Look at the natives who seemed fierce not so long ago, as if they were about to tear them apart completely.

Under the powerful blow of this side, it was defeated in just a short time.

One by one, as if they wanted to grow more legs, with a look of panic on their faces, they fled with a speed far faster than before.

In the first safe zone, all the Chinese men who helped guard, even the old and the young, fell into confusion.

The main thing is that they never thought that their side would not only be able to hold the safe zone, but also be able to repel an attack by the natives in such an easy situation.

So under this unbelievable result, they were stunned for a full minute.

When they finally reacted, they immediately let out loud cheers from their mouths; I don't know how many people cried excitedly at such a moment.

looked at the eyes of Hu Biao and other heroes in the Xuange camp, and for a while they were also full of indescribable gratitude and admiration.

It's just that here in the first safe zone, a group of Chinese compatriots, even Lao Ma and Lao Ping, two rookies, cheered loudly because of the excitement in their hearts.

At this moment, on the roof of the first security zone, Hu Biao, who is holding a Thompson submachine gun and ready to support at any time.

There was every other old bird, but there was no joy in their hearts.

Indeed, what is there to be happy about?

In the narrow streets, they have barricades and all kinds of advanced light weapons; Under the outbreak of trouble, it was originally an extremely normal thing to repel some natives who did not have the slightest vigilance.

Or to put it another way, as long as they stay in the safe zone at all times; There is definitely enough confidence that no native can be killed.

The crux of the question is, in today's crisis, have they stayed in the safe zone and not gone out?

Of course not, they have a reason to go out, and there is no way to stay in the safe zone all the time; When they have to start killing on their own initiative, that's when the bad situation begins.

Ten minutes later, for example, when Hu Biao picked up the binoculars and looked out of the safe zone.

It was immediately discovered that the natives who had fled in rout, under the cries of some of their leaders, had not been completely defeated, but had spread their legs and fled all the way to the point where they were gone.

Instead, a mile or two away, they gathered again.

Then, a large part of the natives of it, about thirty or forty thousand people; After stopping his escape, he slowly approached the first safe zone, preparing for the next attack.

After all, in the short battle just now, they actually only killed and wounded two or three hundred people, which is not worth mentioning for the overall huge scale.

In the case of obvious organization, these evil Javanese monkeys, who have not grabbed anything, I am afraid that they will definitely not be willing to retreat.

There is also a small number of natives, still about 10,000 people, who are going to kill the rest of Surabaya City.

Saying! On the contrary, it was the actions of these tens of thousands of native people that gave Hu Biao the most headache.

Because even now, in the three safe zones they have established, there are already too many Chinese compatriots who have fled in.

However, in the huge city of Surabaya, there are still many Chinese who have not been able to escape for various reasons, and are stranded in various corners.

The actions of these natives are obviously intended to go around looking for these lonely.

Once found, there is no need to say what will happen.

Let's be honest! For these times, he refused to evacuate from his home; Now they want to evacuate, but they can't evacuate, and it is estimated that they are praying to God and Buddha and praying for someone to save them.

As long as they thought about it, Hu Biao and their hearts were really a little greasy.

But no matter how tired they are, it is not a reason to sit back and watch them being slaughtered by the natives, but they themselves do nothing.

On the one hand, everyone is a compatriot of the flower planter, and it is very unbearable to watch them die because of a moment of confusion.

Therefore, even if you point to your nose and scold them after you rescue them, you have to take action.

On the other hand, it is also a very important aspect.

Today's team members, as long as they pay a little attention with their mental power, they can see that in their minds, the number representing the death toll of Chinese Americans has reached 87.

Wrong! was a little stunned, and the number of words jumped to 91.

In particular, I saw that I was about to break through a hundred.

If they follow such a situation, I am afraid that the number of 500 people will be reached in less than an hour, which also means that their side mission has completely failed.

And within the next hour, there is absolutely no possibility that the Xuange Battalion fleet will reach the port.

In another two or three hours, it's a little hard to say.

How long it will take to arrive, and after defeating the fleet of the Dutch people, the artillery bombardment will be launched, and the old birds of the warband, so they don't know a little bit.

Thinking of all of the above, Hu Biao spit out a mouthful of saliva, and then yelled out of his mouth: "The concubine and the shadow rider are in a group with me, and they will go out from the front of the barricade to save people."

Warehouse management, two fat, windmills, a group of you go out from the back to save people.

Nan Ze, take the ambulance team to prepare to rescue the wounded, I don't care what means you use, at least I have to ensure that they can't die today, and stay up for a while.

Cross, contact the fleet's old Yang again, and tell them that if they don't want to come and collect the corpses for us, let them speed up a little faster; Upon arrival, they immediately launched an attack on the Dutch fleet.

The rest of the people must hold this place to the death, and no natives can be allowed to enter.

At the same time, it also saves me a little ammo, don't run out early~"

After shouting out the above strings, Hu Biao took the concubine and the windmill, stepping on the roofs of various buildings all the way, and rushed towards a courtyard two miles away......

******

In Hu Biao's observation, there were fifty or sixty Chinese compatriots, young and old, who were supposed to rush into the safe zone.

But after rushing to a position where there were still two miles from the safety zone.

Hindered by an astonishing number of natives, they could no longer move or take a step forward; In a hurry, a group of people could only hide in a courtyard on the side of the road.

But even so, how could those natives be willing to let them go.

There were at least five or six hundred natives outside the courtyard, who were rushing madly towards the courtyard; Under their onslaught, some of the men who stood in front were quickly cut down by more than a dozen people.

Fortunately, Hu Biao and the other three were running at full speed, and soon rushed to a distance of 100 meters from the courtyard.

The Thompson submachine gun in his hand beckoned to the natives.

In order to pursue the greatest lethality in a short period of time, save that group of Chinese; The fingertips of the three of them never let go of the trigger after pulling the trigger.

Suddenly, after the splashing bullets beckoned, twenty or thirty natives were put down.

Seeing this, the remaining natives immediately fled outside the courtyard like frightened birds, which can be regarded as resolving the crisis of the Chinese in the courtyard.

It's just that the three Hu Biao who successfully saved people didn't have a smile on their faces after jumping from the roof into the yard.

Laugh, laugh wool.

When they were strafing just now, the process of 'Tutu~' putting down a piece was very cool, but the three of them had just fired more than 100 bullets, and just thinking about this ammunition consumption made me feel a little distressed.

Because with their ammunition reserves, they really can't stand a few such tosses.

With great distress, Hu Biao shouted to many Chinese women in the courtyard who were hugging their men, or their fathers and brothers crying:

"Don't cry, take the person who fell to the ground on your back first, and follow us into the safe zone.

If you don't die by then, there will be time for you to cry~"

In the time that followed, the women and children were protected in the middle, and outside were men who picked up knives and sticks and gritted their teeth for the safety of their families.

In the outermost position, there are three people, including Hu Biao, Guifei, and Windmill.

To be more specific, it is the concubine who takes the lead, the windmill responds in the middle, and Hu Biao's goods are dragged to the back for breaking.

After setting up such a formation, the team began to move towards the safety zone.

As a result, when they walked fifty or sixty paces, thousands of natives surrounded them from afar; For a while, there were dense fierce eyes like hungry wolves all around.

When they were two hundred paces away, a voice in the crowd that they didn't know what to shout sounded, and immediately a large number of small stones beckoned like raindrops.

Even if everyone in the team raised their hands to protect their heads and faces at the first time, they were smashed and screamed.

Especially Hu Biao and the other three people, they are the focus of these small stones.

Even with their defensive power, after being hit by dozens or hundreds of small pebbles on their bodies at once, their mouths were a little crooked in pain.

And after throwing a wave of stones, hundreds of natives shouted from their mouths, and they took the lead in killing this side from the front and back directions.

Instinctively, Hu Biao was about to hold Thompson and fire again against these natives who rushed up.

But when I heard it in my ears, a sentence suddenly sounded: "Lao Hu, don't shoot first, you can save bullets~"

Turning his head to look over, he saw that the concubine who was at the front of the team had already hung the Thompson submachine gun produced by the system on her chest.

He drew the 'Kikuichi Script' katana at his waist and greeted a group of natives at the front of the line.

The speed of the concubine's light power explosion was extremely fast, so the few natives who rushed to the front only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they were horrified to see that the beautiful and amazing Chinese woman had already killed in front of her.

When the snow light was on, the only thing they could do at that time was to instinctively raise their arms and block them in front of their heads and faces.

The fragile human limbs, in front of the sharpness of the system-produced katana, are naturally a big joke.

Therefore, the people who rushed up from the front could immediately see a scene that made them extremely frightened:

In the light of the snowy swords, the three people who rushed to the front were not only hacked to death on the spot, but also one of their skulls were directly cut off, and one was cut in half diagonally from the right shoulder.

There was only one man left, and the skulls were all cut open; So much so that after it fell, it was like a bowl of Chinese favorite tofu brain, which was suddenly knocked over and covered all over the ground.

In short, the death of the three is quite miserable.

But they soon knew that the above scenes were not enough to express the madness of this Chinese woman.

With her free left hand, she grabbed the hair of the flying man's head, grabbing it like a handleless sledgehammer.

Then, as she continued to move forward, she rushed into the crowd of natives.

The katana in his right hand was still slashing, and with each slash, several severed limbs flew up; The head of the person he was holding in his left hand was also smashed out by her.

Facing the skull of the nearby natives, he smashed it hard, and came to a hard bump.

As he smashed those unlucky eggs to the ground, the flesh, blood, and even bone slag were splashed, and I don't know which skull it came from.

Or rather, both skulls.

Such a ferocious, or extremely brutal battle, made the hearts of the natives furious, if it weren't for the fact that their manpower was almost endless, they would have to run away again.

But even so, in the face of the concubine's continuous advance, they were instinctively retreating and retreating, and even hid in some alleys on both sides.

Obviously, there were many people who stood in the way of the team's advancement, but they were killed by the concubine alive to open a bloody path.

Even the speed of the team's progress has not decreased much.

However, Hu Biao saw in the blink of an eye that the concubine deliberately fought the battle into such a bloody and brutal appearance.

You know, gently slashing your opponent's throat with a single knife is the same as splitting your opponent in half with a single knife, and both ways can completely kill your opponent.

But if the latter is compared, it will obviously be more laborious and more expensive.

But the concubine's thoughts at the moment are to use such a brutal fighting method to scare more natives into not daring to come forward.

Otherwise, so many natives really want to rush up, and the only thing the three of them can do is to leave these Chinese compatriots behind and escape with light skills.

After understanding the concubine's thoughts, Hu Biao immediately shouted out again:

"Windmill, guard with guns, don't let the natives mess up the team~"

The voice in his mouth did not completely fall, and Hu Biao also took the initiative to greet a large group of natives who rushed up from the rear of the team.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to a middle-aged native.

Obviously, as long as a simple 'black tiger digging out the heart' smashed into the heart of the native, this thing could be directly killed, but it was full of internal force and hit the top of the native's head with a punch.

The native man's skull was like a watermelon in a steel pipe, and the rich juice splashed up, splashing all over the faces of his companions around him.

Suddenly, the two natives nearby, after making a 'whoosh' voice from their mouths, turned around and ran away.

Hu Biao's approach is naturally the same as the concubine, preparing to use cruel killing methods to intimidate the minds of the natives.

The windmill was armed with a Thompson submachine gun, and every now and then fired a few bursts of fire, killing anyone who came within twenty paces of the advancing group.

It can be regarded as drawing a red line of life and death for those natives.

After a short time, after leaving behind dozens of corpses, these natives once again lost the courage to fight, but unfortunately retreated twenty or thirty paces away, and stopped again in a native language.

Before Hu Biao could find out where the shouters in the crowd were, and successfully killed them, the dense stones beckoned to them.

Even if he raised his left hand to protect his head and face, Hu Biao's cheeks were also hit.

There was a hint of sweetness in the mouth, and they were all beaten until the gums were bleeding.

In a fit of rage, Hu Biao picked up the Thompson submachine gun in his hand and beckoned out the remaining dozen rounds and bullets in the drum.

After knocking down seven or eight people in a row, the natives ran backwards for more than a hundred meters before stopping.

But it didn't take long for him to approach again in the shouting native language, and threw a dense stone in his hand; It's like a slug, you can't get rid of it, you can't run away, and it's disgusting.

Seeing this, Hu Biao didn't even have the idea of shooting.

In this way, the three of them endured the dense rain of stones, guarding such a small team, surrounded by dense natives, all the way forward with difficulty.

The feeling in my heart is simply aggrieved to death.

This was the case until they came within 100 meters of the first safe zone.

Lao Ping, an aerospace engineer, rushed out with a bayonet and a shout from fifty or sixty people, and the natives who were like maggots on tarsal bones stopped.

Let such a small team successfully enter the safe zone.

It was only after entering the safe zone that the windmill gave itself an empty Thompson submachine gun and replaced it with a brand new drum.

With a slightly tired look, the concubine threw away the tattered native's skull in her hand like garbage.

Hu Biao's mouth first spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva with a sound of 'bah~'.

It was at the top of his throat that he shouted vigorously: "Nanze, hurry up and come over to save people; The wounded that Lao Tzu brought back with all his hard work, no one can die~"

Then, glancing at the blood-red number in the skull, it was only a little time later, and it was actually 127 people later; After scolding out a sentence of 'special'.

Facing the windmill and the concubine again, he shouted out of his mouth: "Go, continue to save people~"

Ten seconds later, Nan Ze finally arrived here with two blonde rabbits and a group of sturdy women.

Seeing a group of wounded people on the ground who were cut into blood gourds, the tea profiteers couldn't help but gasp and felt the pressure of the mountain.

In this battle, he and the righteous path keepers don't have to participate in the front-line battle at all.

Compared with the task of doing everything possible to save the lives of these wounded, he would rather fight to the death with a knife and gun......

(End of chapter)