Chapter 7: Divine Soldiers Descend from Heaven

  The villagers of Chenjiapu were watching the puppet army take down several people who were to be executed from the trees, everyone's eyes were fixed on the upcoming bloodshed, and in those eyes, there was sympathy, but more seemed to be excitement. It was rare for something exciting to happen in a rural household, and these events over the past few days would be enough for the villagers to discuss for a long time, so no one wanted to miss any details.

  At the same time, Chen Jian also made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and quietly gestured with his hand. Several martial arts team members pulled out short guns and grenades from their waists. Everyone's eyes were fixed tightly on Chen Jian's gesture.

  At this time, the sun was high in the sky, and everyone's eyes were wide with excitement. They stared intently at the executioner's raised guillotine, which was Mei Dahanjian's idea. He thought that shooting was not exciting enough, so he specially brought out the guillotine. The falling blade of the guillotine beheaded people more quickly than a gunshot. This made Mei Dahanjian recall his father's stories about the golden dynasty's grandeur in executing rebels when he was young, and as he thought of this, he narrowed his eyes to stare at the moment when the guillotine fell and beheaded someone.

  The knife was raised, the blade's cold light reflecting off the sun, aiming at the neck of the person kneeling on the ground. At this moment, everyone's heart was in their throat, waiting for the moment it would fall. Waiting for the moment the head would be severed, waiting for the moment blood would splatter onto the ground. The audience's hearts were racing with excitement.

  Suddenly, a loud gunshot rang out, shattering the eerie silence that had gripped everyone's hearts. The crowd stared in bewilderment at the person holding the cleaver, who froze for a moment before dropping it to their own feet. Their foot and skull flew off together.

  "Ahh..." A village woman's scream broke the silence, and at that moment Chen Jian and his martial arts team also moved into action. Gunfire erupted like popping beans, people shouted and scattered in all directions, blocking the line of sight of several fake soldiers who were about to fire.

  At the same time as the first gunshot, several smoke-emitting paper tubes suddenly appeared outside the courtyard where the hostages were being held. The choking smoke quickly obscured the vision of the defenders, and one by one, the fake soldiers hugged their eyes, coughing and gasping on the ground. The clever ones had already escaped far away. Several fake soldiers on high buildings fired randomly into the smoke, only to be shot down immediately.

  Mei Huan-yu knew to get down from his rocking chair and onto the ground as soon as he heard the gunshot, narrowly avoiding several bullets shot from a distance. Although covered in dust, Mei's vigilance had once again saved his life. He shouted out a few names, quickly hiding behind a house and directing a few puppet soldiers to return fire at the villagers who were shooting at him from afar.

  The initial chaos of the pseudo-army soon passed, and under the command of several company commanders, they began to suppress the enemy's hiding places. Some hidden pseudo-troops quietly retreated from the side and rear. Mei Huan-yu saw that his men had stabilized the situation and started a well-organized attack, and he couldn't help but smile triumphantly. As long as the Wu Gong team dared to open fire and reveal their position, they would not be able to escape. However, judging from the sparse firepower of the opponent, it seemed that the opponent's numbers were not many. Could this be a ploy to lure the enemy? Mei Huan-yu came to his senses and stopped a pseudo-army charge, he wanted to wait until the Wu Gong team's firepower was fully exposed before giving them a heavy blow.

  Chen Jian immediately fired a few shots at the distant and vague Mei Da Hanjian as soon as he heard the gunshot. He was wondering who didn't listen to orders and fired randomly. However, the situation seemed to have no time for hesitation, and he quickly commanded several martial arts team members to rush forward with the hostages at the village entrance. The hostages in the village seemed to be out of luck, and they could only save a few if possible. At this point, rushing in was almost like jumping into a trap.

  Zhang Yuntian heard the sound of gunfire outside the village, and his hanging heart finally came down. He led the crowd from another direction to attack the pseudo-army that was suppressing Chen Jian and others. The battlefield immediately became lively, with bullets flying all over the sky, and shells bursting everywhere. From time to time, people on both sides were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

  At this time, the Chen family's shop became a battlefield, and the leisurely moment just now was gone. Several villagers who were watching didn't know where they came from and were knocked to the ground by stray bullets, scaring everyone away. They all hid in corners, houses, covering their heads and trembling. Those who had lost loved ones also regretted being nosy and looking for trouble, finally inviting retribution.

  However, the gunfire gradually thinned out, and it seemed that the Wugong team had wisely retreated when they were at a disadvantage. But the puppet army didn't seem to agree with their view, so the two sides continued to haggle over the price of victory with intermittent gunfire. The strong dragon seemed to be overpowering the local snake. Seeing the big fish trying to escape, Mei Huan-yu excitedly commanded everyone to pursue the Wugong team that had fallen into the net and was trying to run away. Both sides moved tightly towards the south, with occasional Wugong team members falling to the ground after being hit by bullets.

  Zhang Yun Tian was furious, this reckless kid, repeatedly reminding him not to act rashly, waiting for the right moment to strike, but still ended up dragging everyone back onto the battlefield. However, at this time he had no time to blame Chen Jian, and could only command everyone to retreat forward.

  Yan Xiwen, who witnessed all this, quietly smiled and sent a signal to the team in front. Soon, the pursuing pseudo-army was attacked by a bunch of flying hand grenades. Fortunately, the pseudo-army was well-trained and avoided the attack by lying down, only injuring a few people. Mei Huan Yu angrily pointed at the forest where the hand grenade came from, and a group of pseudo-soldiers were pushed out of the team to move towards the hidden forest, but there was no more movement inside. The pseudo-army, whose rhythm had been disrupted, looked angrily at the disappearing Wu Gong team in front, and had to withdraw their troops.

  Mei Huan-yu was most annoyed not because the Wu Gong team ran away, but even if the Wu Gong team surrendered, he would still consider whether to accept it or not. Dealing with the Wu Gong team and eliminating them are two different concepts. The Japanese take themselves so seriously precisely because of the harassment by the Wu Gong team. If there were no more rabbits, where would the value of their hunting dogs be? He had a deep understanding of this, so he absolutely wouldn't eliminate the Wu Gong team entirely. He would definitely leave some seeds for them, which would help consolidate his own position. Moreover, even if a large party like the People's Unity Party eliminated one or two local armed forces, it would not harm them at all. On the contrary, it would attract their attention, and with his limited power, he was really unable to cope. So, it was better to leave this familiar opponent alone, which would give him more control. This time, teaching them a lesson was just to let them know that they were not easy to mess with, don't touch his family members, otherwise, he would definitely make a big fuss about it.