Shang Ze directly suffocated several guys with one sentence. The leader hesitated. He knew very well that he would definitely not be able to escape if he really fought. Zhang Qiru, at most, Shang Ze died and injured one more. If he was lucky, no one would have any trouble.

For a moment, no one dared to move and fell into a deadlock.

Zhang Qiru naturally would not sacrifice Shang Ze casually, so he could only continue negotiations: "Several people, we have no other intentions to come here, just want to find a car, and we will leave when we find a car. Everyone is safe, okay?"

The leading man thought for a moment and said, "The things here are all ours. You want them, you can, but you must exchange them for the gun in your hand!"

Zhang Qiru frowned. It seemed that these people still didn't understand the current situation and needed a strong dose of medicine.

"That's nothing to discuss? It seems that you really don't want toast and eat the punishment! Shangze, your wife and son will be handed over to our care! Don't worry!"

Shang Ze was stunned. When did I have a wife and son? Could it be that the teacher wanted to remind me something?

Zhang Qiru was not sure whether Shang Ze could react, but this situation could not be solved even if it was exhausted. Moreover, if you were always slow, Shang Ze would never be able to stand alone.

"I count five numbers. If you don't put down your gun, then fight to the death!" Zhang Qiru deliberately put the bullet again, and Zhang Qidao's shotgun sounded even louder.

"Five, Four, Three!" Zhang Qiru had just counted to three, suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Shang Ze, squat down!"

Shang Ze had already been thinking about it and had already concentrated. The moment Zhang Qiru roared, he squatted down with a sensation. However, the people did not have such thoughts and were still waiting foolishly, either waiting to count "one" or thinking about what to do. As soon as Shang Ze squatted down, the group of people reacted. Just as they were about to shoot, they heard a bang of gunshots, and then everyone stopped moving.

"Shang Ze, come here!" Zhang Qiru shouted, "Who dares to move around? I will beat him into a hornet's nest!"

The group of people did not dare to move at all, while Shang Ze squatted smartly and moved over - it would be bad if he blocked the gun.

"Md, I'm very brave, I dare to touch me!" Zhang Qiru didn't like the struggle between humans very much, "and threw away the gun in his hand!"

The group of people knew they were unable to defeat them, so they could only obediently throw down the weapons in their hands. The leading man seemed a little dissatisfied and muttered: "Don't think that having a gun is great. Our elder brother also has a gun. Then, you can wait and cry!"

When Zhang Qiru heard this, he had a friend and directly pressed the head of the man with a gun: "Say, where are the rest of you hiding?"

The big man looked at the black gun and became a little scared, and quickly admitted his mistake: "Brother, I was wrong, don't kill me. We still have a stronghold, right in the mountains, and we just came here to take the opportunity to rob!"

"How many people do you have? Where did the guns come from? What kind of guns are they?" Zhang Qiru heard that it was in the mountains, so they had the chance to meet them.

"There are about thirty people, all of whom are men. The gun was brought by the eldest brother. The eldest brother used to be a gangster, and there were many hunting rifles hidden in his home." The leader said it all.

"Shang Ze, tie them up for me!" Zhang Qiru felt that the situation was not very good.

"Zhao Yun, you are back, are there anyone nearby?" While Zhang Qiru thought, Zhao Yun also walked around and came back.

"No, just a few of them." Zhao Yun replied.

"Brother, go and choose a car and find a rear eight-wheel heavy truck with good performance. The horsepower must be large enough. Then find a car with good off-road mobility. Zhao Yun, follow you to drive. Shang Ze, look at them, who dares to move around, and shoot them on the spot!" Zhang Qiru had a plan.

After a while, Zhang Qidao drove a heavy truck in Shaanxi Automobile Truck, and Zhao Yun also drove a pickup truck, all of which were powered by diesel.

"Brother, Lao Zhao, go and refuel, put all the oil barrels you can bring, remember to load a few buckets of gasoline. There is a convenience store at the gas station, find some empty bottles, and bring other useful things together."

"Okay, you guys are waiting here. We will set off as soon as we come back." Zhang Qidao looked at the guys tied up and said, "These people are locked in the car, and they can't get out for an hour or two. Tell a few zombies to come over to watch the door!"

Of course, Zhang Qidao would not really let the zombies come to the door, but just scare them to calm them down a little, and don’t act rashly.

Ten minutes later, the four of them had already set foot on the winding mountain road. Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun drove the heavy truck in front, while Zhang Qidao and Shang Ze drove the pickup truck in the back. The distance between the two cars was about one mile.

The winding highway is winding, like a long snake passing through the mountains. It takes a big turn almost every few hundred meters to walk, and the shortest one needs to turn every few dozen meters, and the speed is very slow. However, Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun are not impatient, and no matter how slow the speed is, they are free to travel, at least more than a little faster than walking.

Suddenly, Zhang Qiru saw a car parked on the side of the road. Zhao Yun stepped on the brakes and honked the horn twice - of course not to urge anything, but to make an agreement with the car behind him to use the whistle as a letter.

"Old Zhao, I'll go and have a look." Zhang Qiru and Tao.

After getting off the car, Zhang Qiru held his gun and slowly approached the car. At this distance, he could clearly see that the door of the car cab was knocked down by something, and the driver was still lying on the steering wheel. The four doors of the car were tightly closed, and there were no obvious signs on the ground.

This is not the first scene of the accident! Zhang Qiru thought that someone had towed the car here on purpose, and that the accident was very artificial, otherwise the guy in the cab should be a corpse, not a dead body. He believed that the probability of a boring guy solving the corpse in the car was very low. If it was as he thought, then someone should have an ambush here.

In order to confirm the idea, Zhang Qiru walked to the front of the car and saw that there was only one driver in the car. He opened the door of the co-pilot and looked at the driver carefully. He was shot in the head and shot, and was shot to death. What Zhang Qiru was also surprised was that the driver was wearing the military uniform of the Tiancheng Resettlement Camp!

He quickly ran back to the car and told Zhao Yun that Zhao Yun had thought for a while, pressed the whistle three times, asked Zhang Qidao and Shang Ze to be alert, and then planned to continue moving forward.

Facts proved that Zhang Qiru's idea was completely correct. Before they could start, they flew down a few big stones from the mountain.

"Hide!" Zhang Qiru immediately flipped out of the car, and Zhao Yun also crawled out of the co-pilot.

When the two got off the car, they saw more than a dozen people driving towards this side. The loudspeaker in the car was shouting: "Give up resisting surrender, let you die!"

Zhang Qiru sneered in his heart, "Don't let us die?" The driver was still staying in the cab and dying with his eyes open!"

"Old Zhao, go down the mountain, hurry!" Zhang Qiru kept running down the big slope on the side of the road, and Zhao Yun followed closely behind.

The hillside here is not very steep. Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun ran smoothly for a long distance, and then found a huge rock to hide behind.

Bang! A gunshot broke through the tranquility of the night and echoed in the valley.

"Md, I'm disobedient, I'll break you up! Brothers, catch me alive!"

"Idiot..." Zhang Qiru cursed. He was worried about how to tell Zhang Qi and the others, and these guys would do it for him.

"Qi Ru, do you want to fight back?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Wait, listen to their tone, I didn't see that we had a gun. I'll catch them off guard later!" Zhang Qiru stretched out his head from the side and took a look. "They were about twenty people, fifteen of them had guns, and they were shotguns, and they were not accurate at long distances."

"We can't fight right!" Zhao Yun looked at Zhang Qiru and reminded.

"Uh...it must be more accurate than them! Don't forget that 56 and a half are single-shot rifles, with long barrels and long sight distances. They don't have to break their hands. The hit rate of 100 meters can be 50%. The broken gun in their hands is zero. "Zhang Qiru has a little understanding of the disadvantages of some shotguns.

"Then let's run a few more steps?" Zhao Yun said, and then continued to run down the mountain without waiting for an answer.

"Wait for me, your grandma!" Zhang Qiru also quickly followed.

"Run away! Everyone rushed up!" Angry shouts came from the loudspeaker again.

The speed of going down the mountain was very fast. Zhang Qiru and the other two were flexible and experienced. They soon left the pursuers behind.

"How many people follow?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Six, five with guns. Separate and fight back!" Zhang Qiru replied, then walked aside with Zhao Yun and hid behind a big tree in the mountains. The shotgun had poor penetration and could completely block one tree.

Zhao Yun fired a shot first. If you want to say that the 56 and a half accurate head was indeed high enough, relying on the experience of the air gun, Zhao Yun hit a person in the chest with the first shot.

"Ah!" With a gunshot, a scream came, followed by the panic sound of a few remaining people: "They have guns, run!"

Bang! Zhang Qiru was not willing to be outdone and shot a man in the arm. The man threw the gun down in pain and rolled on the ground. Maybe he felt that he would be shot to death when he lay on the ground. After rolling for a few rounds, he covered his arms and ran backwards.

When the people behind heard that Zhang Qiru and his two had guns, they stopped rushing forward, but quickly squatted on the ground to reduce their area. However, there were only a few trees growing under the hillside, and they were almost bare when they squatted down and became a target for a constant movement. Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun stared at the two people, glanced for a while, and fired a shot, and knocked down the two of them again.

"Md, if you have a gun, you dare to be proud. Let's see if I'm going to knock you into a sieve!" Some words came from the loudspeaker. Then, Zhang Qiru heard the continuous gunfire, and more than a dozen bullets flew towards him, and bounced out on the stone hitting him.

"Automatic rifle!" Zhang Qiru cursed. He ignored one thing. If the driver in the car was really a soldier sent by the Tiancheng Resettlement Camp, then other people might have been killed by these people, and these people are likely to have the weapons of those soldiers!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!