CHAPTER 612: CHAPTER 294: [’ERADICATION OF BANDITRY’] (4.1K)

Fang Ming’s story isn’t over yet.

After eliminating the bandits of Black Wolf Mountain, their stronghold probably still doesn’t know, and there’s another group of bandits nearby.

But that group of bandits is quite far away.

So the chance of them attacking is low, and the next step for the Liberation Army coming from the township is also to deal with the bandits there.

So the urgent task is to eliminate the remaining bandits of Black Wolf Mountain.

Before Fang Ming could say anything, the village militiamen, all excited, volunteered to be scouts.

Luckily, Fang Ming stopped them.

After all, no matter how much these militiamen train, they can’t compare to the professional Liberation Army.

Especially soldiers who have fought guerrilla warfare for so many years.

They’re all better.

No need for them to come forward.

But they did grow up here and are more familiar with the surrounding mountains.

In the end, Fang Ming let the village militiamen lead the way, but all actions must follow orders.

Then Fang Ming also joined the Liberation Army soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

This time there were dozens of bandits.

Two-thirds were killed, and the rest, seeing they couldn’t win, voluntarily dropped their weapons and lay on the ground.

And that big boss of Black Wolf Mountain was trembling confessing how they suddenly rose to power last year.

Fang Ming listened carefully for a moment.

As expected.

Pretty much similar to the background details, it was all the work of people from the Blue side.

And they had no other demands for these bandits, only that they burn, kill, and plunder.

This was the bandits’ usual business, of course, they were happy to take the weapons and expand their power.

Fang Ming watched that big boss of Black Wolf Mountain confessing everything in detail, then looked at the Liberation Army soldier beside him and asked:

"Comrade."

"What should be done with this big boss of Black Wolf Mountain in the end?"

Hearing this.

The Liberation Army soldier didn’t hide anything, picked up a broken rifle, and said with a smile:

"His life or death is up to the people to decide."

"When taken back, there will be a unified trial."

"Absolutely not letting a single bad person go."

Hearing this.

Fang Ming understood.

Given the nature of bandits, there’s no need to say more.

Probably not many will escape trial.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

As the battlefield cleanup was completed, these Liberation Army soldiers escorted those bandits to the township.

Many villagers had steamed sweet potatoes ready to give out.

But after much persuasion, even after all the Liberation Army had withdrawn, not a single sweet potato was given away; they simply wouldn’t accept them.

Even the Blue Star Players, who knew the Liberation Army’s ways.

But upon witnessing this scene.

They couldn’t help but sigh.

Looking at the five thousand years of the "Huaxia" series, looking at elite troops of various countries in the "World War II" series, no other force could achieve such a level.

Once tidying up was done.

Fang Ming made some simple arrangements and then returned to his room, ready to skip the storyline.

However, during this AFK period, he switched to the homepage of the Sky Shark Live Platform.

At that moment.

In the [Republic’s Anti-banditry Record] DLC’s live streaming section.

The situations in various streams were different, but most were engaged in battles with bandits.

Some were Blue Star streamers in the identity of Liberation Army members, directly participating in large-scale eradication battles; more were streamers in the identity of militiamen fighting on their own.

Fang Ming glanced around and clicked into a stream where the screen was ablaze with flames.

Upon entering the stream.

The scene was a burning village.

Obviously.

This Blue Star Player with the identity of a militiaman hadn’t defended it, but perhaps it also had to do with too many bandits, because in the tortured streamer’s eyes.

Almost everywhere was full of bandits.

The village was shrouded in thick smoke, blocking out the sky and the sun.

It wasn’t the kind of smog specially created by effects, but dense black smoke caused by burning wooden houses, grain, straw, and even bodies in the village.

A group of bandits wearing ragged clothes, holding old rifles or big knives and spears, were dragging villagers towards the threshing ground.

At this moment.

A group of disheveled villagers on the threshing ground were all huddled together, children cried uncontrollably, their mouths covered by adults.

At the side.

A burly, chubby bandit, seemingly the leader, snatched the crying child from the hands of a village woman.

Raised the big chopping knife in his hand, in the eyes of the streamer and Blue Star Players in the live room, full of fury.

Cursed and swung down.

Thud.

The sound of falling to the ground echoed, followed by the villagers’ painful screams, but before a second passed.

Slash!

Another flash of the blade.

And this stream’s streamer was taken to the edge of the threshing ground by these bandits.

Looking at the angry streamer, the bandit leader grinned widely, the ferocious scar on his face twitching like a centipede, then one by one villagers.

Were killed by these bandits right in front of the streamer.

It wasn’t like other games where they died with a single cut; after being cut, the villagers’ bodies still twitched slightly, with some fingers unconsciously scratching at the ground.

These NPC villagers were indistinguishable from living people, yet they died before the streamer’s eyes.

Until all the villagers were killed.

These bandits only took some gold and silver jewelry, not much of the grain most valued by the villagers, only gathering some unburned grain.

From this, the streamer and Blue Star Players in the live room already realized.

These bandits weren’t purely bandits.