Chapter 19: The Demons Dance (Part 2)
I put on my familiar camouflage uniform, hung six grenades on my chest, and put a saber and a pistol on my waist. I inspected the arsenal briefly and picked up the largest, most heavy, firepower-strong Thoms rotating heavy machine gun in the arsenal.
The real man of Yun Guo and a group of professional soldiers looked at me in amazement and grabbed three bullet chains and wrapped them around him layer by layer. The 300 heavy machine gun bullets and the bullet chains were more than 50 kilograms. When they were wrapped around, they would jingle and rush to the streets of Tokyo with this piece of equipment. Even Rimbaud would be willing to accept the disadvantage. How could these rookies who have never really been on the battlefield know the importance of carrying more ammunition without supplies?
I once saw a fool playing a harmonica in his backpack when he was on the battlefield. This kid must have watched too many love soap operas and thought it was so romantic and beautiful that it was to play a Kangding love song on the battlefield. As soon as the piano sounded, the enemy's heavy artillery bombarded over. Not only did he and the harmonica were blown into a ball of mud, but he also implicated his nearby brothers.
I grabbed a few more pistol magazines and laughed wildly: "You guys have received so much training and can't even get bullets? This is all fucking money! If ten bullets can kill a target, you can get one more bullet, which is one hundred dollars. Whoever thinks that you have too much money can take it out and ask everyone to help you spend it!"
More than 30 professional soldiers laughed. They were desperately stuffed bullets in their backpacks. A guy holding a sniper rifle was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. He shouted happily: "Report to the sir, I can get a target with only two bullets at most. I am willing to specifically snipe the police force. I have prepared 100 sniper rifle bullets!"
The real man in Yun Guo was pouring out sweat from his head, and he calculated that the sniper killed a target with two bullets. Even if he killed ordinary police officers worth only 5,000 US dollars, he would have to pay him a bonus of 250,000 US dollars!
I attached it to Yun Guo's true man's ear and whispered: "Idiot, will the dead still ask you for bonuses? How many people can come back alive when they exchange fire with the STA troops of the Metropolitan Police Department?"
The real man in Yunguo nodded repeatedly. It was not until I led everyone out of the gate and drove a few commercial cars toward the target that he suddenly realized and cursed in anger: "Fu Yinxue, you bastard!"
Five black cars without any license plates and procedures went straight to Huairou Middle School, rushed to the school gate, and five cars slammed a beautiful tail. I took Toms' rotating heavy machine gun and jumped out of the car first, shouting: "First, the second team rushed in with me, and the third team was responsible for finding the commanding heights to prepare to snipe the police!"
More than 30 professional soldiers responded with a loud response, and under the leadership of the captain, they divided into three teams and quickly turned to Huairou Middle School. It was over three o'clock in the morning, and the electric school gate of Huairou Middle School was closed. I raised the heavy machine gun in my hand and swept it wildly. The bullet as thick as my thumb made a red blood mark in the air. The steel grille on the electric door was splashed everywhere. I kicked the door of Huairou Middle School with the most violent movements.
The light in the communication room was on, and a staff member on duty opened the window sleepyly and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? It's so noisy in the middle of the night..."
When he saw a large number of murderous and fully armed professional soldiers rushed into the campus, he was stunned immediately. I smiled and said, "Sorry, then you can continue to sleep."
Although I really wanted to save bullets, with a single strike, the six-unit barrel on the rotating heavy machine gun turned around a whole circle in the roar of the motor. Six bullets leaked to the duty officer. His head and chest suddenly exploded like they were buried, and red and white things splashed throughout the room.
The soldiers behind me are really fucking rookies. Just when I saw this scene, my bodies all stiffened.
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Chapter completed!