"Crash..." A Qin Army soldier carefully opened the heavy door and walked into the lobby on the first floor of the headquarters where the power supply had been restored.
There are rubbles everywhere on the ground. The Tang Army's helicopters just strafed the building with cannons. Now it's a mess inside, with broken things everywhere.
The portrait of Emperor Qin Yingduo hanging on the wall had several bullet holes in it and fell under the wall. Next to it was a guard with his neck broken.
Bodies lay scattered on the ground. The blood on the face of the officer hanging on the stairs was almost dry. The shoe prints on the candle under his feet attracted the attention of the Qin army officer who followed the soldiers and entered here.
The soles of Qin Jun's shoes did not have such a pattern. He picked up a bullet casing on the ground and looked at it. It was beautifully made, and it was obviously not the 7.62 mm caliber assault rifle bullets used by Tang Jun.
Even the bullets are specially made? He frowned and walked up the stairs. The situation upstairs was different from that downstairs. There were more bullet casings here. It was obvious that a fierce battle broke out between the two sides on the second floor.
In other words, there was a massacre... There were corpses of Qin officers everywhere. This was the headquarters of the cluster, and every officer was a captain or major. Now these people are all dead, and they died simply.
The female officials responsible for secretarial work were not spared either. They fell down at the table, sat on chairs, some died in corners, and some knocked down furniture such as filing cabinets when they died.
There were bullet holes everywhere, and there seemed to be several Qin officers with pistols in their hands beside every door. They did not flinch and tried to rely on the door bunkers to continue fighting.
It's a pity that the opponent's attack speed was too fast... The officer walked through the corridor and passed each door, and saw the Qin officer lying upside down in the door.
The guards in the corridor were beaten to death on their posts before they even had time to pick up their submachine guns. The other party's marksmanship was really very powerful, and almost every shot could hit the vital part.
Stopping next to the body of a guard holding a submachine gun, the Qin officer's eyes rested on the several bullet holes in the body's head and chest.
From his point of view, about one or two people from the other side hit the guard with their guns, and there was no waste of firepower at all.
Walking all the way to Ying'an's office, the Qin officer saw Ying'an's adjutant lying upside down in the room. The poor man was shot twice, and the pistol was still in his waist, and he couldn't even take it out.
Almost in the center of the house, there are fragments of a grenade. This kind of grenade has almost never appeared on the battlefield. It is cylindrical in shape. The grenades on the battlefield are oval-shaped.
"There are no fragments, this is not an anti-personnel grenade." The officer said to the attendant behind him who was responsible for recording, and then pulled out the pistol from the adjutant's body.
He unloaded the magazine and saw that it was full of bullets: "As an adjutant, there is no way he can't even take out his gun in the end... This state of alert is too lax."
Ying'an is a senior general of the Qin State. The adjutants accompanying an officer of this level are all veterans who have been on the battlefield. When they hear the gunfire, they will definitely reach for their weapons immediately. It is unlikely that they will be killed without preparation.
Case.
"A fierce battle broke out in the corridor. How could there be no preparation in the room? If he was shot to death at the door with a pistol, it would be considered normal here." The Qin officer gave his own judgment: "Unless, they didn't
Gunshots were heard."
"A silencer? The Tang State does have that thing, but the silencers that were displayed for sale before were not very effective," said one of his subordinates.
However, he could not explain why the entire building, including the guards, officers and non-commissioned officers, were all killed without much resistance.
If the other party shoots, it stands to reason that the further inside the room, the more time the people in the room will have to prepare calmly. But the battle seemed to break out very quickly, and the entire two-story building was cleared in an instant.
"They have better ones!" The officer walked to Ying'an's chair and looked at the scattered shoe prints on the ground: "Anyway... General Ying'an is not dead, he was taken away."
After saying that, he reached out and opened the drawer and saw the PPK pistol lying inside: "He didn't even give himself a decent time..."
In fact, by this point, he had already guessed some reasons: the noisy sound of the generator outside the window covered up the sound of weapons with silencers, and the darkness caused by the power outage prevented the sentries and personnel on the periphery from discovering this ghost-like weapon.
Tang Jun sneaked in.
"We found the enemy's invasion route... Several outposts were full of corpses. They fought all the way in without being discovered." Another subordinate reported as soon as he came in.
After interrogating the guards outside, he also visited the nearest checkpoint. The good news is that no one betrayed Da Qin, but the bad news is that these brave warriors were not able to fire a shot at the enemy until they died.
"A force that can move freely in the dark... and a helicopter force that can suppress ground firepower and can hover and land vertically... wonderful." The leading Qin officer took off his military cap and grabbed it.
Pull your own hair.
He has now begun to cooperate with Tang Ren's unbridled imagination. He is a brave man. No wonder the other party dares to directly attack the cluster headquarters. If he had so many sharp methods, he would also try to do this. The benefits are too high.
Isn’t it?
"What about General Ying'an..." his subordinates asked timidly.
"Report it truthfully... I guess he is already in the Tang army's tent now." Looking at the slightly white sky, the Qin officer guessed.
On the bumpy helicopter, Ying'an finally recovered from the devastation of the blast bomb. His eyes could finally see some things more clearly, and the buzzing in his ears also weakened a lot.
His hands were tied behind his back, and when he exerted force on his thumbs, he felt an excruciating pain. He saw the soldiers of the Tang Army sitting on both sides of him, who were like ghosts.
The helmet the other party was wearing was very small, with earphones on both sides that could cover the entire ears, much like the communication equipment used by pilots.
There was an instrument hanging directly in front of the small steel helmet, making it look like there was a cannon mounted on his forehead. What made Ying'an a little nervous was that the faces of the two people on the left and right he saw with his still blurry vision were covered in black paint.
Painted, covered with black oil paint.
Are they doing this to scare me? Ying'an thought about this question in his mind. After a few seconds, he realized that this might be a way to cover people's faces when moving at night.
The Tang Army did not put Ying'an down nearby, but transferred it directly to another helicopter and sent it directly to the rear.
"Where are you taking me?" Ying'an asked weakly.
"What did he say?" In the noisy cabin, the special forces commander opposite could not hear Ying'an's voice clearly.
"He asked us where we are taking him!" The special operations team member beside him repeated Ying'an's question loudly, almost at the top of his voice.
"Hezhe." The leader of the special forces commander loudly answered Ying'an's question: "There is still a bit of chaos over there in Xiajuan, but Hezhe is a good place."
Almost slumped in his seat, Ying'an knew that he had become famous, just like when he defeated Li Mingshun in Shanchong, he became famous.
He is the highest-ranking general who was captured in the history of the Qin Empire, or in the entire history of the Qin State...
