Liu Jixiang said with a smile: "Your father is not Han Jian, fortunately." ”

Shi Liwei shook his head and said: "My father said that it was a good time to surrender to the Tartars, and many people were unwilling. My dad didn't want to, so he came back. However, there are many people who are willing. They said that life on the side of the Tartars would still be able to provide food and clothing. Shen Shikui is not a good person, and his deduction of military salaries is much more powerful than Huanglong. My father and they have not received food and salary for several months, the court does not pay them, and many people have reasons to surrender to the tartars. ”

Liu Jixiang said sharply: "No matter what you say, you shouldn't surrender the Tartars!" Surrender the Tartars, it is the Han Annihilation! Han annihilation is even more hateful than Tartar! ”

Zhang Zhun stretched out his hand to stop the two, don't argue about this kind of major issue of right and wrong at this time. In fact, in Zhang Zhun's opinion, between the imperial court and the Tartars, neither of them is a good person. He said in a deep voice: "Solve the Tartar of Tianheng Island first, and talk about other things later." No matter what the reason, as long as you surrender to the Tartars, it will be Han Annihilation! Since it is a Han annihilation, then you have to kill one less one! ”

Liu Jixiang and Shi Liwei both quieted down.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhun's face sank, and he said coldly: "There are others who are not afraid of death coming out." ”

Song Degang hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, at the door of the old immortal cave, one hundred and thirty or forty figures appeared. They are not Tartars, they are all dressed as Han Chinese, and the clothes on their bodies are tattered, and they look like refugees who have been captured by Tartars. In their hands, no weapons were seen. However, no one can be sure that these people are really refugees.

Because, those Ertars from North Korea who were attached to the Tartars, wearing the clothes of the Han people, were basically exactly the same as the Han people. In fact, even if they were really Han Chinese, it would be impossible to conclude that they were refugees. Because, it is very likely that they have another identity: Han Annihilation! Just like the evil deeds of the Japanese in those years, the Tartars did evil along the coast of Shandong, and these Han annihilations led the way.

Relatively speaking, Han Jian hated more than Tartar. As Han Chinese, they went to help the Tartars to kill their own people. As long as these Han annihilators are caught, the people are eager to drink their blood and eat their flesh. For example, the dragon sky that tried to help the Tartars conquer Aoshan City last time ended up being broken into thousands of pieces by the angry people of Aoshan City.

Zhang Zhun held the clairvoyant mirror and quietly looked at the so-called refugees, his face expressionless. Without clairvoyance, perhaps he would not have been able to notice the subtle movements of these so-called refugees. However, with the clairvoyant mirror in hand, Zhang Zhun can basically judge that these so-called refugees are all Han annihilation raised by Tartars!

Song Degang was puzzled and said, "Is it a refugee?" ”

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "What refugee? All of them are Han Jian! Will the Tartars allow real refugees to escape smoothly? ”

Song Degang nodded, agreeing with Zhang Zhun's judgment.

I only saw those Han people dressed as Han people, after coming down from the old fairy cave, while approaching the magpie forest, while shouting: "We were captured by the Tartars, don't shoot, don't shoot, we are innocent, we were captured by the Tartars, don't shoot, don't shoot......"

Zhang Yatie, the third team, came over to ask for instructions: "My lord, do you want to fire?" ”

Zhang Zhun said with a stern face: "Listen to my orders." ”

The distance between those Han annihilation was getting closer and closer, and the shouts were even stronger. If you don't know the details, you still think that they are really refugees! In order to help the Tartars get out of trouble, these Han annihilations really spare no effort! Damn, on the land of China, why are there so many Han annihilations at any time?

Zhang Zhun shouted at Zhang Yatie: "You shout loudly, let everyone, take off their clothes!" Strip them all naked! Hold your head in both hands! One by one, they came separately! ”

Zhang Yatie immediately shouted loudly.

The men hesitated for a moment, some began to undress, others began to distance themselves from their companions. However, there are also people who rub and refuse to take it off, as if they have not heard the shouting at all. Some even quickened their pace, as if they wanted to get to the side of the escort as soon as possible. At the same time, their mouths never stopped calling for the convoys not to shoot.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun took a tiger gun and shot it into the sky.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the silent night sky for a long time.

Those Han Jians were all shocked, and they seemed to be a little flustered, thinking that their outfits had been seen by Zhang Zhun. For this reason, a few people still argued fiercely, but in the confusion, I couldn't hear what they were arguing. However, judging from their movements, they are obviously hesitating whether to continue to move forward.

"Strip naked!"

"Hold your head together!"

"One by one!"

Zhang Yatie continued to shout.

However, among those Han annihilators, there were still people who refused to take off their clothes, but instead accelerated their speed and approached the magpie forest. At this time, even a fool can sense that there is something wrong with them. If it is a real refugee, how dare you act in such a blatant defiance of warnings?

"Ready!"

Zhang Zhun shouted coldly.

All the warriors raised their tiger guns.

Dead men, let's all die!

"Ding!"

Suddenly, from the body of a Han Jian, a scimitar fell.

In the firelight, the process of this scimitar falling is very conspicuous.

"They're carrying knives!"

"They are really Han Annihilation!"

"Dead man! Die! ”

Zhang Yatie said angrily.

"Fire!"

Zhang Zhun said coldly.

Liu Jixiang and Shi Liwei immediately opened fire.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two dull gunshots.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two Han Jian, who refused to take off their clothes, suddenly fell to the ground.

The moment the two fell to the ground, both scimitars fell out of their clothes.

No wonder they don't want to take off their clothes, dare to be affectionate, their weapons are hidden in their clothes!

Finding that his disguise was seen through, the other Han Zhan turned around and ran.

Song Degang scolded fiercely: "Han Annihilation! All of them are Han Jian! ”

Zhang Zhun waved his hand coldly and said coldly: "Kill!" Not a single one to stay! ”

"Bang bang bang!"

The soldiers of the convoy opened fire in anger.

For the Han Annihilation who worked for the Tartars, they hated it the most. Now, these Han Anniversaries even want to help the Tartars of the Old Immortal Cave escape, it's just madness! Since you are so hard to lick Tartar's asshole, then follow Tartar to hell and continue to be a Han annihilation!

A series of gunshots, like firecrackers for the New Year, rang out warmly.

One by one, the Mini bullets roared away, chasing the fleeing Han Annihilation.

These Han anniversaries who tried to attack the convoy found that their plan had been discovered, so they could only turn around and flee for their lives. However, how can their speed keep up with the speed of Minnie's bullet? The angry guards continued to rain bullets on them. In a moment, these shameless Han annihilations were defeated in a large area.

In the face of the whistling Mini bullets, these Han anniversaries, who were even more shameful than Tartars, basically fell. Those who were lucky enough not to lose their breath also lay on the grass, struggling painfully. The last Han annihilation fell about ten zhang away from the old immortal cave. Now that you're out, you still want to run back? When this is your own backyard?

"Zhang Yatie! Go! ”

"Go and check the corpses of those Han Annihilations, and everyone will make up for it!"

Zhang Zhun said coldly.

Zhang Yatie immediately took twenty soldiers and walked out of the defense line, went to the grassland, and patched all the corpses of Han Annihilation with a bayonet. Whether it is a person who has lost his breath or has not lost his breath, he is the same person. Some Han Jian, who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, found that they could not continue to play dead, so they hurriedly got up and tried to escape. Obviously, all that awaits them is the sound of a gunshot. Then, give them a patch.

Soon after, Zhang Yatie and the others returned from completing their mission. Zhang Zhun raised the clairvoyant mirror and roughly counted the corpses of these Han Anniversal, and there were actually more than fifty of them. He couldn't help frowning, how many Han Jians were there on Tianheng Island? Perhaps, all the Han annihilations have all run out, right? All right! One pot is the best!

"My lord, the Tartars are out again."

Suddenly, someone whispered.

Zhang Zhun turned his head to look, and sure enough, at the door of the old immortal cave, more than thirty more tartars appeared. These tartars were also heavily armed, armed with bows and arrows, and scimitars at their waists. He was wrapped in thick animal skins, and he wore a thick animal skin hat on his head. Some of the Tartars are still wearing dark red armor, and they must be the only remaining red armor soldiers.

In front of the Tartars, there were hundreds of hostages. All of them are young women, no more than thirty years old. They were ragged and numb, like the walking dead. Everything in the outside world seems to have no effect on them at all. But under the broken clothes, the snow-white ** was faintly exposed. Their hair was also scattered, constantly blown by the sea breeze. In this night when the fire is swaying and the Grim Reaper is shrouded, it looks particularly weird.

"Damn, the Tartars are doing this again!"

Hao Linyong scolded in a low voice.

"The Tartar donkey skills are exhausted."

Zhang Zhun said calmly.

Hiding behind the hostages, trying to use the hostages to block the bullets of the convoy is their usual trick. However, outside Aoshan City, this trick of the Tartars was completely cracked by the snipers of the escort team. The Tartar already knew that this trick was not good, and he still had to use it now. It seems that these Tartars are also desperate and have nothing to do!

"Sniper in position!"

Zhang Zhun shouted calmly.

All the snipers of the escort team were actually on the front line, and most of them were just napping behind the trees. They used the water they carried with them to wash their faces and refresh themselves, and their eyes quickly became sharp again.

"Choose your target!"

"Free Fire!"

Zhang Zhun gave a brief order.

"Bang!"

Before the words fell, Zhu Chengtai fired first.

This kid, since he landed on Tianheng Island, has been a pioneer in a hurry. The stimulation of ten acres of military land is indeed very large. He was bent on getting himself fifty acres of military land, and then he would get himself a memorial arch and a statue. Therefore, as soon as Zhang Zhun's voice fell, he couldn't wait to open fire, for fear that someone else would snatch the target.

"Poof!"

A tartar caught in the middle of the hostage fell in response.

Mini bullet hit him in the chest, but no blood splattered. Because, all the blood flowers were covered by a thick animal skin coat. When the tartar fell, the fur hat on its head fell and rolled on the grass, and it was a long time before he lay down unwillingly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Shi Liwei and Yuwen Hantao are much quieter than Zhu Chengtai. After choosing the target, the two of them did not rush to fire, but waited for the trajectory of the Tartar to be basically finalized before gently pulling the trigger. This ensures that the Tartars locked by them will never have a chance to get back up after they fall.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Sure enough, with two gunshots, the two Tartars fell to the ground.

When they fell, they remained motionless, apparently too dead to die any longer.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Other snipers also opened fire.

For those veteran snipers, it is not a problem at all to accurately kill the target at a distance of less than 40 zhang. The only problem is to avoid accidentally injuring the hostages as much as possible. However, in such a situation, it is impossible to want a hostage not to die. As long as most of the hostages can be rescued, the mission has been successfully completed.

With the sound of gunshots, the tartars behind the hostages continued to fall, and the ability to control the hostages gradually weakened. However, the sound of gunfire caused panic among the hostages, and they ran in a panic, aimlessly. Some of the hostages just blocked the way of the bullets. As a result, inevitably, some hostages were hit and unfortunately fell.

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

Zhang Zhun waved his hands and shouted loudly.

Some of the hostages heard this and hurriedly lay down, avoiding the incoming bullets. However, some of the hostages in a panic did not hear it, or even if they did, they could not react to what they were going to do. These women were ravaged by the Tartars, their nerves were basically numb, and their usual actions were like the walking dead. At this time, where can I react quickly?

Mini bullets do not distinguish between Han Chinese and Tartars, as long as it stands in its way, it will be smashed away. In troubled times, human life is like a mustard, which is fully reflected here. However, in the face of such a scenario, no one will hesitate. Whether or not you can survive can only depend on God's arrangement. After all, it is the Tartars behind the hostages who cause all the disasters. They are the real culprits.

Seeing the hostages lying down, some of the Tartars also fell down to avoid the bullets of the escort. As for the tartars who were still standing stupidly, they were all knocked to the ground without exception. Soon, there was no longer anyone standing in front of them. Both dead and alive people are already lying in the grass. Many of the grass tips were stained with slimy blood.

The sound of gunfire gradually thinned out. The meadow, silence returned. However, the fingers of each of the guards were still firmly pressed on the top of the trigger, and their eyes were more closely watching the movements of the Tartars. Because, as everyone knows, there are still living people in the meadow. Perhaps, at some point, a tartar will suddenly jump out.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and indeed a tartar jumped out. When he jumped, he jumped to the left, to the right, forward, and backward, as if a wizard was dancing the gods. It seems that by such an action, it is possible to dodge bullets. In fact, the shamanism that the Tartars believe in does have a lot of strange movements, and this Tartar may be inspired by shamanism.

However, it is conceivable what kind of consequences his actions will get. Dancing under the noses of the escort team requires the approval of the escort team. If it doesn't get approval, it's only ...... "Bang bang bang!" ”

Three gunshots in a row.

Three snipers pulled the trigger almost simultaneously.

The throbbing tartar suddenly froze like a lightning strike, as if it had been immobilized. Then, slowly, slowly, In the end, he fell to the ground at once. Because of his habitual surname, after he pounced, his legs were still weirdly cocked. After a long while, my legs slowly fell, and there was no movement at all.

"Dancing God."

"Interesting!"

Zhang Zhun said to himself coldly.

I don't know what other Tartars do?

Suddenly, another tartar jumped up and swung his scimitar at his chest. The sword light completely enveloped his chest, and only a piece of snow white could be seen. It seems that this Tartar is definitely a master of playing with knives. His action was probably to use the rapidly rotating blade to block the incoming bullets.

"Bang!"

The sniper gun went off.

This time, it was Shi Liwei who pulled the trigger first.

"Dang!"

Faintly, an extremely short sound can be heard, which stops abruptly.

Immediately after, the Tartar's movements, as if he had been immobilized, came to a complete pause. Then, in disbelief, he raised his scimitar and examined it closely, not knowing what to see from it. In the end, he didn't know what he saw from the scimitar, his eyes closed helplessly, and his body fell backwards. His legs, too, were cocked upward, then slowly falling, and finally completely flattened, and there was no more sound.

"Guan Gong played a big knife in front of him."

"Interesting!"

Zhang Zhun continued to talk to himself coldly.

The strange movements of two Tartars in a row made Zhang Zhun and the others feel quite curious.

Perhaps, there are more Tartars down there, to put on a great show?

Suddenly, a tartar stood up, and without any strange movements, he just waved his waist knife frantically and stabbed directly at the hostage in front of him. Almost at the same moment, other Tartars stood up, and with the same strange movements, they were viciously brandishing their scimitars and slashing at the hostages in front of them.

(To be continued)