The dirt road into the village is less than two meters wide, but the number of armed reading vendors is as high as more than 230, and the road into the village cannot be squeezed at all.
The reading vendors could only form gangs in twos and threes, occupying ten to twenty meters on both sides of the road.
soon.
The mighty army arrived at the entrance of the village, and the readers could clearly see the lighted thatched houses in the village.
Seeing the book sellers in the village, they all became excited.
There is fanaticism in his eyes.
Not only the excitement of killing, but also the temptation of huge amounts of money.
The temporary alliance of reading dealers has long announced that whoever can kill Staff Officer Xia who organized the ambush and chop off her head will receive a reward of 2 million. This is something that every reading dealer knows.
In this millennium when money is still very valuable, a monthly salary of 1,000 yuan for domestic skilled workers is considered a high salary.
Just over 10,000 a year.
"Attention all units, snipers are targeting the boss, demolition teams are preparing to blast, militia platoons are targeting their targets, and each group is cooperating to retreat. There is an eight-second countdown."
This is really my first time seeing it!
But the book sellers were all pointing their butts at Jackie Chan, standing defenseless outside the village.
Bullets are impeccable.
On top of the weak stimulation of desire, the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Exceptionally speaking.
No one cares at all.
The only drawback is that the burning time is very short, so the old cannon is arranged to be on standby outside the village, and it will be lit only when the salesman dismounts and retreats from the village.
At the moment when he roared out, Jackie Chan pulled the trigger of the Type 44 heavy machine gun and placed it outside the warehouse. The bad boy, the hungry butcher, ended its slaughter.
That’s what it should be!
Despite seeing any blood, Staff Officer Xia was still shocked and dumbfounded.
The adrenalin-stimulated reader, whose mind was so cold, gradually closed his gun and stopped firing at the low voice of the reader's leader.
There were no bullets flying around behind his eyes, and he was worried about being beaten to death by one of his own men, so he wondered what was going on and hurriedly approached the house to get back and check.
If it hits the stomach, the intestines and internal organs will fly all over the place. If it hits the calf, the leg will explode in two. If it hits the chest, the head and all seven limbs will be separated.
If a kerosene lamp falls outside a wooden house, it will start a small fire very slowly.
Therefore, when making those burning kerosene lamps, all the kerosene on the outside was deliberately poured out, and the cotton wick in the middle was soaked with oil, and only the kerosene on the outside of the cotton wick was burned.
As soon as his back foot crossed the bamboo fence at the entrance of the village, his front foot couldn't hold back his excited shouting, and then he held a gun in his front and opened fire on the houses in the village.
Although Staff Officer Xia was a border policeman and had participated in youth anti-drug operations, it was unusual for him to shoot drug dealers.
After all, it is only the bosses who make money among reading vendors, and 90% of the profits are concentrated in their hands. There are many juniors but little money.
The first two words of the command were shouted by Jackie Chan.
"Stop, stop first, that's right."
Human beings know how to be behind heavy machine guns. Jackie Chan's gun swept past, and the people behind fell in pieces, and the clearing was completed nervously.
The heavy machine gun suddenly roared and flames shot out two meters long.
The old-fashioned weapon in the hand of the old hunter poses no threat at all. As long as I dare to shoot, I will be killed in a second.
Tao Gu's heavy machine gun just swept past, the muzzle swinging from right to left.
Basically, anyone needs to give orders, and it also depends on who stays in front and who is responsible for covering the inside.
With a "pop" sound.
In order to grab this huge sum of money, the book sellers, who had been very calm when they came here, could no longer hold their breath when they saw the village.
It didn't explode until it hit the eighth one.
The reading vendors roared and rushed out of the village. The bamboo fences and village gates at the entrance of the village were smashed into pieces by the two hundred reading vendors who were red-eyed by the temptation, and the doors were pushed down and thrown aside.
Even if there were no old hunters who came out to shoot and resist, at least there were no women, men or children who were so frightened that they screamed and cried.
After all, before the war began, the Langde villagers had to return to the outside world to continue their lives.
The visual impact is really too weak.
There were no more than 200 to 800 people outside Langde Village, and the houses were all destroyed by gunfire. Why didn't you hear any sound?
There is only one reward of two million yuan, but there are more than 230 readers. Whoever arrives first will get it.
For a while.
They all rushed out of the village and fired bullets for a long time. Even though they were stimulated by two million, they finally realized that they were right.
Outsiders in the village may have retreated on defense against us, but they were not ignored by the readers at all.
Nowadays, if you make a small fortune and you can live a lifetime of food and clothing, the temptation for book sellers is really too great.
I know that the bullet that penetrated the first reading vendor, like a candied haws of sugar haws, penetrated the seventh reading vendor.
From the perspective of Staff Officer Xia, who was wearing night vision goggles, it could be seen that every bad image of an individual had disintegrated and then turned into a bunch of white shadows falling to the ground.
In fact, the income is very average.
Many readers are really suppressed, and the surging desire in their hearts is stimulated.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
The readers were not so excited that they lost themselves. Their whole bodies were filled with adrenaline, and they all turned into dynamite barrels that could explode at a moment's notice.
The book sellers were like wheat being harvested. A small piece of it was poured on them all at once, and all of them were smashed corpses. Is there any corpse that was bad?
All the readers speeded up without any tacit understanding, switching from walking to running at a trot, and then ran out of the village with their guns in hand, fearing that they would be robbed if they took a step too fast.
The first reading dealer picked up his gun and hit him, which was like an order to retreat.
Now comes the competition!
The structures of a small number of houses were smashed to pieces, and there was a heavy rain of grass, debris, and wood chips.
After giving the orders to each group, Jackie Chan set up his gun and locked the area he knew best. He knew the icy countdown: "Countdown eight, seven, one, fire!"
Even if the kerosene lamp is broken, it will cause a small fire if it falls to the ground.
But like cutting wheat, you can kill the book sellers...
As for the old hunter's first shot, he might kill the drug dealer.
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The leader of the book seller also stared wide-eyed, his eyes fixed on the house at the back.
However, Jackie Chan has already considered this. I just want to kill all the drug dealers who came to get rich, and I want to destroy the entire village.
However, the seemingly "cold, quiet and noisy" village was shot for a long time but there was no movement.
However, Jackie Chan was only the first to initiate the sneak attack. Just a second before Jackie Chan shouted out and fired, Lone Wolf Group B also launched a retreat attack.
The first reading dealer ran and fired at the same time. The muzzle of the gun sprayed a gun flame about half a meter long, and the muzzle of the gun was swaying everywhere.
And the readers who had originally left the village were also driven by bad curiosity, and left one by one to join in the silence, trying to figure out what was going on.
The main thing is not to make a sound.
In the eyes of readers...
The reading dealer is not fighting for money with his life, so the probability of being beaten to death is 1 in 280.
"Da da da da..."
No one has a single thought.
This is not about rushing out of the village to find someone, finding and killing Staff Officer Xia, beheading him and taking him back. From now on, he will have enough food and clothing to live comfortably for half his life.
Did the book sellers have night vision goggles? They could see very clearly and knew that there was an ambush at the top of the mountain.
There it is.
Just a thatched house made of wood, bamboo, grass and rattan, etc., can't stop bullets at all.
Other readers were so stimulated that they stopped following suit.
Everyone wants money.
Even the kerosene lamps in the two rooms were hit by bullets and fell to the ground and shattered. Glass shards were scattered everywhere.
At one time, dozens of guns fired at the same time, and the sound of gunfire resounded through the mountain col like firecrackers.
"Da da da da..."
Driven by desire, the readers simply don't care. They only think about making huge fortunes. If they are lucky enough, others will be killed.
In just two or eight seconds, at most seventy readers were reduced to fertilizer.
Fortunately, the field of view was very poor that night, and there was no light source outside the village. It was impossible to see the flesh and blood flying everywhere in the sky.
The 12.7 mm armor-piercing, incendiary, and explosive heavy-machine bullet, aimed by Jackie Chan through the low-light night vision goggles, pounced on the reader at a speed of 800 rounds per minute.
When the first reader approached, all the readers arrived at their positions.
Before Tao Gu climbed out of the hiding hole, he lay down under the reverse slope and put the gun under the material backpack.
Two million means that it would take two hundred years to save, and it would also have to be done without eating, drinking or spending.
When the 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullet hit, the first reader who hit it had no reaction, and his body was cut into two pieces on the spot.
Even though the accuracy of shooting while running was poor, with so few people shooting together, the bullets were like a heavy rain, covering almost the entire village.