Chapter 63: Linked Strategy (2)

  Chapter 63: Linked Strategy (2)

  It was night, and the Northern University campus suddenly became noisy, with occasional bursts of machine gun fire: Da-da, da-da-da, da, da-da...

  One by one, dark shadows jumped down from the walls of Beida Camp, one, two... ten... over a hundred... several hundred...

  The gate of Beida Camp suddenly opened, and Huang Yihu stood at the door, shouting loudly: "Where are you going? Stop for me!" "Clang" was kicked in the butt, and Huang Yifei said: "It's not shouted like this, it should be said that the rebel army is not allowed to escape!"

  Huang Yihu hastily nodded and shouted: "Don't let... eh, where did the person go? You bunch of bastards, wait for me to finish shouting before you run!"

  Many people started shouting: "Don't let the rebels go, they're running south. Quick, quick, chase..."

  Some people lit torches and returned to the city one by one, a dragon of fire rushed southward.

  At this time, the rebels also lit torches. The scattered rebels saw the torches and immediately had a backbone. They gathered around the torches in no time, with over a thousand soldiers surrounding them. Many of them had scars from being flogged, and some even had bandages wrapped around their heads.

  "Brothers, Wang Changhu is a turtle egg, he won't let us live! Let's go to Qinglong Mountain, run quickly! As long as we enter the mountain, it will be easy!"

  Wang Changhu was right there in the team, and when he heard this, he got angry!

  The guards beside him wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so they followed the front and ran together; at this time, the pursuing soldiers behind were getting closer and closer due to the many torches, and some had already caught up with the rear.

  He turned his head back three times in a row, got frightened out of his wits and said: "Who's going to take the rap for me?"

  An officer said: "Brother Chang, I'm going." After finishing speaking, he led 50 or 60 men and shouted: "Protect Brother Chang, charge! They charged towards the pursuing soldiers in the back...

  Dozens of people rushed up, and the momentum of the pursuing soldiers was blocked for a moment; these dozens of people were very fierce, holding guns and stabbing at the pursuing soldiers, beating them with their heads covered; before the rebel army relied on bravery to occupy a little advantage, as the number of pursuing soldiers increased, dozens of people were gradually divided and surrounded.

  Two gangs were fighting in the open field, punching and kicking each other, sticks flying through the air, with occasional cries of pain.

  Huang Yihu followed up at this time, took a look at the fighting situation and ordered: "Leave one company behind, the rest continue to chase!"

  Before long, all the rebels were knocked down and tied up with ropes. Twenty or so men were left to guard them while the others went in pursuit again.

  This time the pursuing troops had experience: if you come with 50 or 60 men, I'll leave one company to surround you and slowly entangle with you; if you come with over a hundred men, I'll leave three hundred men to surround you; the rest of the people will continue to pursue. This pursuit method caused Chang San's troops to shrink greatly, from over a thousand men to now more than 500 men.

  He was so exhausted that he almost vomited, and in his heart, he secretly cursed: Wang Changhu, you damned only son, just bully your old man! This time, if it's not successful, you'll take my surname!

  As I was running, a Japanese-Chinese sentence suddenly came from in front: "Halt, what kind of person's work is this?"

  Chang San silently prayed: Oh dear heavens! Buddha bless me, the pig has finally appeared!

  Chang San, panting and out of breath, asked: "Who are you?"

  At this moment, a row of headlights suddenly lit up in front, and Chang San hurriedly squinted his eyes and asked: "What kind of people are you?"

  A voice with a Chinese accent came from the car: "Is it Vice Officer Chang?"

  Chang San felt that this person's voice was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was. He asked cautiously: "Do you know me?"

  "That person said: 'Vice Officer Chang is really a nobleman who forgets many things! I am Zhang Lin, do you remember?'"

  Chang San suddenly remembered: Zhang Lin - Zhang Huamin's nephew, serving as the head of Zhang Huamin's guard battalion.

  Chang San Na Men: What is he doing here?

  However, because he was beaten by Wang Changhu, Zhang Sanmao got angry with Zhang Huamin and scolded: "Zhang Lin, I don't care what your uncle is doing, but you can't harm our brothers! These several thousand brothers have finally found a place to settle down, and your uncle has caused so many of them to run away. Is your uncle still human?"

  Zhang Lin immediately asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many people running out? Where are the others?"

  Chang San shouted as he went up: "How dare you ask, hundreds of people died last night; this morning Wang Changtiger was deploying troops to the North Camp, and our men were all disarmed. More than a thousand ran out, and for my cover, more than 500 brothers went back in. I'll strangle you to death!"

  Having said that, Chang San flew over and was about to go all out.

  Zhang Lin was kicked and his anger rose, saying: "Chang San, listen to me... Has Chang San given you face?"

  After finishing speaking, he took out a box of guns and pressed it against Chang San's chest, saying: "Chang San, if you don't behave yourself, don't blame your brother for not giving you face?"

  Chang San glared at him, ripped open his chest with a "tear" sound and said: "Come on, I didn't plan to return alive to Qinglong Mountain today, fire your gun, come on!" After that, he puffed out his chest.

  Zhang Lin took a step back and said: "You take another step and I'll really shoot!"

  Chang San continued walking forward, with the muzzle pressed against his chest again; Zhang Lin's hand shook, and the gun almost fell to the ground.

  Chang San thought to himself: Zhang Linyuan was also a somebody back then, who would have thought that after becoming a traitor, he'd end up like this!

  Zhang Lin took a glance at Chang San's chest and said to cover himself up, "Brother Chang, you've suffered enough. I'll take you back to Qinglong Mountain right away."

  As they spoke, Huang Yifei caught up from behind and said: "Chang San, this time see where you run to. Come back to Beidaying with me obediently, and maybe Boss will be pleased and let you keep your whole corpse intact." More than 3,000 people slowly surrounded him.

  Suddenly, 50 or 60 men rushed out of Chang San's team, holding clubs and rushing towards the 3,000 people, shouting: "Brother Chang, hurry up!"

  Wooden clubs flew horizontally, human shadows danced vertically, and the hands that struck showed no mercy, causing the three thousand pursuers to fall over each other; Huang Yifei's face sank, saying: "Fight to death for me, five or sixty people, in a few strokes they were overwhelmed by three thousand people.

  Chang San looked at them with tears streaming down his face and cried out: "Brothers, why are you so stupid?! Come on! Let's fight these sons of bitches..."

  After finishing speaking, he took off his clothes and was about to lead the remaining people to play with their lives. Zhang Lin pulled him back and said seriously: "Chang Ge, as long as we have green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood, let's go."

  Chang San still wanted to rush forward, Zhang Lin shouted: "What are you still stunned for? Go and send yourselves to death! Hurry up and carry Brother Chang with me..."

  All the rebels followed Zhang Lin out of the gap between the two cars and retreated.

  Huang Yifei took a look and saw that the rebels were about to leave, so he shouted: "Get them!"

  When the pursuing soldiers were about to pass through the gap between the cars, Japanese soldiers filled the gap. Huang Yifei was so angry that he shouted loudly: "You are interfering with our internal affairs, I will report you!"

  Just as Chang San was about to leave, Huang Yifei commanded: "Surround them, no one is allowed to escape!"

  Three thousand pursuing soldiers suddenly surrounded the Japanese troops and Chang San's rebels, who only had four or five hundred men.

  A Japanese lieutenant saw that things were going badly and hastily fired a red signal flare, while the Japanese troops fixed bayonets and formed a cordon around Chang's mutineers.

  Huang Yifei saw that the enemy had drawn their bayonets, and many of his men did the same. The two sides stood facing each other like this;

  The pursuers finally became impatient, and some places began to lose control, with the phenomenon of scrambling and snatching people. The lieutenant was already sweating profusely, repeatedly giving orders, directing soldiers to fill in the gaps, but unfortunately, there were too few defenders, too many loopholes, and many areas fell into an awkward situation where one person faced three enemies.

  Zhang Lin was so scared that his face turned pale and he stuttered, saying: "Chang Da, big brother, i-i-it's okay, it's okay"

  As expected, a number of cars came from both east and west. The cars directly surrounded the pursuers of Huang Yifei, and finally stopped, with Japanese soldiers starting to jump down from the cars.

  Huang Yifei narrowed his eyes and watched as all the Japanese soldiers finished jumping. Then he ordered, "Leave one thousand people to surround them, the rest gather."

  About a thousand people surrounded Chang San and others, while nearly two thousand people slowly gathered towards Huang Yifei.

  All Japanese soldiers got off the train, adding up to the original number of Japanese soldiers, totaling two thousand people.

  Huang Yifei sneered at everything in front of him and thought to himself: I'd like to see how your 1,500 men can surround my 2,000!

  However, the Japanese officer also seemed to have realized this problem and fired another red signal flare.

  Huang Yifei smiled and said: "You have more people than me, come on, fire a signal flare!"

  To distinguish it from Japan's red signal flare, a green signal flare was fired. Before long, the sound of cars came from the direction of Beida Camp.

  The Japanese officer's temper flared up again and he fired another shot; this side also fired another shot.

  Then the Japanese couldn't send it out anymore.

  The night turned pitch black, and without torches, one couldn't see their own fingers when stretching out their hand. The atmosphere gradually became somewhat oppressive; all the summoned soldiers had arrived; in a short hour, this desolate wilderness gathered nearly ten thousand troops: six thousand pursuers; two thousand eight Japanese; over five hundred rebels.

  Huang Yihu waved his hand and all the pursuing soldiers began to push forward against the Japanese army: one step forward, one step back; another step forward, another step back.

  The Japanese decided not to retreat, and a Japanese military officer drew his sword and shouted: "For the honor of the Empire, halt!"

  Huang Yifei shouted: "This is Laozi's turf, those rebels are Laozi's men, brothers, what do you say we should do?"

  All the soldiers shouted: "Kill them, kill them!"

  Huang Yifei said: "Today I am a man blocking the killing of men, a ghost blocking the killing of ghosts; come on, load the gun." Ka ka ka...

  The sound of gunfire never ceases from one's ears.

  The war will break out at any moment...

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