Two hundred and ninety-two: disguised reconnaissance three
Wang Chaoyang had seen the right opportunity at this time. He didn't say anything (in fact, he couldn't speak. He was exposed as soon as he spoke). He directly bet on his own judgment.
While Wang Weilong was still thinking about what Wang Chaoyang was going to do, Wang Chaoyang had already directly picked up his gun and fired at the guy who pointed out him.
After a few gunshots, everyone saw that the guy fell to the ground with several bloody holes on his body.
This time Wang Chaoyang poked a hornet's nest.
A fierce exchange of fire suddenly broke out in the tavern. Bullets were flying everywhere.
All the militiamen were shooting at each other. In the first second, no less than ten people fell.
After more than a dozen people were unjustly killed, the militiamen took cover and started shooting.
The most amazing thing is that the two bosses standing at the front are not dead. It is really amazing. They are not dead.
However, Wang Chaoyang acted like a hooligan at this time.
Wang Chaoyang completely thought that all this had nothing to do with him. He grabbed Wang Weilong and ran away. He ran straight to the back door of the tavern.
"Damn. This is what you were thinking." Wang Weilong dodged the flying bullets and ran away with Wang Chaoyang.
"Then do you have any better ideas?"
"Take a swing." Wang Weilong said.
"What are you trying to do? You want to hit us from both sides? Run away." Wang Chaoyang said.
The two of them crouched and trotted to the back door while no one was paying attention.
Wang Chaoyang knocked on the door. It was locked.
"This way."
At this time, a militiaman hiding behind the bar said to Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong.
"Chinese." Wang Chaoyang asked.
"Let's go quickly." The man didn't answer and walked directly to the other side.
Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong didn't care about judging whether they were enemies or friends. It was a dead end for them to stay. They hurriedly followed.
Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong followed this man to a side room. Then they jumped out of the window and ran away, leaving a group of innocent people shooting at each other in the bar.
"What's going on?" Wang Weilong cursed after escaping.
But at this time, Wang Chaoyang discovered that the previous militiaman was no longer there. And Wang Chaoyang had a note stuffed in his hand at some point.
Wang Chaoyang looked at the note. The words 217 were written on it.
After Wang Chaoyang read it, he immediately threw the note into the smelly ditch nearby.
"Let's go." Wang Chaoyang looked around. This place is still in the market. The market has become a mess.
Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong ran to a secluded part of the market. They noticed that a clothing store nearby was empty at this time, so they quickly got in.
After sneaking in, Wang Chaoyang immediately signaled Wang Weilong to close the door.
Wang Chaoyang walked towards the store by himself to check if there was anyone else inside.
Wang Chaoyang found the shop owner's family of three in the innermost warehouse of the shop.
The three people were hiding in the warehouse, huddled in a corner, looking at Wang Chaoyang in fear.
Wang Chaoyang then waved his gun fiercely outside.
The shop owner's family of three immediately ran out knowingly.
Wang Weilong left a crack in the door to let the three people out, and then closed the door.
"There's no one here anymore," Wang Chaoyang said after searching around and walking out of the warehouse.
"Huh. I was shocked. You just went crazy." Wang Weilong said.
"Didn't you notice something? Do you think I really dare to shoot randomly?" Wang Chaoyang said.
"What did you find?" Wang Weilong asked.
"Have you noticed how the people in the tavern just now have anything to do with us?"
"Say, you say, don't keep asking me. If I want to know, I will tell you." Wang Weilong said speechlessly.
Wang Chaoyang rolled his eyes. It felt like his habit of expressing himself had been suppressed, and he just didn't know how to speak.
"The people in the bar just now belong to the same faction as us. They should belong to a relatively poor faction. The only thing that can choose standard equipment is the sandals on your feet." Wang Chaoyang said.
"You mean they're all wearing sandals."
"More than that. Their sandals are the same as ours in color and style," Wang Chaoyang said.
"Damn. That's disgusting."
"The group of people who came in later should be from another faction. Their clothes are all uniformly black, and the styles of bullet bags are also the same. The important thing is that they are wearing the same style of leather shoes." Wang Chaoyang said.
"Damn. You're observing so carefully."
"This is the basic skill of a scout."
"Then what do you think the situation is now?"
"It's obvious. The Sandals gang regards us as one of their own. And the Shoe Gang is preparing to cause trouble for us because I stole their walkie-talkie. So they must have chased us all the way to the bar. But look. It seems that these two parties are definitely not harmonious. Otherwise, such a trivial matter needs to be dealt with in a tense manner. Let's sit down and talk about it clearly."
"Then we are doomed."
Wang*Weilong is very clear on this matter.
"That's true at all. So we are lucky. I'm just 'fanning the wind and lighting a will-o'-the-wisp'." Wang Chaoyang smiled very slyly.
"Don't just laugh. According to what you said, this place is full of warlords and there are serious factional disputes."
"It's obvious."
"Then this market is likely to be an intermediate position in the division of power. Therefore, the contradiction is more acute." Wang Weilong analyzed.
"There is progress. That's absolutely right."
"It's absolutely true. But how are we going to escape?" Wang Weilong almost cried.
According to this theoretical analysis, if a fight breaks out here, everyone will provide reinforcements. Then they will be ready to get out of control.
Maybe people will bomb this place to the ground. Wouldn't the two of us have to die miserably in this place wearing clothes that smell like pickled cabbage? That would be unheroic and would be ridiculed.
"Of course I ran away. Didn't you see how the shop owner ran away just now?"
"I saw it." Wang Weilong nodded.
"Then why are you still standing there? Change your clothes and run away." Wang Chaoyang rolled his eyes at Wang Weilong and then started to take off his clothes.
The purpose of Wang Chaoyang bringing Wang Weilong into this store was to facilitate his disguise.
After Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong changed their clothes and shoes, they also didn't want their guns. They opened the door a crack and ran out when they saw the opportunity.
At this time, the fight in the tavern had already spread outside, but it had not yet affected this area. The people in this area had long since fled.
"Which way?" Wang Weilong asked.
"Of course it's this way."
Wang Chaoyang judged the direction of the gunfire and ran in the opposite direction.
At this moment, Wang Chaoyang suddenly heard the sound of something falling above his head.
When Wang Chaoyang turned around, he saw an explosion in the clothing store he had just run out of.
"Mortar."
Wang Chaoyang reacted immediately. He shouted and immediately ran forward.
As the two men ran all the way, they could still hear the sound of mortar shells falling continuously and then exploding in the market.
One mortar shell even missed seriously and landed not far from Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong.
If there wasn't a big iron trash can blocking the way next to them, Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong would have to go see the Lord of Hell at this time.
When he rushed out of the market exit, Wang Chaoyang saw many leather shoe gang militiamen rushing in. Behind him was a jeep with a rusty .50-caliber Browning machine gun mounted on the vehicle.
The militiamen also shouted at the two people in front of them who were trying to escape, threatening them to get out of here.
Wang*Wei*Long is so angry. He said in his heart that if I were not investigating, I would definitely cut open your tracheas one by one. I want you to yell.
Wang Chaoyang pulled Wang Weilong and ran into the alley opposite.
Wang*Wei*long was about to run, but was caught by Wang Chaoyang.
"what."
"Why are you running? Let's wait and see." Wang Chaoyang said.
The two people were watching secretly at the corner of the alley.
After this group of militiamen rushed into the alley, other militiamen came over one after another.
The funniest thing is that the militiamen of the Slipper Party and the Leather Shoe Party arrived at the door at the same time. But they started fighting without being at the door. It seems that the communication conditions were poor enough. When someone was beaten and asked for help, they didn't say clearly who was beaten.
"Why don't they fight?" Wang Weilong asked.
"Because they are asking for help from the Cloud-Piercing Arrow."
"Cloud-Piercing Arrow."
"Haven't you heard? An arrow pierces the clouds. Thousands of troops come to meet you." Wang Chaoyang said.
"Damn, all the slanderous words are coming." Wang*Wei*long immediately thought of the fat gangster in "Kung Fu" who lost half of his hair in a bomb.
At this time, another group of people came over. To be precise, it was a group of vehicles.
These vehicles were different from the Toyota pickup trucks used by the local militia. They were off-road vehicles. Most of the people who got out of the vehicles were white. Suddenly, at least half of the more than 100 people were white. The rest looked like they were white. He doesn't look like a local, because he is black, but he is quite big and muscular. He has a completely different body shape from the locals.
"This is not the leather shoe party or the slipper party." Wang Weilong said.
"I'm afraid it's Salozzo's men." Wang Chaoyang said. "I guess this guy still wants to maintain the balance of power in this city and ensure peace."
"what should we do."
"Watch."
"I think. For such a big city, and the factional struggle is so complicated, Salozzo's defense range will not be too large.
"So if you look at such a large army, it would be quite difficult for us to guard them all," Wang Chaoyang said.
"I think this is too impossible. With so many people crowded together, wouldn't it be easy to be exposed on the satellite?" Wang Weilong said.
"Follow me later and check the situation."
"Would you like to find a car?"
"No need. Go to the room." Wang Chaoyang said after looking around.
If you plan to rely on vehicles to track you in such a place where it is rare to see cars, you are asking for exposure.
After Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong climbed to the roof, they could see more of the situation.
"Do you remember the special off-road skills?" Wang Chaoyang asked.
"of course I remember."
"You'll need it later. Now just lie down and watch." Wang Chaoyang said.
Wang Chaoyang and Wang Weilong lay down on the roof.