Under the fist

Chapter 32 Post-War Matters, Handing Over Maps

"Quick, follow up!"

In the deep mountains and forests, beams of light from several flashlights pierced through the thin darkness.

As night was drawing to a close, a faint light could be seen on the distant mountains.

Rabbits ran and foxes fled, all beasts retreated, and more than thirty figures moved nimbly through the dense forest.

Although these people moved quickly, they secretly formed a formation, three or three in a row, with their gun muzzles slightly raised and their gleaming bayonets flashing coldly. Not only were they all carrying grenades, but the two in the middle carried a Type 56 rocket launcher and a 20 or 30 kilograms of explosives, respectively. They all remained calm and silent.

As soon as the commotion started, someone's eyes suddenly turned, sharp as a knife. With a flick of his wrist, he thrust his bayonet forward and then retracted it, a flash of cold light passing by. But he didn't stop moving. With a few leaps, he followed the group into the depths of the mountains.

No sooner had the group left than a ball of earth, its head raised and tongue flicking, suddenly fell from the tree trunk, its skull pierced through.

The rapid pace seemed to transform into a drumbeat.

Qin Yuhu lagged behind, his expression tense, keeping up closely. Yan Lingyun followed beside him, the little girl running until her face was flushed and she was panting, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, her eyes anxiously searching for traces on the trees.

In fact, these veterans didn't need her to give them directions at all; they were able to find the marks left by Lian Youming on their own.

"This bastard."

Qin Yuhu's face showed little expression, but he was very anxious and furious inside.

Despite repeated warnings and instructions, Lian Youming just doesn't learn his lesson and always manages to cause trouble.

This time it's even more unusual; they're actually dealing with Xie Laosan and his gang of desperados again.

Just glancing at his empty right sleeve, a terrifying aura suddenly flashed in Qin Yuhu's eyes.

Last time, due to a moment of carelessness and the constraints of the environment, we suffered a great loss and even lost several good soldiers we had trained. This time, we must get our revenge and deal with these lawless bastards.

The veterans were also burning with rage, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Despite the group being on high alert and not stopping at all, they had to hurry because they were deep in the Greater Khingan Mountains and it was nighttime. In addition, Yan Lingyun needed to confirm the direction, which caused them to waste a lot of time.

As dawn broke and the first light of day appeared on the horizon, the group finally arrived at their destination.

A faint smell of blood and burnt smoke could still be smelled in the morning breeze.

"Manager Qin, look at this..."

Suddenly someone called out softly.

Qin Yuhu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a corpse lying among the grass and trees, its body severed at the waist and its upper body chopped into minced meat.

Looking at the head with its bloodshot eyes and unseeing gaze, some people began to examine it against the portrait on the wanted poster.

"It matches up, Bai Fu."

Qin Yuhu nodded, then took a pistol from the person next to him and instructed, "If anyone inside resists, shoot them on the spot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group split into threes and threes, flanking the birch forest from both sides to attack. Some of them quickly climbed up to find a high vantage point and set up their sniper rifles.

"Uncle Qin, will Lian be alright?"

Seeing this scene, Yan Lingyun turned pale and felt a chill run down her spine.

Qin Yuhu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "It depends on the kid's luck."

Qin Yuhu was now somewhat unsure about Lian Youming. Although the boy had always been a troublemaker at first, he was still easy to understand. But ever since he carried him down from the mountain, he felt as if the boy was hiding something.

"Damn, even if he's not dead, I'm going to break one of his legs this time. I'll teach this kid a lesson he won't forget."

But they are uncle and nephew, and everyone has secrets. As long as the person hasn't gone astray, it doesn't matter.

Perhaps worried about Lian Youming's safety, Qin Yuhu didn't dare to delay and quickly led Yan Lingyun into the woods.

The group walked around the dense woods and emerged from the birch forest. When they saw the scene before them, they were all filled with rage. Especially when they saw the inhuman female corpse on the ground and the two children sleeping beside it, their eyes were bloodshot as they searched for any sign of life.

"Here it is!"

Before long, Lei Hu's body was found. And not far away, by the fire, sat a figure covered in blood and ashes.

When Lian Youming saw the people coming, his face lit up with joy. He was about to wave when he saw a bunch of gun barrels turn around and aim at him.

Staring at the row of dark gun barrels, Lian Youming's smile froze instantly. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body chilled to the bone. Then, with an awkward laugh, he called out to the one-armed figure, "Uncle Qin!"

Qin Yuhu glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at Lian Youming, who was making faces at him. His expression shifted, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. Finally, he said with a gloomy face, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

Lian Youming hurriedly squeezed past a row of gun barrels and followed Qin Yuhu to the other side. "Uncle, this must be a reinforced platoon, right? Tsk tsk."

He was still talking with a grin when Qin Yuhu suddenly turned around, and somehow pulled out his belt and lashed out at him.

Lian Youming saw this and figured that with his current physique, even if he were hit with sticks, he would probably only feel pain for a short while.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

But he still had to pretend, so Lian Youming deliberately dodged to the side and cried out in pain twice.

Qin Yuhu used all his strength, swinging the whip around and spitting everywhere, "Can't you give me a break? If something happens to you, how am I supposed to explain it to your parents?"

Lian Youming sighed as he dodged, "Oh dear, what can I do? Seeing that inhuman corpse and those two babies, I can't swallow this anger... Besides, if I back down, will you respect me? I don't even respect myself."

"Bullshit!"

Qin Yuhu glared fiercely with his one eye, about to reprimand him, when he heard a cry of surprise. Immediately, a figure staggered over, grabbed Lian Youming's hand, and looked him up and down.

"Lian, are you...are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Yan Lingyun was exhausted from the journey. Her temples were wet, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was pale. Despite being out of breath, she was still worried about Lian Youming's injuries.

Qin Yuhu witnessed this scene and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Looking at the girl's pale lips and the hot sweat on her cheeks, Lian Youming's eyes softened considerably. He subconsciously reached out to wipe it, but then, remembering that his hands were covered in blood, he pulled back.

He blinked and laughed, "Little sister, you must be exhausted. Don't worry, I'll carry you back later."

Yan Lingyun, who had been looking worried, paused abruptly upon hearing this. Then, blushing, she lowered her head and muttered in a barely audible voice, "You good-for-nothing! What time is it? Why do you still like to talk nonsense?"

"Cough cough..." Qin Yuhu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but frown and cough twice.

Yan Lingyun belatedly realized what was happening and quickly lowered her head and stepped aside.

Qin Yuhu said with a serious expression, "Tell me first, how did those two people die? What about Xie Laosan?"

Lian Youming didn't hide anything and briefly recounted the infighting between Xie Laosan, Lei Hu, and Bai Yuan. As for the result, all three perished together, while he himself was lucky enough to survive.

Hearing that Xie Laosan had been burned to ashes by Lian Youming, Qin Yuhu finally felt completely relieved and didn't bother to dwell on the process anymore.

Lian Youming thought for a moment, then said, "There's more."

"What else?" Qin Yuhu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Lian Youming pondered for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and asked, "Uncle, what reward would I get if I handed over a map of the Kwantung Army's underground fortress?"

This decision wasn't made on a whim by Lian Youming. Rather, it was because if the White Lotus Sect was hunting down Xie Laosan, the news of Xie Laosan's death would surely spread soon, and as the only survivor of this battle, he would most likely be caught up in it.

The White Lotus Sect is alright, though; these people are like bedbugs in the gutter, unable to see the light of day. The real danger is that there might be martial arts masters among them.

Thinking of his father's comrade-in-arms who practiced Eagle Claw Kung Fu, plus bodyguards like Gong Wuer from the Central Plains, how could such a vast country be without someone to keep things in check?

Perhaps for this reason, members of the White Lotus Sect dare not show themselves openly, and many of them do not even dare to stay in China, but instead go overseas.

Therefore, since this matter was bound to come to light sooner or later, it was better to hand it over proactively than to wait for the other party to come knocking and expose it to their face. Not only could they exchange it for some benefits, but they could also divert the White Lotus Sect's attention. More importantly, the map in that jade box was something else entirely...

Upon hearing this, Qin Yuhu was stunned for a moment, then his one eye widened suddenly, and he blurted out, "Where is the map?"

(End of this chapter)