The deputy saw the scene in the corpse pit and a glint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
“All members of Black will move with me to completely clear out the remnants of the Night Vines.”
Before the fortress of thousands of houses, a dozen military SUVs stopped.
One by one, Black Dove members dressed in pitch-black combat uniforms jumped out of the vehicles.
Their hands held all kinds of firearms and they barged straight into the mansion.
“Stop, what are you doing.”
A young man with a hoe in his hand shouted when he saw one of the Black Hatchet members.
And all he got in response was a gunshot, and an indifferent.
“Those who obstruct the Black Dove organisation in the execution of their official duties may be killed on the spot.”
It was the busy season for farming within the fortress at the moment.
Both the old men and women were following the men in the fields at the moment.
They looked at the golden and full ears of rice with a look of satisfaction on their faces.
They have long since grown tired of growing night vines.
Their relatives and friends had all been attracted to the night vetch and had become inhuman.
It could even be said that their hatred for the Night Vine Gra*s had reached its peak.
This was why it was so easy for Lin Mo to carry out the eradication of the Night Vine Gra*s when he ordered it.
“Lao Er’s family, how much have you collected?”
“Third Aunt, our family has planted a total of ten acres of wheat, and we have only harvested two acres so far.”
The strong man who was wielding a scythe to harvest the wheat wiped his sweat with the towel around his neck and laughed cheerfully.
“Ten mu of land, that could fetch a lot of money, and I hear that there will be people coming specifically to collect it.”
Just as the villagers were chatting and cutting the wheat.
“Bang!”
The sound of a gunshot rang out in the sky, causing all the villagers’ faces to change dramatically.
They quickly threw down the scythes in their hands and hurried towards the cottage.
By the time they returned to the cottage, they found that the relatives of each family working at home were all controlled by a group of men in black.
In their hands were advanced firearms, and the villagers, knowing themselves to be outmatched, simply shouted.
“We have not committed a crime, why are you holding guns on us.”
A member of the Black Hatchet looked at the burly man with an angry look on his face and a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Why? Just because we are troops directly under His Majesty’s command!”
The villagers instantly confused themselves, could it be that the King had sent them here?
“You planted night vine before, and now we suspect that you are still secretly planting it in secret.”
The villagers, who had been somewhat noisy, instantly quietened down and spoke up to deny it.
“Sir, have you misunderstood, we are all growing crops now.”
The elder of the fortress stepped forward, and according to the backup he was the oldest and most authoritative inside the fortress.
On normal days everyone called him Third Grandfather.
A look of disdain appeared on the face of the Black Hatchet junior captain.
“You planted it when I said you did, take all the crops away and go back for some lab tests.”
The little captain’s words immediately caused a commotion among the villagers.
“Master of the army, you can’t take it, Master of the army, how can we live if you take it away!”
An old man rushed up and hugged the little captain’s leg and begged bitterly.
The villagers all had a look of indignation in their eyes; that old man was also a senior citizen in the village.
He was loved by everyone, but now he was kneeling at the feet of others, begging for food to be kept away from them.
The young captain looked at the old man and kicked him out directly and viciously.
Then he reached up and patted his trouser leg as if there was something very dirty.
“This old thing has planted night vine gra*s in private at first glance, just strike it down!”
“Bang!”
At the junior captain’s order, the gunshot boomed and a blood splattered on the old man’s chest.
Seeing his nephew’s generation die right in front of his eyes, the Third Taiji’s body, which was originally leaning on the building somewhat, trembled violently.
He looked over at the young captain of the Black Dove and his body trembled for a moment, eventually.
The old man, who was old enough to be the junior captain’s great grandfather, knelt down in front of the junior captain.
“Military master, as long as you don’t kill anyone, take whatever you …… fancy from this fortress, we will never say anything.”
There were spots of tears gathering in the old man’s eyes, and all he was asking for now was that no more people would die.