At the No. 2 entrance, nearly 300 Shengbao city defense troops rushed out from the drainage canals and river fortifications.
They also had a red eye, shooting and spreading outside, trying to break through.
"Suppress them!!" Wang Zheng shouted urgently: "Block the opening, pay attention to the lone soldiers, and don't let the other side's commander get out!"
The soldiers stood on the slope, relying on the low walls on both sides of the river for defense, and kept shooting downwards.
Seven or eight firemen held light machine guns and kept firing downwards, but more enemies were still pouring out along the passage.
Wang Zheng looked at the scene in front of him and immediately shouted: "Xiaojiu, connect me to Director Jin's communication!"
Xiaojiu had been following Wang Zheng closely. When he heard this, he immediately took off the communicator he was carrying and connected to Jin Maohui.
"Director Jin!" Wang Zheng grabbed the communicator and reported in a loud voice: "There are too few people on my side to hold the No. 2 gate. Send me support as soon as possible, otherwise they will definitely run away."
"Okay! I'll arrange for someone to come over right away!" Jin Maohui hurriedly hung up the communication.
"The brigade split into small groups and continued to spread to the outside! If you are good at shooting, hide in the woods and don't move. When you see the soldiers rushing out, shoot them! Shoot them directly and leave no one behind!" Wang Zheng commanded while commanding.
Stand and shoot.
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On the large army side, Jin Maohui ran and shouted through the communicator: "Are there any other troops near Basement No. 2?"
The staff officer recalled quickly, and then said: "Only Sun Wei's people who were responsible for covering were nearby, and there were about a thousand people."
"Inform him immediately and ask him to support Wang Zheng's troops! There is going to be a leak over there!" Jin Maohui gave the order decisively without even thinking.
"Yes!" The staff officer immediately went to inform Sun Wei.
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Near the heavy factory, Sun Wei received the communication from above. They had no main attack mission here, so they had been following the large army. On the one hand, they were responsible for treating the wounded, and on the other hand, they were responsible for carrying military supplies.
After hanging up the communication, Sun Wei looked anxious, waved his hands and shouted: "Wang Zheng can't stand it anymore! Send me someone quickly to support Wang Zheng!"
"Our support team will also come?" Sun Wu couldn't help but ask.
Sun Wei stared at his eyes and spoke urgently: "Everyone who can fight on horseback has to fight for this, and everyone who can hold a gun must get there! Quick, quick, quick! Give up the heavy equipment, leaving only the small team to guard. Others, sprint with light equipment and advance quickly!
"
Amid the urging, Sun Wei led seven to eight hundred people to support Exit No. 2.
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Gate No. 2.
The soldiers who rushed out of the drainage channel were like crazy. They didn't care about the battle damage at all. They braved the dense rain of bullets and kept rushing up the gentle slope.
These people are not ordinary troops, but a combat group directly under the St. Paul City Garrison Headquarters. To put it bluntly, they are Gustav's Guardsmen.
With the nature of this kind of army, if you don’t risk your life, when are you going to play?
"Da da da!"
Wang Zheng held a hot light machine gun and fired wildly downwards.
Xiao Jiuquan squatted not far from Wang Zheng, also firing to cover his shooting.
"Puff puff!"
Bullets crisscrossed in the air, and the soldiers on Wang Zheng's side continued to erupt with blood mist, falling behind the low wall that had been beaten to pieces.
The brothers who had been smoking together in the building just now were mostly down.
"Hold on!! Support will be here soon!!" Wang Zheng yelled, scratching his neck: "This is the only thing left, brothers!!"
"Click!"
There was a crisp sound and the bullet was empty. Wang Zheng immediately turned around and shouted to Xiaojiu: "Xiaojiu, magazine!"
Xiaojiu took off the last machine gun magazine on his body and threw it to Wang Zheng.
"Come on!"
"Ahhhh!!"
Just as Wang Zheng was changing the magazine, a deafening roar suddenly came from the riverbed below.
I saw two rows of garrison soldiers carrying tactical bags in front of them. With red eyes, they formed a human wall and rushed up the ramp desperately.
"Hit them!" Wang Zheng had already changed the magazine, stared at his eyes, and roared: "Hit them down!"
"Da da da!"
The soldiers pulled the triggers and poured out bullets from their guns!
A large number of city defense troops fell on the gentle slope, and their bodies were piled in a pile.
Under the cover of the human wall, seven or eight flamethrowers carrying fuel cans emerged from below. They carried flamethrowers and sprayed rolling flames towards the ramp!
The flames burned several soldiers in the blink of an eye, and they fell to the ground wailing.
"Be careful!" Xiaojiu directly pressed Wang Zheng's head and lay on the ground.
The fire-breathing soldiers suppressed Wang Zheng and the others and continued to advance slowly up the ramp.
"Shock bomb!" Wang Zheng roared angrily, taking off the grenade hanging on his chest and throwing it outside!
"Bang bang bang!"
More than a dozen shock bombs were thrown down, and the dazzling white light caused them to temporarily lose their vision, and they could only rely on their feelings to continue breathing fire.
Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Zheng picked up the machine gun and launched another attack with the soldiers!
"Da da da!"
The flamethrowers were constantly knocked down and fell onto the hillside.
"Click!"
There was another crisp sound, and Wang Zheng's magazine was empty again, so he turned his head and shouted to Xiaojiu: "Magazine!"
Xiao Jiu was covered in sweat. He glanced around and saw a magazine hanging on the body of a machine gunner next to him. So he hurriedly bent over, ran over, reached out and took off the magazine from the opponent's chest.
At this moment, a sniper hiding in the pipe aimed at the oil tank on the back of the Pyroman lying on the ramp.
"boom!"
"boom!"
A bullet accurately hit the fuel tank, and then exploded into a violent fireball. The flames quickly spread in the air and spattered around like flowers.
Several soldiers were ignited by the flames and rolled down the slope wailing. Xiao Jiu, who had just taken off the magazine and was about to return, was also covered in a ball of flames.
The fire instantly ignited on Xiao Jiu's body, swallowing up the outline of his body in the blink of an eye.
"Xiaojiu!" Wang Zheng turned his head and roared.
"ah!!"
Xiao Jiu howled miserably and ran in the opposite direction to Wang Zheng. She mixed garlic under her feet and fell to the ground with a thud.
Wang Zheng stood there, watching the flames engulfing Xiao Jiu, but he was unable to do anything because this kind of fire could not be extinguished at all.
"...I...I...let's go...!" Xiaojiu lay on the ground, pulled out the pistol with a burning hand, put it against his temple, and pulled the trigger directly.
"Hang!"
The bullet penetrated Xiao Jiu's head, the wind roared around him, and the flames continued to burn his body...
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On the side of Exit No. 1, more armored vehicles and city defense troops came out of the passage in a steady stream!
"Da da da!"
Bullets continued to fire in all directions, knocking down several soldiers in an instant.
Hou Guoyu became anxious and shouted at Lao Hei at the top of the stairs: "Come back quickly! The passage is open, don't worry about that side!"
"Conceal! Pay attention to concealment!" Lao Hei yelled at the surrounding soldiers: "Fire in a targeted direction from the outside and block the openings!..."
"boom!"
A gunshot pierced Lao Hei's left leg.
"groove!"
Lao Hei lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.