Two oil tankers, ten mining trucks and more than 30 off-road vehicles drove into the market. Although they suffered heavy losses, no one was sad. In the end of life, death was always around the survivors. Living one more day meant they would earn one more day. Naturally, no one had extra feelings. Living well was really good. As long as there were materials and women, they had motivation.
When the motorcade approaches the market, a long solitary smoke connects the sky with the ground. The motorcade stops at the same time, and Zhang Xiaoqiang meets Zhao Jun.
"There's an accident in the camp. I'm sure it's the golden wolf flag. Everything is a trap. The news is that the golden wolf flag was released in order to take us out and eat us. At the same time, the camp lacks armed forces, so it's easier for them to attack..."
Zhou Jie analyzes the cause and effect of the incident in one breath. Zhao Jun and Gao Qiming obviously agree with the analysis and frown together.
"What to do? It seems that they have got it. Where should we go? "
Gao Qilong is a little anxious. The market is the only place where his team can stay, which is equivalent to their home. When home is gone, he is at a loss.
"What? People have overturned our old nest. If we fight back, even if we die, we will stand and die. "
When Zhao Jun says this, he stares at the other two people. Zhao Jun is used to taking the initiative to attack. Just now, he also took the initiative to charge. Together with Zhang Xiaoqiang, he annihilated hundreds of the best armed people in the shortest time. From his fighting style, we can see that he is a man who dares to fight, dare to rush, and has no fear. At the same time, it also shows his recklessness.
"It's no use talking about it here. Let's go and have a look first. The brigade will stay here, pay attention to the guard, and take 30 people to have a look. If the troops are small, we'll fight from the back. If the troops are large, we'll follow them and find opportunities to fight."
Zhang Xiaoqiang is hairy, the account of meow's injury has not been calculated, and even the place where meow's cultivation is destroyed. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to leave it alone, and doesn't bite a few pieces of meat from the golden wolf flag. Zhang Xiaoqiang is in a panic. How can he say that he is the Xiaoxiong who killed millions of zombies, but today he is being bullied by dogs?
"Well, let's do it. You can save our lives. What do you say and what do we do? If anyone is falling behind, I'll be Zhao Jun's first to deal with him." Zhao Jun pulled open his collar and rolled up his sleeves. Instead of being a soldier, he was a gangster.
"All right, let's see." Gao Qilong is obviously not paying attention. What Zhang Xiaoqiang said is that he neither agrees nor opposes, which is quite moderate.
"As I said, we owe you ten lives. As long as we can kill a few more bastards, we will pay you back."
Zhou Jie's reply was extremely straightforward. Although there were only more than 40 people left in the team, most of them were the main force. They won the battle again yesterday. The brothers below could play a hundred and twenty combat power and never had a chance.
Twelve horses and four off-road vehicles rush to the gathering place. Zhang Xiaoqiang sits on the off-road vehicle and fiddles with his qjy88 5.8mm universal machine gun. This universal machine gun is his first contact. It is very similar to the cf06 7.62mm universal machine gun he used before. They are both light and heavy machine guns, but the caliber of ammunition is different. One is 87 5.8mm machine gun ammunition, One is 7.62mm NATO standard.
Except that the gun rack weighs only more than 10 jin, and the bullet chain weighs only more than 20 jin. This weight is nothing to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and it can be used as a light machine gun. For the user, the bullet chain of 200 rounds is much more reliable than the bullet clip of 45 rounds. In other people's hands, it's just a common suppression weapon, and in his hands, it's a life harvester.
When they got to the back of a hill, Zhang Xiaoqiang first went up and looked at the market. Two kilometers away, the market area was in chaos. Dozens of tents were on fire, most of them were corpses. There were hundreds of them at the gate, all of them were men with their heads cut off.
The more they go in, the more corpses there are. The corpses on the street are stacked one by one, and all the roads are covered. All the stalls are destroyed, whether they are Han people or other famous ethnic groups, including Mongolians. Chen Hengjian arrives at the red light district where Zhang Xiaoqiang has been.
It was the most chaotic place. Women were struggling on the naked men, most of whom were stained with blood. The sound of gunfire was the main theme of the market. As the most heavily guarded weapons trading area, it had not been captured. It was indistinct that people were gathering behind the steel works. In front of the works, hundreds of men were shooting behind various obstacles, More than a dozen bodies piled up on the road in front of them.
"There is also resistance. The weapon area has not been taken down yet. Some of them have no discipline. Some of them are attacking, and some of them are playing with women. It's probably the troops of a battalion. There are more than 30 people at the gate, more than 50 horsemen at the periphery, more than 100 people in the red light area, about 200 people in the weapon area, and the rest are all in *..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang looks far away. Through the telescope, he finds out all the troops of these people. Zhang Xiaoqiang's words make Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie look ugly. There are only more than 30 of them, but there are more than 400 of them. How can we fight this battle?After looking at it several times, Zhang Xiaoqiang made sure he didn't miss it, so he took back his telescope. Looking back, he saw the ugly faces of the two people behind him. Although Zhao Jun said he wasn't afraid, the ten fold military disparity made him beat a drum in his heart.
Zhou Jie carefully calculated all the details, and finally found that their chance of winning was basically zero, even if Zhang Xiaoqiang broke out in the construction company side of the fighting level is the same.
"First, we clean up the troops outside, rush in and divide them into two groups to encircle and suppress the wolf flag soldiers in the red light area and the market area, and then attack the guards in the weapon area back and forth to annihilate them at one stroke."
Zhang Xiaoqiang has a serious face, and the two of them talk about his plan as if they have tens of millions of troops in their hands. When Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie think of a 30 person team fighting 80 people, they have to fight in two ways. At the same time, they feel the egg ache. Zhou Jie once sold his mouth and said that he would give his life back to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, but died and pulled him down.
"OK, that's it."
Zhao Jun looks at Zhou Jie in surprise. For Zhou Jie, Zhao Jun and Gao Qilong always look down on him. A soldier who has even been expelled from the army is a disgrace among the soldiers. However, Zhou Jie's heroism makes him feel inferior. Seeing that Zhou Jie has spoken, Zhao Jun nods to Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he doesn't speak any more.
"Didn't you make some helmets of wolf flag army as spoils? Go to the back and get them."
Four military vehicles and more than ten Knights swaggered to the market. The cross-country vehicles and horses attracted the attention of the wolf flag patrolling outside the camp. With a few whistles, more than 80 people gathered together and rushed to the team. The first cross-country station saw a man wearing a pointed helmet and a burning red robe shooting into the sky with a rifle.
For a moment, the muzzle of the gun on the opposite side hung down, sped up and reported to the team Wu, with all kinds of strange noises in his mouth. It was more like greeting. The two sides approached each other quickly. Just as they approached each other to 100 meters, the first off-road vehicle slammed the steering wheel, turned around and gave way to the off-road vehicle behind him. The machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand was on the front cover of the off-road vehicle.
A corpse fell on the bloody green grass, and they all died, looking up at the sky with their eyes open. A horse fell on the grass, whining, struggling to stand up. With their struggle, blood spurted out from their gun holes, and dyed more grass red