The temperature is relatively cooler, but not lower than 25 degrees.
After walking about 11 or 2 kilometers, Hu Biao and his group of nearly 200 people arrived at the headquarters of the Harpoon Brotherhood at the moment the sun came up.
At a distance of two or three miles, Hu Biao and others stopped.
Then, he raised the telescope hanging around his neck and began to observe carefully over there.
It seems that the Harpoon Brotherhood's camp was originally a small village on the side of the highway, because after who knows how many years, there are still a few three-story small Western-style buildings.
Around these small western-style buildings, a patchwork of low shacks were built.
At the same time, there is also a rare piece of flat land in the surrounding mountains.
Although it only covers an area of two or three square kilometers, in this day and age, it is truly very rare and valuable.
It is a pity that such a precious piece of flat land has not been utilized by the Harpoon Brotherhood.
It's all covered with weeds as tall as a man's head, without any planting, not even vegetables.
It is estimated that the Harpoon Brotherhood is also well prepared for today's battle. At this moment, outside the shacks, a large group of people have been sniped.
In the hands of these people, most of them hold various DIY weapons, and only a few of them hold a variety of firearms.
Anyway, after looking around, it seems that Hu Biao can basically see the Rabbit family's 56 semi-automatic rifles from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the 95 assault rifles.
The most eye-catching thing among them was a middle-aged man standing directly on an electric tricycle with his hands folded across his chest.
After so many years, electric tricycles have naturally been unable to operate normally.
So it was completely pushed forward and pushed forward by a few men; but even so, in a group of natives who didn't even have shoes on their feet.
This guy is just like rat shit in rice, so ostentatious and conspicuous.
So Hu Biao was able to confirm almost immediately that this guy was the boss of the Harpoon Brotherhood, the guy named Wang Hu.
At the same time, on some hills further away, there were many indigenous people staying far away, and there were probably thousands of people in total.
I guess after hearing the news, I deliberately came here today to watch the excitement.
After all, in their extremely poor spiritual life, such a fight is not right! It should be a fight, but it is very rare.
For them, I'm afraid it will be a topic they can brag about for many years to come...
After arriving at the place, Hu Biao did not choose to start fighting directly.
So what! These people are descendants of the Chinese lineage after all. Even if they want such a thing from their female comrades, it is really too much.
But even so, Hu Biao and the others did not want to deal too heavy a blow.
If possible, he also wanted to integrate them peacefully and keep them to contribute to the great cause of Zhongzhou Team.
Even if Hu Biao knew about such a thing, there was little hope.
But we are still prepared to work hard to persuade them to surrender before the fight begins, to see if there is a possibility of a peaceful resolution.
So, under the rising sun, Hu Biao, Xu Feng, and AT, led by the old hunchback, walked towards the 'Harpoon Brotherhood' with only short guns and melee weapons.
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Of course, they are not novices, nor are they too naive.
They still made some proper backup plans. For example, the three of them are not only bloodline powerhouses, but also the most senior bloodline powerhouses in the team.
If something happens, I still have the confidence to protect myself.
Behind them, the warehouse manager and others have already found sniper positions, ready to support them at all times.
More importantly, the M2 Browning heavy machine gun had been secretly released by Hu Biao behind his back.
Now the original sin, who looked excited, was taking his assistant shooter Qingtian and two others, hiding on a small mound, and was busy setting up the thing.
Once this thing is fired, it will definitely leave a lasting impression on the bumpkins of the Harpoon Brotherhood.
The Bai Lai natives in the escort team were ready to rush forward and fight after hearing a shout.
As for the natives who followed them to watch the excitement, that is, the old, weak, women and children, of course they retreated to the hilltop a mile away behind them to avoid being accidentally injured and causing trouble...
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"I am Hu Biao, the leader of the Zhongzhou tribe, and I would like to invite Wang Hu, the leader of the Harpoon Brotherhood, to come out and have a chat."
Standing about 100 meters away from the dark crowd on the opposite side, Hu Biao held an iron trumpet that was urgently knocked out yesterday and started shouting loudly.
The so-called Zhongzhou tribe is just a random name he found for the power he established for these people.
In the spirit of not losing the battle, or maybe even at this moment, Wang Hu still didn't take Hu Biao and the others seriously.
At his signal, the men pulling the electric tricycle separated from the crowd around them and appeared with two relatively tall men.
With such a condescending attitude, he said with a sneer on his face: "What are you talking about? Your Zhongzhou tribe has only a few people and weapons, so what qualifications do you have to talk to me?
But since you made me so happy, I allow you to express your ridiculous thoughts."
When he said this, the guy also deliberately took apart the shirt he was wearing until it turned white from washing, revealing a pistol on his belt.
What a guy! It’s a Type 92 pistol that doesn’t look that old and has been well maintained.
The two henchmen on both sides also showed off the rifles they carried on their shoulders. They were a Type 95 assault rifle and a Type 56 submachine gun.
That is to say, that collecting maniac Yang Dongli did not show up, otherwise he might be stimulated to start fighting now and want to get these weapons.
Ignoring the arrogance in the other party's mouth, Hu Biao stated his plan seriously:
"Everyone is suffering. It's not easy to survive these days. It's not necessary if too many people die in the firefight.
Why don't we each send one person to the end, and we don't have to compete to fight, whether it is victory or defeat, life or death.
If you win, all the people from our Zhongzhou tribe will join you.
And if we win, how about all of your Harpoon Brotherhood joining us? Don’t dare to say anything else then, just follow us and I guarantee you won’t get upset.”
"Okay, no problem, then it will be a matter of victory or defeat, as well as life and death." Wang Hu smiled and agreed.
Then at his signal, a man on the left put down the weapon in his hand, which was a 56.5 submachine gun in his hand.
He pulled out a machete from his waist, which was probably a DIY machete sharpened from a car's shock absorber spring steel plate, and walked out of the crowd.
He walked until he was 30 steps away from Hu Biao and others before he stopped.
At the same time, he exposed his left arm covered with dense scars, and said with a sinister smile:
"My name is Chen Daozi. It's the kind of knife used to kill people. Every time I kill someone over the years, I have to cut a knife on my arm to mark it. It seems that I have to cut another knife on my arm today."
Should he say it or not, most people would be frightened by what he said combined with the numerous stab wounds on his left arm.
I didn't see the old hunchback. He has an earth-colored face now, and even his legs are shaking a little. He looks obviously frightened.
The question is, are Hu Biao and others ordinary people?
When this guy said the above statement with an arrogant face, AT was making punches with Xu Feng; to be precise, it should be a kind of fight between rock, scissors, and step, whoever wins can start the fight.
Then, Xu Feng used his fist to defeat the white-collar worker's scissors.
Finally, with AT's depressed look on his face, Xu Feng rushed forward impatiently; so much so that Hu Biao was so worried that he shouted:
"Xufeng, please be gentle and don't kill anyone."
"I know, I will be careful~" As Xu Feng promised, he had already jumped ten steps away.