"What nonsense are you talking about here!"

When Zhang Hongfan heard the brothers under his command suddenly say this, his first reaction was not surprise, but a slander.

Others don’t understand it, or they don’t know how powerful it is, but as an elite who has received professional military training in the Airborne Corps, he can’t understand the lethality of such military weapons.

You know, the flamethrower he used was an American M2A1-7 flamethrower. It started in World War II and served until the Vietnam War. Although it was an old-fashioned equipment, it was not small at all.

Designed to kill living targets, it can cause continuous high-temperature combustion within a range of up to fifty meters for nearly ten seconds and temperatures up to nearly two thousand degrees.

Not to mention humans or other living creatures, this temperature can be licked and melted even if it is a piece of iron there.

So, how could there be a figure in the flame?

It must be this bastard who was not clear-headed and accidentally got confused.

Zhang Hongfan thought this way and tried to comfort himself with rigorous scientific principles. But no matter how he comforted him, he could not escape an established truth. That is, seeing is true.

Out of human curiosity instinct, even though he was very denied, he still couldn't help but glance into the burning flames. And even after such a quick glance, he immediately saw an existence that he couldn't believe.

A figure...or maybe a figure?

It is not surprising that a person is wrong, but they cannot be wrong. What they cannot bear the most is the mentality of luck at this time. But this thing is really a human instinct.

After taking a look at it, I couldn't help but want to take a second look. I hoped that I was just now, and I looked at it again, but I found that the figure in the flames not only did not disappear, but became more and more obvious, so that a clear outline had appeared.

With wide shoulders and narrow waist, slender limbs... With rich experience, Zhang Hongfan was able to assert that this should be a standard ocean horse, and it was the type of Slavic blood.

But a big ocean horse came out of the raging flames, which was not like a plot that a custom novel should have.

"Beware! Be careful!"

Before he could think about what kind of ghost situation this was, Zhang Hongfan could only remind his brothers first. As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in the flames began to turn around.

It dances gracefully in the flames, and its graceful movements are almost the same as those dances that require money to watch.

But this is not a benefit. Because with her orgasm in action, and with a "ah" moan, countless red projectiles instantly sprinkled around like a scattered flower in a thud.

The sound was a bit like the shotgun they just used, but the power was much more powerful than that thing.

At least the shotgun they just now cannot penetrate the wall. Even if it is such a rural adobe house, the ones in front of them are not much different from breaking through a layer of rotten soil.

Although there may be high-temperature roasting of flames that make the walls loose, no matter what, this power is here, and it is obviously fatal.

"Be careful! Lying down!"

He shouted and quickly fell down. Of course, this order was actually reversed.

Thanks to his professional training, his movements were so timely that as soon as he fell to the ground, he felt the whizzing sound of a projectile flying over his head.

I can only say that he is lucky, but the other policemen will not have such good luck.

A round of shooting with almost no blind spots caused all the police standing still to be baptized by projectiles. Under this super-special power, the role of the body armor may only be reflected in the psychology.

Just like the wheat that was cut down, the police fell one after another. Most of them were taken away in an instant, and only a few two could lie on the ground in a breath and keep moaning.

The pungent smell of blood, the smell of gunpowder filled with flames, and the constant wailing sounds of the surrounding people. All of this stimulated Zhang Hongfan's nerves and made his heart beat violently.

Humans are complex creatures, and this is reflected in him at this moment. Faced with this terrifying scene, he thought that he would be filled with fear in his heart, so that if someone asked him to surrender at this time, he might not even think about it and would kneel down on the ground.

But in fact, he could not deny it at all. At this moment, he was still angry.

Everyone around him, he remembers their names and knows their stories.

That was Cheng Kongsheng, a bad boy who had just joined the company for less than two years.

He is good at gambling and bragging, but he is a simple guy who can see the bottom of it at a glance. You can rest assured that he will leave his back to him, because he is the kind of good subordinate who will unswervingly execute as long as you give orders.

That was Zhou Jiali, a rich second generation.

Although he is a singular person, he always likes to show off his pocket money he gives him. He joined the Political Department purely for gilding. He wanted to rely on this relationship to broaden his family's connections and channels for promotion, and see if it is possible to turn his family from an ordinary rich family into a so-called noble family in his lifetime.

But this guy is not bad. His way of showing off was not to spend money like money, but to invite his brothers out to eat, drink and have fun. Although occasionally he would surpass the duties that some police officers should have, this guy has never bullied any honest people.

Also, that was Sun Shaohua, his old subordinate for many years.

He just divorced last year because his wife wanted him to be transferred from the frontline to serve as a civilian job but he refused.

His old friend was covered in bruises after years of career. He had at least eight bones and had gunshot wounds everywhere. Once, in order to protect him, he blocked the guns from the opposite side.

He remembered the situation at that time. Sun Shaohua, who was only a little bit too late to get a grin in the center, was rescued in the hospital for a whole week. If it weren't for luck, if it weren't for their political department's treatment, perhaps he would have been able to miss him in the cemetery for a long time.

This is a teammate, man, brother who can truly trust his life and death... But now, he and these brothers are all falling in a pool of blood.

Especially Sun Shaohua, he was lying beside him. From his eyes that were scattered, you could clearly see his embarrassing reflection at this moment.

Although a lot of blood foam could not be stopped from his mouth, he was still struggling dyingly, constantly making subtle horror sounds to himself that he could not tell the meaning.

He could tell the meaning. It was not a sound of help, but a warning.

Go quickly, boss, go quickly...

Go? If possible, of course he would also think about leaving here and saving his life. Perhaps he would have the chance to avenge these dead brothers.

But, can he really leave? And, is he really going to leave?

Reason, emotion. These two things inevitably collided, and even if a person is calm on weekdays, he will inevitably fall into madness in the face of this current situation. Just like him at this moment...

"Go to die, go to die, go to die, you bastard!"

It seemed that he had completely given up the hope of survival, and gave up the lucky mentality of kneeling down and begging for mercy. Zhang Hongfan grabbed a shotgun on the ground and pulled the trigger one after another at the figure in the flames.

With the banging sound, the inspiration of gunpowder made countless iron sand projectiles weave into a vast net, and it sprinkled on the burning flames like rain hitting a banana.

The house, which was already covered in holes by a round of strafing, obviously could not bear another round of additional blow. A large amount of debris mixed with sparks, the entire old house began to roar and moan.

It seems that it is estimated that this older thing may not last long, and Zhang Hongfan didn't care about the risks brought about by the collapse of this dangerous house, but just kept roaring at the flames almost crazy.

"Go to die, go to die. Why don't you die yet!"

Bang bang bang bang, the shotgun with only a few shots can't be rampant for too long. Fortunately, luck seems to be the decision to stand on this side of Zhang Hongfan.

His repeated bombardment played a decisive role, speeding up the progress of the house collapse. And just as his loud roar, as if he was speaking according to his words, the entire burning old house suddenly collapsed without more warnings.

Layers of rubble mixed with thick, burning like red charcoal, hit the head of the figure in the fire, instantly submerging her.

Seeing all this, Zhang Hongfan's heart was empty, but he instantly had the urge to cry loudly.

Putting life and death aside, then he really wants to survive and fights out a way out. This is not something that ordinary people can have. With great joy and sorrow, he can still control his emotions and avoid hysteria. It is really a manifestation of passing the psychological level.

But this is really not a good thing, at least for him. If he had chosen one, he would rather have a worse mentality. He would cry and make noise at this time, which is better than the current appearance of not crying out and not laughing out loud.

He touched his pocket tremblingly, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Zhang Hongfan looked at the corpse of his brothers all over the land with sad eyes, but the rest of his movements could not continue.

"How come you bastards have all left like this... You are leaving like this, how can I explain to your family!"

"Bastard, bastard, what a fucking bastard. I knew, I knew I shouldn't have brought you to this muddy water. It's all me, it's all me... Damn, why isn't I the one who died?"

The guilt made him hoarse, and the almost indescribable grief made him want to hammer his chest and slap his mouth.

But people always have to look forward, especially at this time.

And just as he calmed down his emotions and planned to end all this, a flame suddenly stood in front of him.
Chapter completed!