Chapter 679

"Bang! Bang! Bang Seeing that one of his men had been beaten down by the crazy crowd, Inoue Kuan calmed down and fired three shots into the sky. He knew that in the face of these crazy prisoners, if he could not immediately suppress the scene, even if he had pistols and daggers, even if he could shoot a few shots and kill a few people in this narrow and closed space, he would be torn to pieces and trampled into flesh by more crazy hands and feet.

Taking advantage of the short silence after the roar of the crowd was suppressed by the gunfire, Inoue raised his voice and yelled in awkward Chinese: "you are criminals. The Chinese government has locked you up. The Chinese government is your enemy. You don't have to die for your enemy! We are also the enemy of the Chinese government, so we are friends with you! You go back, we won't hurt any of you! "

Of course, no one will listen to the old devil's lies, but the black muzzle has real deterrent power. None of these 300 angry prisoners didn't want to tear the Japanese devils into pieces and trample them into meat mud, and none of them didn't understand that as long as someone took the lead to rush in front of them, the Japanese devils couldn't shoot a few small pistols at all, and the end result was that they were torn into pieces and trampled into meat mud.

However, no one dares to rush to the front and give up his life.

The crowd stagnated, and the faces of many prisoners showed hesitation and timidity.

"My friend, your mother's leg! When did we Chinese make friends with you Japanese devils? " In a sense of timidity, there were still some people who were dissatisfied and yelled in the crowd.

"Bang!" Inoue wide followed the voice to find out the prisoner who didn't accept, raised his hand and shot him down. As an intelligence elite with double master's degrees and an outstanding "intelligence flower" in the Japanese intelligence community, Inoue Hiroshi is well versed in the group psychology of the current situation. For those who are slightly dissatisfied with the resistance and dare to come forward, he must immediately impose severe sanctions. Otherwise, once it has played a leading role, the whole situation will immediately get out of control.

This time, the fear of the crowd is more obvious, some people began to slowly back.

Most people are afraid of being shot, almost all people are afraid of death, but there will always be people who are not afraid of anything.

Yang Xiaobao picked up the baton that had fallen to the ground when he was attacked, dragged a wounded leg, and ran straight to him in the face of Inoue Hiro's smoking muzzle - even if there were thousands of troops, swords and guns, I would not advise him!

He yelled: "brothers, don't counselle! Follow me

"Bang!" Another shot. Inoue Hiro was a little flustered. The right hand of the gun trembled. He was always accurate. Facing Yang Xiaobao, who was only ten feet in front of him, he missed a little. The bullet penetrated Yang Xiaobao's left shoulder blade.

A cloud of blood splashed out from Yang Xiaobao's shoulder and burst into many blood spots. It hit several people nearby in the face and hit nearly 300 prisoners at the scene in the heart.

Yang Xiaobao shakes for a while, still dragging his injured leg forward bravely, with his only uninjured right hand holding a baton, he smashes it at the head of the wide head of the well.

"Do it with them!"

"Even if you die, you have to fight with them!"

Yang Xiaobao's bravery ignited the courage and blood of the crowd, everyone's chest was burning with flames, every voice was roaring, every fist had been pinched tightly, every face was angry and unyielding, and every heart had been boiling with blood!

Inoue Hiro stepped back to avoid Yang Xiaobao's baton, pulled the trigger at him several times, but only heard the empty sound of the firing pin - he had fired several shots, and the continuous tension led him to make a mistake, forgetting the number of shots he had fired and failing to change his magazine in time.

He won't have another chance to change his magazine. Yang Xiaobao's baton fell down.

All his subordinates will not have the chance to change their magazines any more. The black crowd surged like an invincible tide, quickly inundating all the elite members in black.

In the roar and cry of the earthquake, there were several gunshots. Finally, the team members in black could not ignore Inoue Hiro's order. In the extreme panic and fear, they fired several shots and hit several people, but that could not change much. Once the group's madness and anger are launched, it's like the shark group can't stop when they see blood.

This kind of complete madness and anger has a strong infectious power. Even Dr. Su, who has just been rescued by the prisoners from the hands of the members in black, joined the siege team as soon as he got out of danger. Yang Xiaobao saw from a distance that Dr. Su, who had never touched anyone in his life, was stamping the cheek of a man in black.

Hovering over the patio of D prison area, the No.1 helicopter waiting to pick up witnessed the crazy chaos below, but there was nothing to do but fire a warning. The patio of the prison area is very narrow, and the shooting angle is very small. Even if the helicopter fires, it can't hit a few people, let alone distinguish the enemy from the enemy, which is likely to lead to accidental injury.

At this time, the No.2 helicopter, which was responsible for luring the enemy in the periphery to delay the reinforcement of the armed helicopters of the Chinese military, unexpectedly interrupted the call communication. Listening to the violent explosion coming from the phone, the pilot of helicopter No.1 knew that he had to evacuate immediately. This was the end of the matter, and the defeat was settled. There was no point in firing more shots to kill a few Chinese.

The pilot controlled the helicopter and began to climb. Just as the rope ladder on the right side also swept to the railing of the upper cell on the second floor. Several prisoners jumped over the railing and dashed up the end of the ladder.

After all, not all the prisoners just enjoy the violent carnival that Yang Xiaobao brought them. Some people also watch this opportunity and fantasize about escaping from prison by rubbing a Japanese helicopter.

The force on the left and right sides of the helicopter is uneven due to the sudden overload of the rope ladder, which seriously damages the balance. The helicopter tilted to the right and fell down rapidly. The propeller hit the railing on the second floor of prison area D. it immediately broke off and flew out, overturning several people who wanted to climb the helicopter to escape.

With a "boom", the helicopter's front cabin belly landed first and crashed into the courtyard of the prison area. The tail of the helicopter, with a posture of pouting high as if it had been pushed over, tilted up to the top of the second floor.

A more than one meter spiral pulp fragment flew over and cut on Yang Xiaobao's back, which made him stagger forward. Just as he was dizzy and his eyes were full of stars, Yang Xiaobao felt hot and humid blood gushing out of his back neck fossa. He was so drenched that he was startled that he thought his back neck had been cut in half and he was dead.

He reached back and touched a head with half a neck, but it was not his own.

Yang Xiaobao remembered that he seemed to have a meat shield tied on his back, so he found a dagger to cut off the Japanese military's special belt, put down the miserable dead man, bowed his hand to him, and said with a smile: "thank you, brother. Today you have saved me more than once, and I have no time to ask your name..."

With a "boom", the helicopter's front cabin belly landed first and crashed into the courtyard of the prison area. The tail of the helicopter, with a posture of pouting high as if it had been pushed over, tilted up to the top of the second floor. The leaked fuel soon caused a fire, and the helicopter became a huge fireball. The prisoners were not afraid. They yelled around the helicopter like a campfire party

Yang Xiaobao was still thinking about his task. He took a lot of effort to drag Inoue Hiroshi out of the frenzied crowd. He took a few steps to drag the man to the next wall for a while. This is a big fish. It has to be steamed and boiled alive. It's no fun when it's dead. As for the other small fish, let's leave them to the hundreds of bareheaded brothers for a carnival. If they want to step on their feet to make caviar, or more importantly, press them on the wall and line up to burst the back door, that's what they want.

There is no place to sit in the courtyard of the prison area. The moribund Inoue is used as a stool. Yang Xiaobao sits on his back for a few breaths. His first feeling is not the pain on his head, legs and shoulders, but tiredness. It's really tiring.

When he was tired, he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but Qi Jianlin, the bastard, said to go to the head of the detention center to get a good cigarette, but he still hasn't got it. Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao was so upset that he had to pick up half of his previous cigarette butt, light a fire and take a hard breath.

There was a walkie talkie next to the butt of the cigarette. There was a voice coming out of it. It was Qi Jianlin's. Before rushing out of the dark, Yang Xiaobao took the walkie talkie off his shoulder and threw it to the ground, but it didn't break. Qi Jianlin was also shouting at the walkie talkie from time to time when he was blocked by the isolation door.

"Lao Qi, you said I went to get the cigarettes. How come I haven't got them yet? I can only pick up my ass! " Yang Xiaobao took a hard puff on the butt of the cigarette and spit out the slot impolitely.

"Xiaobao, you're OK. You're still alive!" Qi Jianlin's voice was both excited and excited. He was so surprised that he was about to cry, "I knew you were OK! I knew that no matter how difficult it was, you could handle it! Is Dr. Su OK? "

Yang Xiaobao raised his head, took a look at the doctor Su who was still there, kicking them one by one. He said with a smile, "he's more alive than you. He's getting revenge!"

Qi Jianlin asked again: "where is Inoue Shangkuan? Where are his men?"

Yang Xiaobao was impatient and yelled at the walkie talkie: "the old devil is stepping on my feet! Keep asking your sister, please send me some cigarettes! Good cigarettes, one case, good wine, ten cases! If the isolation door can't be opened, let the helicopter air drop in first! Give me less, and I'll break the old devil's neck with one foot. "

The local garrison reinforcement helicopter arrived soon, but instead of lowering the reinforcement force, it flew back under Qi Jianlin's emergency call to reload cigarettes and wine. Twenty minutes later, the emergency transferred good cigarettes and wine were loaded onto the helicopter and hoisted down with ropes according to Yang Xiaobao's instructions. Qi Jianlin also kindly arranged to deliver boxes of wine, snacks and roast meat, which were urgently swept from nearby shops and stores.

Looking at the gifts, the prisoners cheered, which was the most precious thing in the prison.

Yang Xiaobao took the lead in opening a bottle of wine, lifted it up next to the raging fire in the wreckage of the helicopter, and yelled to the crowd: "brothers, have a party!"

As soon as the bottle reached his mouth, before he could drink a mouthful, Yang Xiaobao fell down.

He was too badly hurt.