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Chapter 11, Arms(2/2)

He is a porter. He is very strong.

He was walking in front of his house. Behind him was a thatched house. It was very dilapidated.

Zhang Yong remained calm.

There was no doubt that the coolie porter was a moon spy.

A month ago, I disguised myself as a coolie porter and lived in a place like that. How fanatical it was!

Seeing Zhang Yong and others appearing with guns, the coolie porters seemed a little surprised. But they were not too nervous. They behaved quite naturally. Neither Cao Mengqi nor Wei Yong thought there was anything wrong.

until……

Zhang Yong suddenly drew his gun and missed the target.

"Don't move!"

The coolie porter was slightly startled. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Cao Mengqi and Wei Yong rushed over immediately.

The coolie porter suddenly stretched his legs to sweep on the ground, swept up a handful of dust, and stopped Cao Mengqi and Wei Yong.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Gunshots were fired.

No Zhang Yong fired. Two shots in a row.

All hits, accurately hitting the coolie porter's calf.

The coolie porter suddenly became sluggish and could no longer stand up. However, his movements were still brutal and he continued to pick up dust and throw it around on the ground.

Of course, that was useless. Zhang Yong used a brand-new Browning M1935 high-power leg gun. No matter how brave the spy was, he could not resist Cao Mengqi and Wei Yong with his legs shot. Soon.

, he was tied up. The binding was strong, and his mouth was stuffed with rags.

Cao Mengqi went in and searched his house.

Find the cellar…

Found the munitions...

"Made! There are so many guys!"

Cao Mengqi cursed fiercely and slapped the coolie porter twice when he came out.

It was so dangerous. Fortunately, Fo took the opportunity to catch him decisively when he was unprepared. Otherwise, once Fo allowed that guy to be armed, at least half of them would have died.

Zhang Yong walked into the thatched house and visited the munitions in the cellar.

Good guy, no wonder Cao Mengqi is so surprised. He can equip a squad.

There were at least five Mosin-Nagant rifles, five shell guns, seven Browning leg guns, a lot of bullets, leg mines, and wooden leg grenades.

The leg guns are both the old Browning M1903, which is also the Continental Luzi. The caliber is 7.65 mm. The latest Browning M1935 high-power leg gun has a caliber of 9 mm. Therefore, the bullets of both are different.

It is not universal. It seems that the Moon Spy has not been able to get the latest M1935 model.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Outside, Wei Yong was slapping the moon spy in the face.

The spy was also very tough. He was bound tightly, but he could still struggle.

The key is no, he was very unconvinced and kept staring.

The legs were shot, they were so strong. Just look at whether the legs were good or not.

Zhang Yong pulled out his leg gun and hit it on the Moon Spy's knee.

"boom!"

"boom!"

No more two shots.

Blow out both of the Moon Spy's knees.

It should be quiet then, right?

really……

The spy passed out.
Chapter completed!
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