293 Hand over Zhou Min

After nearly an hour and a half of fighting, both sides were tired, and now that Chen Yunzhang and they had occupied a favorable terrain again, Fujiwara signaled his soldiers to put down their guns. He found a devil who could speak Chinese and began to shout to the mountain.

"Listen to the people on the mountain, as long as you surrender, the Japanese Empire will treat the prisoners preferentially. You can be guaranteed to be safe. We have only one condition, hand over Zhou Min. "The devil's Chinese words are very blunt, and they don't seem to turn around.

Important things were said three times, and the devils under the mountain shouted three times in a row, and the people on the mountain heard it clearly. The people brought by Chen Yunzhang naturally knew that their mission was to save Zhou Min.

But Li Hongzhi and the bandits in Maoershan didn't know, when they heard Zhou Min's name for the first time, they were at a loss, and when the second and third times, they finally understood why the devils chased them so badly, and then they lost their homes and even lost their lives.

Li Hongzhi looked at Chen Yunzhang angrily, he pulled Chen Yunzhang's collar with his hand and asked, "You already knew that the devil was coming for her, didn't you?"

Chen Yunzhang glanced at Li Hongzhi's hand, stretched out his hand and knocked his hand away and said: "We are just guessing, now that things have come to this point, it is useless for you to be angry, do you really think that handing over people and devils will let us go?"

Of course, Li Hongzhi understands that handing over people and devils will also kill them. But he was still very angry about Zhou Min's concealment, and he really regretted it now, why did he save her from the mountain in the first place.

Although Li Hongzhi knew that the devils could not be trusted, and their guarantees stinked like fart, the other bandits in Maoershan didn't think so. Who doesn't want to live? After a few bandits exchanged their eyes, they pulled out their legs and ran violently down the mountain, shouting as they ran: "We surrender! We surrender! Zhou Min is on this mountain, don't shoot!"

Li Hongzhi was half angry at the actions of his own people, he did not expect that these people would actually become deserters and vote for devils, isn't this a traitor! Such a difficult road has been walked, but he became a traitor at the first time, and he struck the ground fiercely. Then he picked up the gun and shot at a few people who ran down the mountain, I don't know if his hands trembled with anger, or if he couldn't get his head right, although he fired a few shots, but he didn't hit anyone at all, maybe he couldn't bear to take his brother's life.

Fujiwara was very satisfied with these bandits who had come down the mountain and surrendered, and waved his hand to let the devil look at them, and they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. One of the bandits suddenly said with a flattering face: "Taijun, the top of this mountain is a cliff, they can't run, and the person you are looking for is on it." ”

The devil who could speak Chinese hurriedly translated Fujiwara, and Fujiwara was overjoyed when he heard it.

I said a few times in a row.

Fujiwara began to shout again, this time obviously arrogant.

"Listen to the people on the mountain, you can't escape at all, and if you lead it up any further, it's a dead end, can you jump off the cliff! Now, as long as you surrender and hand over Zhou Min, the imperial army will spare you from dying!"

As soon as this devil finished shouting, Li Hongzhi scolded loudly: "Fuck your uncle, little devil, you killed so many of us, and you still want us to surrender! You are your mother's daydream! If you have a kind, you will come up and kill grandpa!"

After Li Hongzhi finished scolding the devil, he also said to the people around him: "We are all authentic Chinese masters, don't lose the face of the Chinese like those few instigators just now, we can't surrender the devil even if we die if we get people in Maoershan." ”

Chen Yunzhang also said: "Yes, even if you die, you can't surrender to the devil." Many troops surrendered after believing the devil's nonsense, but all of them were sent to concentration camps to mine day and night, and some were subjected to human experiments by devils, and they couldn't survive and die. ”

Chen Yunzhang deliberately said this, he was worried that if there were still bandits surrendering, the army's morale would collapse. He continued: "Everyone hold on a little longer, last night we had already asked for help from the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, and agreed to attack the devils at dawn, and they should be almost there." When everyone heard this, not only did their morale rise, their eyes lit up, but there were reinforcements.

Zhou Min and the three of them were far away from Chen Yunzhang, and their current positions were almost close to the top of the mountain. The ghost she was aiming at, although the devil was hiding behind a tree, but through several shouts, Zhou Min had already searched for his location.

With a bang, the bullet passed through the trunk of the tree and hit the devil in the chest. The little devil looked at the snowflakes blooming on his chest, and his body shook a few times and fell.

When Fujiwara saw it, he immediately became angry and shouted, "Ahh

A new round of attack by the devils began, and the people on the mountain all tried their best to fight the devils because they heard that there were reinforcements, and the devils did not rush up for a while. Fujiwara asked the soldiers to swing out the two grenadiers and began firing them up the hill.

The way the devil attacked was very stiff, that is, the artillery bombarded the infantry and rushed forward in waves, and Fujiwara still adopted this tactic. The devils all over the mountains began to climb up the mountain like monkeys. Chen Yunzhang greeted them unceremoniously with guns, but their ammunition became less and less. When the devils got a little closer, they threw grenades. Gradually, the grenades were gone, and now they threw whatever they had beside them. There were no big rocks on this mountain, and all they could throw down was a few small gravels and some rotten wood, which didn't do much damage to the devils.

Chen Yunzhang had no choice but to pick up the 38 big lid and yelled: "Brothers, rush with me! Fight with the devil!" After speaking, he took the lead and led people to rush down the mountain.

Zhou Min saw this scene, her eyes were full of tears, she actually had some regrets in her heart, if she had listened to Chen Yunzhang at that time, they should have withdrawn from this Wild Wolf Valley by now. Because of her request, Chen Yunzhang, Qian Li, and the special operations team were in a dangerous situation.

However, let Li Hongzhi and these bandits really can't do it, what Zhou Min can do now is to keep pulling the bolt and shooting, shooting one devil after another, and reducing the pressure on Chen Yunzhang and them.

Some devils have long noticed a few snipers on the mountain, and now Zhou Min and they are almost unguarded and unconcealed shooting, and the devil's bullets suddenly poured towards them like rain. Zhou Min was scratched by a bullet on his right arm. Fortunately, it was only a bruise, although it was hot and painful, but it did not affect her movements. This bullet reminded her to be calm and not to be like this.

The two sides still fought together. The white-knuckle battle is the most tragic battle in the world, and this kind of white-knuckle combat is almost invisible in the European theater, but in the Asian theater, it is played out almost every day.

The fierce collision of blood and fire is coming!