The soldiers in the first row knelt neatly on the ground with their right knees, leaving a gap of less than half a meter between them. The second echelon rushed out along the gap and stopped abruptly.
"I'm going to fuck you, why are you looking at me!! Run quickly!" The young man leading the team cursed, turned around and ran away.
"shooting!!!"
The young officer shouted.
"Da da da......!"
Countless guns roared, and training bombs like a rainstorm were thrown at the crowd. Zhang Weidong suddenly became stupid. As soon as the gunshots were fired, the team was completely in chaos, and they started running around with their mouths open like headless flies!!
"**, what a fucking tutu!!"
"Brother...I've been shot!" A young man, holding a pickaxe handle, raised his hand suddenly and shouted in horror.
"Boom!"
"Go, damn... stay away from me, don't block the way!!" The man who was called Big Brother raised his leg and kicked him, cursed, and continued running.
There was a lot of noise in the crowd. The light was very weak on the pitch-black dirt road. Everyone was holding long weapons. The situation was chaotic and it was easy to cause accidental injuries. If you ran too hard with the knife, you might get stabbed by someone in front of you. Throw it away.
There are many cases of people hitting their accomplices on the head with a pickaxe, causing concussions.
"Bang bang bang!......!"
There were three crisp sounds in a row, as if a bullet had exploded in the head. The head of the young man leading the team was like a helmet on his mother's head, and three bullets were visible to the naked eye!!
"Big brother... what kind of job are you doing... Damn it... the bullets can fly... all of Gautama Buddha
My head! Please tell me how to fix it...!" The young man running next to him was so frightened that he cried and asked as if he had seen a ghost.
"....Don't fucking talk nonsense! The thing that hit my head must have been a mosquito. I ran too fast and killed many mosquitoes in this moment!"
My head and calves were trembling, and I said something without any logic.
"Don't run!! The guns on the other side are loaded with rubber bullets and can't kill anyone!!" Zhang Weidong squatted on the ground and shouted while holding his head.
"You look like a fucking idiot! Why do you have to act like a fool and get beaten here when you can run away? What the hell, doesn't it hurt when I hit you with a rubber bullet??"
"You're right!" Zhang Weidong reacted and started running happily.
"Groups 1 to 5, move forward!!" The young officer bared his teeth and shouted with a microphone, and then said to the driver: "Come on, give me a whole cigarette, this battle is so damn enjoyable!!
"
"Tap tap tap...!"
Five groups of twenty people quickly broke away from the team, formed five square teams, and rushed into the gangster camp.
"Boom!!"
With a muffled sound, a soldier raised the butt of his gun high, pointed it at a gangster's cheek, and turned it very quickly. The gangster didn't pause at all, and fell straight on his back. The bullet was fake, but it was not a gun.
Really, the butt of the gun is made of pure steel. Not to mention the jaw, even if you hit the marble, there will be a crater, so just this one blow, the gangster's jaw immediately broke.
"Brother, I surrender, don't kick me in the face, okay??" A gangster immediately threw away the machete in his hand, squatted on the ground, raised his head and blinked his watery eyes and asked.
"Boom!"
The soldier didn't reply at all. He kicked him in the face, kicked him twice in the ribs, and rolled his eyes.
"**, you still dare to make gestures??" A soldier held a gun and looked at the tiger Zhang Weidong in disbelief and asked.
"What?? Don't hit me, I have a heart disease!!"
"You have a dick!!" The soldier held a gun in his left hand, pointed at Zhang Weidong's face, and punched him suddenly.
"Tap tap...!"
Zhang Weidong shrank his neck, suddenly took a step back, and covered his face with a brick!!!
"Peng!!"
The soldier punched directly on the brick, and after a slight pause, the brick shattered from the middle. The soldier's hands were not shaking, and he grabbed Zhang Weidong's neck with a loud sound. Zhang Weidong was dumbfounded and hesitated.
Said: "...Iron Sand Fist...is that right?"
The soldier didn't reply at all. He bent his right leg and pressed an electric cannon against Zhang Weidong's lower abdomen. He raised the handle of his left pistol and hit Zhang Weidong's head horizontally. He moved half a meter sideways and lay on the ground, rolling his eyes.
, chirp, chirp, spit out two mouthfuls of white foam.
"Fuck you, uncle, squat down!!!"
"Hold your head!!"
"Still moving!!"
"Puff!"
These soldiers are really not used to it, and their attacks are really dark. They use steel-plated military hook boots and iron fists to slash at the ribs, thighs, and back. After this, the gangsters are still not there.
Those who dared to fight back and were a little bit stinging were directly pressed on the head and held on fire from four to five meters away. The rubber bullets directly hit the head.
In less than five minutes, all the gangsters gathered in a pile and were surrounded by soldiers.
"Whoosh!"
Two military-green jeeps with military division license plates drove over and stopped slowly. Brother Hou walked down with the others, hands behind their backs.
"Snapped!"
The young officer stood at attention, saluted with dignity, and said forcefully: "Report to the battalion commander, our third company, second platoon, with thirty-three members, has completed the combat mission, and the battle losses have been incurred.
More than 450 training bombs were fired, and there were no casualties. Please give instructions!"
"Well done, no instructions, just collect weapons and equipment!" The middle-aged man nodded with a smile.
"Yes!" the young officer replied and asked again: "How to deal with these people?"
"Gathering people, armed with controlled knives, around the training ground. This is a big deal! Inform the police in the jurisdiction and come and pick them up!" The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, and then he didn't look at Zhang Weidong, who was staring at him dumbfounded.
Get in the car and take people away.
"...Boom!!" Zhouzhou couldn't hold back his anger. He suddenly jumped up, kicked Zhang Weidong in the thigh, and cursed like crazy: "You're so stupid, why don't you stop?
??You can reach 90,000 miles without helping the cloud??I really fucking admire you!! Can you be more awesome??Not tomorrow, I think you can beat the Shenyang government!!!"
"Zhou Zhou... didn't say anything about working with the army when he came here. How do you calculate the money??" The young man leading the team squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, raised his head and blinked, and asked in a low voice.
"I'm going to fuck you up, you've already done this, it doesn't matter! Go to jail!" Zhou Zhou shouted loudly, then slapped her away roughly.
.......
Forty minutes later, the district branch drove three police cars and came to collect the person.
"Who is the leader?" the person from the branch asked.
"Him!" Everyone pointed directly at Zhang Weidong.
"Brother, you are the first to do this since the founding of the People's Republic of China, awesome!!" The people from the branch gave a thumbs up, nodded repeatedly, and said in admiration.