Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.32 This man is not
A terrifying scene appeared on Ergou. To be precise, it was a super-flat scene that people wanted to see.
A strong man with a weight of more than 45 kilograms, jumping up and down between obstacles with a super flexible posture, and also making weird movements, and firing two guns from time to time, this kind of physical ability is beyond the ordinary.
, just like non-human beings,
It doesn't look much different from the Terminator played by Arnold.
A certain brawler who previously thought this was a US Marine was selectively blind at that time and insisted that this must be a Chinese member of the US Army."
The replies behind the comments on the beast are all: It must be your sister!
He retreated to the stairs on the left. As for the other hostages, they had nothing to do with Zhang Bi. The limit of what he could do was here. If the stalemate continued, he didn't know how many guns he would face.
's head.
Especially when he was jumping up and down, the fire tongues that were biting and barking didn't stop for a moment. Zhang Bi finally felt the feeling of dancing face to face with the god of death.
What kind of weapon fighting, what kind of unarmed fighting, compared with killing wives and scum under this kind of hot weapon, it is not the same level of force value at all.
Ji mourning in the late martial arts era.
When he reached the top of the stairs, Zhang Bencai gasped for air, as if he was about to collapse. He hid in the corner of the wall. At this time, there was a sound coming from the stairs. He was about to raise his gun to shoot. When he saw it was Zhang Juncai, his nerves became tense.
Relaxed.
The old man had blood on his body and his eyes were red. You can imagine what kind of fight there was going on upstairs.
"Grandpa, how are you doing?" Xiao Zhang Ben gasped for air, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked.
Zhang Juncai was also panting: "You son of a bitch, there are quite a few people upstairs. Now we have occupied a different position and are shooting at each other. We have nothing to lose. It's just that Zhang Bingsheng was shot in the leg. The wound is huge. Now he's bleeding."
I can’t stop it, the third child is looking for medicine and bandages!”
"There may be styptic powder in the car!" Xiao Zhang Ben suddenly said loudly, "Fuck! Why didn't I think of that just now!"
Zhang Ben was in a hurry. He was so anxious just now that he didn't think of this.
Zhang Juncai also said anxiously: "The third child just remembered that there is only a bandage, it is useless, otherwise the leg may be really broken if the wound is not good!"
Zhang Bi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said ferociously: "There are dozens of guns outside. Once they appear, they will sweep away. There is no chance to rush through!"
Zhang Juncai said: "You suppress it with fire, I will rush over!"
Shaking his shoulders, Zhang Ben leaned against the wall and took a rest. He knew that now was not the time to rest, but this sudden pressure was really terrifying.
In addition to the minigun, he also had an automatic rifle, seven or eight magazines, and grenades.
Zhang Juncai licked his lips without saying anything. He pulled the grenade tab off his hand and suddenly threw it out. There was a bang, another shock, and then another one. The intervals were very regular. They were all at eight.
About a second later, Zhang Ben took a deep breath. The old man had obviously come prepared. The militants outside did not dare to approach. They also had grenades, but they could not throw them. By the fifth grenade, the entire hall was in a mess. But this
The attack range of this defensive grenade was too weak, and it was unable to effectively kill anyone. It did not even hit the hostages lying on the ground.
However, this was just to allow outsiders to adapt to this rhythm. The sixth grenade that was supposed to appear did not appear, but the black-faced strong man. The minigun in his hand suddenly spurted out tongues of fire. This was extremely high speed.
Scanning like crazy.
A fire dragon gathered in the hall.
"You son of a bitch! I'm going to fuck your ancestors.
Zhang Bi fired while shouting and kept pushing forward. He didn't know how many bullets there were in the ammunition box, but it should be enough to support Zhang Juncai's back and forth.
The positions of the two men were staggered, creating a crossfire.
Zhang Juncai is holding a domestically produced 56 rifle. It is obvious that it is a product that has been exported abroad. This kind of rifle was of solid quality back then and can still be used today.
The old man was very good at changing the magazine in almost a second. He knocked the magazine off with a click and loaded it with a click. The speed was jaw-dropping.
The farthest camera kept zooming in on the two people walking. At this time, the foreign Internet was completely boiling. This is not a movie! This is not a movie! This is not a top-notch film!
All video websites in China deleted all videos at almost the same time, but some people still found the live broadcast footage by climbing over the wall. Although they all want to cut off this signal, it is obvious that there will always be countries that are free and painful.
..
When the American ambassador saw this scene, he said one word: Gangbi!
The Chinese ambassador's expression has gone numb. He is thinking about how to use diplomatic words. In fact, more than a hundred phone calls have just been made, and the domestic phone calls have been with him for fifteen minutes. How intense it is.
The words can be imagined.
But, this is an opportunity”
On the screen, Zhang Juncai's belt is filled with magazines. Almost every time he advances about seven or eight meters, three magazines are thrown away and replaced. The speed is so fast that it is hard to imagine.
Moreover, he has a lot of tactical evasive moves. Although they are very fake and rustic, they are very practical. This is a set of things that he figured out back then. Although the old guy's skills are not as good as Zhang Sanxian, he is still a fierce man in the end. At this time, he is like a hot-blooded man.
Reignited, a burst of bravery was supported in the chest.
“Fuck you bitch, little
The ferocious face on Zhang Juncai's screen is really unbelievable. This guy is an old man.
Zhang Bi suppressed all the armed men at the main entrance and retreated outside the door. In fact, both sides had already become interested in killing each other. Ajiachai's men just wanted to kill the monster inside.
In order to deal with enemies coming from two directions at the same time, Zhang Ben had to control the minigun with his right arm and one hand, while holding an automatic rifle with one hand with his left hand, where he shot at the enemies coming from the right.
His muscles were tense, and all his blood vessels were bulging. On the TV screen, it could be clearly seen that he was controlling the killing machine Minigun with brute force. This kind of strange force was a living Terminator!
The terrifying firepower finally showed its effect. Zhang Juncai kept using low-profile tactics to evade. Then he crawled forward for about fifteen meters before raising a hand signal to indicate to Zhang Ben that he had reached his position.
"Grandpa! Under the car seat! The medicine box should be under the car seat."
Zhang Ben's roar could be heard throughout the hall, his voice could be so loud, what a scary guy!
The militants outside were definitely no less than one and one. It could be seen that they wanted to charge in batches, but seeing Miao Gang's firepower, they had to retreat. Zhang Juncai took off the car seat and touched a box.
, quickly pulled it out and shrank to the ground.
gnada vomit tart di tarta gnaw!
All the ruthless bullets hit the car, and the entire front of the car was smashed. The extended Hummer was completely unable to withstand this horrific attack.
Zhang Juncai crawled back dragging the medicine box, and Zhang Ben also started to fight and retreat. He felt that the weight on his body had been lightened. There was no doubt that the bullet was about to hit Cai, and he had to change to another ammunition box immediately!
At this time, two more old men appeared at the stairwell on the other side, providing fire support there. The crossfire gave Zhang Ben great support and relieved a great burden. Zhang Yisheng had a plane hanging on his body and picked it up in his hand.
Geng was gesturing there, Zhang Bi took a look, and Zhang Juncai successfully retreated behind Zhang Bi. The four of them fought and retreated, and finally returned to a safe area.
The ground was covered with brilliant golden bullet casings, and the barrel of Minigun's gun began to get hot. With a sizzling sound, a piece of Zhang Ben's skin was accidentally burned off.
Zhang Juncai was breathing heavily, his arms were covered in blood: "What the fuck, it hurts me to death!"
He was lucky, it was just a ricochet. The kinetic energy was not too high, and the wound was very severe. Otherwise, if hit head-on, half of his arm would have been crippled on the spot. Whether he could survive it until he received treatment is anyone's guess.
There was also loud gunfire upstairs. Zhang Ben helped Zhang Juncai upstairs, then huddled behind a wall and asked Zhang Sanxian: "What's wrong?"
"We killed eight of them, and there are still eleven or twelve in the corner. There are still people in the small room on the side. There is a corridor over there, but there is no way to go upstairs.
"
Zhang Sanxian gritted his teeth: "It would be great if there was a mortar!"
This is pure fart!
Zhang Ben put Minigang down and panting heavily, Zhang Juncai threw the medicine box to the ground, then leaned against the wall and shouted to Zhang Bingsheng who was bleeding: "Bingsheng! Can't you hold on!"
Zhang Bingsheng looked pale and nodded. The leg he was hit on was the lame leg from back then. The old men gritted their teeth and said, "Be patient! Even if you are going to die, you have to bring a group of people to protect you!"
Veterans from several other villages fired there for a while, then pulled back and said, "You son of a bitch, pull back. What will you do if they don't come out?"
"It's useless if you can't throw a grenade accurately. You can't waste your firepower."
Zhang Bi pulled off the ring of a grenade and threw it toward the aisle. Yu Yi once made a bet with Zhang Bi about shooting, and Zhang Bi hit the trunk of a pine tree more than ten meters away with a stone.
At this time, it was the same story. He leaned against the rebound force of the wall and heard a bang. Zhang Ben picked up a rifle and jumped over. He fired two consecutive shots at an angle. When he saw Zhang Ben jump out,
Zhang Sanxian also jumped out, but he kept pushing along the wall and never fired.
At this time, the armed men in the small room could see Zhang Bi through the crack in the door. They were blocked by half of the wall. Thinking that Zhang Bi was alone, they immediately rushed out with five people ready to shoot, but at this time Zhang Sanxian suddenly opened fire.
Little tart tart.
As soon as a shuttle passed by, they all vomited blood on the ground. They were dead and could no longer die. There were corpses on the ground, and the number of armed men lying in a pool of blood was increasing.
There were beads of sweat on Zhang Ben's forehead. He could not delay the time. He had to find a safe place to resettle the people. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
There were two grenades hanging on his body. He tore one off and threw it towards the other side. It also bounced off the wall. With a bang, Zhang Bi rushed over the moment the grenade exploded. There were two behind the blocking bunkers on both sides.
Zhang Bi fired at the armed men without hesitation, without any need for accuracy. One of them had his head smashed on the spot.
Zhang Sanxian was also extremely tough and rushed forward from one side of the aisle. Several old men behind him supported Zhang Bingsheng and Zhang Juncai. Helen was protected by several other old men. She wore three body armors and a helmet on her head.
I didn't know where I got the steel helmet from, and quickly followed.
"Follow everyone! It's solved!, Xiao
Zhang Sanxian shouted loudly.
Zhang Ben threw the empty gun in his hand to Zhang Sanxian, quickly returned to the place, picked up Minigang, and carried the two ammunition boxes he had brought before. The muscles in his body were tense. At this time, his
His coat was already in tatters, and he was covered in blood and black, and his appearance was extremely ferocious.
There seemed to be a sound coming from the stairs. Zhang Ben immediately put down his things and threw a grenade over. With a bang, peace returned.
At this time, Agachai already knew about the losses here. Dozens of people died on the stock exchange. This situation was unexpected.
You must know that the military is currently on standstill in order to be on guard against the Red Shirts. Where can the troops come from that can deal with his people, and there are so many of them? Police? Those kind of things are as vulnerable as bed bugs!
But soon, Ajiachai knew what kind of guy his opponent was. There was only one opponent, but now there are nineteen!
A group of old tourists from China?
Now the Chinese Embassy has gathered hundreds of news media people. The flashlights are flashing constantly. The whole scene is extremely heated. Many people can’t wait to know who the strong Chinese man with the black oil paint on his face is. And
Who are those old men?
At this time, on some websites in the United States, some American netizens speculated: This must be a future warrior secretly trained by the Chinese. I swear, our government has always done this!
The person who replied to him said: So how do you explain those old men? They were actually Rambo when they were young, right? Is that what you mean?
Everyone continued to retreat to the upper level. Zhang Ben followed while destroying the elevator. At this time, his physical strength was almost reaching the limit. Now his load was not just a matter of fifty kilograms. There were two ammunition boxes, each weighing twenty-five kilograms.
, this is one hundred kilograms. And Minigang itself weighs more than twenty kilograms. This kind of weight is simply a kind of torture.
The Fountain of Life has been alleviating Zhang Ben's muscle soreness, but this only makes him feel slightly better. Zhang Ben feels that his energy is being consumed very quickly. He must replenish energy. He needs to find some food to replenish all the energy in his body.
energy required.
At this time, the ambassador faced the reporter and said seriously with a calm expression: "Our citizens are just protecting themselves. This is legitimate defense."
Click, click, click. The flash made the ambassador's glasses shine like laser lights.