The pickup truck that had just rushed in a hurry, and the stopped pickup truck was only about ten meters away from the nearest bandit who was committing violence, and at such a distance, Jiang Hongrong, who was using a pistol, had no missing bullets, and the sound of "bang, bang" was as fast as a fully automatic weapon shooting!

For fear of accidental injury, I didn't use an assault rifle.

One shot at a time, ignoring the standard Western shooting technique of "two shots in the chest and one shot in the head" commonly used in training, the close shot to the head and the far shot to the torso are all solved with one shot.

The thugs in front of them were either wearing floral shirts or messy single clothes, some of them simply shirtless, and a hollow-pointed parabellum bullet would not have been immediately fatal if it had not hit its vital point.

But almost all the weapons in the hands of these beasts are machetes, axes, and clubs, and it is impossible for them to rush up with machetes despite the severe pain and rapid blood loss as long as they are hit.

The three people in the body who fired first would be condescending, and the assault rifles and light machine guns were constantly firing, so there was little need to worry about accidental injury.

In just a few seconds, the thugs were all blinded!

When they reacted, they found that someone was shooting at them, and the girl who was still alive ran away!

At this time, Jiang Hongrong had already emptied the magazine in his hand, and he hit several times with the brothers in the car body too fast.

Quickly changed the magazine, and roared: "Two assaults, rush forward!"

Knowing that his partner would be behind him, he rushed straight forward, shooting as he ran: a mob ran to the back of the house.

There were also two jumps on the body, and the assault rifle quickly carried it, pulled out the pistol inserted in the holster on the side of the thigh, and rushed forward as well!

At this time, the people in the car behind had also rushed in, first to understand the situation, only to hear the embassy Xiao Wang hiding behind the car and shouting loudly in the local language, after shouting Rwanda, and then shouting French, and finally able to understand English by the time he arrived.

Clerical, already very brave.

"We're here to save you, all lie still!

The situation in the large courtyard was chaotic, and at least thirty or forty thugs who had been killed and could not move were lying down, and Jiang Hongrong's shouts and gunshots could be heard in the earphones.

"The army is quickly rescuing the wounded, Yunhai, Ah Hang, A Lei, and Lao Liu are guarding the gate, and the others are searching the entire orphanage in groups, don't let go of one, and don't leave a mouth alive!"

I don't know if it was the shock of the gunshots, or the shouting of acquaintance Xiao Wang played a role, the children and employees in the orphanage did not scatter and fled, but stayed where they were.

While Qiu Zhengjun, who was also a medics, checked on the badly cut child, two women with red cross emblems on their clothes came up to help.

One of them, a white man, said loudly in English, "Thank you, thank you!"

The child's right hand was connected to a terrible wound on his back, which was deep enough to see the bones, and blood kept pouring out.

The child was crying, begging Zhengjun to see that he could be twelve or thirteen years old, and he couldn't care so much, so he used a quick injection of morphine.

Consciously controlled it, and only about two-thirds of it was used.

"Hold him down!"

Quickly sprinkle hemostatic powder, tie the arms with a tourniquet, and then tie the torso and arms with a hemostatic bag and bandage, and watch the bleeding stop temporarily, so that I have the time to see the poor children who are being held by a few crying staff.

The children had just fallen to the ground, their skin was black, but the blood that flowed out had stained the white striped Red Cross gowns of the women who were holding their tiny bodies, and the land on the ground bright red!

The boys and girls, seven in all, died, and one of his head had more than half of his head cut off.

A stream of evil fire filled his head, and the eyes of the begging army were on fire, and after forcing himself to watch the situation of the last child who had obviously completely lost his breath, he got up and pulled out the pistol on the side of his leg!

The captain asked him to save the wounded, of course, he was talking about the people who saved the orphanage, and there were two half-dead bandits who didn't care about dealing with it.

"Brother, don't do it in front of the children!"

Looking at the blood on this hand, it seemed that it was obviously about to burst away, and the guy who said that he had been a car soldier for eight years reminded him loudly.

This guy just drove the minibus into the yard and blocked the gate directly with the body, which not only blocked the view from the outside, but also used the minibus as a bus blocking the goal.

Closing the safe, begging Zhengjun to stuff the gun back into the holster, picked up the axe from the ground, and then grabbed the ankle of one of the brutes with one hand, and dragged it to the side of the house, regardless of whether the bastard still had the strength to shout.

"Hey, what about you, drag that bastard over too!"

The driver's eldest brother silently dragged the other one and dragged it out for more than ten meters, and at this time, Qiu Zhengjun had already dragged the first beast to the corner of the house.

When the driver also dragged people around the corner, he saw Qiu Zhengjun holding an axe, anyway, he couldn't understand what the bastard who was lying down and struggling was saying, his face was hideous, and he seemed to be thinking about where to cut.

"Brother, don't use an axe. ”

As soon as the driver saw this situation, he knew that the evil fire of the medical guard had eased a little, and if it had been just now, he would have cut it down with an axe!

In just half a minute, humanity returned, and it took a bit of courage to chop off the beasts in the breeding farm with an axe, let alone cut down a humanoid beast that was injured and dying.

As soon as he heard the reminder, he threw the axe to the side, took out his pistol, opened the safe, and shot the beast on the ground in the head.

Empty tip bullet, the back of the head directly off a large piece!

Spit on the corpse, and kick a few more times, "Damn, you bastard, you're cheap!"

The driver here is also sharp, and Qiu Zhengjun, who has kicked the corpse, sees that this guy is also aiming the M9 in his hand at the head of another beast.

"Bang", it's over.

"Killed people before?"

The driver nodded, "Before I became a soldier, I followed my uncle as a former militia for a few days, and I took the monkeys, and I was all surprised." ”

No wonder, no wonder this man spoke with a little flavor of the south of the clouds.

Kill the two beasts, listen to the other brothers in the headphones, they have checked the entire orphanage, killed 5 more thugs, and found a few children who were hiding.

As soon as they returned to the courtyard, the women of the Red Cross were also making sure that there were any children missing, and for a few minutes they were finally sure that everyone was still alive except for the seven unfortunate children.

The whole orphanage was there, and the white woman in her thirties was Austrian named Lisa, who was briefing Xiao Wang and Jiang Hongrong.

There was not a single ghost on the road outside, there were gunshots all over the city since last night, and they were used to killing people, and they hid timidly, and they didn't come to check the situation, and no one came to the checkpoint they passed by just now.

The more gunfire there is, the less people come, and no one wants to die!

"They're going to kill all the Tutsi kids, and they're going to keep us watching!"

This Lisa was talking with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Hongrong motioned for her to stop with his hand, and said in English: "Send you to a safe place first, and then talk about the rest."

Bring all the kids with you!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the seven unfortunate children, and took them with him.

At the same time, inform the hotel that it is ready to pick up, there are more than 200 children here, regardless of which race.

Civil war and poverty have led to orphans everywhere, and many of the Hutu and Tutsi are blind in their judgments, except for some who can know the origin.

Because they all look the same, they are originally people of the same nation.

But I don't know if it's because of the management organization, most of the children in the orphanage are "counted" as Tutsis, looking at the seven small corpses, all the people from the embassy really don't know what it's like to feel like in their hearts.

Everyone got into the car, the thugs were coming in two trucks, which would have caused the staff at the orphanage to drive one as well.

It was almost all stuffed, and here we went: the rest of the truck was not wasted, drove to the gate, blocked the gate with a reverse car diagonally, fired two shots at the tires and fuel tank, and set it on fire with a grenade!