The sudden sound of gunfire caught everyone's nerves for a moment, and the government soldiers stopped their robbery. However, they did not rush out immediately, but went to the door to observe outside.
Owen took the flower-shirted man and Sima to hide under a window, and also peeked out through the gap beside the window.
On the street outside, several pickup trucks suddenly turned out of a corner. The pickup trucks braked suddenly, and many people with weapons jumped out. These people were dressed in different clothes. The only thing they had in common was that they all wore helmets on their faces or necks.
Wearing a red scarf.
The Red Turban Army, also known as the Rwandan Patriotic Front, these people usually use red scarves to identify themselves.
Explosive gunshots rang out outside, and the streets were already in chaos. People were screaming and running away. No one cared about hurting innocent people. Both the government troops and the Red Scarf Army were running rampant on the streets.
There were fierce exchanges of fire, bullets flying randomly on the streets, and innocent people were often hit.
"What the hell, these grandsons keep beating them every day..."
A national curse came from behind.
The fighting outside was divided within a short period of time. The sudden appearance of the Red Turban Army was so fierce that the suppressed government forces could not hold their heads up.
Bullets were flying in the air, and the glass in the supermarket also made a snapping sound. It was shattered by the bullet fired by someone unknown, and glass shards fell on Owen's face.
Every store closed its doors urgently, fearing that the Red Scarf Army would break in, but it backfired. The less they thought about it, the more the Red Scarf Army did. Owen saw that the Red Scarf Army was already kicking down the door and searching the stores one by one.
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Da da da~~
Several Red Turban soldiers broke into a store, and violent gunfire rang out immediately. It was not clear whether they were massacring civilians or whether there were government soldiers hiding inside.
Ah~~
This scene was so frightening that Sima screamed and ran out in panic.
Owen and Mr. Flower Shirt had no time to stop Sima and ran away from them, screaming in surprise.
“*%￥%&*……”
Several government soldiers saw this and shouted hurriedly, as if they were afraid that Sima would attract the Red Turban Army.
Seeing that yelling and scolding was of no use, the government soldiers simply raised their guns and prepared to kill Sima.
"Your uncle's..."
After cursing, the man in the colorful shirt rushed out and rushed towards a soldier. Owen didn't want to care about it at first, but he was a Chinese in his last life and couldn't just watch his compatriots being attacked.
Bang bang~ bang bang bang~
Owen pulled out his pistol from the holster on his leg and fired a series of bullets, killing the two government soldiers who posed the greatest threat to them.
When other government soldiers saw Irving shooting, they immediately fired back. Irving was also approaching quickly when he fired. He was now at a disadvantage because he only brought a pistol when he came in, and he put the rifle in the car. At this time, he suddenly
The pistol was completely at a disadvantage in terms of firepower against the several AKs on the opposite side, so his only way out was close combat.
Bang bang bang bang bang~
Owen emptied the entire magazine in one breath and managed to get close to the government soldiers.
The old man in the flowered shirt has already become entangled with a government soldier. Despite his age, he is extremely fierce. He can insert eyes, choke, pick out the crotch, and step on his feet. He fights with the government soldier.
They were evenly matched, and for a while no one could do anything to the other.
Irving managed to get close, and when the opponent was about to shoot, he grabbed the opponent's gun barrel and pointed it upwards, and all the bullets shot into the sky. The guy next to him wanted to come up to help, but Irving pointed the empty Glock at him.
He stabbed his throat hard, causing the man to retreat in pain. Only then did Owen have the time to deal with the guy in front of him.
Feeling the burning pain coming from his hand, Owen tripped and knocked down the guy in front of him. He stepped on the burning AK with one foot and finally freed his left hand that was burned by the gun barrel.
Take out the magazine, load the bullet, empty the magazine and return to the idle position...
After two shots, the head of the underground guy turned into a bloody gourd, and the AK under his feet finally stopped roaring. He turned around and killed the unlucky guy whose throat was stabbed by Owen. Owen moved the muzzle to another place.
On the ground, the old man in the flowered shirt and the soldier finally decided the winner. Although the old man was fierce, he was old and weak after all. He gradually lost strength and was pinned down by the government soldiers. AK got stuck.
His neck and entire face turned purple.
Owen walked over and put his pistol on the soldier's head. He just realized it when two gunshots rang out and the body fell limply to the ground.
Blood splashed on the face of the old man in the floral shirt. The old man in the floral shirt unconsciously wiped it, and his face looked even more terrifying. He took a few deep breaths, and then finally recovered, took Owen's pistol and pointed it at the man on the ground.
The corpse fired a few more shots as if to vent its anger.
"Made, grandson, remember, your uncle will always be your uncle..."
The man in the flower shirt fired and cursed incomprehensibly. Owen picked up the ak on the ground.
As soon as I picked up the ak, the supermarket door was pushed open and two Red Turban Army soldiers rushed in.
Owen fired decisively, and there was no time to explain at this time. Moreover, even if he killed a government soldier, the other party would not necessarily think that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and would probably rather kill the wrong one than let it go.
AK's unique gunshots rang out, and just as the two people who entered the door were about to react, they were shot one after another and fell to the ground softly.
Almost at the same time, someone rushed in from the back door. Owen turned the gun again, and the bullets fired across the shelves in two bursts.
Although he couldn't see the appearance of the enemy, he could roughly judge their location. As for the shelves in the middle, those things couldn't stop 7.62mm bullets at all.
Several people who came in were knocked down one after another, and Owen had almost finished dealing with the enemies at the back door when someone rushed in from the front door again.
The people who came in this time rushed very quickly. They were already very close to the front door, and they rushed to Irving almost instantly.
Owen didn't even have time to think. He subconsciously flicked the muzzle of the opponent's gun away, and then shot the opponent twice in the chest. The person who came in was finally exposed, revealing the guy behind.
Owen fired again, but the broken gun was out of bullets.
Fortunately, at this time, the man in the floral shirt behind him fired, and the crackling sound of the pistol sounded behind him. Although his shooting skills cannot be complimented, he fired several shots. The guy in front of him was still fine, and there was not even a single wound on his body.
, but it also attracted the guy's attention just right.
Owen, who was the most capable of hitting, was out of bullets. The Red Turban Army soldier naturally moved the muzzle of his gun towards the man in the flowered shirt who posed the greatest threat to him. Owen took the opportunity to step forward, swung the butt of his gun horizontally, and knocked the guy to the ground.
Pick up his gun.
Changing the gun again, no one came in from the front or back door. Owen took two steps back cautiously and said at the same time: "How are you doing?"
"I...I'm fine...Sima, Sima, how are you?"
The old man in the flower shirt is a bit worried. His shooting skills will seriously affect his ability to brag in the future.
Owen saw that the man in the flowered shirt was holding the black woman named Sima, who looked pretty good and was considered one of the prettier black people. Considering the man in the flowered shirt's behavior just now, he probably guessed the relationship between the two.
"Follow me..."
Now is not the time to be in love with each other. There is still a large group of red scarf troops and government troops fighting outside. It's just that because of the fierce fighting, no one pays attention to them for the time being.