ps: There seemed to be fifty recommendation votes yesterday~ Can you keep it up? I’m working hard in my childhood. I hope children’s shoes will support, collect and recommend votes~go~~
——
Zhuo Qian and Zhang Liying did not hesitate. They quickly got out of the car with the awakened little Haohao in their arms. Under the leadership of Zhu Wei, they quickly entered the deserted cornfield on the side.
After Zhuo Qian and Zhang Liying hugged Xiao Haohao and hid them, Zhu Wei asked through the intercom: "Brother Zheng, how many people are there on the other side? How is the firepower?"
Not long after, Zheng Song's voice came over: "At least fifty, including two heavy machine guns and two rocket launchers, it's difficult to take them down."
"Boss, leave those two heavy machine guns to me." Just as Zheng Song finished speaking, the sound of tanks came from the intercom.
"Leave those two rocket launchers to me." After Tank finished speaking, Hongyu's voice also sounded.
"There are many of them and the road is empty. You two don't take risks." Zheng Song said in a low voice. In this case, hiding is the right thing to do.
"This is a small warlord armed here. They attack anyone, and it is impossible to negotiate." A strange voice sounded from the intercom, it was the captain of the twelve soldiers.
"It's impossible to take a detour here. It's still far away from Laoduo City. We can't give up the off-road vehicle. Brother Zheng comes here to protect Mr. Zhuo, and I'll deal with them." Zhu Wei looked at the terrain here and immediately said into the intercom.
Not long after, a figure appeared not far away from the guards and the others. The guards looked solemn, and after a moment they saw that it was Zheng Song who had arrived.
"There are about seventy people on the other side. Everyone has a submachine gun in their hand. They are very energetic. It is impossible to deal with them in a short time." Zheng Song said in a low voice, his brows furrowed tightly, but he showed no fear.
.
When meeting these people, Zheng Song would not be afraid at all. He was also a man who had seen the world, and the seventy armed men were not at all in his eyes.
However, they don't have the time to fight these militants here, they must deal with them quickly.
"Call Tank and Hongyu over, and ask Hongyu to protect Mr. Zhuo. Let the tank attract their firepower. I'll go around and kill them from there." Zhu Wei whispered, pointing to the cornfield next to him.
"Go around?" Zheng Song was stunned, then frowned and said: "If you want to go over with a weapon that can quickly kill so many people, you will be easily discovered. This method is not possible."
"Weapon? This weapon of mine is enough." Zhu Wei sneered and patted the military thorn on his right leg.
Zheng Song was startled again, his brows furrowed deeply, and he said: "Nonsense, even if you go around, you will be discovered by them at least twenty meters away. Do you want to be beaten by them?"
Is it like a sieve?"
"Brother Zheng, don't worry, I won't seek death. Didn't I say that in our line of work, we must first learn to protect ourselves." Zhu Wei smiled and said: "We can't let them waste time, otherwise we will
Isn’t my trip in vain?”
"But..." Zheng Song wanted to say something else, but the guards had already taken action, quickly running into the cornfield and disappearing.
Zheng Song was stunned for a moment, and immediately spoke directly to the intercom: "Hongyu is here to protect Mr. Zhuo. The tanks are attracting firepower. Don't take any other actions. As for the other brothers, try to attract their firepower."
"Boss, I can kill those two heavy machine guns." Tank's voice came from the intercom. He was very puzzled by Zheng Song's arrangement.
"I can also kill those two rocket launchers." Hongyu's voice sounded immediately.
"Execute the order." Zheng Song said angrily, showing his dignity.
Not long after, Hong Yu arrived here. Zheng Song winked at her. Hong Yu nodded and entered the cornfield to accompany Zhuo Qian and the others and protect their safety...
At this time, little Haohao was in Zhuo Qian's arms, his mouth curled up, his eyes full of tears, and he was too scared to cry.
"Boss, the other side has a sniper attack." Not long after, the sound of the tank came again.
Zheng Song was stunned, and then looked outside to see the situation. There were only four of the six soldiers left. They were all well hidden, but those two soldiers were hit by sniper rifles.
"Hitting blindly attracts firepower. Don't reveal your body. Pay attention to the sniper rifle." Zheng Song quickly said to the walkie-talkie. However, as soon as he finished speaking, another soldier was hit by the sniper rifle and died on the spot.
Anger flashed across Zheng Song's face, but he did not take action. His current task was even more difficult. If the guards failed, he would take Zhuo Qian and the others to escape from here, and could only declare the mission failed.
At this time, Zheng Song did not dare to talk to the guards. The guards wanted to attack at close range. The closer he was to those people when he was discovered, the more likely he was to succeed. If he was discovered early, the guards would be in danger.
.
After all, at a distance of twenty meters, no matter how fast the guards are, they cannot be faster than bullets. If less than ten people out of more than 70 people shoot at the guards, the guards may die here.
At this time, the guards had quietly arrived behind the more than seventy armed men, hiding in the cornfield, watching the armed men.
He gently pulled out the military spur from the holster, held the cicada-wing knife in his left hand, and showed a cold smile on his face.
The God of Death has come again, and he has sentenced these people to death without any room for mercy.
The guards calmed down, and when one of the two rocket launchers fired a cannonball, the guards jumped up and jumped out of the cornfield.
The sound of the rocket launcher was so loud, especially the sound of the exploding shells, that the more than 70 armed men did not notice the appearance of Zhu Wei at all. For Zhu Wei, the distance of more than 20 meters was a matter of seconds.
.
"Pfft..."
The guards did not deliberately hide it, and the military thorn penetrated the throat of the first militant, but under the cover of the sound of gunfire, the militants did not hear the sound at all.
But as the guards approached, the fate of these more than seventy armed men came to an end.
The bloody light suddenly appeared, and the guards moved their hands together. The military thorns and cicada-wing knives in their hands harvested the lives of these militants very quickly. Some people noticed the guards before they died, but they did not have time to make a cry. Some people, even
He is dead, and I don’t even know who killed him.
There were more than seventy people, and not long after, only the first few were left.
Among the four people, one was driving a heavy machine gun on the car, one was carrying a rocket launcher, and the other two were holding submachine guns. Even at this time, the four of them didn't notice anything weird. They were all firing their guns while laughing crazily.
, shooting.
However, a cough that was not loud reached their ears, but it was like a thunder explosion, causing all four of them to stop shooting.
They finally realized something was wrong. At this moment, there were no other bullets except the bullets they shot. Their ears were occupied by the sound of their own guns. They stopped shooting, and they could not hear the sounds of other guns.
Sound.
The four people slowly turned around, and what came into their sight was a young man wearing a black tights and holding a spear about half a meter long in his hand.
I saw this young man with a cold smile on his face and a faint red light in his eyes, as if the god of death was coming here.
The rest of their companions were lying on the ground, and blood flowed onto the ground under their feet. The sound of "gurgling" seemed like there was a stream here, but all four of them knew that this was the sound of blood flowing out.
The four black people had strange expressions. The oldest one had wide-eyed eyes, showing the whites of his eyes, and the oldest one had a long mouth, showing white teeth, which made three dots of white appear on their dark faces...
After a while, the four people seemed to wake up and spoke a series of unknown words. Then the four people raised their guns and wanted to shoot at the guards.
However, the spurs in the guards' hands were much faster than the guns in their hands, and they passed across their necks with a flat stroke. Four bunches of blood spurted out. The four black men's eyes widened, but they could not say anything.
When they came out, the machine guns in their hands fell to the ground, and their bodies fell down only after the guards walked around their bodies.
At this time, the tank and the three soldiers who had been attracting the firepower of the militants stood up. They were very puzzled as to why the other party did not fire anymore. After the four people saw the situation in the distance through the gap, they were stunned.
Living.
Dead, all dead, no one left.
Looking at the guards holding the bleeding military thorns in their hands, the four of them jumped in shame. They all understood why this young man was sent by the country to protect Mr. Zhuo. It was not that the country did not care about Mr. Zhuo's life, but that the country did not care about Mr. Zhuo's life.
They sent someone who could reassure them.
"Why did the gunfire disappear? Tank, report the situation." Zheng Song shouted into the intercom with a frown on the edge of the cornfield.
Hong Yu, who was protecting Zhuo Qian and the others, also held a walkie-talkie in her hand, her face wrinkled tightly.
The sound of gunfire disappeared, and there were only two results. Either they lost, or the other party lost.
Judging from the situation just now, they are more likely to lose. In other words, it is very likely that the tank and the soldiers were killed by the bullets of the militants.
"Yes...it's Long Si. Those militants are all...all dead." Tank said intermittently. He felt a little suffocated, which made him unable to speak continuously. This scene was too shocking.
In the era of hot weapons, we played with cold weapons, but we still won a complete victory. One person and a team of assassins killed more than 70 militants armed with submachine guns.
What kind of strength is required to achieve this?
What kind of killing speed is required to prevent others from discovering it?
"What?" Hearing Tank's answer, Zheng Song's face showed a look of shock, and he looked in the direction where the guards disappeared with a look of disbelief.
How long had the guards been there? According to his estimate, it would take at least five or six minutes for the guards to reach the best position to take action. After all, the guards were passing through the cornfield and could not alert the militants.
But now, the report from the tank turned out to be that the guards not only took action, but also won a complete victory, killing the militants alone.
Even Zheng Song cannot do this. He is already ready to retreat. After all, if you want to use cold weapons to kill militants holding hot weapons, it is suitable when there are few militants, and there are more than seventy here.
Militants, Zhu Wei was discovered by other militants when he was killing him, and he would be greeted by bullets.