Twenty-eight blood, no longer shed for the Republic (2)
This is Zhao Hongbing’s way of thinking and solving problems: never engage in unnecessary quarrels, only willing to do some practices that can prove the problem.
Zhao Hongbing and Li Laogangzi, one is a tiger and the other is a lion, which one of them is more powerful will be put into practice today. Even if the Jade Emperor, Christ Jesus, Muhammad, Tathagata Buddha, and Teacher *** all come to this fierce battle, it will not be possible.
Can't stop it
However, this is an unfair duel, because the tiger Zhao Hongbing has had its teeth pulled out, and all the weapons of his brothers have been thrown into the river.
"Li Laogangzi, I will definitely kill you today!" Xiao Ji saw Li Laogangzi who stabbed him today. He changed his usual playful smile and shouted "***, I will kill you" behind Li Laogangzi.
One of the brothers raised a sand spray gun and pointed it at Xiao Ji, who just said he wanted to kill Li Laogangzi. Later, he found out that the man holding the sand spray gun was the most ruthless potato among Li Laogangzi's men.
"You have a fucking gun!?" Fei Si stood up, holding Sun Dawei's sand blaster in his hand, and pointed it at Sun Dawei, the only one in Tudou who didn't throw away his weapon when he ran two hours ago. This sand blaster was
The sand sprayer came in handy. This sand sprayer was also the only weapon available to Zhao Hongbing and others at that time.
At that time, the distance between the two groups was about 3 meters. It is unlikely that the sand sprayer would kill someone from a distance of 3 meters, but its power should not be underestimated. A single shot would contain dozens of iron sand, and the impact on the body might last a lifetime.
You can't even take it out, it will stay with you for life
"Can you give it a try?" Fei Si continued to shout.
"***! Don't provoke me," Tudou yelled, Fei's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and was about to shoot.
Zhao Hongbing, who has known Fei Si for many years, knew that Fei Si would definitely shoot when he saw Fei Si's posture! Why wouldn't Fei Si, who dared to grab the blade of the military dagger with his hands, not do it? Zhao Hongbing and Li Si rushed up to grab the barrel of Tudou's gun.
"Boom", "Boom", Fei Si and Tudou's guns were fired one after another.
Fei Si fired first, hitting Tudou in the face and neck.
Almost at the same time, Tudou's shot was fired, and most of the iron sand hit the palm of Zhao Hongbing's right hand as he tried to grab the barrel of the gun. Zhao Hongbing's right hand had already lost three fingers and was almost smashed.
Zhao Hongbing saw Tudou pull the trigger and blocked the muzzle of the gun with his right hand.
Zhao Hongbing, who was rushing at the front, received the shot in his right hand. Then he felt a chill in his lower abdomen. A military dagger was thrust into his body. Zhao Hongbing grabbed the hand holding the military dagger with his left hand and kicked him.
At the same time, Zhao Hongbing's thigh was stabbed with a triangular scraper by Mr. Li who rushed over.
Little Beijing kicked away Old Li's stick, and a scuffle broke out between the two sides.
Li Laogangzhi's men each had a sword. Zhao Hongbing and others were immediately at a disadvantage. The timid ones had already scattered and ran away. But Xiao Beijing, Li Si, Fei Si and others could not run away because Zhao Hongbing was seriously injured and could not run. If they ran away,
Zhao Hongbing must have been stabbed to death by Mr. Li today.
Except for Li Si who grabbed a knife, everyone else fought with bare hands for less than 30 seconds. Xiao Ji had already received a knife on his leg and arm.
If this continues for less than three minutes, not all of these guys will die here today.
At this moment, a bicycle with only two wheels left rushed into the crowd and crashed into it.
The cyclist wears a hat, yellow rubber shoes, a black cloak, and holds a machete with a wide back
Liu Haizhu and several of his brothers who came to the banquet arrived, and each of them had something in their hands. They tied it in their hands while running by the river two hours ago and didn't throw it away.
The bicycle fell to the ground, and Liu Haizhu's broad-backed machete hit Li Lao Guangzi's head with the first blow. Li Lao Guangzhi couldn't dodge and raised his left hand, but Liu Haizhu slashed him on the arm. Then Liu Haizhu struck him on the arm again.
It was a knife. This knife struck the back of Mr. Li Guangzi who turned around and ran back.
A broad-backed machete is different from light weapons such as watermelon knives and kitchen knives, which can kill people.
"Fuck stop it! Whoever moves again, I'll kill anyone." San Biangua also arrived, holding a five-shot shotgun in his hand.
This thing is much more powerful than a sand sprayer
No one moves anymore
Ergou heard that since the advent of the atomic bomb, there have been a lot fewer large-scale wars in the world. It seems that the atomic bomb, the number one murder weapon, is the real bodhisattva who saves the world.
The five consecutive rounds in San Biangua’s hands are the atomic bombs
Three flat melons are not Fei Si. He doesn't dare to shoot rashly. He just wants to scare the opponent.
Liu Haizhu saw Zhao Hongbing lying on the ground
"Send Hongbing and Xiaoji to the hospital quickly!" Liu Haizhu shouted, "Get out of here quickly!" Seeing the seriously injured Zhao Hongbing, Liu Haizhu was not in the mood to fight with Mr. Li again.
Little Beijing stopped a taxi and got into the car with Zhao Hongbing in his arms.
A few months later, Xiao Beijing and Zhao Hongbing had a conversation
"Actually, he was still conscious the moment you hugged me and got into the car. I clearly saw that the taxi was a Blue Bird, but I have no idea what happened after that." Zhao Hongbing said, "After getting in the car, the taxi
The songs played on the recorder inside were "Fifteenth Moon" and "Blood-stained Style". The driver wanted to turn off the radio, but I didn't let him turn it off." Little Beijing said, "Why didn't you let him turn it off?"
"I think you won't die if you hear such songs, because although you have lost consciousness, listening to these two songs will remind you of the time when the recorder sang on the Laoshan Frontline that our blood is on the flag of the Republic.
When you are dyed in style, I say to you: Red soldier, remember, the squad leader asked us to live well."
"But that day, my blood was no longer shed for the Republic," Zhao Hongbing said quietly. Little Beijing didn't reply and took a deep drag on the cigarette.
According to Li Si who was in the same car that day, on the way to take Zhao Hongbing to the hospital, it was the only time he saw Little Beijing crying, and the crying looked ugly. Although Little Beijing could not hold back a single cry, his tears and runny nose were full of tears.
Little Beijing was trembling with blood and didn't know how to wipe it.
Maybe, little Beijing, this cynical and iron-clad man, thought that another comrade-in-arms was going to die next to him.