Maybe because of luck, maybe because Zhang Yu really has the brains to navigate the battlefield, maybe because of some other factors, this life-and-death fight in the tropical jungle ended with the victory of Zhang Yu's motley army.
When Yun Tingfei and others used guns to force seven or eight strong men to come to Zhang Yu, the cynical smile on his lips became even deeper.
"Daquan Gang," Zhang Yu asked in a very calm tone, staring at a person who seemed to be the leader.
"Who are you?" the leader asked instead without answering Zhang Yu's words.
Zhang Yu smiled and subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to touch the long silver hair on his head, but after touching the slightly prickly short hair, he suddenly remembered that the long silver hair was cut off just because he wanted to come to this damn place. .
‘Pa’, a crisp slap, and a cynical smile on Zhang Yu’s face, no more and no less.
"You..." Zhang Yu's slap was so powerful that blood overflowed from the corner of the leader's mouth. He stared with fire-breathing eyes, wishing he could fight Zhang Yu for a hundred and eighty rounds.
Zhang Yu was too lazy to appreciate the leader's murderous gaze. Just now he couldn't kill him even with a gun. Now, could he kill him with just his eyes?
Zhang Yu raised his hand, grabbed the leader's short hair, and made a fist with the other hand, hitting him hard on the face. At the same time, his knee hit his abdomen hard, causing him to endure the severe pain. Keep bending down.
"Are you mentally ill?" Zhang Yu spoke condescendingly, looking at the leader who was half kneeling on the ground.
"Ahem..." The leader coughed out a mouthful of blood, raised his head with great effort, and still stared at the young man who controlled the power of life and death.
"Damn it, let me ask you, does one of us owe you money? Or which brother failed to take care of the guy in his crotch and slept with your wife and sister? Everyone is out to fool around. It's better for you to not say a word. "Say, fire a black gun when you come up. Who the hell will tolerate your problems?" Zhang Yu was a little annoyed. This is still a long way from General Kata's territory. It's better for these grandsons to waste so many bullets on their own side. Several veterans also died.
"Fuck you..." The leader gritted his teeth. If it weren't for the gun on the back of his head, he would not have had to get up and fight Zhang Yu.
"How many guns have been confiscated?" Zhang Yu ignored the leader and looked at Yun Tingfei.
In this tropical jungle, only by having a gun can you live longer and go further. There is no village or store in front of you, so guns and bullets are extremely precious, and Zhang Yu has to use them carefully.
"Seventeen guns and more than seven hundred rounds of ammunition," Yun Tingfei said with a smile.
Zhang Yu nodded and smiled: "I made a profit, but it's a pity that a few brothers died."
There is no sadness on the faces of Artest's veterans, and no one is crying, because in this jungle, death is a very common word, as common as the cheap prostitutes that can be seen everywhere in a red light district in Thailand. .
Being alive one minute does not mean that you will be alive the next minute... In this case, who can cry for whom and grieve for whom.
"Don't worry, I won't let my brother die in vain." Zhang Yu glanced at Artest and the veterans, and then turned his attention to the prisoners again: "I don't care if you are from the big circle or not, and I don't care if you are in this dangerous jungle. It’s nothing to win, now you are just my prisoners, understand?”
The prisoners naturally did not answer Zhang Yu's words, because they were all tough men, but Zhang Yu's next words made them all change their expressions.
"We continue to move forward. When we reach the minefield, let them step on the mines first and clear the way for us." Zhang Yu waved his hand, suppressed several prisoners, and set out on the road in a mighty manner.
Twenty miles can be said to be a relatively short distance in this tropical jungle filled with murderous threats. After half a day, the group of people arrived at the edge of the minefield.
"Stop," the person who spoke this time was Jing Shui, this water-like woman.
Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at Jingshui: "What's going on?"
"We should have entered a minefield, everyone, please be careful," Jingshui's calm face, coupled with the calm eyes, gave people the illusion that she was saying, 'We have arrived at a certain restaurant, and we can eat.'
Artai raised his hand, and several experienced veterans came out and carefully observed the surrounding trees and even the soil on the ground.
After two full minutes, a veteran came back and nodded: "We have indeed reached the edge of the minefield. Not far over there, there are traces of mines exploding,"
Zhang Yu and others are a little unfamiliar with landmines. They have played with grenades. As for landmines, they have only seen them on TV. They are all laymen.
Anyway, among them was Yun Tingfei, who was from the regular special forces. He was an all-rounder. After some reconnaissance, he agreed with the veteran's words: "If nothing goes wrong, there will be landmines ten meters away from us."
"A minefield of nine deaths," Zhang Yu frowned slightly, and the cynical smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel a little bit weird.
"Zhang Yu, why don't we spare this minefield," Artai suggested.
Zhang Yu opened the map again and pointed on it: "To bypass this minefield, the road we need to walk is too far. Here, one step may be a crisis. It is so far away, and the risk we have to bear is no more than walking through the minefield." How much smaller should the district be?”
Yun Tingfei stood aside and suddenly said: "Zhang Yu, for the first time, I feel that your brain is very useful."
Zhang Yu rolled his eyes: "I am impulsive, not a fool."
"You are suitable to be a soldier, you should go to the army to exercise," Yun Tingfei said with a smile.
"Not interested," Zhang Yu shook his head and looked at the map intently.
Time passed by, Zhang Yu finally raised his head, hesitation flashed across his face, but he finally made a decision: "We don't have any mine detection tools, so we can only rely on luck. However, before relying on luck, just follow the rules before Just do what you say,”
"What did you say," Artest asked in confusion.
Zhang Yu pointed at the prisoners: "Let them step on the thunder and clear a path for us."
"..." Upon hearing this, the prisoners felt a chill coming from their feet. This young man really wanted them to die.
"Zhang Yu, really..." Yun Tingfei came from the regular army after all. Although he had been in Shafeng, there were some things that he couldn't do.
Zhang Yu didn't wait for Yun Tingfei to finish, interrupted him, and nodded: "Well, why else would I take a few prisoners and walk twenty miles to kill them, and now their bodies are cold, I It would be very kind to give them an extra half day,"
"Also, Lao Yun, do you want to see our brothers use their lives to fill the mines, or use their lives," Zhang Yu asked at the end.
Yun Tingfei opened his mouth and stopped talking. Everyone has selfish motives, even Yun Tingfei. He is not a saint. Although it violates his principles, he can exchange the lives of several prisoners for their lives. He was still very happy.
Yun Tingfei no longer objected, nor did anyone else, including several strong women, who only glanced at the prisoner a few times and had no objections to Zhang Yu's words.
Zhang Yu took out his cigarette, lit it, took a long drag, narrowed his eyes, and asked in his mind, what would he do if Brother Feng were here now.
The answer is very simple, Xiao Feng will do the same.
In fact, since Zhang Yu flew from Jiuquan to Thailand and now enters the tropical jungle, whenever he encounters a difficult situation, he will calm down and ask himself, if Xiao Feng encounters the same thing, how will he deal with it.
Relying on the tacit understanding and understanding that they grew up with together, Zhang Yu will always solve difficult problems in a timely manner. Although sometimes he is a bit cold-blooded, under certain circumstances, being cold-blooded is not a bad thing.
For example, just now, on the surface, Zhang Yu had been staring at the map, but in his heart he was trying to figure out Xiao Feng's approach.
After he figured it out, he struggled again, and finally rationality prevailed. He was not related to these prisoners, and there seemed to be no difference between shooting them and blowing them up with landmines. As for the mines leaking out, even if he let them It’s a reward for living half a day longer.
"Okay, we can start," Zhang Yu pointed his gun at the leader's head: "I'll give you a chance. If you can lead us safely through the minefield, then none of you will have to die. If you There is no way to walk over, so I'm sorry, whether you can survive or not depends on God's will. You are in front and you can run away at will. As long as you can run out of my shooting range and not die, then I won't I will kill you again, it’s fair, right?"
The leader's face turned a little blue, and he clenched his fists. How could these 'rookies' who had obviously just come here be more ruthless than the old guys who had been in this jungle for many years?
"As long as you let one of us go, I guarantee that you will not leave the Golden Triangle alive," the leader stared at Zhang Yu, his eyes like a wild wolf.
"If I were you, I wouldn't make these useless threats, but think more about how to get through the minefield and save my own life." Zhang Yu smiled: "As for whether I can survive I don’t want to think about leaving the Golden Triangle now,”
The leader looked at the dark muzzle of the gun, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the minefield, leaving only Zhang Yu with his back.
"Brother," several other prisoners shouted loudly.
"Follow me," the leader paused and said without looking back.
Zhang Yu raised the corners of his mouth, wondering if he had won the bet, "Let's go,"
Zhang Yu thought about it, if they, the rookies who had just entered the forest, didn't know the conditions of the minefield, then these experienced birds in the big circle would also not know.
He was betting that the leader knew the detailed conditions of the minefield. Even if he really didn't know, it didn't matter. Just give them a few lives and count the number of mines they could drop. Zhang Yu could do it.
The leader really had the idea of perishing together, because the minefield was very large, and several of them were killed. In the end, not many of the group could survive the minefield safely, but when he heard the shouts of his brothers, he asked them to He forced himself to suppress the thought of dying together. He could die, but he couldn't let his brother die with him.