The sudden attack startled the group of black armed men, who collectively fell to the ground and looked around furtively for the attackers.
From a high place, Yu Zhiqian stared at the black militants below. He wore a night vision goggle and fired slowly one shot at a time, specifically targeting the black men who seemed to have better weapons or who looked stronger.
However, these black people were not all targets. After Yu Zhiqian killed five people, he finally found Yu Zhiqian's location. After Yu Zhiqian saw the black people discovering him, he immediately lowered his head from the wall, and then quickly walked along the ladder. After climbing down, at this time, if we shoot again from a high place, it will be the time to test the black man's marksmanship.
After jumping off the wall, Yu Zhiqian immediately ran to a position about thirty meters away from the gate. Just now, he had used some sandbags to build a personal position with two AKs and several magazines. This was the main position. As long as this position can be withstood, no black man can rush in.
After a brief period of chaos, the blacks were once again gathered together. This time, a bald man with a scar on his face named Bowers became the commander. He temporarily commanded the group of blacks and began to attack the factory.
"Open the door for me!" Bowers looked very fierce and had tattoos on his body. Although it was unclear what the tattoos were, it gave people the feeling that this guy was untouchable.
Several armed men immediately ran to the door and pushed hard, but the door did not move at all. After Bowers kicked the door a few times angrily, he found that using brute force was useless. After snorting coldly, he jumped into a car. The Jeep, immediately after shifting into reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator and slammed into the gate.
It had some effect. After the door was knocked, there was an unpleasant sound of metal friction. The door was slightly knocked out, but it was still not knocked open.
Bowers jumped out of the car, took out a large bunch of iron chains from the car, hung them on the wrist-thick door handle on the door, and then hung them on the towing hook at the rear of the car. He got into the car and stepped on the accelerator hard, trying to open the door. I pulled it open, but unfortunately, the door remained motionless.
"Blast him open for me!" Bowers looked at the motionless door, kicked it hard, and then untied the iron chain on the car. The remaining black militants immediately took the prepared RPG. Come out and start filling.
"put!"
Following Powers's order, the rocket flew towards the door of the Carle factory. The rocket and the iron door collided together, making a huge explosion. A large ball of flames spread from the center of the rocket's impact area. Come and form a huge fireworks on the big iron gate.
However, when the fireworks went out, the rocket only blew a palm-sized hole in the door. Other than that, it had no effect. The iron door was still very thick, with two layers of steel plates and a hardwood in the middle.
"Go and see if it exploded!" Powers casually assigned a subordinate and motioned him to go over and have a look. The black militant who was named was very professional, with his waist raised, his gun raised, and he was walking cross-legged. He walked forward little by little, and when Bowers saw it, he kicked him in the butt: "Hurry up, don't waste time!"
The black man rolled around on the ground, then jumped up quickly, patted his clothes, touched his head with some annoyance, trotted to the door, touched with his hands, and found the blasted Hole, shouted: "Head, a hole exploded!"
"How big!"
"A big slap!"
"Damn, look what's in the factory!"
After receiving the order, the black militants immediately pressed their faces against the palm-sized hole in order to see clearly what was going on in the factory. Yu Zhiqian, who was eating peanuts in the factory while waiting for the black men to break in, saw something through his night vision goggles. A green eye appeared on the door.
"Huh? Peeping?" He clapped his hands and put away the peanuts. He had no choice but to eat peanuts for dinner. !
Complaints are complaints, but Yu Zhiqian did not stop moving his hand. He raised the gun, aimed at the hole, and then slowly pulled the trigger.
The black militants looked through the small hole as big as a palm and found that the factory was completely dark and could not see anything at all. It seemed that there was something directly opposite the gate, but it was impossible to see what it was.
When he tried to grow his eyes to see clearly, he saw a flash of gunfire, and then a bullet penetrated through a palm-sized hole, hit his eye, and passed through his skull.
"Bang!"
There was a gunshot, and the black man who was leaning against the door had his head blown off, leaving half of his head, and slowly fell to the ground. After hearing the gunshot, the black men at the door fell down collectively again.
"Blow it up, blow it up for me, bring it!"
When Bowers saw another person being killed, he rushed over and snatched the RPG launching vehicle carrying the RPG men beside him: "Don't be stunned, just blow it up for me. I don't believe you can't blow this up." door!"
"yes!"
The three launch vehicles aimed at the gate at the same time and pulled the triggers almost at the same time. Three rockets directly hit the iron gate, this time making a louder explosion than before.
Yu Zhiqian squatted behind the sandbag. After hearing the explosion, he immediately lay down on the ground. The three rockets were very powerful, and a hole had been blown into the iron door. Although it was not big, the structure had been destroyed. Once again, After being hit, the door was directly blown open, and the lower half of one of the doors was blown away, rolling and landing on the ground not far from Yu Zhiqian.
"Come in and kill everyone!" Bowers shouted, but did not take the lead in rushing forward. After a group of black militants saw the door being blown open, they immediately shouted excitedly and moved toward the door with weapons in hand. Rushed over.
Yu Zhiqian, who was lying on the ground, gently poked his head out and saw the strong man in front of the gate who looked like he had taken aphrodisiac. He saw the naked beauty and moved forward desperately, fearing that he would be overtaken first.
"That person's money is used to help people eliminate disasters. I don't want to kill anyone. You hit my grenade explosion range and bullets yourself!" Yu Zhiqian comforted himself while taking out a grenade and counting the black people. After charging at a high speed, he pulled out the safety and threw it away without waiting.
The grenade drew a graceful arc in the air, and then landed accurately in front of the gate. Then, after rolling mischievously on the ground twice, it landed less than half a meter in front of the gate.
"Go in, kill everyone, and everything you grab belongs to them!" Bowers shouted loudly with a loudspeaker from behind, while his eyes swept over the wall from time to time, fearing that there were still snipers.
While shouting, he moved around erratically, left and right, but not forward. He moved back and forth to prevent himself from being shot in the head like the man in sunglasses just standing there.
After hearing that everything they grabbed was theirs, the group of black people became even more excited. Although South Africa is the most developed country in Africa, the ideas of laziness and getting something for nothing flow in the blood of black people.
Yes, rob once and live for a year, this is the way of life they want.
The two fastest black men almost collided with each other at the entrance of the cave. The cave entrance could accommodate four or five black men rushing in together, but the first four black men who rushed in had not yet had time to appreciate the flowers and plants inside the factory.
, I heard a bang, and then my whole body felt light, as if I was flying, and then I lost any consciousness.
The four black people who entered the door were directly blown to death. Although the grenades could not directly blow these black people into pieces, the bodies of the four people were not intact. Some of the corpses were burning. The explosion ignited the clothes on the corpses, and then burned them.
What little fat there was on the body ignited, illuminating the area around the door.
The grenade explosion and the tragic death of four black men made the black men outside the gate calm down a little and stopped rushing forward. However, the black militants who had received the order to kill their boss before they came did not flinch.
It was definitely impossible to rush in directly. I don’t know what a black man was thinking. After running out for a while, he found a large iron plate from nowhere and blocked it in front of him. Then three more people came running to join him.
They carried the iron plate and blocked it in front of themselves. Then the four people carried the heavy iron plate and moved towards the door step by step, moving little by little.
It was moving very slowly, but the black man felt very safe walking like this. When Yu Zhiqian, who was hiding behind the sandbags, saw the black man's movements, he was stunned for a moment. Are all black men so skinny now? This is the age of firearms.
This is no longer the Iron Age. Yu Zhiqian has a hundred ways to defeat this kind of attack method.
