Balma shot twice into the tree hole, "If you have the ability, come out!"
Jin Guoqiang also shouted without showing weakness: "Come here if you have the ability!"
After all, Balma didn't have the guts, and yelled at his neck: "I have a lot of people and bullets, we'll spend it here, and see how long you can hide inside!"
No more talking in the tree hole.
There was a stalemate like this for a while, and Balma began to feel anxious when he saw that the sun was going down. Although he had the upper hand for the time being, he was not as relaxed as he might seem.
This mysterious figure didn't know where it came from. He hurt his own life when he shot his hand. His skill is definitely not easy. I don't know if there are any of his accomplices in the mountains. After dark, the situation will be more complicated. If this powerful enemy is not resolved as soon as possible, there will be more troubles.
Barma spoke to Sharma in dialects on the walkie-talkie, and yelled to Jin Guoqiang while pulling his neck: "Alright, we have hostages in our hands. If you don't come out, I'm going to kill someone!"
"What hostage!" Jin Guoqiang said in a deep voice.
The mustache pushed Zi Yang and Brother Xiaosha, "Let's go, brothers, it's time for you to play!"
Zi Yang had no choice but to stand up from the grass with Brother Xiaosha, and the two walked side by side to the open area below. The moustache Sharma hid behind the two, holding a pistol and a scimitar against their backs, "Dare I'll kill you if you mess around!"
Walking to a few dozen steps away from the tree hole, the moustache ordered the two to stop, and stabbed the handsome brother with a pistol: "Call him out!"
"Scream, what do you shout?" Brother Xiaosha asked in a panic.
"How do I know what to call! Anyway, if he doesn't come out, you'll have to die!" Moustache said grimly, putting the pistol on the back of Brother Xiaosha's head and opening the insurance with his thumb.
Zi Yang saw that the mustache Sherpa didn't seem to be joking, and hurriedly said: "Strong man, keep people under the gun, I have something to say."
"Are you in a hurry to get on the road? I have a good impression of you, I will kill you when I wait for the next one." The mustache squinted at Zi Yang and said, pointing a gun at Brother Xiao Shao with one hand, and a scimitar in the other. Top in the heart of the Queen of Zi Yang.
"Is it Zi Yang?" Jin Guoqiang in the tree hole asked aloud when he heard the conversation outside.
"Ahem, it's me, captain." Zi Yang said awkwardly.
Jin Guoqiang repeatedly told him not to leave the village, but they just ran out and were taken hostage by others. This is not only a shameful issue, but also a loss of life.
"How are they." Jin Guoqiang asked in a low voice.
"They are still in the village. I asked the soldiers to hide and lie in wait, telling them that people who are not ours should go in and give me a shuttle first!" Zi Yang started talking nonsense again.
When Jin Guoqiang heard it, he understood that Wang Juan and the others were safe for the time being, and they were silent again.
"So you know?! There are other people hiding in the village?" Mustache said in surprise, and now he is a little suspicious that Zi Yang said "a team of special forces, two snipers, and a machine gun company" really exist. Up.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, I have dozens of times, you don't come out, I will kill one first!" Yupaoyan Balma roared.
Sharma pointed the gun at the back of Xiao Shao's head again.
"One"
"two"
"three"
"four"
…
Every time Barma counted, Brother Xiaosha shook his legs, and sweat came out on his forehead.
"Zi Yang, save me... I don't want to die..." When he counted to seven, Brother Xiao Sha finally broke down, crying and begging to Zi Yang.
"Captain..." Zi Yang's words were also blocked, he didn't know how to speak.
Jin Guoqiang didn't come out, and Brother Xiaosha died.
Jin Guoqiang came out and Jin Guoqiang died.
These Gurkha mercenaries did not blink, and it was too easy to kill a person in this barren mountain.
This is really a dilemma. Although Xiao Shao hates him, he is an innocent passerby after all. Zi Yang can't bear to watch him fall in front of him. But he couldn't ask Jin Guoqiang to come out and die.
"Don't worry, they dare not kill him." Jin Guoqiang said calmly in the tree hole.
"What!? You said I didn't dare to kill him? Why?" Mustache asked puzzled.
"Because his father is Ye Xiaoting." Jin Guoqiang said coldly.
"Who is Ye Xiaoting? I don't know!" Mustache Sharma was puzzled.
"His mother is Zhang Yulan."
"What is Zhang Yulan?" Sharma the mustache was a little confused.
"Zhang Yulan is Professor Zhang's relative!" Jin Guoqiang continued.
Jin Guoqiang believed that these Gurkha mercenaries were sent by Professor Zhang. When he was investigating the background of Brother Xiao Shao, he had seen his family information, so he knew the names of his family members. Jin Guoqiang has reason to believe that some people in Brother Xiaosha's family or someone is closely related to Professor Zhang-this time he had to take a gamble.
"Who is Professor Zhang? Do you have a brain problem? What nonsense!" Moustache Sharma was confused by Jin Guoqiang.
"Stop talking with him, he's delaying time!" Yupaoyan Balma shouted in the distance.
Sharma raised his gun and pointed it at Brother Xiao Shao's head, "I don't know any of these people you mentioned, and you won't come out again, I really shot it!" Sherpa yelled.
Jin Guoqiang didn't expect that his judgment would be wrong. Are these Gurkha mercenaries not Professor Zhang's people
Seeing that Brother Xiaosha was about to splatter blood on the spot, Zi Yang suddenly shouted: "Big Brother!"
Sharma turned to look at him: "What are you doing again?"
"You haven't counted to ten yet!" Zi Yang hurriedly reminded him, seeing Sharma's finger on the trigger.
"Get out!" Mustache Sharma stared at Zi Yang fiercely.
Yupaoyan Balma also yelled on the intercom: "Don't talk nonsense with them! Kill one first!"
"Wait, my grandfather's name is Wang Yangming." Brother Xiaosha shouted desperately.
Brother Xiaosha is also a smart person. He heard the way from Jin Guoqiang's inexplicable dialogue-there is a person in his family that they are afraid of!
In order to survive, he had to bite the bullet and give it a try.
As soon as Brother Xiaosha spoke, the forest suddenly fell silent.
After a while, Barma's puzzled voice came from Sharma Mustache's walkie-talkie: "What did he call?"
"He, he said his grandfather's name is Wang Yangming." The gun in Moustache's hand was lowered from Xiao Shao's head. It seemed that the three words "Wang Yangming" had a huge deterrent to him.
"Impossible. According to the information, this kid is called Ye Zhiqiu!" Yupaoyan Balma said in confusion.
"Yes, you kid dare to lie to Lao Tzu!!" Sharma kicked Brother Xiao Shao hard on his waist, and the pistol was put on his head again.
"I, I didn't lie, my godfather is named Wang Yangming, and he gave me my name. The godfather... he has six fingers on his left hand!" The handsome brother shouted incoherently.
When Xiao Shao said these words, Sharma was stunned.
Wang Yangming has six fingers on his left hand, which are usually hidden well, only those who are more familiar with him will know. It seems that this guy didn't lie, he had a clear relationship with Wang Yang.
"What to do? He knows the boss!" Sharma said on the intercom.
There was a silence on the intercom, and Balma slowly said, "Then kill the other one."
"Hey, hey, brother, don't be kidding, I'm so cooperating with you..." Zi Yang looked at the mustache Sharma staring at him with a fierce look, and couldn't help panicking.
"No, you can't kill him, you kill him and I, I told my grandpa-my grandpa won't let you go." Brother Xiaosha also shouted in dismay.
"What, what about this?" Sharma said hesitantly. One wave after another has not settled, it is too difficult to kill a person.
"Huh, I can't take care of it. We are in a special situation now, and the boss will understand." Balma said in the intercom.
Sharma turned off the intercom and looked at Zi Yang and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I actually have a good impression of you."
"Yeah, yeah! Brother, we are so fate, you just treat me as a fart, let me go." Zi Yang begged.
"Listen to the people inside, I'll count three more!" Mustache Sharma pointed his gun at Zi Yang's forehead.
"One!"
"two!"
…
"Okay! I'll come out!" Jin Guoqiang shouted.
He has achieved his goal of delaying time.
After a stalemate, the sun has set, and only a layer of afterglow remains in the woods, and visibility has become low. Although it was not the best time, Jin Guoqiang understood that Zi Yang's life would be in danger if he did not come out again.
Jin Guoqiang threw the captured Beretta M92 pistol and dogleg scimitar on the grass outside, and also threw out his own tactical dagger.
"Don't shoot, I have no weapons."
Jin Guoqiang raised his hands and slowly walked out of the tree hole.
Sharma hurriedly hid behind Zi Yang, aiming at him.
After a while, four Gurkha mercenaries in camouflage walked out slowly from all around. One of them limped. The white bandage on his thigh was about to be stained red with blood. It seemed that he was not hurt. light.
The four men raised their guns at Jin Guoqiang as if they were facing a major enemy, Jin Guoqiang raised his hands high, indicating that he had no weapons on his body.
"Kalit, you go help Shah, Bahadur, search him!"
Yupaoyan Balma gave orders to everyone, and it seemed that he was still the leader of these people. The little man named Kalit put away his gun, walked over and sat down Shah, who was injured in his thigh, and took out hemostatic medicine and bandages from his first aid kit to help him deal with the wound.
Barma walked to Jin Guoqiang and stopped a dozen steps ahead. Instructed teammates to go up and search.
"Alright, if you move, I will kill you." Balma threatened Jin Guoqiang, aiming at Jin Guoqiang's head with the muzzle in his hand.
The mercenary named Bahadur cautiously walked behind Jin Guoqiang, touching his armpits, waist, thighs and calves with his hands.
"Hands down!" Bahadur said in blunt Mandarin. He was much shorter than Jin Guoqiang and couldn't reach his hands in the air.
Bahadur pinned Jin Guoqiang's hands behind his back and tied his wrists together with a plastic restraint band.
Balma saw that Jin Guoqiang had been completely disarmed, put away his gun and walked to Jin Guoqiang and asked, "Who are you? What's your name?"
This man was able to kill Budjaya, the best kung fu among several brothers. His skill was very difficult. The marksmanship just now was so precise, I knew he was absolutely extraordinary.
Jin Guoqiang looked at him condescendingly: "Who are you guys?"
The height of these Gurkha mercenaries was less than 1.7 meters, and Jin Guoqiang stood half a head taller than them.
Barma was irritated by the contemptuous look on his face. His backhand was a heavy slap on his face: "You are now a prisoner of Lao Tzu. You can answer whatever I ask!"
This Balma seemed to like to slap people. Jin Guoqiang's face was slapped to the side, and he immediately felt a salty taste in his mouth.
"Humph!" Jin Guoqiang sneered, looking directly at him.
"It seems that if you don't suffer a bit, you don't know how good I am!"
Balma drew a scimitar from his waist, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Cut off your hand first!"