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Chapter 294 Who is this girl
"Put down the gun in your hand and get away from me, or I'll blow your head off with one shot!"

An old voice sounded behind Yan Zhi, and then, the old stairs made a "creaking" sound.

The old man's body is very heavy!
"I have no malice, please believe me, I'm just here to catch my breath, drink some water and leave!"

Yan Zhi could tell that although the old voice behind him was full of murderous intent, if he wanted to kill him, he would have shot him long ago.

Fortunately, I was wearing an American military uniform. If it was the German military uniform I wore when I went to scout the German tank positions with Winters, I guess I would have been beaten into a hornet's nest.

Yan Zhi could tell that the old man behind him was holding a shotgun.

If it was a rifle, he would be sure to dodge bullets fired at close range, but with a shotgun fired at close range, he would not be sure at all.

There are several types of shotguns, some of which also fire a single bullet.

But most of the bullets shot by shotguns have no bullets, that is, shotguns. After firing, they will form a certain area of ​​target coverage, which is conducive to hunting. As long as animals are hit by shotguns, they will definitely be injured and cannot escape the tracking of hunting dogs.

What many hunters want is the excitement brought by hunting. They just want to injure their prey, and then lead their hounds to hunt down the injured prey all the way. This will not only stimulate tension, but also increase entertainment.

Yan Zhi didn't want to be beaten into a hornet's nest. He slowly stretched out his right hand and shook it a few times to show that he was not malicious. Then he slowly pulled out the M1911 pistol from his waist and threw it on the ground. His M1 rifle was placed behind his back. There is no threat to the old man behind him.

Pulling the rifle from the back is not as fast as drawing the pistol.

"Slowly put your hands on the back of your head, cross your fingers and put them close to the back of your head, put your feet together, and stand in place without moving."

The old man came down from the stairs and stood three or four meters behind Yan Zhi, his voice was very dignified. Seeing that Yan Zhi was not acting maliciously, the murderous intent in his words was also reduced a bit.

According to what the old man said, Yan Zhizun put his hands on the back of his head, crossed his fingers, put his feet together, and stood on the same spot, like an obedient child in a kindergarten, and then he spoke in as warm a tone as possible.

"I'm an Allied officer and I'm from China. I didn't know anyone was in this building.

terribly sorry!

I came to your house without any malice, just to take a break from the Germans and come in for a drink. "

Yan Zhi stood still. He knew that his appearance had posed a security threat to the owner of this room.

The old man behind him didn't speak.

Yan Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. He was really worried just now that the old man would pull the trigger indiscriminately.

Yan Zhi continued: "Please believe that I don't have any malicious intentions. The battle outside is fierce. Because of the emergency, I don't have time to tell if anyone is in the house. I broke in and brought hidden dangers to your safety. Please allow me to stop now." leave."

"You are Chinese!" the old man asked in surprise!

"Yes. I am from an ancient civilization, China! If you believe me, let me leave now, otherwise, the Germans may come and bring you danger!" Yan Zhi said, slowly turning his side head, "Can I turn around?"

"Turn around slowly, I want to see if you have an oriental face!" The old man said in a low voice, "Your China is in dire straits now, how come you came to France, dressed as an American paratrooper to fight the Germans?"

Yan Zhi still put his hands on the back of his head, turned around slowly, and looked at the old man with a kind smile.

The old man was tall, with piercing eyes, and his silver hair was a little messy, like an old lion, not angry and majestic, holding a shotgun in his hand, very steady!
The moment Yan Zhi turned around, he saw a brown-haired girl above the stairs, looking out at him.

The brown-haired girl glanced at Yan Zhi curiously, and when she saw Yan Zhi looking over, she immediately shrank her head back.

At this moment, Yan Zhi felt that this brown-haired girl seemed familiar.

What a beautiful girl!

Yan Zhi said to the old man: "I am Yan Zhi, the major commander of the Chinese Independent Company. I lead the Independent Company to participate in the military exchanges and military operations of the Allied Forces on behalf of China. Just now, I chased a German major general and division commander all the way, and finally shot him dead. Due to too much consumption, I had no choice but to hide in your house, and now my physical strength has recovered, so please allow me to leave."

"What, you chased and killed a German major general with your own strength?" The old man opened his eyes wide, closed the safety of the shotgun, and said with the muzzle facing the ground in surprise.

Yan Zhi turned around, and the silver-haired old man could tell that this young officer had a handsome oriental face, with a heroic look between his brows and kind eyes, which was definitely not the temperament of a German soldier who was frustrated in a defeat.

However, when the young officer said that he personally killed a major general of the German army, the silver-haired old man didn't believe it.

Is it that easy to kill the major general of the German army, and he was chased all the way by this Chinese officer alone.

At this moment, there was the sound of people running on both sides of the small building. It was the "click" sound of German shoe spikes. Then, the door outside was kicked open with a "bang".

A German soldier in the yard said loudly: "Everyone, search this building carefully. The American officer who killed Commander Jeron Richardson just now is hiding nearby."

Listening to the sound, there must be at least six or seven German soldiers, pulling the bolts, and slowly approaching the door of the building.

The silver-haired old man heard the voices of the German army outside, and sure enough, their major general was killed by an Allied officer.

"Young man, don't make a sound. You go to the second floor. When the Germans come in, I will tell them that no one comes here."

Yan Zhi: "No..."

"Go up, it will be too late!" The silver-haired old man whispered, "If the Germans find you here, all of us will die. You go up now, and I will naturally have a way to send them away. Quick! "

Yan Zhi knew that what the silver-haired old man said was correct. If the Germans found him in this building, they might throw a few grenades directly into the building. Although he could escape easily, the silver-haired old man and the man on the second floor A girl with brown hair was not spared.So he gritted his teeth, picked up the pistol on the ground, and went up to the second floor without a sound.

Yan Zhi knew that during World War II, the German army rarely killed innocent civilians. The German army hated the Jews and killed them whenever they saw them, but they rarely went back to harm the civilians in the countries they occupied.

As for the old man with a shotgun, this was normal during World War II. Many foreigners had shotguns, which would not cause too much reaction from the German army.

If he had known in advance that there were still people living in this room, Yan Zhi would definitely not have come in to make trouble for them, but now that he was already troubled, he could only listen to the master first, and it would not be too late for him to leave after the silver-haired old man sent the Germans away.

Yan Zhi could easily dismiss a few German soldiers, but the bullets had no eyes, and he was worried that he might accidentally injure the grandparent and grandson, so he could only go upstairs.

Seeing that Yan Zhi went up the stairs like a cheetah without making a sound, the silver-haired old man nodded. This young Chinese soldier is really outstanding and extraordinary!
As soon as Yan Zhi went up to the second floor, the door on the ground floor was kicked open from the outside, and then six or seven German soldiers broke in.

"Get out of my room!"

Downstairs, the roar of the silver-haired old man came again.

Hearing the roar of the silver-haired old man, Yan Zhi thought to himself, the old man's trick, which is so popular for a while, probably won't work on the German devils.

(End of this chapter)