Iron Powder and Spellcasters Chapter 82

   Chapter 82 First-class thief

   About an hour after the Veneta fleet was evacuated from the bay, on the road connecting the Red Sulphur Port and the bay entrance fort, a group of Tanirians who were escorting the captives were struttingly heading towards the Red Sulphur Port.

   Less than twenty people were drawn into a column on the rammed earth road, half of them were Tanirian sailors who were in charge of escorting, and the rest were Veneta people with their hands tied in a string.

   A skinny monkey-like pirate with a toothless tooth carried a spear arrogantly at the front of the team, and on the tip of the spear was a head wearing a Veneta cap. The face under the hat looked sickly pale because the blood had been drained.

   There was even a large cart in the line, and the poor mule pulling the cart was foaming with exhaustion.

   Several Veneta corpses were randomly covered with a straw mat, only the lower body was exposed, and they were thrown on the cart like this.

  There were a lot of heads piled up beside the corpses, the cart "crunched, crunched" all the way, and the blood dripped all the way behind the car.

   There were almost no civilians on the road. A few pedestrians saw this group of people from a distance and immediately hid in the woods beside the road.

   Martial law has already been imposed on Chi Su Island, and the civilians on the island all know that the Veneta people are coming to fight Chi Su Island. However, compared to the Veneta people, the civilians on the island were more afraid of these pirates who gathered from all directions to the Red Sulphur Island.

   At this moment, the defenders on Chi Sulphur Island include not only the militia guards, the private soldiers of the plantation, but also the stragglers who were recruited heavily by the Federation—pirates.

  These pirates call themselves the defenders of Iwo Jima, and it seems reasonable to them to charge a little extra. Dare not to provoke large plantations, pirates will specifically harm the common people.

   In the past two or three days, the militiamen and the pirates have clashed several times, with casualties on both sides. If the Veneta people don't come again, I am afraid that there will be internal strife in the red sulfur island.

   Now, the defenders have won a big victory, and the pirates are even more arrogant.

  These pirates who escorted the captives didn't bother to pay any attention to the peeps in the woods, and just walked along the road towards the Red Sulphur Port.

The skinny monkey pirate led by    got interested, and he suddenly raised his broken gong and sang the pirate's chant as he walked along:

   "If you eat meat, you must eat rib tips~

   Marry someone to marry a big thief~

  Sleep till midnight with the sound of steel knives~

   Sister wears Aya Luo and beheads!

   Guikulanghao-like singing came out of the air leaking mouth, and it was still in a Tanirian accent that was too thick to be dissolved. Except for the singing pirate himself, I am afraid no one else can understand what he is singing.

   The few peasants hiding in the woods looked at each other, wondering whether it was the pirates with their heads on their spears that were more terrifying, or the donkey-like singing more terrifying.

Another group of pirates who went to support the artillery base approached. The two groups of pirates passed by. Those pirates who did not get a chance to fight or capture prisoners looked at the prisoners escorted by friendly forces, and the vehicles. on the first level.

   "Brother, the harvest is not small!" Some good people shouted at the pirates who were escorting the captives with half envy and half jealousy: "You guys are really making a fortune, give me a few heads too."

   "There's a head in front of it, cut it off yourself!" The slender monkey pirate laughed loudly: "Don't give up the idea of ​​slapping Lao Tzu's goods."

   "Dude, I think you have some old peasants on the island in your heads?"

   "[Vulgar language commonly used among sailors]!"

   The two teams passed by and quickly left each other behind. The dirt road twists and turns, and the figure of the other party is hidden by the woods.

"These donkey **** must have chopped up a few peasants in the nearby village." The pirate who had just shouted at the skinny monkey said to the people around him jealously, "How many people did they land on the shore? I see. There are fifteen heads in that car!"

The pirate beside    nodded in agreement.

   "Hey! Why don't I have such luck?" the shouting pirate said to himself: "We also have to figure out where to get the two heads."

   Time goes back not too long ago.

   Accompanied by two explosions, a group of fresh troops rushed out of the dense forest, and the morale of the Tanirians who were attacked by the front and back suddenly collapsed.

   Several clever ghosts on the edge of the battlefield ran away, immediately triggering a chain reaction, and all the Tanirians who had an advantage in numbers began to flee.

   The Veneta officer with the bow and arrow did not care about any Tanirians who tried to fight back, and only shot those pirates who wanted to escape.

   "Chase! Don't let them run away! Let them run away and we'll all die." Andre urged the exhausted Veneta sternly.

   Being chased all the way to this low cliff, the Veneta people were all fighting with a single spirit.

   On the contrary, the reinforcements who rushed out desperately tried to intercept the pirates who were trying to escape, and the officer Veneta, armed with a bow and arrow, brought down several people in a row.

   But there were still two pirates who got into the jungle, and their figures quickly disappeared into the leaves and bushes.

   "It's over!" Andrei in the center of the battlefield thought desperately: "The second round of chasers will kill us all."

   But the officer who led the reinforcements into the battlefield, covered in blood and mud, followed the pirates' footprints into this broad-leaved rainforest.

   I don't know how long it has passed, it seems to be very short, and it seems to be very long.

  The sound of footsteps and the scraping of branches was heard again in the woods, and the officer came out with his two heads in hand.

   The clothes and shoes worn by the two escaped pirates were thrown to the ground together with their heads.

There were countless things in Andre's heart that he wanted to say, but when they got to his mouth, he swallowed them all. The thousand words turned into a bear hug and a joke: "Winters, you... do you have anything to do with beheading? special hobby?"

   Winters looked at the complicated Veneta soldiers behind Andre and sighed that his reputation was completely ruined.

"If the pirates want to exchange our heads for money, they have to use our clothes and shoes as proof." Winters explained with a wry smile in order to prove that his mental state was normal: "Leave a headless body, and they will share it. I don't know who is dead."

The Veneta soldiers relaxed a bit when they heard the words. Winters looked horrified when he slashed the enemy, even if the Veneta saw it. The man who had no choice but to explain in front of him turned back to the usual gentle Montagne. warrant officer.

   "How did you find us?"

   "You're making such a big move, it's hard not to notice." Bud came over and said with a smile.

  Andre also excitedly gave Bud a bear hug.

  Others were cleaning the battlefield, and the three warrant officers of the 100th troop hurriedly held a meeting.

   Winters succinctly recounted how he gathered the remnants along the way, met Bud, and captured and interrogated the two enemies.

"These Tanirians are all pirates. The federation offers a reward of two gold coins per head, double the price of the living and the officers." Winters said solemnly: "There are pirates with long legs on the Red Illusion Island. They're all here to hunt down those of us who didn't drown."

   "You are now the person with the highest command sequence. Whatever you say, I will listen to you." Finally, there is no need to think any more, and Andre is very happy.

   Lieutenant Colonel Contaire did not die. The pirate's gun had a small charge and punched a fingertip-sized hole in Lieutenant Colonel's abdomen. The blood stopped on its own, but the lead bullet was still inside. I don't know what was going on in the abdominal cavity, but the lieutenant colonel was already in a state of shock.

  The three of Winters were also at a loss. Half-dead was the most troublesome thing. Bud had arranged for the soldiers to be temporary stretchers.

   "There is no other way but to run. The key is where to run?" Winters found a stone and sat on it: "And we have wounded soldiers, so we can't run fast at all."

   "Then what should we do?" Andrei was silent for a while, then said in a low voice with a difficult expression, "Or..."

   He made a gesture.

   "No." Bud calmly held Andre down: "The soldiers are all watching, throw away the wounded soldiers and they will be scattered. Either bring the wounded soldiers, or not at all."

   In the encounter just now, five were killed and four were seriously injured—required to be carried by others to be considered serious injuries.

   Winters was very clear in his heart: this young man not only had the wounded to slow down the march, but also had a large target. If only three warrant officers were in action, the chances of escaping would be much greater.

  The soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield were almost all injured, but no one dared to show the appearance of being injured, for fear of being left behind. One critically wounded man was weeping softly, the others were silent, and everyone knew exactly how things were going.

All the wounded will be thrown away. If you are lucky, someone will help you. Those who are not physically fit are left behind one by one. In the end, only a few people are left to escape to the west coast of the island. They still need to pray that they can find a small boat to carry them out to sea. .

   "Are my soldiers destined to only get these?" Winters gritted his teeth and thought: "Even if there is such a thing as fate, I will never capture it!"

   All the Veneta who were still alive were called to Warrant Officer Montagne, soldiers from the 100th, and sailors from the Navy.

   "I, Warrant Officer Bud, Warrant Officer Cellini decided not to give up any of the wounded." Winters cut to the chase.

   In the eyes of the soldiers, Winters saw gratitude, but also anxiety and hesitation.

"Look at this map, we are roughly here now. If we flee to the southwest, we may escape to the coast." Fortunately, it was not wet by the sea water: "But I decided, we will not flee to the southwest, we will move towards the northeast, towards the red sulfur port. Listen carefully, it is not to escape, but to start!"

"It will be very safe to go to the red sulfur port, even safer than running to the southwest. The pirates are arranged like a net, the net will get tighter and tighter, but behind the net is a weak position." The soldiers watched in shock. In the middle of the book, Winters repeated the teaching of Lt. Colonel Field to them: "Third-class thieves wear night clothes, and first-class thieves wear dresses. Follow me, and I will take you out of this net in dresses!"

   Time goes back to the present.

  Winters, who had completely released himself, did not stop, led the remnants of Veneta to change into pirate clothes, broke into a nearby farm for a meal, and grabbed a cart.

   The Veneta, who did not speak the Tanirian dialect, including three officers, became "captives".

   His original plan was for everyone to change into pirate clothes, but the three officers pretended to be pirates to scare the peasants, and the discerning person would wear them, so half the pirates and half were captives.

The team of    "escort the prisoners" swaggered down the main road of Red Iwo Island, attracting attention along the way, but did not arouse any suspicion.

   The bastion outside the Red Sulphur Port was already in sight, but the number of Tanirians they encountered became less and less. Obviously, most of them were busy catching prisoners.

   "Whose subordinates are you?" On the outskirts of Chisulfur Port, the cart and a group of riders bumped into each other, blocking the road.

   It is impossible for a big car to go down the road, and the driver is even more reckless to drive forward, and the riders have no choice but to make way under the road.

   "Hay Redding!" The black and skinny pirate who started with a black tooth arrogantly reported a large number.

   "Oh... Redbeard's subordinates, no wonder." The leading rider said thoughtfully. He looked at the things on the car and asked with a smile, "Why do you still have spare parts on this car?"

"You have eyes under your **** forehead? Blind? Then you are **** alive!" The black and thin pirate with teeth and teeth sneered and asked: "Death is worth two, life is worth three, you hammer, do you understand? "

This pirate with a spear on his head is small and thin, but his mouth is not forgiving. The Tanirian dialect contains the crude slang of a sailor. People who listen only know that he is definitely not saying good things, and it is almost difficult to understand him. what are you talking about.

   "Oh...that's it." The leading rider was calm.

   Winters, who had been walking with his head down, was a little curious about who this rider was, so he quietly raised his head and glanced at the other side, but it happened to meet the other side's four eyes.

   Winters knew something was wrong and quickly lowered his head.

   However, it was too late, and the leading rider immediately ordered his subordinates: "Bring out the Veneta man in the middle, I will try him!"

   "Damn! What do you want to do?!" The Tooth Pirate stopped in front of the captive and shouted sharply.

   "I need to interrogate this captive." The leading rider didn't want to entangle with this lowly pirate, and said impatiently: "Don't you just want to exchange him for money? I'll just give you the money directly?"

"[A sailor's slang term that even sailors find vulgar], how old are you? Trial if you want? You..." Halfway through the sentence, the pirate with the teeth suddenly found that the other party was groping a few times, and immediately understood that the other party didn't bring any money. He changed his mind decisively and said, "...Did you pay the **** money?"

   "You handed him over to me, then went to the Gott Club to collect the money, and said Captain Kidd let you go." Captain William Kidd searched his body and couldn't find a purse, so he had to propose another solution.

   "I, your blood father, who cares who you are? If you want someone, just bring the money!" The Huoya pirate yelled: "Five ducats! If you can't get the money, get out of here!"

   [Ducat here refers specifically to the gold coins minted by the Republic of Veneta]

   "Does anyone else have any money?" Captain Kidd turned to the other riders.

  Unfortunately, no one brought any money out today, and the other riders only collected a dozen large silver coins.

   "Let's go." Captain Kidd was too lazy to care about the lowly pirate in front of him, and waved his hand: "Anyway, it will be handed over to me in the end, and I will try it later."

After    finished speaking, he led his subordinates away.

   The worried group let out a sigh of relief.

   "I'm afraid we have just bumped into the commander of the Red Illusion Island." Bud whispered: "Have you seen their horses? They are all great warhorses."

  Andre nodded in agreement: "We were lucky, they didn't bring any money."

   "Of course." The skinny black pirate grinned, revealing a broken tooth: "I'm 'Good Luck' Gold!"

   The tip of the rib is a crescent bone, which is delicious.

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   (end of this chapter)

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