"Yes. ”

Yang Dingtian nodded.

"Where. ”

At this time, they were on top of the mountain, below was a long col, and on the opposite side was a mountain, so Wei Lan stood up and looked at the opposite mountain.

"Didn't see anyone?"

She was a little confused.

"You better sit down. ”

Yang Dingtian said, extinguished the fire, and said, "They are behind the mountain, and they are about to go to the ridge." ”

"Then let's go. Wei Lan's face changed.

"You can't escape like that. Yang Dingtian shook his head: "These people are all men in the mountains, they chased slower last night, but the speed will be much faster during the day, donkeys are camels and people are carrying things, and they can't outrun them." ”

"What should I do then?" Wei Lan's face turned pale.

She didn't say stupid words about giving up on donkeys and running on foot, an urban girl like her, in this rugged mountain, she would definitely not be able to outrun those mountain men, and she would catch up within five miles.

"So I asked if you could shoot. ”

Yang Dingtian was not in a hurry, he took the guns of Bata's two men last night, and took them off the donkey's back at this moment: "Let's fight a fight here between the two of us." ”

"No, it won't. Wei Lan shook her head again and again, with a frightened expression: "Although I know how to shoot, I rarely practice, and it is impossible to fight against these people, even if you have been a soldier, you can't do it alone." ”

Just as she spoke, the pursuers finally appeared on the opposite hill, Wei Lan hurriedly lay down, stared at Qing Qing and counted, and shouted: "Thirty-one, there are thirty-one of them, all of them have guns, and five dogs." ”

At this time, the number of people can be counted, and this calmness alone is not comparable to ordinary girls, and even many men in this situation cannot have such a performance as her.

"We can't beat them with two guns. ”

Yang Dingtian praised Wei Lan's performance, but Wei Lan herself almost cried: "Yang Dingtian, you run quickly, your kung fu is high, they can't catch up with you." ”

"What about you?" Yang Dingtian didn't expect Wei Lan to let him escape, and he thought it was very interesting.

"I'm a woman, maybe. Wei Lan gritted her teeth: "They won't kill me." ”

Yang Dingtian suddenly understood, Wei Lan knew that she couldn't escape, but if she wanted to kill herself, she didn't dare or didn't want to, so she took a gamble, because Bata knew that she was valuable, even if Bata died, as long as she lured her with money, those people might not kill her, at most she would be wheeled, so what? It's better to live than to die.

In fact, she still has an idea that she hasn't said, if Yang Dingtian escapes, she can blame everything on Yang Dingtian, just say that Yang Dingtian killed the person, she is a woman, just passively follow, her words, the chasing soldiers will definitely believe it, the probability of her life is very large, of course, the probability of being wheeled is also very large, but as long as she can live, everything else will not be considered for the time being.

Yang Dingtian's brain capacity is shallow, not as deep as she thought, and shook her head: "They may not kill you, but it will definitely be your turn, as a Chinese man, it is impossible to leave you and let them humiliate." ”

His words moved Wei Lan a little, and said: "However, you can't beat them alone, just two guns, and there are not many bullets, by the way, you don't have a discharge certificate, you haven't been a soldier." ”

"Not really. Yang Dingtian smiled: "But I was born in a third-line military factory and am the commander of a militia battalion, I can, no worse than the ordinary regular army." ”

He still wants to show off at this time, Wei Lan wants to cry: "That's not good, you're only alone, and there aren't many bullets, and these people have been dealing with weapons since childhood, and there are so many people that we can't beat them." ”

"It may not be possible to rely on guns alone, but I brought a bag of ** out last night, so let's blow them up first. ”

Yang Dingtian said, took down a bag from the donkey camel, and filled a bag **.

Of course he lied to Wei Lan about this, he didn't take anything ** last night, he took it out of the ring temporarily, but Wei Lan didn't know, she was blind in the dark last night, and she was nervous and scared, she only knew that Yang Dingtian found out the donkey and camel, and brought a gun, so many **, it is understandable, there is no doubt at all.

"But, ** can't throw far, it has to be twenty or thirty meters, they have good marksmanship, if they get too close......"

"You've forgotten that I know how to do kung fu. Facing Wei Lan's doubts, Yang Dingtian laughed: "I throw **, but not only thirty meters, one hundred and thirty meters is not a problem, don't believe it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a ** and pulled the latch.

The opposite mountain range to this side of the mountain range, the straight line distance is about two hundred meters, but the middle is a mountain col, which is equal to the bottom of a cauldron, the curve distance is about four hundred meters, the chasing soldiers are all men who are accustomed to walking the mountain road, the foot is fast, as far as they speak, they have walked more than two hundred meters, across the top of the mountain on their side, about one hundred and fifty or sixty meters.

Although Yang Dingtian dialed the latch, he grabbed the circlip and did not loosen it, estimated the distance, waved his hand violently, and threw the ** out.

As soon as he made a move, he didn't stop, grabbed one and threw one, and threw fifteen or sixteen in one go, and those ** lined up in a line, like a string of black sparrows, flew towards the valley.

Looking at the string of ** flying farther and farther, Wei Lan's eyes widened and widened, although she was a telephone soldier, she really had been a soldier, and she had the most basic training and threw training bombs.

Ordinary soldiers throw bombs, 30 meters is considered passing, 50 meters is excellent, 70 meters can basically be called the king of soldiers, although there are exceptions, it is said that the farthest throw is 102 meters, but that is only a rarity, and there is only one person in the million army.

But Yang Dingtian's string of **, this distance, at least, must be more than 130 meters, and it is very likely to exceed 150 meters.

"How is this possible?" Wei Lan screamed in his heart, looking at Yang Dingtian's thin body: "Is there an engine in his body?"

In her surprise, ** smashed into the pursuers and began to explode.

Wei Lan counted accurately, there were a total of thirty-one chasing soldiers, and there were sixteen ** thrown by Yang Dingtian, almost two people could get one**, and with the power of American**, within a range of ten meters, basically nothing was spared.

Yang Dingtian's idea was to blow up all these guys, but he still thought too perfectly, after this round of ** bombing, although most of the pursuers were killed and injured, there were still six or seven people who escaped.

But the men also blew up their guts, turned around, fled up the hill like rabbits, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Alright. Yang Dingtian clapped his hands: "It's done, now let's see which direction we go." ”