"Ma Zhanlin, take care of your people, don't run around, hurry up and set up a tent."

"Su Zhuang, come and take a look at my car, when I entered the valley, I found that something was wrong."

"Daz, you don't need to help set up the tent, take two people to eat something quickly, and go to the mouth of the valley to guard."

Zhou Zhen quickly locked in a thin middle-aged man, he was not the boss who had appeared in the movie, but looking at his status, he was also the head of this gang.

Zhou Zhen counted the number of people, there were seven people with guns, ten migrant workers, and a few people who did not hold guns in their hands, so they could not be identified for the time being.

The cars are fanned out, with the rear facing the camp, which acts as a barrier.

But for Zhou Zhen, who was hiding behind them, they were the target.

Moreover, they were also exposed to Bardeen's sight on the hillside, unsure whether Bardeen would dare to shoot.

To deal with these people, Zhou Zhen doesn't have to count on Bardin.

He gently set up the gun and aimed it at the middle-aged man in the lead.

Something was apparently wrong with his jeep and a young man went over to fix it.

He also stayed at the front of the car, only occasionally showing half of his figure.

On the camp, the migrant workers quickly set up two tents and began to live in the original nest and set up pots.

The seven gunmen were scattered around, precisely because they were on the periphery, but they were not in Zhou Zhen's line of sight.

Zhou Zhen waited patiently until the middle-aged man in the lead, holding a broken belt in his hand, came under the bed of one of the trucks with a curse, trying to find a spare belt from the toolbox.

Zhou Zhen aimed at his head and pulled the trigger.

He fell to the ground, his limbs twitching incessantly.

The sound of gunfire made everyone in the camp stunned, and Zhou Zhen shouted loudly: "The mountain patrol team of the Western District, surrender the gun and don't kill." ”

As soon as Zhou Zhen's voice sounded, a young man scolded in his mouth: "your mother, give my second brother ...... life"

As soon as the muzzle of his gun was raised, Zhou Zhen shot him again, knocking his head into a rotten watermelon.

At this moment, all the migrant workers fell to the ground one by one, and several gunmen were hiding behind the car, and Zhou Zhen was powerless.

The other party's gunfire also rang out, and the stone where Zhou Zhen was hiding was hit by dozens of bullets after a while.

Zhou Zhen was lying in the pit and couldn't raise his head at all. The land in front of him was also dusty.

But they were not professional soldiers, the bullets ran out quickly, and while they were changing bullets, Zhou Zhen raised his head again and shot at a gunman who showed his figure.

"Come on, draft it, see who's ruthless!"

The third gunman who fell, not only did not make them afraid, but one of the gunmen lay behind the tent and shouted: "If you dare to shoot again, Lao Tzu will kill Ma Zhanlin and them, and see who is afraid of whom!" ”

Zhou Zhencai doesn't care about these migrant workers, this is not the real world, will he be held hostage?

However, Zhou Zhen felt a moment of disappointment, because Bardeen and they had not dared to shoot until now.

As long as they shoot, even if they don't hit anyone, they can attract the attention of the gunmen.

The remaining gunmen began to scream. "Put down your gun and get out! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill the migrant workers. ”

Zhou Zhenli ignored it and began to search for the gunman in the dusty camp.

"Get up, get up for the dog's day. Otherwise, Lao Tzu would have shot. ”

A gunshot rang out, and the gunman opened fire on the migrant workers, and a man in his forties was shot in the thigh by the gunman, holding his leg and howling miserably.

The other migrant workers did not dare to lie on the ground anymore and could only sit up one by one.

At this time, Bardeen finally opened fire, and from a distance of more than 200 meters, he shot a gunman hiding behind the car, and the other party also screamed.

Another voice shouted: "Old Seven, Huzi, go drive!" Remove! ”

The strong wind blew away the dust in front of Zhou Zhen, and he saw two migrant workers being dragged by two gunmen and bypassing the car.

Soon, two jeeps started. The dust was too big, and the distance was far away, and Zhou Zhen couldn't tell whose legs were from under the car.

The two jeeps started quickly, and when Zhou Zhen chased them out, they had already started running.

Both truckloads of Tibetan antelope skins were kept, and only two jeeps were run.

Zhou Zhen counted the number of people, and ten migrant workers were there, and they were killed by Zhou Zhen and killed three and injured one gunman, that is, fourteen.

There were seven more people on the other side.

"Don't move, whoever moves, I'll kill whom."

The familiar old face in the movie was raised. "You're from Ritai?"

Zhou Zhen didn't have the slightest affection for this cunning old man, and said coldly: "No matter who it is, don't think about running this time." ”

"Shanzi will die if he doesn't save it."

Zhou Zhen ignored him and shouted at the hillside: "Don't hurry up and get down!" ”

Seeing Zhou Zhen's acquiescence, several migrant workers immediately tore open the pants of their companions who had been shot and checked them.

They don't have the fear of ordinary people, they are all old fritters, perhaps, they are numb from the torture of life.

Liu Dong and the two of them rushed down the hill from the stronghold, and Bardeen's gun was dropped, and he climbed up to pick up the gun.

"A rabble." Zhou Zhen complained, but he didn't expect much from them in his heart.

When the two of them ran over, Zhou Zhen said, "Handcuff them all." ”

At this time, Liu Dong was very heroic, lifted his jacket, and revealed a string of handcuffs.

Two people were left to take care of the wounded, and the others were handcuffed by one handcuff and two people in a string.

Zhou Zhen knew that Ma Zhanlin had a handcuff key on his body, so he came to him, tore his collar, and the handcuff key fell to the ground.

Looking at Zhou Zhen's cold eyes, he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Zhou Zhen.

I want to squeeze out a smile, but it's worse than crying.

The injured migrant worker was luckier than the young man in the movie, the bullet pierced his thigh, did not hurt the major artery, and a bandaging could save his life.

After Bardeen and Liu Dong handcuffed everyone, Zhou Zhen stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the car key." ”

Liu Dong looked at the sky. "It's getting dark......"

"Watch over them and let them cook. The other party's car didn't refuel, so there shouldn't be much fuel, so I'll chase it and come back for dinner. ”

Liu Dong didn't dare to say any more, and pointed to the injured gunman. "What is he going to do?"

Zhou Zhen walked in front of the gunman, he was no longer able to toss, lying on the cold frozen soil, looking at Zhou Zhen with pleading eyes.

Zhou Zhen picked up his AK, this gun is older than the Bayi Bar, at least twenty or thirty years old, and it is not as good as the Bayi Bar in his hand.

"Check his injuries, there is medicine in the car, it depends on his life." Zhou Zhen looked back at Liu Dong and said, "You two put away the guns, don't let people grab the guns, I'll be back in a while." ”

Asking for a shuttle of bullets, Zhou Zhen quickly ran to the place where he parked, trying to catch up with the gang of gangsters before dark.

After driving in the car, Zhou Zhen only felt refreshed.

In fact, he has long wanted to get rid of everyone, and he doesn't need to hide or hide when he does things alone, and he is much more refreshing.

The car drove along the uneven frozen soil, and in the valley, there was no fear of getting lost.

After chasing seven or eight kilometers forward, the car came out of the valley, and in front of me was a gentle slope with an unobstructed view of the difference, with a drop of at least a thousand meters.

A zigzag dirt road marks the way forward.

In the light of the setting sun, several small rivers glow with a golden glow.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Zhou Zhen's heart seemed to be much broader.

At a zigzag corner, Zhou Zhen found something that seemed to be a car that had flipped over there.

He immediately picked up speed and chased after him.

Not the other party's car, but a truck that has been overturned for at least a year, corroded everywhere.

Seeing that the sunset was about to set, Zhou Zhen hesitated for a moment, but decided not to chase it anymore.

The other party doesn't have much fuel and can't run far, but once it gets dark and the weather on the plateau is unpredictable, if he gets lost, it will delay things even more.

Just don't get lost, after dark, you can't see the road clearly, and the car may fall into the mud puddle at any time.

Back at the camp, two tents had been set up, and a bonfire had been lit to roast the meat of the Tibetan antelope.

Seeing Zhou Zhen come back with no smile on his face, they knew that Zhou Zhen had not caught up with anyone.

Liu Dong handed over a freshly roasted Tibetan antelope hind leg, Zhou Zhen nodded to him, sat down next to the campfire, took out a knife, and began to eat.

The meat of the Tibetan antelope is even more delicious than Zhou Zhen thought, the meat is fresh and tender, similar to mutton, but it does not have that fishy taste.

Their fur is more valuable, though, and these poachers kill the antelopes, not for food, but for the cashmere on their body, known as soft gold.

"Have you asked clearly, how many people are on the other side?"

"Twenty-three, and now nineteen."

Zhou Zhen asked again: "Have you counted the materials in the car?" ”

"The sheepskins have not been dotted yet, there are always thousands of them. In addition to sheepskins, there were a few barrels of oil and food. ”

"Tomorrow we will count all the supplies, and we will wait for them here."

"Okay."

The originally lively atmosphere became a little depressed because of Zhou Zhen's return.

Although these migrant workers have been taught repeatedly, they are already very familiar with the mountain patrol team, and they will be fined if they should be fined, and it will not involve human life.

At first, they dared to joke with Liu Dong and Badeen, but now they don't dare to say a word.

Bardeen had been standing by the poacher he had wounded, and his small-caliber rifle had been shot in the man's waist, now with the bullet in his stomach.

Seeing Zhou Zhen coming back, he hesitated for a while and said, "Tomorrow I want to send two wounded people down the mountain first......"

He who had never killed anyone now looked remorseful and depressed.

Zhou Zhen said: "When it is dawn, they should come." These two wagons of skins will also be transported, and you will go back together when the time comes. ”

"Okay."

After gnawing half of the leg of mutton, Zhou Zhen drank another bowl of butter tea, feeling that he was going to grow three catties of meat.

After eating and drinking, he came to the side of the migrant workers, and the muzzle of the gun swept around their bodies, making everyone tremble.

Zhou Zhen then said: "I'll send you down the mountain tomorrow, if you want to run, I will never care, if you want to grab the gun, think about whether my gun will let you go." ”