The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1936 Brother Ni Qiang

Hu Zhuzi stared at him blankly. He didn't understand what Shi Yong meant at all!

Shi Yong's words were really a bit too convoluted.

You can't beat me to death. If you kill me, you won't know the secret of why I am against your camp.

You can't hurt me. If you dare to hurt me, I have a box gun and I will shoot you in the back. Either you kill me, or I will kill you, or I will just kill myself. Anyway, I won't let you know the secret.

That’s probably what it means anyway!

  But he couldn't understand what Shi Yong meant, but he could see Shi Yong running forward after he finished speaking. How could this be possible?

"Hey, you son of a bitch, why don't you run!" Hu Zhuzi shouted loudly and chased after him again.

And then, Hu Zhuzi really had no intention of shooting. He also wanted to know why this person who was obviously from the Northeast Army wanted to go against his own battalion.

  As long as we know why, we must catch him alive!

You son of a bitch, do you think I'm afraid of you if I don't shoot? Look, I've caught you!

A new chase begins again.

Shi Yong in front saw that Hu Zhuzi really didn't shoot at him and his plan succeeded. He was very happy at first.

  But when he looked back after running forward for dozens of meters, he saw that the tiger pillar was getting closer and closer to him!

You see him running forward with big strides holding a rifle in one hand, as if he were running a 100-meter race, with his mouth wide open, breathing heavily, and looking ferocious. Shi Yong felt as if he was a child and stole cucumbers from someone else's house, and the old man was chasing him with a stick!

How could I run into such a bastard! Shi Yong was so angry that he cursed in his heart, but he could only turn around and run faster.

He originally thought that this chase would not end easily.

One was running in front and the other was chasing behind, and the two of them were like they were running a long-distance race. However, he could not have imagined that Hu Zhuzi was a person who never spared any physical strength. You could say he was a tiger, or you could say he was gifted, but his physical strength was better than that of ordinary people.

His only thought is to catch the person in front of him, so shouldn't he run as fast as he can?

As a result, Shi Yong now wants to use long-distance running to save some energy, and slowly tire Hu Zhuzi out, so Hu Zhuzi will stop chasing him.

  But he never expected that Hu Zhuzi would show the spirit of a 100-meter race, which was totally unconventional!

Seeing that the tiger pillar was getting closer and closer to him, Shi Yong ran so fast that he couldn't help but feel nervous. He tripped and stumbled forward again.

Although he climbed up again, the rifle in his hand fell out of his hand.

Forget it, if it falls, it falls. I still have the box gun. Shi Yong waved his arms and ran forward desperately.

And this time he ran a little faster than before.

Anyone who has had experience in long-distance running knows that if a person keeps running, carrying even a little bit of stuff on the body will become a burden, let alone a rifle that weighs seven or eight kilograms?

But after Shi Yong's efforts, Hu Zhuzi came more than 20 meters closer to him, and now the distance between the two was only about 30 meters.

"Boy, watch out for the gun!" Seeing that he was getting closer to Shi Yong, Hu Zhuzi also became capable. He ran forward two steps vigorously, raised his hand and threw the rifle out!

If you want to throw a gun at someone, just do it. Why are you shouting?

Shi Yong was afraid that Hu Zhuzi would really shoot, so when Hu Zhuzi shouted, he hurriedly moved to the side and looked back.

As he stepped aside, the rifle that was just about to reach him fell to the ground.

Seeing that Hu Zhuzi neither fired nor threw the rifle away and it didn't hit him, Shi Yong wanted to be happy, but he ran too fast and was gasping for breath. How could he make that expression?

Hu Zhuzi didn't even bother to throw the rifle he had thrown out when he pounced on him again. Shi Yong turned around and continued running forward.

The two men were getting closer and closer, but with just a few meters of distance, Hu Zhuzi couldn't catch Shi Yong. The two men, one in front and one behind, finally rushed into the woods in front.

In this forest, the gaps between trees are much larger, and the woods are also very clean, with only some bushes and grass.

But the problem was that this forest was actually a gentle slope. After running for a while, the two of them had to climb the slope desperately, and they were panting more and more. Shi Yong wanted to persuade Hu Zhuzi to stop chasing him, but now he couldn't even breathe evenly, so how could he continue the conversation?

This made Hu Zhuzi chase him, and he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.

Finally, Shi Yong ran to the edge of the woods and the terrain became flat.

He thought to himself that after he reached the top, he would not run any further and would just roll down, so that he could catch his breath.

But who would have thought that at this moment, he felt his trouser legs tighten at the back, and he was finally caught by Hu Zhuzi.

Both of them had run out of strength, and Hu Zhuzi stretched out his hand and pulled. Although Shi Yong fell down, Hu Zhuzi also fell down, and then the two of them rolled over and fought each other.

If it is really a life-and-death fight and each side has a weapon in their hands, the winner will be decided in a few moves.

  But the problem is that when the two men ran here, they were already exhausted and had no weapons in their hands. How could they determine the winner by fighting for a while?

It's just that you punched me and gave me a black eye, and I knocked you to the ground with a stick.

I jumped up and pressed on you, but you kicked me down again.

At this point, the person who was kicked was lying there with a stomachache, and the person who kicked him didn't want to move anymore.

The two of them lay on the ground, tilting their heads and staring at each other, gathering their strength.

After a while, Hu Zhuzi mustered up his remaining courage and reached out to grab Shi Yong again.

Shi Yong failed to dodge and was grabbed on the face by Hu Zhuzi. He quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed Hu Zhuzi's wrist.

Seeing Hu Zhuzi's other hand coming up again, Shi Yong, who had little strength left, stretched out his left hand and grabbed Hu Zhuzi's collar.

Hu Duzi did the same and also grabbed Shi Yong's collar with his left hand.

For a moment, the two men lay on the ground in a stalemate.

"Why are you acting like an old woman, tickling me?" Shi Yong took a deep breath, grabbed Hu Zhuzi's collar with his left hand, pushed him forward hard to prevent him from jumping up, and said.

"You are the old woman!" Hu Zhuzi hated women's temper the most in his life and how could he tolerate it, so he used the same strength with his hands as Shi Yong.

Shi Yong had not expected that Hu Zhuzi was still so strong. He was struggling to hold on when his face suddenly changed and he whispered, "Someone is here!"

"There's a chicken*feather man!" Hu Zhuzi thought Shi Yong was lying.

He was just about to try his best to take Shi Yong down, but then he really heard some movement coming from the direction above his head!

The sudden unexpected situation caused both of them to loosen their hands at the same time, and they all fell to the ground, looking towards the place where the sound came from.

At this time, the two of them were fighting next to a bush.

Looking up, you can see the emerald green leaves of the bushes, and there are some gaps between the branches and stems of the bushes below.

And through the gap, they suddenly saw a pair of legs appearing a few dozen meters ahead.

They saw gray-brown fur-toed boots with yellow leggings, and they even saw a shining bayonet pointing diagonally at the ground.

  Fuck! Japanese devils!

Hu Zhuzi and Shi Yong couldn't help but exchange glances, then each reached out to touch the box guns that were still hanging on their bodies.