Hu Zhiyong stood steadily. He saw a Japs holding a Type 97 sniper rifle on the third wheel and thought nervously. The Japs who could be equipped with such weapons in the 1930s were definitely not ordinary people.
But he had no way out, so he could only risk a desperate blow. When the Japanese second lieutenant arrived in front of him, his index and middle fingers were like a pair of scissors, going straight into the Japanese's eyes.
"Do it!"
Hu Zhiyong's movements were very fast. The Japanese second lieutenant hurriedly raised his gun. The young man had already grabbed his wrist. He grabbed his throat, turned around, and blocked the Japanese body in front of his eyes. With a strong force on his right hand, he had the pistol in hand, before the others could react.
, three bullets flew towards the sniper in the car.
"Pa, pa, pa!" A clean shot hit the head, throat and chest of the Japanese who couldn't believe it even before he died. Huo Feng took advantage of the Japanese's surprise and fired three flying knives in a row.
The dragon ducked, got close to the startled little devil, and waved a short knife towards his throat.
"Huh!" Not to be outdone, the snow wolf swooped forward and bit the throat of an injured Japanese soldier who was still alive.
The three men and one beast cooperated swiftly and killed all the Japanese in an instant.
"Put the gasoline from the tricycle into the car's fuel tank, lift the kid and Smith to the tricycle and light it up!" Hu Zhiyong calmly ordered the action.
"Master, we don't know how to drive." Yinlong saw clearly all the movements of the silly young master, and his heart was still beating: "Young master knows martial arts and shooting?"
"You carry people, leave the rest to me!" Hu Zhiyong walked quickly to the third wheel, picked up the sniper rifle and laughed: "You couldn't buy this thing with money in the 1930s!"
Returning to the car with a sniper rifle and two barrels of gasoline, Hu Zhiyong opened the gas tank, filled the car and screwed on the cap. He walked to the back of the car and turned the lock. He saw a whole box of silver coins and jewelry neatly placed.
"Master, would you like to light a fire?" Yinlong and Huofeng had already finished moving the bodies and asked the master if they should take action.
"Do you know how to shoot?" Hu Zhiyong turned around and asked his two servants.
"No." Huo Feng became more and more curious about the young master. If she didn't get along with the young master often, she would have thought he was a fake young master.
"Load the gun into the car, and you sit in the back compartment." Hu Zhiyong played with the exquisite lighter found on Smith, opened an exquisite cigarette box, took out one, lit it and held it in his mouth.
"Yes!" The young master revealed the mysterious changes at every turn, and the two young servants could only suppress their suspicions and act.
Hu Zhiyong opened the cab, got in and stretched out his hand from the window. The pistol clicked twice, and the fuel tanks of the two tricycles were shot and set on fire. The car started, and after a roar, he shouted: "Huofeng, sit in front and show me the way!"
"Yes!" Huofeng quickly got into the car and sat in the passenger seat, and Yinlong got into the back compartment. The car started to move forward, and Hu Zhiyong frowned and cursed: "B*##, such a car dares to go on the road!"
"Master, this is an American product, the best car currently." Huo Feng revealed a smile on his brows and held the white wolf king in his arms.
"The engine is not bad, let's go back and modify it!" Hu Zhiyong smiled, someone who has driven a car in the 1920s. Such a car is almost a waste.
The road was bumpy and the car was bumping up and down. Two dim headlights were scanning the road, like an old cow panting and galloping.
"How far is it?" Hu Zhiyong asked intently while changing the gear lever and driving.
"Thirty miles!"
"Listen, there are gunshots coming from the front. Is there something wrong with the farm?" Hu Zhiyong frowned at the sound of a formal rifle being fired.
"It's our farm. Could it be that the little devil -" Huo Feng became worried. There were more than a hundred farmers living in the farm, and there were only three defense personnel inside.
"It's not a little devil, it must be a defeated soldier who broke into the village and robbed it! Sit down!" As a generation of iron-blooded soldiers, he is familiar with that unforgettable historical allusion. The army was defeated like a mountain, and officials and bandits were rampant. The people were in dire straits. Death was inevitable, but there was
His current property must not be burned to ashes by officials and bandits.
The broken car was also very impressive. Although it sounded like an old cow panting, it finally did not break down halfway. As he got closer, Hu Zhiyong saw people everywhere outside the farm. A large pot of steaming chowder was being eaten by the group of people.
"Remember, kill all the officers and don't damage the weapons!" Hu Zhiyong braked suddenly, spun around and jumped out of the car door. The gun went off, and the three officers wearing big-brimmed hats were shot in the head and fell to the ground.
"It's so lively! Stop, whoever dares to move, I will send you to see the King of Hell!" Hu Zhiyong shouted, holding up three melon-style grenades in his left hand. The silver dragon and the fire phoenix flew forward, holding the gun.
Someone cuts the throat.
"Master, master, what kind of hero are you?" A man holding a pistol shook his right hand and threw away the pistol, looking at the three murderers who suddenly appeared in fear.
"Hero? Hahahaha, you guys are so fucking ignorant. This is my farm! Who can tell me why you want to attack farmers?" There were heads shaking everywhere in front of him, and Hu Zhiyong's nerves were tense. He knew,
If he is not careful, he will lose everything, and maybe he will be shot and killed by someone hiding in the dark. Once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. Hey!
"Sir, we didn't kill anyone. We borrowed some food from Guizhuang to fill our stomachs." This smart-looking national army company commander calmed down a little and walked to the opposite side of Hu Zhiyong: "My brother is a good marksman. He killed us with three shots.
Regiment commander, deputy commander and battalion commander."
"Don't flatter me, where are you from?" Hu Zhiyong pointed his pistol at the company commander: "You are from Dandong?"
"Yes, the Japanese invaders have started a war with us. The commander at the top ordered us to stop resisting and order the troops to retreat." The company commander said and put his hands in his pockets.
"Don't move, I'll kill you if you dare!" Hu Zhiyong shouted, pointing the muzzle of his pistol at the company commander's head with a single lunge.
"Brother, we are all Chinese, why do we need to wield swords and guns?" The company commander stopped awkwardly, pointed to his arms and said: "I still have an old yellow croaker here, and I can compensate the brothers for your meal money.
"
Hu Zhiyong shook his head and pointed at the weapons in their hands: "Keep this and I will give you thirty yuan and ten kilograms of dry food each. If you are willing to stay, I will give you five yuan a month."
The commission will be doubled for those with greater ability.”
"Brother, the Japs are coming soon. What do you want us to do if we stay here?" the company commander asked in surprise.
"To be honest, I have a lot of properties that need workers and caretakers. Where can you go from here? The little devil's ambition is to occupy my land, and there will be war wherever he goes! Of course, if you are sincere,
It is most correct for those who fight against Japanese invaders to go to the army!" Hu Zhiyong looked at the hesitant people and said to Yinlong: "Go, kill the pig to entertain them, and let our farmers prepare more dry food. If you don't want to stay,
Send them on their way!"
"Brother, can you afford the weapons of our regiment? Besides, if we throw away the weapons, we won't be able to do business when we go back." The company commander said hesitantly and motioned to his brothers to put away their weapons.
"Weapons for a regiment? Hahahaha. I can buy the weapons for a dozen divisions! To be honest, my family has food and cloth business, and is preparing to smuggle arms! Everyone, if you don't fight with weapons, it's better than not
Sell it to me in exchange for money. Of course, you can also walk with the gun. Okay, I will take care of this meal and prepare a portion of dry food for each person. Farewell, I want to go back to the village to take a look.
." Hu Zhiyong walked into the cab of the car, stretched out his head and looked around: "Everyone, please get out of the way!"
The crowd moved away automatically, and the car rushed into the village. The soldiers began to wolf down their meals again, and only a few officials were discussing.
"Company Commander, this place is very close to my home. I have decided to stay! Damn it, the high-ranking officials have already escaped. We, the Northeast Army, are not resisting but just running for our lives. We don't know when this battle will end, so I'm done with it!"
"Yes, I won't do it either!" A platoon leader pulled out his pistol and said, "I haven't seen a cent of my military salary for several months, and I also sold this weapon!"
"Company Commander, you are the most powerful official now, and all the brothers still trust you. However, if you run to the capital and are taken in by others, we will become your stepmother's children."
The company commander hesitated for a long time and said to several officers: "I won't stop you, but I want to warn everyone. If I can promise you to bring your family members over, it might be a good idea to stay here."
Huzhuang is close to the foot of Buyun Mountain. The village is built deep in an orchard. It has unique mountainous landforms, beautiful natural scenery, dense forest vegetation, and a small river in front of the village flowing with clear water. The Hu family courtyard is in the middle of Huzhuang.
The courtyard you entered was unique and beautiful.
After driving into the hospital, Hu Zhiyong asked Yinlong to stay and take care of him. He took the fire phoenix to inspect the huge Zhuangzi, and said energetically: "The construction pattern is good, gather all our people, I want to get to know each other."
"Master, these three are Liu Xingdou, Hu Yaowei, Ma Qingde, Hu Da, the housekeeper of our farm, and Li Hansheng, the accountant. There are a total of thirty-seven families living in them, with a population of 142 people." Huofeng introduced each one.
, everyone shouted in surprise: "Master, we all know you!"
"Really?" Hu Zhiyong said twice: "I, this silly young master, seem to have been asleep for more than ten years, and suddenly woke up today. Well, let's kill pigs and sheep for a night of fun, and let all the military gentlemen have a good meal.
Meat addiction!”
"Master, I will accompany you to change clothes first. You will freeze if you are shirtless like this." Huo Feng saw the young master's shrewd look and raised his eyebrows happily.
"It's strange, it's freezing every day in October, why can't I feel the coldness?" Hu Zhiyong waved his bare arms, smiled and followed Huofeng into the third courtyard.
There were two men holding pistols at the door. When they saw Huo Feng and Hu Zhiyong approaching, they hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master, Sister Feng, there are too many soldiers here. The housekeeper is afraid that they will harass us here, so we have to stay here to do our best work."
Bad plan!"
Huofeng nodded: "No one is allowed in, and anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
Hu Zhiyong nodded appreciatively, patted their shoulders and said: "There are two machine guns in the yard. Your weapons and equipment are good. How many people are there?"
"Master, we are a team, thirty-six!" After receiving the compliment from the master, the two of them answered with both legs together in surprise and joy.
"Okay, wait until I come out to meet you all. I'm going to get dressed." Hu Zhiyong walked inside with satisfaction, and saw the defense everywhere greeting him frequently.
The remote farm was built like this, and Hu Zhiyong couldn't understand what kind of person his father was. He walked into the living room in the middle hall and approached the back room. Huofeng fumbled at the door for a while, and saw the incense table suddenly moved back, revealing a deep
entrance of the cave.
"This -" Hu Zhiyong was even more surprised. He didn't expect there to be such a construction in the farm.
"Master, our house is really built inside the mountain. Only the master, wife, Yinlong and I know the secret entrance and exit!" Huofeng meant to tell Hu Zhiyong not to tell the secret.
"What advice do you have for me to keep those soldiers?" Hu Zhiyong asked Huofeng for advice without entering the hidden back mountain cave.
"Master, there are so many people left behind in troubled times, and I'm worried that they will cause trouble." Huo Feng had already thought about it, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Oh." Hu Zhiyong nodded: "Bring out some clothes and let me think quietly." Hu Zhiyong retreated to the bedside of the bedroom and sat down, closing his eyes and thinking about his future plans.
"Master, let me help you take off your pants." When Huofeng came out, he was holding some clothes in his hand. Seeing that the young master had his eyes closed, he reached down and touched Hu Zhiyong's belt with his nimble little hands.