden fence.
The other end of the fence was dark and emitted the stench of sewers.
It must have been the floodgate where Lao Mumu was responsible for supervising the construction.
I wrinkled my nose, stretched out my hand to weigh it, grabbed both ends of the fence and pulled hard for a while, but I didn't want the thing to move at all.
I really don’t know whether to praise Lao Mumu for his good craftsmanship or scold him for ruining our plan.
"What's going on?"
Secretary Jiang leaned towards me while looking around.
He glanced at the dark hole, scratched his head and said, "The old wood is trying to kill us.
Look at how strong this wooden pile is.
You can't pry it open with just human power."
I said that since someone pointed out this way, there must be a trick.
It's a pity that the group of people chased him too fiercely, and the old wood didn't have time to explain
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