"Two of my people died and one was injured, don't you think you need to give an explanation." Feng Yicai looked at Zhao Zhi with some stubbornness, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who surrounded Ma Tie also leaned over, with angry eyes flashing in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to kill Zhao Zhi and his group immediately.

"Joke, do you think that it is my people who killed your people, or do you think that it is my people who should die when fighting with the Yue army, your people are invulnerable, if this is the case, it will trouble you to take your invulnerable subordinates to kill all the soldiers in China, anyway, you are also people who can't be killed" Zhao Zhi said again in Chinese, and then said loudly in English, causing the mercenaries around him to laugh non-stop, and they all looked at Feng Yicai and them with strange eyes.

"Zhao Zhi, don't go too far" Feng Yicai stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Zhi, he took another step forward, I am afraid that the finger will poke Zhao Zhi's nose, Feng Yicai is not from the Red Army, he is the Eighth Route Army that joined the Red Army after entering northern Shaanxi, just because he is a college student, he joined the underground party when he was in college, and he is still a reserve party member, so after the reorganization of the Eighth Route Army, he was transferred to the special service group of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters as a company instructor responsible for the ideological education of soldiers, the reason why he was sent to Zhao Zhi this time, It's that the headquarters is afraid that there will be problems with the minds of those soldiers, so they specially sent Feng Yicai, who has lived in a big city, to be their instructor, but Feng Yicai will be wrong, he regards himself as the direct commander of the 200 Eighth Route Army soldiers, but he regards Zhao Zhi as an irrelevant person who came to help, so he will be so sharp in words.

Zhao Zhi looked left and right, and spread his hands, "Am I too much, don't I think it, if you think I'm too much, just take your people back, I didn't ask you to stay" Zhao Zhi had a hint of sneer on his face, when these people were just sent, they looked good one by one, and then the army battle exposed so many problems, which Zhao Zhi never expected, not afraid of wolf-like opponents, afraid of pig-like companions, this is really good, this small ambush just now, if it is according to Yu Dazhi's style of play, There could have been no such casualties, and it's ridiculous that these guys don't even admit that they were wrong.

"There's another one here, grab a live one" A few soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who followed Yu Dazhi and them to clean up the battlefield cheered at the bottom of the hill, and they turned out a wounded soldier from the pile of corpses, the Eighth Route Army and the Yue Army had already fought each other, but the soldiers of the Yue Army who entered China to fight in the early stage were all fanatical militants, and they would not choose to surrender to the Eighth Route Army when they lost, so the Eighth Route Army was more often just collecting the corpses, and there were not many opportunities to capture the Yue Army alive like this.

"Get it, get it, hygienist, go and check his wound, and get him alive at any cost" Feng Yicai no longer paid attention to Zhao Zhi, but just urged the hygienist who was rebandaging Ma Tie's wound, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army under the hillside teamed up to get the prisoners of the Yue Army who were pulled out of the pile of dead, and the hygienist who had not finished bandaging Ma Tie's wound was pulled by Feng Yicai, and ordered him to immediately check the wound of the wounded soldier of the Yue Army.

"Baga" was accompanied by a loud slap in the face, and the wounded soldier who was woken up by the hygienist shook his hand and slapped Feng Yicai, who was too close to him, "Haha" Zhao Zhi, who was standing next to him, couldn't help laughing, a bloody handprint appeared on Feng Yicai's face, the hand of the wounded soldier was not strong, but the slap was very loud, many people on the hillside heard it, and the mercenaries under Zhao Zhi laughed out loud.

"Instructor, we don't have much medicine, give it to him, and our own wounded will be gone" The hygienist just simply checked the wounds on the wounded soldier of the Yue Army, and then looked at Feng Yicai in embarrassment, the medicine of the Eighth Route Army was not much, when he came out this time, the hygienist only brought some first aid and hemostatic medicine, the number was pitiful, between the prisoners and his own people, of course he chose his own people.

Feng Yicai subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhao Zhi who was standing on the side, Zhao Zhi's subordinates were well-armed, and the medicine reserves should be very rich, what Feng Yicai had in mind, Zhao Zhi was clear in his heart, but it was impossible for him to waste the medicine on this prisoner of the army, seeing that Feng Yicai deliberately wanted to talk to him, Zhao Zhi turned around and got into the crowd of mercenaries under him, and didn't even give a glance at Feng Yicai's kung fu.

"Treat the captives first, let's endure them first" Feng Yicai looked at the back of Zhao Zhi's departure, scolded secretly, turned his head and ordered the hygienist to give priority to treating the wounded of the Yue army, although he had long known in his heart that Feng Yi would arrange like this, but the hygienist and Ma Tie were still disappointed in their hearts, could it be that their own surname was not as good as a captive, "Ah, pull him away, pull away" The hygienist who was bandaging the wounds of the Yue army prisoners who obeyed Feng Yicai's order suddenly let out an exclamation, and one of his ears was bitten by the Yue army prisoner, The hygienist screamed in severe pain, and the soldiers around him were helpless and didn't know what to do.

"Ma Tie, what are you going to do?" Zhao Zhi, who hurried over after listening to the movement, saw Feng Yicai grabbing Ma Tie with his hand and dragging him out, Ma Tie's injured leg that had not yet been bandaged was dripping with blood and dragging a long blood mark on the ground, "Ma Tie, how can you use a stone to smash the prisoners who have laid down their weapons, what is the difference between us doing this and them, you are an old comrade, you should be more strict with yourself, have you forgotten the instructions of your superiors to treat prisoners." Feng Yicai reprimanded Ma Tie seriously, not caring about his injured and bleeding leg.

Zhao Zhi looked at Feng Yicai, who reprimanded Ma Tie, and frowned, is there no one in the Eighth Route Army, how could he get such a thing for himself, when the enemy is current, he actually does not distinguish between the enemy and me, regardless of the injuries of his own people, he actually stands there and talks about it, such a superb is really rare, the more he thinks about it, Zhao Zhi, who is more and more angry, pulls the trigger and pulls the trigger, "snap", the prisoner of the army who was grinning and scuffling with the soldiers fell to the ground, and a bloody arrow had already rushed out of his thigh, without waiting for Feng Yi to react, Zhao Zhi snapped three more shots, breaking the other arms and legs of the prisoner, completely cutting off his chance to fight with others.

"Ye Zi, take him to interrogate, if you don't want to say it, kill him" Zhao Zhi took the pistol back to the leg belt, and didn't look at Feng Yicai, who was blue with an iron face, but just ordered Ye Kong to interrogate the prisoner of the army, Feng Yuanzheng is such a person, Zhao Zhi does not hesitate to deal with it at all, in his opinion, people like Feng Yicai are all broken brains.

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