Chapter 889

When we meet again, some young and strong Zang Ming has guys in his hands, and seven people with shotguns walk in front of him, groping toward the trap point together. We can see that when we really face it, no one is not afraid. Even dilati, who seems to be most prepared, is shaking his hand with guns.

For decades, he had never killed anyone with this gun.

Wolf bandit, come on, he wants to avenge his wife

"Shh." There was a hoarse whistle in the air. Shen Mochen raised his hand in the air to give an order. Then his face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"It's my men who have come to take care of it." Several Tibetans who were close to each other could understand this sentence. After a short period of bewilderment, they all showed the same expression as Shen Mochen.

They have never looked forward to who has come as they do now. It's hopeless and painful to wait for someone to save their life. The most fortunate thing is that before the expectations are exhausted, these people really come.

Shen Mochen still did not relax. He grabbed a man's hoe and knocked twice on the handle of his shotgun. The sound of metal collision spread far in the silent snow.

All of a sudden, within the scope of their naked eyes, thirty heads appeared.

As estimated by Shen Mochen, only 30 people can be mobilized by mu Lingtian.

"Don't move." By the reflection of the snow, Shen Mo Chen sees the leader's gesture, holds his breath and gives the other party a response, letting them step through the trap area with ease.

When these 30 people got through the trap area safely, all of them were relieved and stood in front of Shen Mochen with a serious and solemn look: "Shen tou, we are late."

"Shen tou" is the most popular name in his staff after Shen Mochen and mu Lingtian cooperated. Shen Mochen nodded, "it's not too late." Then he took a look at these people's equipment. Just looking at their clothes, they were professional enough. Thirty red faced men with their waists stopped bulging around their waists. Needless to say, Shen Mochen guessed what it was, and he was quite calm.

The leading man, Shao Yong, took out two guys from his sticky pocket and handed them to Shen Mochen. They were two silver glittering pistols, type 925, light and with little recoil.

The conversation between the two men did not avoid these Tibetans. Shao Yong knew that these people needed stability. Compared to their shovel and hoe, the two little guys were really cute. But even before they had seen them, they could not deny that they were so fierce.

However, Shen Mochen knows that such things can't be used as a last resort. In a few days, the relief troops will arrive here. If the shotgun is OK, it's hard to explain such bullet wounds. They are law-abiding citizens.

It is precisely because they brought some species of guys that they came late. In order to avoid the lines of those who are working hard to open up wasteland, they should grope for it in this mountain.

"Let's talk first." The time of speaking is that tirati has already ironed the wine. This is the great news. They are finally saved. When they look at Shen Mochen again, there is excitement, gratitude and distance in their eyes.

He is now realizing that the Han people who were picked up and rescued by them in their downfall are really amazing people.

Thirty people crowded in the tent really can't open, Shao Yong is also happy, just outside the campfire, do as the Romans do, raised dilati handed over the wine, really bold to drink.

But after this bowl of wine, Shao Yong shed tears in his heart. It's not highland barley wine, and it's too strong. He had known that he would not be playing cool here. Isn't it Shen tou? He was a little excited.

After drinking wine in a hurry, he warmed up and ate some meat to supplement his physical strength. These people brought by Shao Yong replaced the sentinel Tibetans. Some of them were retired people's Liberation Army. Naturally, they didn't have a good impression on the wolf bandits who harmed the people.

"Shen tou, we must fight hard." Shao Yong suddenly took a picture of the snow under his body and sank into Laoshen with an angry look.

"How many people can you solve?" Shen Mochen is not as optimistic as Shao Yong, especially after his 20 member team all fell here, he is also afraid of these wolf bandits.

"One by one, as many as there are." Shao Yong patted his chest and assured that he didn't blow. Although there were only 30 of them, there was no problem in picking three.

The campfire outside the hotel was getting colder. Just when people thought they were waiting for nothing tonight, a rustle of footsteps came from the snow in the distance. Not only Shao Yong, the trained people, but also ordinary Tibetans heard it.

Shao Yong's face suddenly changed. He turned to see Shen Mochen and said with some difficulty, "it seems that there are more than 70 people on the other side..."

Shen Mo Chen was also aware of it. I'm afraid that the people who came here had exceeded their expectations.

Anyway, they're going to stay through the night.

"Copy the guy."

The wolf bandits, who were only ten steps away from the trap set by the Tibetans, suddenly stopped.

"Big brother, it's here. It seems that we've hit each other. These bastards are still drinking." The man who spoke was the one who broke into dilati's house in the snow that day.

Hum, dare to fight with him. Today they have more than one hundred brothers. There will be howling everywhere.

The man who is called the eldest brother by men is balamu. Although he is a bandit leader, he looks surprisingly handsome. If he changes his clothes and throws them into the crowd, he is a Tibetan elder brother that many women admire.

How can you be a thief.

"Wait a minute." Palermo raised his hand and motioned not to move.

There were still a few bonfires in front of him, reflecting the light of the fire. There were more than a dozen figures wandering around, and they could still hear the sound of drinking together, but he just felt that something was wrong.

"Brother, what are you waiting for? Let's kill that Han man first. " The man can't wait to revenge Shen Mochen.

Seeing that Palermo was still thinking, the man gritted his teeth and said, "the girl is really beautiful and watery. No matter how late it is, won't it be a good time to miss it?"

This can be some evil, around the wolf bandits are showing a bad smile, women, want to give them great fun.

"Go." Finally, palermu also wavered. There had been no women in their stockade for a long time. There was no women to vent their anger. These wolf like brothers were more and more disobedient.

With palermu's command, the bandits showed their tusks one after another and launched an offensive under the cover of the night.

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