Chapter 2625 A bet

"Bang!"

Hua Wangcai, who was not prepared, fell to the ground, dragged his huge body for a distance of three meters, and there was a trace of red blood on his back, dyeing the uniform on his body red. After twitching for a few seconds, his head tilted and disappeared. I don’t know whether it was death or life, but I could see the unwilling expression on his face.

When Hua Wangcai fell heavily to the grass, Camille also raised his hand and shot the rebel French agent and rescued an elite Zhao clan from his gun. At the same time, the French agents of the ring convoy were also shot to death, and their death was far worse than the rest of the attacking enemies.

Like the enemy who was attacking like a tiger head-on, the Third Young Guard hated his betrayed his allies even more, so he was absolutely cruel and ruthless. However, although they killed the internal dangers and French agents were killed and injured at this time, there were also changes in Zhao Heng and their defense lines.

The four French agents' rebellion without warning not only severely damaged Hua Wangcai, who was responsible for the official rescue, but also killed six stubbornly confronting Zhao's guards, breaking the original stalemate instantly. Dozens of enemies came up with guns, snatching the gap to shorten the distance between the two sides' fighting.

The gunshots were thunderous again, and both sides left more than ten people behind.

Zhao Heng and the others were already short of manpower, but now the defense line was opened by the enemy, and most of the brothers who were brave and fearless were killed. The third young guards who were fighting each other were soon unable to support them. More than ten remaining guards felt that the enemy could not kill them, and the situation was severe when attacked on both sides of the opponent.

"Woo!"

The circular convoy was soon occupied by the enemy, and he could no longer fight back with his car. Four elite soldiers drove four cars to hit the enemy. During this period, they continued to poke out submachine guns and pulled the trigger, shooting nine enemies in succession, disrupting the enemy's every step of the way.

But there are too many enemies, and after suffering losses, they also know to keep a distance to avoid the impact of cars. No matter what, the drifting speed of the car cannot be compared with the bullets, and the Avenue de Paris was blocked, so the elite in the car quickly became the target of slaughter.

Their lively and energetic lives often disappear in an unyielding posture by gunfire. Some of the three elite soldiers drove their bullets and rushed straight to the tightly-deployed enemy. Although they could not rush forward to the opponent, they still charged with all their strength.

There were guns and bullets, and corpses were all over the ground.

"Mr. Heng, should we go for reinforcements?"

Ximen Qing watched his teammates be surrounded by enemies as many as locusts, killing them wantonly, and could not stop his grudges. The blue veins on his forehead were revealed and roared: "Brother Heng, let's kill them, save as many people as you can, and you can give orders!"

The guards around Zhao Heng and Nan Chanting Buddha were also screaming, and they were full of righteous indignation to support him. As elites who followed the Third Young Master, they were absolutely brave and fierce. Occasionally, they even shot a few shots at the convoy as support for their bloody teammates in the convoy.

It’s a pity that there are too many enemies and the distance is a little wider. It’s difficult to work after overturning the five enemies. Instead, the enemy occasionally fires cold guns here, deliberately provoking Zhao Heng and the others’ anger to consume ammunition. Ximen Qing looked at the scattered convoy and shouted at Zhao Heng again:

"Brother Heng, kill him!"

There were 68 guards and agents who followed Zhao Heng and the others to the Paris Theater tonight. Although the battle was fierce and the French agents were reversed, nine people were still fighting tenaciously in the ring convoy. There were also sixteen people around Zhao Heng and Nan Chanting Buddha, and they also had sufficient ammunition and firepower.

If the sixteen people charge together, there will be 60% chance of making a small gap and rescuing the remaining seven brothers. However, Nan Yongfu quickly interrupted Ximen Qing's thought: "No, the convoy's defense line has been broken long ago, and dozens of enemies surrounded the nine brothers."

"Actually, the enemy has the ability to kill nine people!"

Nan Chanting Buddha half-squatted behind a stone that was moved: "I haven't killed anyone but led us over. They want to win at the minimum price. If we charge at this time, we will definitely be surrounded by them. You must know that they still have a group of people who have not been pressed over."

The two sides fought fiercely and killed many people. Zhao Heng and his team fell more than 40 people, and the enemy also lost nearly 100 elite troops. However, although the other party suffered more casualties than Zhao Heng and his team, there were still hundreds of gunmen in their hands. At this moment, as Nan Nian Buddha said, divided into two groups, one quiet and one moving, waiting for the opportunity.

Ximen Qing bit his lips and glanced at the enemy, knowing that Nan Chanting Buddha's judgment was correct, but when he saw the nine brothers being overwhelmed by the enemy at any time, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He tightened the guns in his hand and shouted: "Do you just watch them die like this?"

"What we have to do now is to stabilize the last line of defense!"

A light flashed in Nan Chanting Buddha's eyes: "Sustain for a while and have more vitality." He could see the key to the problem. It was a fool to want to break out of the situation tonight. Only by relying on various obstacles to hold on the spot can they wait for support and wait for the miracle to appear.

So he had someone bring stone piers to build them at three entrances and exits, forming a relatively stable simple fortification. At the same time, each of them had a shield to block the bullets. If the other party no longer used rockets, Nan Jingbu believed that it could last for more than half an hour, and sticking to it was the best solution.

"Let me give it a try!"

At this time, Zhao Heng, who had been swaying the car silently, restarted and turned the car around. The front of the car was facing the enemy not far away. He skillfully moved the weapon buttons, and was happy to find that although the barrel on the right was squeezed and damaged, the rotating machine gun on the right could still be used.

So Zhao Heng quickly turned on the headlight and poked out the right rotating barrel, and shouted at the ghost through the unclosed car door: "I will tear out a gap between the enemy with a machine gun, and suppress their pursuit. Ghost, you will bring five brothers later and take the rest of the brothers back."

"Remember, everything is based on your own safety!"

The ghost nodded slightly and gathered five people to prepare for charge. This was the first time that Ximen Qing and Nan chanted Buddha's name to see Zhao Heng use Army One. They always thought that the main performance of this car was protection, just like the rockets could not be knocked out just now, but they did not expect that they were equipped with a barrel.

There was a hint of surprise and joy in the eyes of the two of them. No wonder Zhao Heng was unyielding in the car. It turned out that he could drive as a weapon, but unfortunately the tires looked a little damaged, otherwise he could fight out with this car. Even so, he could hold on for a longer time.

At this time, many enemies looked over here, as if they were a little surprised that Zhao Heng was driving around? They didn't expect the headlight to spray bullets. When they saw a gun barrel poking out and smelling a dangerous breath, they were clearly locked by Zhao Heng.

"Da da da da!"

The rotating muzzle shot out dense bullets, forming a bullet flow spreading to the right. The gunshots were as dense as firecrackers, and there was no stagnation at all. The more than a dozen enemies locked in the muzzle, many of them were hit hard by the bullets and fell down before they even had time to do a lie down.

Several smart and lying on the ground were remaining, watching, and burning bullets ruthlessly spurted out from the right headlight, piercing through the vast night. One teammate after another, and before the idea of ​​counterattack could even be born, they turned from a living life to a twitching dead body.

"Bang bang bang!"

They were furious and pulled the trigger with the conditioned reflex, pouring dozens of bullets on Army No. 1, making the car pound, but the car was not damaged, let alone hurt Zhao Heng in the car. Nan chanting Buddha and they did not shoot to cover him when they saw Zhao Heng safe and had nothing to do.

The windshield was mottled, cutting Zhao Heng's vision of looking at the ring convoy, but this did not hinder Zhao Heng's strafing. Blair was designed with this issue, so the front end of the car was equipped with four pinhole cameras to clearly capture the scene ahead.

Zhao Heng wanted to get the car forward for a few meters, but the tires were deflected very hard. Zhao Heng thought that the internal parts were hit and failed, so he immediately gave up the idea of ​​rushing forward, and instead adjusted the angle of the front of the car, so that the bullets sprayed out from the right light to tear more than ten enemies to pieces.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dozens of enemies who besieged the nine third young guards were suppressed by a rotating barrel and suffered heavy casualties. Some clever people crawled down and didn't even dare to raise their heads. The ghost wearing bulletproof vests took the opportunity to rush forward, and blasted out the gap and shouted the nine guards to lean towards this side.

Seeing this, the nine blood-covered guards immediately gave up their positions and evacuated. Under the cover of Zhao Heng's machine gun suppression and ghosts, they quickly retreated to the surrounding area of ​​Army No. 1, and then retreated to the position they arranged by Nan Juan Buddha. Everyone was glad to save their lives at the gates of hell.

"kill!"

The remaining enemies immediately became angry when they saw the fish in the net and mobilized more than ten submachine guns to shoot, and fires were emitted from the muzzle. In an instant, they swept out the dense fire nets crisscrossing on Army One, crackling and sparks splashing.

It's just that the car stands tall.

The windshield was cracked but not broken, the tire was injured but not exploded, and the fuel tank was invulnerable to swords and guns. It was simply a ghost. During the continuous bombardment of dense bullets, an enemy leaned over from behind and on both sides, trying to destroy the car at close range, but he was killed by Nan Nianfu before he even touched the car.

Army One's domineering made the enemy angry and also caused the fifty enemies who were raising their energy to be completely involved. Faced with the enemy's crazy and angry attack, Zhao Heng stopped shooting with the spinning barrel. One thousand bullets just now shot, and the enemy also shrank and stopped charging.

"A gamble!"
Chapter completed!