This gunshot wound, if you look closely, you can see the direction of the bullet, but no one cares in the panic, Liu Kunlun said I glanced at it just now, there are at least twenty guns outside, and I really can't rush out, it's better to break in another direction, you surnamed Zhang open the way, my palace!

Zhang Yanbin didn't say anything, he continued to take the lead, the meat shield had been broken and unbearable to use, he held the pistol in front of his chest with both hands, and his posture was obscene, but this posture was the same as that of the special forces trained in Israel, thanks to the fact that they had conducted three days of CQB training before, and the experience of thousands of bullets being poured out was quite useful, Liu Kunlun and Zang Hai were also gunmen who had received the guidance of famous teachers, and Zhang Yanbin cooperated with a tacit understanding, but Wang Haicong, who had always been above the top, dropped the chain at the moment of real life.

Liu Kunlun was responsible for pressing the formation and walking last, and he aimed his gun at Wang Haicong's back several times, but he still failed to pull the trigger after all.

The police station is such a big place, they rush left and right, there is no way out, the outside is already surrounded by the police, and the armed personnel surrounding the police station are not only policemen, but also soldiers in camouflage uniforms wearing turbans, roughly estimated at least fifty or sixty people.

The bullets are about to run out, you must find the ammunition depot in the police station, Zamboanga is not in a good state of order, there is usually a small arms depot in the police station, Zhang Yanbin opened three doors in succession and found nothing, until the fourth door, after opening the four people were stunned.

This room is full of corpses, the corpse of a man stripped to only a T-shirt and underwear, there is no giantization and grouper, just a little blue, it looks like it has been dead for only a few hours, Liu Kunlun noticed that these corpses are wearing standard leather shoes on their feet, this discovery verified his guess, those police officers outside are impersonating.

When he walked into the police station, he felt that something was wrong, it turned out to be shoes, the Philippine police dress is still more exquisite, no matter tall, short, fat and thin, the uniforms are cut and fitted, and the feet are either leather shoes or leather boots, all polished, but the police in this police station seem to be unkempt, one of the police officers at the door is even wearing sandals, and the uniforms of the two police officers in the detention room do not fit, obviously two sizes larger, and now I finally understand that the clothes on their bodies are peeled off.

The piles of corpses make people shudder, the fact that a large number of bandits can set traps to arrest people after massacring the police, and the fact that the real police are not present after the shootout has lasted so long, these realities are even more desperate.

"I climbed onto the roof and called for support on my satellite phone. Liu Kunlun said.

But Zhang Yanbin beat him to the bottom with one sentence: "Don't be busy, Moro is attacking Zamboanga, how can the military and police have the kung fu to control us." ”

"Who is Moro?" Zang Hai asked.

“Moro Islamic Liberation Front。 Wang Haicong said, "The Moro Liberation Front, the largest rebel force in the Philippines, we are at war." ”

"You betrayed us. Zang Hai suddenly raised his gun at Zhang Yanbin.

Zhang Yanbin sneered: "Do you still use me to betray me? You offer a big reward to buy my life, all Zamboanga knows about it, don't tie up who you tie up? Don't be afraid, as long as you surrender and obediently make a meat ticket, you can't die." ”

"Well, let's surrender and exchange money for our lives, and you will still be the first to die. Zang Hai shouted inwardly, and then looked at Liu Kunlun, expecting him to make a wise choice.

"If you make a meat ticket, you can only be slaughtered. Liu Kunlun refused without hesitation, he opened an iron cabinet and found that inside was a gun rack, five Remington* were arranged in turn, and boxes of bullets were placed on them.

"Tough, who's afraid of whom!" At the critical moment, Liu Kunlun played the role of commander, Zang Hai listened to him, Zhang Yanbin was dead, only desperate can have a glimmer of life, only Wang Haicong's heart is like numbness, the knife and gun have no eyes, and a stray bullet can end his life, but being kidnapped by these rebels is even more dangerous, and they can't do it with money and tickets.

Liu Kunlun loaded the shotguns one by one and shouted outside: "Mendoza, Mendoza, negotiate, I want to negotiate!"

Zang Hai nodded: "Delay time, high!"

Wang Haicong understood, moved a chair and put it on the table, stepped on it and knocked on the roof with *, and stretched out the antenna of the satellite phone to send an emergency distress code.

The rebels attacked again, and the two sides exchanged fierce fire, Liu Kunlun and Zang Hai used two Remingtons to fire alternately, the shotgun fans were scattered, and the iron rain covered the corridor, and the bandits could not attack at all, but only fired indiscriminately through the corridor filled with gunsmoke.

A bullet hit Zang Hai's wrist, the powerful impact completely tore off his left hand, Zang Hai dropped the gun and grabbed his hand, the adrenaline secretion of people in the highly tense battle was a lot, there was no pain in a short time, Zhang Yanbin tore off his clothes to help Zang Hai wrap his wrist to stop the bleeding, Wang Haicong picked up the gun and substituted for the upper position.

Liu Kunlun shot red, stretched out the muzzle of the gun and fired five shots in a row, and suddenly realized that Mendoza could not understand Chinese, so he asked Wang Haicong to negotiate in English.

"Tell them that no one will benefit if they continue to fight like this, they want to kill us, so they can only exchange their lives, and let us go with one hand, and they will have money to take, dollars!"

Wang Haicong nodded vigorously: "I understand!"

This time the negotiations really began, Mendoza walked in with his hands raised to negotiate the conditions, Wang Haicong showed his business wartime talent, he told Mendoza, we have just opened the weapons depot of the police station, and now there is enough ammunition, you can fight for as long as you want, and you can hold out until the government army arrives.

Mendoza smiled contemptuously: "We have RPGs. ”

"Then why don't you use it?" Wang Haicong said-for-tat, "You want money, not death, let us go, I will give you money, 100,000 US dollars per person, and 300,000 US dollars alone." ”

The fleeting greed in Mendoza's eyes was captured by Wang Haicong, and he struck while the iron was hot: "300,000 US dollars is enough for you to go to Manila, or to Malaysia to live a prosperous life, it is better than fighting all day here, you think about it, by the way, I have already called for help, even if the government army does not arrive, my mercenaries will arrive as quickly as possible, they arrive an hour early, I will give them an extra 100,000 US dollars each." ”

"I'm going to report to the sir. Mendoza smiled slyly, not on the spot, but everyone could see that he was the decision-maker of this small force.

After Mendoza returned, Wang Haicong breathed a sigh of relief, and this was his most risky negotiation.

"I'm never coming to the Philippines again. Wang Haicong said, "It's not that I'm cowardly, and a gentleman doesn't stand under the wall." ”

No one laughed at him, normal people would have been and urinating a long time ago when they encountered this kind of thing, such as Zang Hai, whose pants were wet and no one said anything, Wang Haicong was calm to this extent, after all, he was not as accustomed to life and death as Liu Kunlun and Zhang Yanbin.

Mendoza's reply came, it is okay to release people, but a guarantee is needed, that is, there must be someone who goes with them, and the money is ransomed afterwards, otherwise there is no need to talk.

Wang Haicong looked at Zhang Yanbin, it is unrealistic to expect the drug lord to come forward and learn from Lei Feng, and Mendoza also knows the enemy relationship between them, so Zang Hai can't do it, Zang Hai is a little brother-level figure at a glance, his life is not worth a few dollars, how can he be a heavyweight bargaining chip.

That is absolutely impossible, and the only candidate is Liu Kunlun.

"I'll go with them. Liu Kunlun took the initiative to ask Ying, his inner drama was almost the same as Wang Haicong, but in the final choice, it was diametrically opposed.

"You...... Take care. Wang Haicong didn't say anything and held Liu Kunlun's hand.

Liu Kunlun pulled out his hand and smiled faintly: "Next time, shoot on time." ”

Wang Haicong's face was red and hot.

"In case, in case I can't come back, take care of my mom and my sister. Liu Kunlun stuffed Remington to Zang Hai, "The man bleed without tears." ”

Zang Hai, who had lost his left hand, was on the verge of collapse, crying and speechless.

"And you, keep your life waiting for me to pick it up. Liu Kunlun pointed at Zhang Yanbin, who sneered: "You are the same." ”

Liu Kunlun put down the gun and walked out with both hands raised.

"Brother, promise me to come back early. Behind him, Zang Hai shouted with a crying voice.

Liu Kunlun walked out of the police station, looked back at the sky, the smoke was everywhere, Zamboanga was fighting everywhere, it was not yet known who would kill the deer, if Moro won, everyone would be taken prisoner and still have some chance of survival, if Moro failed to attack the city, the dog would definitely use RPG to bombard the police station under the wall, and no matter how much money there was, it would be in vain.

One of the bandits slammed Liu Kunlun's face with an M16* and knocked him to the ground, and the others came forward to search him hastily, but did not find any weapons, so they tied Liu Kunlun up and threw him into the pickup truck, and the team drove away.

Wang Haicong and others did not dare to leave the police station, they stayed in place, and waited until two hours later the reinforcements arrived, the first to arrive was the Wang family's own bodyguards, they took a helicopter to brave the flames of war, directly asked to get off the plane, after confirming the safety, Wang Haicong came out, and the first sentence was to quickly rescue my brother.

But the bodyguards refused, they were not mercenaries, fighting local armed groups in a foreign land was not their forte, it was not a matter of money, it was a matter of life.

Wang Haicong was angry, and Zhang Yanbin spoke: "Don't worry, he can't die, this kid has a big life, I haven't killed him several times." ”

"You!" Wang Haicong snatched the bodyguard's gun, pointed it against Zhang Yanbin's head, and gritted his teeth.

"Shoot, have you ever killed someone?" Zhang Yanbin was not afraid, "It's very simple, just deduct it, my * son will splash your face, do you usually eat hot pot, do you eat brain flowers?"

Wang Haicong hated and put down the gun: "I won't kill you, Kunlun said, keep your life for him." ”

"Then thank you. Zhang Yanbin turned his head and left.

Wang Haicong was so anxious that he felt frustrated and guilty, this trip to the Philippines was too unsuccessful, he found out for the first time that he actually had an indecisive side, and it would be okay to beat Liu Kunlun to death earlier, in this battle, he knew the other side of himself, and the true side of Liu Kunlun.

He, Wang Haicong, the proud son of heaven who received elite education since childhood, has a very weak endurance in adversity, but Liu Kunlun, who he has always looked down on in his heart, is as stable as Mount Tai, regards death as home, and sacrifices his life without hesitation in exchange for everyone's safety when he clearly sees that he wants to kill him.

In an instant, Wang Haicong suddenly understood the meaning of his brother, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.