The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 90: I am too kind
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Chapter 90 I am too kind
The war is about to start.
Half a mile away from the battlefield, there was a thirty-two-story high-rise building. In the huge room on the top floor, many people were sitting at this time.
At this time, Qiao Zhenfang looked at everyone in the room, his face pale.
Looking at the various senior officials working in the public house, Qiao Zhenfang was terrified. It seems that the public house is really going to play it! Even if you don't participate, Beihai's secret road will be destroyed. Fortunately, I cleaned myself and participated.
On the wall opposite the long table, there is a huge electronic screen. At this time, a grid flashes on the screen, showing the scene of the battle between Qiaotou Gang and Beigangshe from different angles.
This is the temporary combat command post.
The command post took only three hours from preparation to deployment, which also included accurate information sources and the deployment of combat personnel. It can be described as super fast!
The screen flashes, and the grids are enlarged one by one.
In the picture, in the low-lying areas in the north and south, there are people from the big society and brothers gang in ambush.
The most conspicuous thing is the armed forces on the east and west sides!
There are dozens of snipers hidden around.
The people of the big society and the brothers' gang have white towels around their necks. This is because they are afraid of hurting themselves during the melee.
The screen is frozen in the central area, here is the scene of the battle.
At the scene of the battle, the third grader and old bazi stood facing each other five meters apart.
Behind the third grader stood there were more than 30 little brothers, all of them in his hands,
The old bus is stronger than the third-year-old. Behind him, there are dozens of younger brothers, and there are guys in his hands.
The two sides are aggressive and murderous.
The war on the road is not without rules. Both groups have luminous bands wrapped around their arms, one is blue and the other is white. This makes it easier to distinguish between opponents, otherwise, who cares about who is who in the melee?
"How to fight?" asked the old man, squinting at the senior.
The old man has a big waist and a round waist. He has a naked skin and dark skin. He has a hairy beard and bulging toad eyes. At this moment, the eyes of the pair of toads shot out a viper-like light. A vivid image of a toad.
The senior in high school is very calm, staring at the old man.
"The firearms are too dynamic to end. According to the rules, everything is fine except for firearms. How?" said the third grader.
"Okay!" The old man turned around and went back.
The third year of high school also returned to the team.
After returning to the team, the old man waved his hand: "Kill!"
Almost at the same time, the third year of high school also killed the word!
Kill!
The two gangs of brothers, holding machetes, steel pipes, and axes, roared and swarmed forward with great momentum.
The **** battle begins.
The blood is drifting.
Tragic!
It can only be described in these two words.
All red eyes are killed!
Shouting to kill is shaking the sky, and howling is also shaking the sky.
In the temporary headquarters, even Fengshen’s eyelids jumped, it was so cruel! This is the secret path?
Wang Meng's face was indifferent.
Qiao Zhenfang also took it lightly.
They are both people who have gone through strong winds and waves, and they have participated in such scenes personally, and more than once, they have forgotten how many such tragic battles they have participated in now, which shows how much they have experienced.
The few officers sitting in the town have never seen such a **** and tragic scene. At this time, their faces are as pale as paper, and their bodies are a little trembling.
Yang Songlin was also very calm at this time.
He has been on the battlefield, and he used daggers in close combat, or used his bare hands to control the enemy. It was also very bloody, but such scenes like slashing big blades and rounding axes are rare. , He has never experienced it. He is also creepy.
Yang Songlin looked at the big blade slashing on people, and he felt pain. It hurts! Happy without bullets!
Qi Fangzheng was also there, and at this time, his face was sweating.
Although he is a law enforcement officer of urban security, he has personally arrested murderous criminals, but this is the first time he has seen such a scene. At this time, he knew that there was such a cruel group of people beside him, and he was still standing on the opposite side of them.
Qi Fangzheng was afraid for a while. Fortunately, he obeyed the command and didn't act on these secret gangs without authorization. Otherwise, it is estimated that apart from the military and military, the police would have given it for nothing!
At this time, he understood why the Beihai secret gang had not been activated by the above. These fierce and wicked men who feared death, plus the guys in their hands, were enough to drink a pot. It is impossible to fight the undead.
"Early matched! It's too cruel, I can't stand it anymore." Wang Meng said with a grin suddenly. However, he said so, but his eyes were burning with excitement.
"Wipe! The eyeballs are so big if you can't stand it? Your kid has a fart, don't hurt your heart!" Fengshen glared at Wang Meng and said. What kind of virtue does Wang Meng still know? Wang Meng's scourge does not belong to the city at all, this kind of goods is suitable for staying in the deep mountains and old forests. If you throw this stuff into the old forest deep in the mountains, it will probably not be long before the tiger is his little brother, the lion is his means of transportation, and he is the king of the forest!
"Put a firearm? It can be faster and people will suffer less! Oh! My heart is too soft and kind!" Wang Meng said with a shake of his head.
Everyone understood what Wang Meng meant, but they all smiled bitterly. Just you, is this kind? You are speeding up their death!
Fengshen nodded: "I am also a kind person. Recently, I have believed in Buddhism."
Wang Meng almost fell on the ground: "I'm Yu, if you believe in Buddhism? You can make the Buddha angry."
"Hehe!" Fengshen Le, picked up the microphone and gave the order: "Set off two firearms and greet the old man!"
Fengshen was the commander-in-chief. After the order was given, the firearms rang twice, and the two firearms hands beside him suddenly fell to the ground and died.
Here shouting to kill the sky, no one knew where the firearm sound came from. But it's a fact that the people around the old bazi are dead. Of course the old man would think that this was done by a senior in high school, but who else could there be?
"The third year of high school? You and he broke the rules?" The old man's cursing was drowned by the sound of screaming and killing, and it was impossible for the third year of high school to hear.
The third year of high school actually dare to start stealthily? The old man was angrily and waved his hand: "Fire them to death!"
Da da da...
Boom, boom, boom...
The old man opened fire first.
The burning bullets brightened the night sky and shot across the sky at the third grader.
The third year of high school was thrown down.
At this time, the third year of high school hasn't understood what's going on, why did the other party open fire?
The senior year in high school couldn't sit still, cursing the old man for being unethical, waved his hand, and his firearms shot back.
The two sides are separated by the melee crowd and cannot fight directly face-to-face, so they can only shoot at the opponents in the chaotic battlefield. Fortunately, the colors of the luminous bands are different, which makes it easy to distinguish. However, their firearms are not professional shooters, and the warriors are on the move. It is inevitable to accidentally injure their own people. If you kill ten of the opponent, you will also be killed three or four, wounding the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred.
"Stop shooting!" The old man couldn't bear it at first, and with a wave of his hand, the hand with the firearm went around from the side of the bridge to the back of the bridge.
As soon as the sound of the firearm stopped on the old man's face, the senior year of high school became alert.
"Hidden!" The third grader ordered.
The firearms in the third year of high school all need to find shelters, some hiding behind the stones, some simply lying on the sand, one by one very vigilant.
The old bus ran up with a cat on his waist. As soon as he approached, he was spotted by the seniors.
Slap!
The third grader of high school took the lead in hitting it with a firearm. The firearm method was quite accurate, and he fell down an old man's firearm.
But it was not killed, it was hit on the leg of the firearms hand,
The gunman screamed.
The younger brothers around the third year of high school also opened fire.
Old Bazi and others were suppressed in the distance.
You come and me on both sides, the bullets crossed, and there were casualties.
The senior in high school has an impatient personality. Seeing that the two sides are in a deadlock, he roars: "Quick!"
The kid carrying the quiver immediately reloaded, aimed and shot.
Boom!
A loud noise!
The bullet flew out, killing and wounding four or five people, but the quiver also exploded.
The shooter was killed on the spot, one died and three were injured.
"Wipe, the black goods are the **** stuff!" In the headquarters, Wang Meng's eyelids jumped and his face was a little pale. He swears that he must let Erfeizi throw the quiver when he returns! Once the brothers used the quiver, Xiaowu would definitely have to control the bazooka by himself, and that would be the end.
The other people in the command post also had their faces changed.
Qiao Zhenfang was in a cold sweat, and the big society also has a quiver in his hands...
At the scene of the battle, the third grader's face turned pale. Fortunately, he was far away from the little brother shooter, otherwise, he would be injured either.
"Machine firearm!" shouted the high school senior. After shouting, his body was shivering. He was afraid that the machine firearm would explode.
Da da da...
The machine firearm spouted out the tongue of fire and didn't explode the hall, but it suddenly got stuck.
The senior year of high school is depressed and broke, and it is not good to go to school!
At this time, the old man was covered in sand by the arrow bombs and almost killed.
The old man is a brutal generation, and at this time, his eyes are red.
"Chong!" The old man waved his hand and rushed forward. The old bazi's men are also desperadoes, and the little brother beside him, holding the assault firearm to clear the way for the old bazi.
The others didn't say a word, shooting and rushing forward.
Beside the old bus, there are actually two younger brothers who are good at tactical movements and have a strong skill.
The old bus is also strong and vigorous, and his movements are like wind. After a few consecutive tactical movements, he sprints more than ten meters, fluent and beautiful.
"This kid has been a mercenary? So are his two men." Wang Meng saw through.
Although the old Bazi and his two men use tactical moves, they are not the same as the regular standard tactical moves. They are just like licensed and parallel imports. They look alike, but it’s not at all that’s the case. But for ordinary people, it’s also Absolutely superior.
"The third year of high school lost!" Fengshen said.
The old man knows martial arts, and no one can stop it. As long as they are close, the third-year-old will lose.
"The third year of high school will be left behind." Wang Meng said.
Fengshen did not speak, and he also felt that it was impossible for a senior in high school to be defeated like this.