The Orions were naturally happy to have joined the special forces team. Zheng Xiao's special forces team was naturally very happy to have such strong generals. He called He Ming, Yang Gang and other special forces members who were not on guard outside to come over.
I introduced them to Zhuge Hong and others, which is considered acquaintance.
We were all young people, and we had fought side by side in the previous battle. Naturally, we became familiar with each other easily, and we quickly became one with them.
With this problem solved, Zheng Xiao finally felt a little more relaxed. The next question was how to break through the Japanese siege.
The ancestral hall is tall and solid, and the whole body is made of bluestone. Even if it is a Japanese mortar, it will not be able to collapse in a short time. In this case, it will be no problem to hold on inside for a while.
However, now there is a problem before everyone, that is, there is no water or food in the ancestral hall, which makes the situation even more serious.
Without these things, people like Zheng Xiao and Zhuge Zhou cannot survive for long. Although they still have some compressed biscuits and other things in their backpacks, there are more than 300 people in the ancestral hall. Such things are simply a drop in the bucket and cannot solve the problem.
Zhuge Zhou could only hope that the hunters who were out could arrive in time, and there might still be hope for the cooperation between the inside and the outside.
It turned out that after the last time the village was attacked, Zhuge Zhou was very angry. He sent most of the hunters to the surrounding mountains to look for those people. Seventy or eighty hunters were divided into several groups. They had not returned outside yet, and only two were left in the village.
Thirty people protected the village.
If these people can rush back in time, they will indeed be a strong fighting force. But Zheng Xiao feels that the situation is not optimistic.
Even if those hunters came back, there were only more than 100 people in total, but through his equipment of the Japanese weapons and equipment, he could see that the Japanese troops surrounding this mountainous area had at least one brigade, which was more than 500 people, and this did not include the mountain villages.
Troops at the mountain pass outside Zhonghe Village.
There were so many heavily armed and well-equipped Japanese devils that they alone could not resist. Those hunters would only have one result, and that was to crush the entire army with an egg against a rock.
After hearing what Zheng Xiao said, Zhuge Zhou's hope turned into worry. Now he was not worried that those people would not be able to find this place, but that he was worried that they would find it.
Just as everyone was talking about it, a translator's voice sounded outside the ancestral hall, attracting everyone's attention. "People in the ancestral hall, listen, Taijun has something to say to you."
The noisy discussions in the ancestral hall suddenly stopped, and everyone became quiet. They all stood up and came to the courtyard, climbed up the ladder on the wall, and looked outside.
On the edge of the square outside, there were Japanese soldiers everywhere, and in the center of the square, an interpreter held a tin trumpet and was shouting into the ancestral hall.
A hunter raised the Zhuge Crossbow and was about to shoot him, but Zheng Xiao stopped him, "Don't do it yet, wait and see what he says."
The translator stood in the square, with the muzzles of Japanese guns behind him, and the muzzles of black holes protruding from the wall of the tall ancestral hall opposite. He felt like he was a target for both sides, and he could be targeted at any time.
They may all be shot into a hornet's nest by others.
The fear in his heart affected his movements. He held up the tin trumpet tremblingly, and his voice sounded like a standard sheep voice, "Young and old men in the ancestral hall, Taijun asked me to pass a message to you.
If you hand over your gun and surrender, you will not die."
"Fuck you, we will die faster if we put down our weapons!" A special operations team member cursed on the wall. This little trick of the devils cannot fool people at all, and they will not be fooled.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Xiao raised his voice and shouted outside, "Let the highest commander of the Japs speak to me."
The translator was overjoyed, thinking that the other party must have heard his shouting, and felt a little relieved. It seemed that there really was a way out. He hurried back and handed the tin trumpet to Jiujiumu, "Taijun, they want to talk to you.
.”
Jiujiumu secretly sneered in his heart. He had never thought of letting these hateful Chinese people go. Once he caught them, he would definitely kill them all. The so-called surrender without killing was just a bait he threw to the opponent.
However, now he still wanted to act, so he took the tin trumpet, raised his body slightly from behind the bunker, and shouted outside, "I am the commander of the Kujiumu Brigade of the Kwantung Army of the Empire of Japan. What do you have to say?
Tell me."
At this time, Zheng Xiao placed the sniper rifle in a hidden corner of the wall, then lay down, looking for traces of Jiujiumu through the sniper scope, and shouted, "It turns out to be the commander of the Jiujiumu brigade, Jiuyang
Daimyo, I didn’t expect to see you this time, I’m glad to meet you.”
Jiujiumu didn't know that Zheng Xiao was aiming at him with a sniper rifle, so he pretended to smile happily, "Haha, you're welcome, who are you?"
"As for me, a nobody, at your level, I am not worthy of talking to other people here. I am the only handyman who sweeps the floor and collects water. I have no time to talk to you." Zheng Xiao said these words in Japanese, which was really too much.
Infuriating.
Others on the wall were also there. After Zhuge Zhou and the others listened, they all covered their mouths and wanted to laugh, but they couldn't. They could only hold it in, and they almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.
"Baga, these hateful Chinese people." Jiujiumu cursed secretly in his heart, but he still looked very calm on the surface, "The Chinese people on the opposite side, you are now surrounded, I think you should surrender as soon as possible
Well, we will give you great treatment and there will be no punishment for you."
Of course, he didn’t even believe what he said!
The sniper rifle in Zheng Xiao's hand has locked his position, but this guy is very cunning. He crouched behind the bunker. Although he shouted loudly, he did not show his head. From Zheng Xiao's current position, he could only see the helmet from the top of the bunker.
Even if it's a little bit off, the shot won't hit.
Zheng Xiao was not in a hurry to shoot. He knew that he only had one chance to shoot this guy. Once he missed, there would be no chance again, so he kept patiently and waited for the opponent to show a flaw.
The two people went back and forth, verbally exchanging words, and did not stop for three or four minutes, but Zheng Xiao never found a chance.
Seeing that there was no chance if the stalemate continued like this, Zheng Xiao rolled his eyes and suddenly changed the subject, "Let me tell you Jiujiumu, let me tell you a story."
Jiujiumu didn't know what was going on with him, but he managed to tell himself a story, but his curiosity prompted him to agree.
Zheng Xiao cleared his throat and began to say:
"During your Warring States Period, wars continued, and most of the young and middle-aged men died on the battlefield. Suddenly there were more women than men in the country. The competition among women was also unprecedentedly fierce, so many Japanese women carried a blanket around their waists (on the current kimono
There are also some, just simplified) wandering around, as long as they find a man, no matter who they are, they will lay down their bodies and fall in love with each other to continue their offspring.
However, most of the children born in this way are difficult to find their fathers, so Japanese women give them surnames according to the place where they worked at that time, such as:
Those made in open areas in the wild are named "Noma"
Those made in the middle of rice fields are named "Nakata" or "Tanaka"
What is made in the fields on the mountain is called "yamada"
Those made on the mountain are called "Yamazaki" or "Yamamoto"
What is done on the bridge is called "high bridge"
…”
"Baga, I'll kill you." Many Japanese including Jiujiumu jumped up before they could finish listening. He angrily pulled out his Japanese sword and roared, "Attack, kill them all."
Zheng Xiao's eyes flashed, and he put his finger into the trigger ring and pulled the trigger. He had been waiting for this opportunity. The reason why he wanted to use the story he heard at the beginning to anger the other party and make them lose their mind.