The rocket pulled out a tail in the air and made a sharp whistle.
Everyone looked up.
"boom!"
With this explosion.
The armed guards who originally surrounded Ji Bu and others were instantly dispersed by the impact of the explosion, and several people fell down.
"Grass!"
Ji Bu lay on the ground with his head in his arms. After the explosion, he raised his head and shook the dirt on his head: "It fell so close."
He looked at the chaotic scene, rolled out to pick up the rifle that fell on the ground, removed the magazine, and looked at the bullets full of bullets. He suddenly felt a little more secure.
Mark Li fired several shots with his gun and rushed to Ji Bu and the others.
"Abu."
Lin Kun gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his arm while changing the magazine: "Who is coming?!"
Mark Li's eyes when he looked at Ji Bu were also full of questions.
He was also confused.
after all.
They had heard Ji Bu's roar just now.
"Da da da"
Ji Bu raised his rifle and glanced outside, without directly saying: "You will know in a minute."
far away.
"Fuck you!"
General Chachai hid behind the corner, looking at his dead and injured soldiers after the explosion, and pointed at Ji Bu and his team's position:
"Come on, kill them, kill them!"
Then he pointed at the rockets that had just flown out of the forest in the distance: "Commandos, search the mountain for me, dig out the people in the mountain and kill them!"
He spoke very fast. After all, it was his own territory, and he had rich combat experience:
"Notify the soldiers on the periphery to be on alert and spread out outside the general's mansion. There must be people outside!"
The sudden rocket attack gave him a strong sense of crisis and a deep sense of uneasiness.
here.
He guessed that it was the Tu Emperor. No one dared to touch Tai Sui's head. How could rockets fly over for no reason?
Think of this.
He couldn't help but frown and looked at Lin Kun who was hiding behind the bunker and shooting with a gun.
In the mountains and forests.
The middle-aged leader, carrying the bazooka, fired two rounds in a row, then handed the bazooka to the subordinate beside him:
"Give him two more rounds!"
He took out a cigar and lit it for himself. While he was lighting the cigar, the other two bazookas were already ready.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The bazooka gun barrel ejected rockets and blasted towards the general's mansion, then reloaded and bombed again.
It’s really just two rounds.
After Bazooka loaded the rockets, he stopped shooting. The muzzle of the gun was facing the position of the general's palace, waiting in a fighting posture.
Their team of twelve people cooperated tacitly, and six of them formed three teams of two to control the bazooka.
Then outside.
The six people were holding AK cards and taking advantage of the vantage point to be on guard.
The forest suddenly became quiet.
"Zi"
The middle-aged man leading the team was puffing on his cigar, and the flame on the end of the cigar was a little brighter, creating the sound of burning tobacco.
Just then.
A hoarse voice came from the walkie-talkie strapped to the middle-aged man's shoulder: "Let's start, my child!"
"Everyone is ready!"
After hearing the instruction, the middle-aged man stared at the General's Mansion in front of him and raised his hand:
"At three o'clock, raise the muzzle five degrees!"
"Xu Jin barrage!"
"put!"
As his arms lowered.
"Dong dong dong!!"
Bazooka once again fired out rockets, a sharp sound echoed in the air, and the deputy next to him immediately sent in rockets to help load them.
"Dong dong dong!"
Cum again.
The three two-person teams worked together very well.
General's Mansion.
"call out"
A sharp sound echoed from the sky, and the rocket that was speeding down fell to the ground instantly and exploded with a bang.
In the face of the powerful bombardment, the general's mansion was in chaos, with explosions everywhere, smoke and fire.
"The Yan family shovel!"
Ji Bu looked at the rocket that landed not far ahead and jumped to avoid the heat wave coming from the pavement.
The three of them immediately looked for reliable bunkers to protect themselves.
at the same time.
Outside the General's Mansion.
Under the cover of rockets, several pickup trucks quickly drove towards the location of the General's Mansion.
The back of a pickup truck.
Next came trucks towing converted small containers.
The back of the modified pickup truck was welded with an iron frame, and a heavy machine gun was placed on it. The man standing behind the machine gun had his finger on the trigger.
"Someone is coming!"
The armed personnel on the observation deck of the General Mansion were the first to see the situation, and immediately grabbed the back end of the Maxim machine gun and pressed down the muzzle.
The deputy responsible for assisting then picked up the bullet and entered combat mode.
"beat!"
As the pickup truck gets closer.
The Maxim machine gun on the observation deck sprayed flames from its muzzle, sweeping towards the approaching pickup truck.
The heavy machine gun on the back of the pickup truck was also firing.
"Da da da!"
Two heavy machine guns began to shoot wildly.
rear.
The truck stopped and the door opened wide.
The militants armed with AK rifles quickly jumped out of the car, dispersed their formation, and quickly pressed towards the general's mansion.
In the general's mansion.
The militants, who had already sensed something was wrong, began to defend the stronghold under the command of Chachai.
A small war is about to break out.
Under the cover of Bazuka Xujin's barrage in the mountains and forests, the General's Mansion was clearly suppressed.
The armed men who had just rushed out of the general's palace had not yet established their position and were forced to retreat under the bombardment of Bazooka.
"Grass!"
General Chachai ran quickly to the safe house under the cover of his subordinates. Looking at the armed men who were beaten back, he roared angrily into the intercom:
"A bunch of trash, they haven't solved the artillery point outside yet?!"
"Quick, quick, now, immediately! Get rid of the artillery points in the mountains for me!!"
He roared and walked quickly through the general's mansion with his waist bent, his frown never loosening.
It's obvious.
People outside have very clear goals.
Until now, he has not yet figured out which tribe this group of armed men belongs to. They are just here to eat his ideas.
On the observation deck.
The two Maxim machine guns on the left and right were spraying flames from their muzzles.
After a long period of continuous shooting, the barrel of the Maxim machine gun was boiling hot, and there was already very little smoke. A large number of bullets poured down, and the cooling water boiled and flowed out from the other end of the aqueduct.
The specially reinforced lookout played a very good role in protection. It had to have a finger-thick steel plate blocking the front, leaving only a small opening for the muzzle of the gun.
so.
In the face of numerous firepower, the thick steel plate withstood the bullets, and the two machine guns in the observation deck continued to fire.
It is precisely because of this.
The people attacking the city outside were still unable to get in.
In the mountains and forests.
"Mian Za!"
The man's hoarse voice came from the intercom strapped to the middle-aged man's chest again: "Did you see the observation deck at the entrance of the General's Mansion?"
"Blow him up for me!"
"good!"
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, closed one eye, stretched out his thumb and began to measure the general's mansion in front of him.
When selecting the location of the General's Mansion, special research was done. The side facing the mountains and forests is behind the General's Mansion. The gate of the General's Mansion cannot be seen, and it is at an oblique angle to the gate.
Stand here.
The observation deck is just blocked by the buildings in the General's Mansion.
"Boom!"
Bazooka fired two rockets in succession, but failed to hit.
"Bazooka!"
The middle-aged man gestured with his thumbs, reached out to take the bazooka handed to him by his subordinates, put it on his shoulder, squinted his eyes, aimed and pulled the trigger, all at once.
"boom!"
Bazooka's first hit, the rocket launcher flew over the general's palace, drew a parabola in the air, and then fell, hitting the observation tower.
The observation tower tilted instantly under the bombardment of rockets.
"good!"
The subordinates clapped their hands and shouted.
"snort!"
Mian Zai curled his lips lightly, loaded the rockets and turned around again, preparing to pull out the other observation tower.
suddenly.
His whole body trembled. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the low shrubs shaking diagonally to the right. Bazooka decisively turned around and fired directly.
After one shot, screams followed.
"Da da da!"
The armed men who were found in the general's mansion no longer lurked, and quickly ran a few steps forward to close the distance. A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides.
"We are surrounded!"
The middle-aged man held an AK and hid behind a tree trunk, firing several shots, and said quickly into the intercom:
"Give me some time."
"You deal with it first."
The man replied with a hoarse voice, and then lost his voice.
The gate of the General's Mansion.
Without the fire pressure of the Maxim machine gun from the lookout, the personnel on the periphery suddenly felt the pressure greatly reduced, but they still couldn't rush in.
The scene suddenly became anxious.
"ah!"
The soldiers in the observation tower roared and pulled the triggers frantically, and their eyes turned red as they looked at the armed men who were still charging inside.
The hot Maxim machine gun was fired to the extreme, like a ferocious beast quickly reaping the battlefield.
At this moment.
in the air.
Suddenly a low humming sound came from the distance.
Everyone felt this and immediately looked up.
An armed helicopter was approaching quickly from behind.
The wide open cabin door.
A young woman with long black hair was dressed in a smart outfit and a bulletproof vest. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail with a hairband and stood up on the back of her head.
The young woman of mixed race already has a good temperament, and her capable image makes her look even more heroic.
She sat in the open doorway of the cabin.
in front of me.
The muzzle of an airborne Gatling gun was facing directly downwards, and the dark gun body shone with a rich metallic luster in the sunlight.
At the muzzle.
The gun barrels are arranged close to each other in a circular order, giving a full sense of oppression.
This is an old Gatling gun. It has been around for some time, but it has been well maintained and its luster is still the same.
A moment.
The armed helicopter flew to the front of the general's palace.
The young woman raised her eyes slightly and looked at Maxim, who was firing bullets downwards on the observation platform, holding the Gatling Cannon with both hands.
"Click rub rub"
She raised her hand to crank the Gatling Cannon's crank. Under the precise internal structure, the internal components linked to the crank began to work, driving the barrels evenly arranged along the circumference, and the barrels began to rotate.
Impact the flash cap and wipe the needle to ignite.
"Da da da da!"
The Gatling Cannon spun rapidly, and the bullets that were arranged were eaten into it. The densely packed barrel spurted out tongues of flame, and countless bullets poured out in an instant.
Under huge firepower.
The gunman on the observation deck was shot at from high altitude without protection, and his whole body was instantly torn apart by the rapid-fire bullets.
"rush!"
The lookout tower is broken.
The armed men stuck outside instantly began to rush inside.
in the air.
Wu Zhi continued to fly forward.
The Gatling Cannon's spray continues.
"Da da da da!"
The Gatling gun entered the general's mansion along Wu Zhi's flight path, and fired indiscriminately downwards.
Wherever the flight path went, rubble flew everywhere, and the limbs of the armed men who were hit in the general's mansion were instantly broken, and none of them was intact.
in.
Ji Bu, Lin Kun, and Mark Li just found a wooden house to hide in.
"I'm talking about my mother!"
Ji Bu looked at Wu Zhi, who was flying towards the wooden house where the three of him were hiding, and then looked at the Gatling Cannon above which was spitting out flames and firing indiscriminately, and felt his scalp numb.
This wooden house looks of good quality, but it is as weak as paper in front of the Gatling Cannon.
No need for him to say it.
Mark Lee and Lin Kun had already started running away.
The three of them opened the door and rushed out of the wooden house, running wildly towards the red brick house inside.
Wu straight up.
The young woman squinted her eyes and saw the three fleeing Ji Bu on the ground. She then stopped, raised the Gatling Cannon, and pointed it at the three of them.
The clothing of the three people is completely different from that of the militants, and the contrast is very high.
"Eh!"
In the cabin.
The middle-aged man looked at the young woman preparing to shoot at Ji Bu and the others, and then frowned: "Okay, don't be ridiculous!"
"snort!"
The young woman was dissatisfied, but she still lowered the muzzle of the Gatling Cannon and fired a shot towards their rear, which was considered as a way to vent her anger.
below.
"call"
Ji Bu finally ran into the brick house, found the thickest wall, squatted down, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Oh shit.
Fortunately, he ran fast.
The three of them hid here and never left.
Ji Bu took out a cigarette and gave one to Mark Li. He took a deep sip. The cigarette traveled all the way in his chest and then spit it out, which made him feel much calmer.
beside.
Lin Kun, a non-smoker, sat on the ground against the wall, holding an AK rifle in both hands and pointing it at the door, on guard.
Ji Bu unbuttoned his coat, tore open the round-neck T-shirt underneath, pulled Lin Kun's arm that was torn open by a stray bullet, and bandaged it briefly:
"Bear it!"
Ji Bu was skillful and quickly bandaged it: "Let's do this for now. When it's safe, we can find a hospital to suture the wound. The tear is too big."
"Um."
Lin Kun responded, looking straight at Ji Bu who was bandaging his wounds, and frowned slightly.
It's going to be really hot outside.
Lin Kun naturally saw that there was a conflict between two armed forces, but why did Ji Bu know that someone would come to check today?!
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu made a bow with the cloth strip with nimble fingers, clapped his hands and clamped the cigarette in his mouth:
"How's it going? I'm pretty good at this craft, right?! The bow tie is very pretty, right?"
Say it.
He raised his head and turned to look at Lin Kun: "I'm curious, you and Chachai have been working together for so many years."
"Why?!"
"Why does he dare to eat you now?!"
The purpose of guessing is very clear:
Get rid of Ji Bu, keep Lin Kun, and let Lin Kun teach his boys how to make white powder and learn the process from raw materials to finished products.
If Chachai had this idea, he should have had it a long time ago. How could it be such a coincidence that when Lin Kun brought him here, Chachai took action?!
