Chapter 129 Modernized Heavy Taste Warfare

Ten minutes later…

A piercing screech of brakes echoed as a high-end sedan stopped three hundred meters from the main entrance of the compound. Four people emerged, the Lackwit Alliance, led by Brother Shan.

"Commander!"

Brother Shan sprinted towards Ye Zixiao with a smile.

"Greetings, Commander."

"Greetings, Commander, heh heh heh!"

The simple-minded Da Xiong and Er Zhuang also chimed in.

"You guys are not human!"

The last to get out was Xiao Bi, his body wrapped in bandages, looking like a mummy. Only his right arm was mobile. As soon as he got out of the car, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Xiao Bi, what happened to you?"

Ye Zixiao asked with a bit of curiosity.

"Commander!"

Xiao Bi, tears streaming down his face, cursed, "I fainted, Commander. This bastard, Little Shan, kept pounding on my wound, and he painfully woke me up again."

"Why?"

Ye Zixiao was very curious.

"It's all for victory!"

Brother Shan said with a chuckle from the side.

"Go to hell, you..."

"Alright, my bad!"

Brother Shan didn't want to argue anymore. He said to Ye Zixiao, "To get back quickly, we needed a whole car. We don't have a car, so we had to steal one. Only Xiao Bi knows how to pick car locks!"

"You've worked hard, brother!"

Ye Zixiao patted Xiao Bi on the shoulder.

"Ahhh, caw!"

Xiao Bi, in pain, fainted again.

"What happened?"

"You hit his wound!"

"He's that badly injured?"

"A dog bite!"

"Oh!"

Ye Zixiao felt a bit guilty.

Just then, Brother Shan took out his phone and asked Old Wu, whom he had briefed earlier, "How is it? Are the arrangements made? Have everyone been notified? How many people are there?"

"Four thousand people. We guarantee they'll be wiped out."

"Okay, let's do it!"

Brother Shan gave the order.

While Ye Zixiao was still a bit dazed, two large garbage trucks, filled to the brim with trash, suddenly rushed out from the front gate of the compound, directly blocking the entrance.

A rumble came from the back gate as well.

It was clear that the back gate was also blocked!

The compound where Xiao Bahuang had hastily stationed himself was actually a square abandoned factory area. The factory was definitely defunct, but the surrounding walls were still standing, so there were only two entrances and exits, front and back.

But now.

Both the front and back gates were blocked!

"Attack, give it to them!"

"Come on, everyone!"

"Charge, charge, charge..."

Suddenly, excited shouts erupted. If viewed from above, one could clearly see a large number of refugees pouring out from the four directions of the factory compound.

Some were holding guns.

Some were carrying knives.

Some were wielding farming tools…

The weapons were quite varied, and their lethality was generally low, certainly no match for regular troops. But strangely, many people were holding plastic bags of various sizes, and some were even pushing small carts?

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

"Prepare..."

With enthusiastic shouts, the four factions of refugees quickened their pace. Especially the refugees near the front and back gates, they charged forward like a pack of mad dogs, howling.

At this moment.

Guns fired within the compound!

Although the shouts were unclear, Ye Zixiao could sense that Xiao Bahuang's officers were giving orders. They were clearly panicking, because they could never have imagined this would happen?

A simple urban village.

What could it possibly fear from the army?

Xiao Bahuang dared to wait for rescue here precisely because he was confident that the villagers would not dare to act rashly. In this chaotic world, everyone prioritized their own survival. Who would attack regular troops to court death?

However.

Xiao Bahuang was completely wrong!

The current Tianjia Village had become a refugee camp. Every refugee had been persecuted by the Xiao family, so the hatred these people held for the Xiao family had reached an extreme level.

Under such circumstances.

Who the hell was afraid of death anymore!

Besides, the Xiao family only had a few hundred people.

The refugees numbered four thousand!

Inside the compound, amidst a flurry of chaotic gunfire, several Xiao family soldiers climbed onto the two garbage trucks blocking the main gate, seemingly to assess the situation.

Whoosh——

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind?

Bang!

Pfft, pfft pfft…

Then came a series of muffled thuds?

Ye Zixiao, not far away, was horrified to discover that the soldiers who had just climbed onto the garbage trucks had suffered varying degrees of attack on their faces. The weapons were plastic bags!

The plastic bags were not strong!

They burst open the moment they hit people's faces.

In an instant, thin, yellow, steaming, various animal or human excrement covered the faces of those few soldiers, and then began to flow down with a gurgling sound!

"I... damn!"

Ye Zixiao was stunned.

Because he could already smell it!

"What?"

"What are these weapons?"

"I can't see!"

"Ahhh, damn it..."

The few soldiers on the truck, their faces smeared with feces, stood stunned for a moment before bursting into frantic screams. Some of them lost their balance in their excitement and fell backward.

And at this time.

Soldiers had climbed onto all four surrounding walls.

But unfortunately.

They were surrounded by refugees from all sides!

"Throw!"

"Smash it, smash it for me!"

"Damn it, taste my power!"

"Don't waste it, don't be wasteful!"

Without anyone directing them, the refugees from all sides spontaneously launched their attack. With the sound of violent wind breaking, the air was densely packed with all sorts of plastic bags.

Bang!

Slap!

Crackling…

More than four thousand excrement grenades were thrown into the air simultaneously. How spectacular was that! Those yellow waves bursting open on the enemy's faces, how exhilarating!

In just one round of throwing.

All the enemy soldiers on the wall were defeated!

They cursed profusely.

But they were still defeated!

For soldiers, if they dared to fight under a hail of bullets, they would certainly be considered heroes. But if they dared to fight under a bombardment of excrement, they would definitely be considered heroes!

Clearly.

Xiao family soldiers couldn't stand it!

More importantly!

Once attacked by excrement bombs, not only could they not open their eyes, but even breathing became difficult. In such a situation, soldiers couldn't even pull the trigger with their machine guns!

"Continue throwing!"

"Brothers, hit them hard."

"Aim carefully, throw at their faces!"

"Here comes the shit, here comes the shit!"

Fierce shouts echoed again.

Men repeatedly lifted excrement bombs, smashing them ferociously at the enemy soldiers climbing the walls. Where there were no enemy soldiers, they threw them directly into the compound; the effect was equally formidable.

After all, there were people everywhere in the compound!

Behind the crowd, women pushed various specialized dung carts, pushing cartloads of fresh, steaming excrement forward. They were like reinforcement troops, continuously supplying ammunition to the front lines.

Two hundred meters away.

On the second floor of a small building.

"My God!"

Ye Zixiao, watching the battle, was dumbfounded.

"Unbelievable, it's too horrifying!"

Tang Keke covered her mouth and nose, her brow furrowed.

"Hahaha, this is awesome!"

Brother Shan, holding his phone, yelled to the other side, "Well done, keep it up! If you run out of excrement, throw Molotov cocktails. We must keep the heat in the compound."

"Keep the heat?"

Ye Zixiao frowned and looked at Brother Shan.

"Ah, absolutely!"

Brother Shan tossed his hair, saying impressively, "Thousands of cartloads of dung thrown into the compound, plus thousands of gasoline bombs, and the smell inside will be invincible. Forget people, even gods couldn't stand it."

"Amazing, truly amazing!"

"Modern, heavy-tasting warfare!"

Ye Zixiao and Tang Keke were both full of admiration.

"Brother Shan," I said.

"What is it, Commander?"

"I have something I don't understand?"

"Please speak, Commander?"

"Where did you get so much excrement?"

"We have the most excrement."

"Why?"

"Our Tianjia Village also has a renowned name, 'Dung Village.' No exaggeration, half the excrement in Jiangcheng ends up being handled by us, amazing, right?"

Brother Shan said with great pride.

"Truly amazing!"

Ye Zixiao was impressed to the point of prostration.