The children who got the guns had already decided to work for Tang Zheng wholeheartedly after having a full meal, especially after tasting a small glass of red wine. They also wanted to sell them before, but no one wanted them.
Now that I have finally found an opportunity, I will naturally not give up.
People die every day in the wasteland world, and children have become very indifferent to the concept of death. It is not a fear, but a symbol.
Tang Zheng thought that after he gave the order to attack the Broken Steel Mercenary Group, the children would at least make an uproar, but they turned out to be expressionless, with their heads lowered one by one. They were all trying their best to learn how to use firearms and were reluctant to fight.
For bullet practice, just pose and practice aiming.
These children knew how precious time was, so no one wasted it. A dozen children even unanimously set aside a little ration of food and gave it to Old Paul, asking him about his war experience and how to survive better on the battlefield.
The children are also scheming, but what they think about is not to escape from the battle, but how to become Tang Zheng's guards and obtain better resources. The reserve soldiers without guns are staring at them fiercely, and will catch them whenever they make a mistake.
Come out and report to Tang Zheng.
"The Wastelanders are so scary." Lu Fan looked at the perseverance and ruthlessness in the eyes of the children who were so skinny that they couldn't even hold a gun. He felt scared for the first time. This is the end of the world. In order to survive.
, the children also had to fight, they did not dare to relax even a little bit, and they were struggling to grab the skirt of the goddess of life every moment.
"Let's go." Tang Zheng prepared a Soviet political commissar military uniform and military boots without any bad taste. He also didn't find a Nagant revolver and a loudspeaker. He taught the Boy Scouts simple firearms knowledge in front of Old Paul's house.
Finally, lead them towards the Broken Steel Bar.
Some prostitutes and armed civilians have been watching the fun for a long time. I don’t know what Tang Zheng is doing by arming a group of children. Now it seems that they are going to find the Broken Steel Mercenary Group to kill them, so they will blow up the nest because of the existence of the Parliament and
Bullets are scarce, and even small-scale firefights rarely occur in gathering areas. Now that I have fun, of course I want to join in the fun.
Tang Zheng walked into Broken Steel again, and saw another scene of many men and women writhing wildly on the dance floor. The air was not circulating, and the smell of alcohol, smoke, low-quality perfume, and sweat were mixed together, floating in the nose.
It's so disgusting.
"Huh? Aren't you the leader of the Communist Party?" The waitress who had entertained Tang Zheng and the others that day came over, snorted disdainfully, and said without any scruples, "You're here to trick that guy into eating and drinking.
Did the guy pay off his debt?"
Some mercenaries sitting nearby immediately cheered loudly, put their fingers in their mouths and whistled, joking Tang Zheng that besides women and alcohol, violence was also a way to vent emotions.
"We have no problem paying back the money, but can you give him back his life?" Without waiting for Tang Zheng to answer, Lu Fan stepped into the bar under the protection of four teenagers. Two of them heard the waitress insulting Tang Zheng and did not
Any hesitated and rushed out. One of them hit her in the stomach with the butt of a gun. The waitress bent over in pain, so the other one cooperated and put the butt of a gun on her mouth.
The waitress's screams just escaped her throat and were punched back into her mouth. Blood and broken teeth were spat out on the floor. However, the attacks of the two young soldiers did not stop. They began to kick the waitress in the head, chest, and neck.
I have no intention of holding back at all.
When the guests saw this scene, they immediately burst into noisy laughter, not in panic, but in surprise.
"Whoever is scolding our regiment leader, this is what will happen." The young soldiers stared viciously at the nearby mercenaries who had laughed just now, and clenched their rifles tightly in their hands.
These wasteland adventurers immediately fell silent. They were all knives licking blood. They naturally saw that the young soldiers were not joking. Once these impulsive and passionate guys went crazy, they would not worry about the consequences.
"I just scolded him, Captain, what can you do? Beat me to death?" A burly man kicked the chair, and when he stood up, he already had an RPK light machine gun in his hand.
The young soldiers were furious, but before they could fire, a string of bullets trailed orange flames and hit the burly man's chest, causing blood to appear.
Boom, this unlucky guy hit the table, knocking the half-cup of vodka to the ground.
"Are they not out of their minds? They actually provoked the third-place Broken Steel Mercenary Group?" All the sounds in the bar disappeared, and everyone's eyes were focused on the little Loli. They were all in disbelief.
"But this little loli is cruel enough." Some people from the wasteland saw something was wrong and wanted to leave, but Tang Zheng blocked the door.
"Are you here to fight?" Several Broken Steel mercenaries did not expect that there would be a shooting incident, so they hurriedly held their guns. A female foreman asked loudly, "Do you know this is...
What is a place?"
"What are you doing in a daze? Go pick up the gun!" Lu Fan didn't even bother her with his eyes. He just emptied out half of the magazine. If he hadn't noticed that she was a woman, he would have shot her in the head.
A young soldier quickly ran over and picked up the light machine gun of the sturdy man.
Tang Zheng pulled out the m1911 pistol from the holster on his leg and fired at the guys holding the weapons. The .45 caliber bullets rotated and instantly blasted the heads of several unlucky guys, splattering brains and blood.
Tang Zheng didn't care about accidental injury at all. He came here to fight. Negotiate? No time!
This time the bar was in complete chaos. The waitresses and prostitutes were screaming and looking for a hiding place. The innocent customers wanted to defend themselves with guns, but they were afraid of being accidentally injured by Tang Zheng in the "fury". They were embarrassed and had no choice but to hide.
The big man I had seen that day heard the gunshots and rushed in from the backyard with a large group of subordinates. His face was full of anger. He had lived in the wasteland for a long time. There was no need to ask what was going on. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw He.
Tang Zheng, who was armed with a gun, took out his pistol and fought back without any hesitation. Negotiation? No need. Justice naturally belongs to the party with stronger force.
At this moment, Lu Fan had retreated under the protection of the young soldiers, leaving only Tang Zheng standing at the door, so he leisurely put the pistol back into the holster, and put on a Kevlar helmet, for the sake of his life.
, he wore a World War II helmet without any bad taste.
Before the mercenaries at the Broken Steel Bar opened fire, Tang Zheng held an AK74M pretending to be a drum in one hand and wildly poured ammunition at them.
The dance floor in the bar was too small, and it was dark. Not only were the mercenaries unable to form a formation, but their vision was also affected. In addition to the intensive gunshots, bullets were dragging their orange tails and scurrying around the world.
They thought not to fight back, but to save their lives. If anyone raised his head, he would definitely be hit by a stray bullet.
"Fuck, bullets cost nothing." Some people have already cursed, while others are envious of Tang Zheng's wealth. Only the elite soldiers of the Iron Council can afford this kind of suppression method.
Tang Zheng originally wanted to scan the row of wine racks, but thinking that they might become his trophies, he gave up. When the drum playing was almost done, he began to retreat.
"Chase." The big man was about to explode with anger. If the leader knew that he failed to protect the bar, he would be chopped into pieces and become a dog.
The big man didn't see the young soldier, thinking that Tang Zheng was the only one, so he wasn't afraid at all. But as soon as he stepped out of the bar door, his years of fighting experience immediately made him feel bad. When he caught sight of the muzzles from the corner of his eye, he subconsciously crawled towards
He hit the ground, and the next moment, with the word "hit", countless bullets were fired.
The young soldiers were indeed inexperienced, either they were too sparing with bullets, or they hit too hard, and their accuracy was not good enough. However, the scene was very exciting, and the onlookers cheered, and some prostitutes even started to scream and cheer.
"Get back, get back." The big man pulled a corpse in front of him and backed into the bar. The guy was shot, but not critically.
The young soldiers were scattered in the fan-shaped area outside the Broken Steel Bar. Behind each person with a gun was a reserve soldier. In addition to supervising them, they also waited for them to pick up their guns after they died and continue fighting.
Tang Zheng was not afraid of them escaping. The entire gathering place was so big that it would be too easy to find someone, unless they escaped and never came back.
"Captain Tang, why are you beating us? You should give us a reason, right? A certain man in your regiment still owes us a debt of fifty bottle caps." The big man did not attack, but started shouting, trying to win some money.
The sympathy of onlookers.
"Although that guy left my regiment, he is still my subordinate. Why do you deal with it privately?" Tang Zheng was eager for the other party to question him. He couldn't give up such a good opportunity to gain reputation, "It's just fifty bottle caps."
? I will give it to you, and you will exchange the lives of my subordinates for it."
Lu Fan was very smart and handed over a handful of bottle caps. Tang Zheng caught it and threw it directly on the steps of the bar.
The wastelanders who were watching immediately exclaimed, staring at those bottle caps. Those were enough bottle caps for a person to live for two months. He actually threw them away like that. This leader is really a weirdo. He did it for a rubbish subordinate.
, is it worth offending the Broken Steel Mercenary Group?
After a few days, everyone knew what the urban management and the vendors were doing. After all, the urban management was forced to climb around the second floor every day, and it was difficult for others to figure it out clearly.
"You are making trouble unreasonably." The big man was angry and arranged for his men to leave the bar through the back door and sneak attack Tang Zheng. If he could not regain his face, he would no longer have to hang out at Gathering Place No. 12.
"I gave you the bottle cap, take your life!" Tang Zheng roared and waved his hand, and the youth corps leader next to him immediately fired at the bar door with an RPK light machine gun.
The onlookers looked at the young man standing on the street and cheered loudly. They also wanted to be subordinates to such a leader. He was definitely the only one in the wasteland who was so generous and nostalgic.
"Uncle, these guys seem to be stalling for time. They don't want to steal our retreat, right?" Lu Fan glanced behind him and said, "Let the young soldiers charge?"
"Sure, there's no need to rush." In front of everyone, Tang Zheng couldn't take the AT-4, otherwise he would directly blow up the bar.
"Captain, there is someone upstairs." A young soldier shouted and started shooting towards the second floor of the bar.
The mercenaries were not stupid and began to appear in all directions, sticking their heads out of every window to attack Tang Zheng, and a gun battle broke out again.
Not only that, another mercenary team also sprang out from a street behind them and attacked the young soldiers from behind.
