Time travel! Regrets will never happen again!

In an instant, the sound of gunfire near the South Gate resounded throughout the city.

Countless people in the city had already been awakened from their sleep, but they did not have the courage to open the door to see what was happening outside.

The people living near the South Gate were especially frightened and hid under their beds, trembling in fear.

There were constant sounds of gunfire and explosions, as well as shouting and wailing.

Like a maggot attached to the bones, it kept drilling into the ears of the people, and it was useless even if they covered their ears tightly.

The bandits are now desperate. No matter where they rush, they will be blocked by countless bullets, and there will be corpses all over the ground.

At this time, not only do we have to guard against enemy bullets, but the fighting among the bandits is even more brutal.

Most of the bandits from Heiyun Village around Xie Baoqing had fallen, but not a single bandit was still standing in front of them.

All the bandits who wanted to kill him were killed, but Xie Baoqing himself was not feeling well either. He was hit by a bullet in the right abdomen, but fortunately it just grazed past.

The bullet pierced through a layer of flesh on the side, without damaging the internal organs, but even so, Xie Baoqing felt uncomfortable.

Xie Baoqing was now being supported by his men into the city wall of the South Gate. In just half an hour, more than 1500 bandits had entered the city.

Now there are less than 600 people, and they are all crowded in the small area of ​​the only south gate.

Xie Baoqing had requested that the city gates be closed because the situation outside the city was worse than inside.

At least they could find one or two houses to hide in inside the city, but outside the city there was no shelter and they were directly exposed to the machine guns of the model division.

There are now no less than 500 bodies of bandits lying on the ground outside the city who were trying to break out of Yexi Town.

"Listen up, bandits inside! You'll only be given five minutes to think. Either lay down your weapons and raise your hands in surrender, or wait to be annihilated!"

The sound of Zhang Biao's hoarse voice once again came through the tin loudspeaker and reached the ears of Xie Baoqing and other remaining bandits.

"Boss! Boss Xie...what should we do?"

The voices of the panicked bandits kept coming to Xie Baoqing's ears.

Some are from their own stronghold, as well as some bandits from other strongholds who are friendly and familiar with Heiyun Village.

Xie Baoqing was originally the leader of the coalition forces recommended by them. Now that the situation has become like this, it is meaningless to investigate who is responsible.

The most important thing now is to save your life. Of course, these are the thoughts of some ordinary bandits. Those heinous and notorious bandits know that even if they surrender, there are only bullets waiting for them.

"Boss, why don't we surrender? We have shed enough blood, leave a way for our brothers to live!"

The person who said this was actually a small bandit leader from Heiyun Village. The reason he said this was because he had only joined Heiyun Village for a short time.

Because he can read and write, he is highly valued by Xie Baoqing and is now a small leader in charge of the daily clerical work of Heiyun Village.

"Qian Zhaojun! You f*cking want to surrender? Are you planning to kill all of us?" When another leader saw that Qian Xiucai actually proposed surrender, he immediately refused to do it.

He was a well-known gangster wanted by the puppet government and the Eighth Route Army, the kind of person who would not be forgiven even if he surrendered.

"Why can't we surrender! Why do you, Wu Heizi, plan to have your brothers die with you?" Qian Xiucai, who had always been timid, suddenly became tough today, contrary to his usual attitude.

"Fuck Mr. Qian, are you planning to rebel?"

Wu Heizi felt offended when he saw that this pale-faced scholar, who had always been very timid and cowardly, now dared to talk back to him.

He immediately started cursing and was about to raise the box in his hand to aim at Mr. Qian in front of him.

With a "bang", a bandit next to Qian Xiucai shot the arrogant guy before Wu Heizi could open fire.

This shot stunned everyone, and Qian Xiucai, who had been acting very timid, actually looked at Xie Baoqing in front of him with a smile without changing his expression.

And the people behind him all looked at Xie Baoqing and others unfriendly, and Xie Baoqing's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that these guys under him had completely ignored him as the boss in order to survive.

As long as I say no, they will shoot me without hesitation.

The subordinates behind Xie Baoqing also began to avoid Xie Baoqing's gaze.

"Hey! Forget it! Just surrender! Everyone has their own share of responsibility for their own actions. This was all my, Xie Baoqing's idea, and it has nothing to do with you!"

After saying that, he sighed deeply!

A pair of white shorts with yellow spots were tied up by the bandits and stretched out of the city cave, shaking desperately.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! We surrender!"

.....

After daybreak, the people of Yexi Town carefully observed the situation outside through the cracks in the door.

A strong smell of blood permeated the area in the south of the city. The people hiding in their homes did not dare to go out after smelling such a strong smell of blood.

It was not until the patrol police shouted outside that the people cautiously opened the door.

Although the street surface had been washed several times with water, the dark brown blood stains stuck in the gaps between the bricks were still eye-catching.

Large swarms of flies had already begun to buzz around the streets, flying up and down. In the end, there was no other way, so the patrolmen had to burn piles of wormwood.

The pungent smell of mugwort not only drove away a large number of flies, but also neutralized the strong smell of blood.

A large number of bandit bodies had been pulled out of the city by mule and horse carts, and the captured bandits were responsible for digging pits to bury their colleagues.

Then these prisoners will be identified one by one, and those who are guilty of the heinous crimes will all be shot.

Some guys who were less guilty were sent to the mines for six months of labor reform.

The rest of the bandits who were forced to join the bandits and did not cause trouble to the local people also needed to undergo a month of labor reform.

Then they can choose to stay and join the army, or leave directly.

Zhang Biao and Zhao Zhiqiang each led a regiment of soldiers and, under the guidance of some captured bandit captives, began to enter their mountain stronghold.

There are still some bandits guarding the place, so now is naturally the time for Wang Chun to reap the harvest.

Don't underestimate these bandit strongholds. They have been occupying the mountains and robbing people for many years. Not to mention that they are all extremely rich.

However, they do have some wealth, especially in some of the larger strongholds, such as the Black Cloud Stronghold, where there is definitely no shortage of good things.

Sure enough, after two days of mopping-up operations, all the bandits' lairs were turned upside down.

Large quantities of gold, silver, jewelry and other goodies were continuously sent back to the model teacher's warehouse. Wang Chun, who was counting the wealth on the side, was so happy that his mouth was almost crooked.

It started from the high-profile announcement made by the young commander of the model division that he would wipe out the bandits around Yangquan within ten days. But within just five days, news came that these bandits had been completely eradicated by this arrogant guy.

All the bandits' lairs were destroyed, and more than half of them were shot directly. The rest were either shot or sent to the mines to do hard labor.

This surprised the group of people who were originally there to laugh at the joke. Wang Chun watched the system announce that the mission was accomplished.

Look again, the attention value is increasing rapidly like a rocket. In just one week, the attention value has exceeded 3.

This is still the attention value of this matter, and the growth rate has not slowed down at all, and there is even an accelerating momentum.

When Wang Chun took the counted spoils, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes with his fingers and taking another careful look.

Oh my god! The harvest was so huge. If we add it up in dollars, it’s estimated to be more than 200 million.

This is still a conservative estimate because they have no way to value some antique calligraphy and paintings.

Wang Chun had gotten such a huge windfall, so naturally he would not treat his subordinates badly. He immediately gave out three parts to his subordinates as a reward!

Such a result naturally made Wang Chun gain a lot of attention, and the friendship value of some of his subordinates increased a lot again.