Chapter 573 Enemy Chieftain

Style: Historical Author: Lao ZheWords: 2719Update Time: 24/01/18 13:01:21
Different people have different awareness of crises and different reaction speeds.

Just when Shang Zhen said this, some people in the yard didn't know why. They were wondering what the soldier (referring to Shang Zhen) meant?

But some people have already realized that something is wrong, as if something is wrong.

For those who understand the real crisis, it feels like the entire courtyard suddenly fell into freezing point.

Because almost at the same time Shang Zhen said these words, two people moved in unison.

One is the young man with blood on his hands.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the little boy next to him, and at the same time, a sharp object was pressed against the little boy's throat.

The other person who took action was Shang Zhen.

Shang Zhen's hand was originally hanging down, but when he suddenly turned it up, there was a box cannon in his hand that he had been carrying across his body.

No one knew how fast Shang Zhen moved. Just when he picked up the box of cannon from his side, the gun head rubbed against the outside of his thigh and opened it.

It was an action of being ready to shoot.

At this time, the muzzle of the box cannon in Shang Zhen's hand was pointing at the young man who had taken over the little boy.

"Let the child go!" Shang Zai stared at the young man with sharp eyes and said.

Shang Zhen and the man were only two or three meters away from each other.

But the man's reaction was not slow. Not only was his reaction not slow, it could even be said to be very fast!

His movements and Shang Zhen's movements of raising the gun to shoot were completed almost at the same time.

When Shang Zhen pointed his gun at the man's forehead, the man had already completed the process of taking hostages.

"Impossible!" the young man said flatly.

The young man was still squatting when he said this, and he only raised his waist slightly.

Because of this, the height of his squatting position was almost the same as that of the little boy, although his posture looked a bit weird.

The confrontation formed in this way, and it was only then that the soldiers in the yard pointed their rifles over.

At this time, the little boy who was taken hostage by the man was frightened.

He was just a child and how strong he could be. The man grabbed the collar of his clothes with his hands. The collar almost choked him, not to mention the sharp object that was holding him back. 's throat.

The boy smelled the bloody smell on the man's hands. It was his grandfather's blood! His face was pale!

At this time, of course the man understood that if the other party did not care about the boy's life, it would only take a matter of minutes for him to be shot to death randomly.

So he actually dragged the boy and slowly retreated towards the door of the house.

Of course he wanted to enter the house by taking hostages. Although he knew that he would probably die, he still wanted to take a chance before dying.

But can he really succeed?

The man was half-crouching like this. The frustrated boy stepped back, but he only took a few steps back before suddenly stopping. Then he shouted: "If you don't want this kid to die, shoot him!"

After shouting, he pressed his head against the child's head. He turned the collar of the child's clothes tighter. The object in his hand even tightened, and bloodshot threads flowed from the child's skin. .

What a bitch!

At this moment, the Chinese officers and soldiers in the yard sighed inwardly.

Just because Shang Zhen and several soldiers were opposite the young man, but there were also officers and soldiers in the house, it was He Liang who appeared at the door of the house.

Maybe this man had known for a long time that there were still Chinese officers and soldiers in the room, or maybe he didn't know, but he noticed someone while retreating.

Now he has been surrounded by Chinese officers and soldiers. Surrounded by many Chinese officers and soldiers, he has no means of defense. The only thing that can keep him alive is the hostage in his hands.

"Put this child down so that you can die happily, otherwise we will beat you into a sieve!" Shang Zhen said at this time.

Similar scenes have occurred many times in history. What Shang Zhen and the others are facing now is an enemy organization, and later generations will call this terrorist hostage-taking.

It is a truly wise approach. Very few officials would compromise on this method of taking hostages. If they compromised, it would mean that there would be countless times in the future.

Shang Zhen was not threatening the young man, he was telling the truth.

Of course he understood that if this young man was allowed to leave, more Chinese people in China would be destined to die at the hands of this man.

But can Shang Zhen really shoot?

"How did you find me?" At this time, the young man no longer thought about escaping, he just wanted to commit the final act of madness.

But now that he spoke like this, people in the yard realized that although he spoke Chinese fluently, there was still a foreign flavor in his voice. He was actually Japanese.

Before this, the man had only said two sentences.

In the first sentence, he said that he was saving people, but he only said two words, and it was difficult to distinguish the accent.

The content of his second sentence was, if you don't want this kid to die, just shoot him. Since he was shouting almost hysterically at that time, and people's voices will change their tone when they are excited, so Shang Zhen and the others didn't listen. come out.

When his tone became calmer now, the foreign voice finally sounded different from the native Chinese.

"You must be your leader, what a good plan!" Shang Zhen continued, and he didn't know whether his words were a compliment or a sarcasm to the man.

He almost deceived the Chinese officers and soldiers in the yard by saying he was praising this man.

But he didn't deceive Shang Zhen in the end, so Shang Zhen's words became ironic.

Shang Zhen just examined the death of the man in his forties, the child's grandfather.

Although he only glanced at it, based on his combat experience, he could tell that the deceased was stabbed in the heart with a sharp weapon, rather than shot to death.

Of course, the soldiers who rushed into the yard might accidentally shoot and injure civilians, but they would never stab someone with their bayonets without encountering a counterattack. Moreover, the few soldiers in the yard did not have rifles equipped with rifles. Bayonet.

So what does that mean? Shang Zhen had some idea in his heart. Although he was not completely sure, he was already trying to test it out.

But from this man's perspective, since Shang Zhen had doubts, it would be unreasonable for him to try to escape.

By this time, the truth of this matter was already evident.

Seeing that he could not escape, the young man killed the "grandpa" in the chaos, and then he, the murderer, became the "rescuer" in an attempt to get away with it.

He is worthy of being a member of the spy organization, what a strong psychological quality he must have!

"Huh, Chinese!" At this time, the man didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. His language revealed the unique arrogance of the Japanese nation, and then he raised his tone: "The rising sun rises in the east of the Empire of Japan. The Imperial Army of Japan will follow this rising sun to conquer the east. Wherever the rising sun shines, it will be the paradise of the emperor. Your capital can no longer be saved!"

"Raise the gun! Get ready!" In the midst of the man's hysterical words, someone shouted an order, that was He Liang.

So what if you Japanese devils are awesome? Aren't your bastards now in our hands?

He Liang also understood that although he did not want the hostage, that is, the little boy to be killed by the Japanese, if he showed a little hesitation, he might not only be unable to save the hostage, but even let the Japanese escape.

Amid He Liang's orders, Shang Zhen remained expressionless, but he was helpless in his heart.

The object in the hand of the Japanese agent in front of him was pressed into the boy's throat. The sharpness of the object only required a slight stroke, and the child's blood was splattered on the spot.

What can Shang Zhen do? In this case, he could not guarantee that when he killed the enemy with one shot, the other party would not be able to kill the child. Even if the other party just dragged the child to the ground, he could wipe out the child's neck with his own weight alone. !

"Wait! Wait! Oh, I told you all to listen to what I have to say!" But at this moment, an accident suddenly happened, and it was the thin man who was squatting with the Japanese spy who spoke!