The general glanced coldly at the slumped-nosed officer, did not speak, but turned his gaze to Stephen not far away. Stephen is the nominal owner of the "Seawolf", and she has to come forward for this kind of official matter.

Stephen walked over quickly, first throwing a wink at the officer, and then said coquettishly: "Mr. officer, what are you talking about? We are not smugglers, we are serious businessmen, and the formalities are complete." All formalities are in my room. You can come to my room and check it out. ”

Since Stephen couldn't figure out the origin of these soldiers, she didn't plan to fall out with them, but she was born as a little sister, so she was a beauty who was familiar with it.

Stephen is too beautiful and so likable, and the sentence "All the formalities are in my room, but you come to my room to check" confused the slumped-nosed officer, and he couldn't follow Stephen to her room right away.

Therefore, after listening to her words, the officer did not order his men to arrest people immediately, but turned around and ran to Rolls-Royce, and conveyed Stephen's words to Bentley.

The officer was only thinking about how to convince Bentley to allow him to go to Stephen's room to check, but he didn't find out, so he took the opportunity to hide behind a shipping container, dialed Zhao Lance's satellite phone, and told Zhao Lance about the situation.

Just when Stephen was negotiating with the officer with the collapsed nose, he had already hid aside and finished talking to Zhao Changshu on the phone, and after getting the order from Brother Gun to let him fight back, he suddenly touched his bald head and laughed, and then stepped in front of a container, quickly opened the steel lock on the door, and then pulled out a flamethrower from inside.

Before Nose could report to Bentley, Bentley slapped him in the face and scolded fiercely: "Fake! Whoever makes you talk nonsense with that woman will shoot them on the spot immediately!"

The night was dark and the wind was high, and since Bingley had decided to kill Zhao Lance, he didn't plan to leave these people under Zhao Lance.

The flat-nosed officer was slapped on his face inexplicably, with a hot pain, cursing Bentley in his heart, but he didn't dare to talk back to Bentley, so he poured his anger on the general manager and others, he immediately turned around and yelled at his subordinates roughly: "Beat me and kill them all!"

A dozen soldiers pulled the bolt, loaded their bullets, and raised their guns to shoot at the brothers of the Poison Dragon Society. However, at this moment, they were horrified to see the big bald head suddenly appear in front of them, holding a little guy similar to a blaster in his arms.

The general was holding a four-six type assault flamethrower, which was used once, but its combustion agent had been modified, and when fired, it would not only spew deadly flames, but also mixed with thick smoke.

This thing is very powerful in close combat, and the shock it causes to people is far greater than its actual lethality, except in real war, no one will use this thing in peacetime, so the soldiers of Bentley couldn't help but froze for a moment when they saw that the general suddenly made such a thing.

It was this split second that made the general preemptively pull the trigger of the flamethrower. A dazzling fire dragon more than thirty meters long spewed out in an instant, and with a wave of the general momentum, the huge fire dragon danced out of a wide burn radius.

More than a dozen soldiers were the first to bear the brunt of the fire dragon in an instant, and the whole person was immediately surrounded by raging flames, and they kept rolling and wailing on the ground, but it didn't take a moment for them to stop moving, just a beeping and popping sound came from the flames in the sky, that is, their skin was burned.

The Flat-Nosed Officer was lucky enough to escape from hiding behind the people, and he didn't have time to save his men who were consumed by the flames, but roared, "Hit me!" and raised his gun and fired.

However, because it was already dark at this time, the sudden appearance of the dazzling fire dragon made their eyes temporarily blind, coupled with the smoke of the smoke, they couldn't open their eyes at all, and they could only shoot blindly at the general and others by feeling, and the accuracy of shooting was greatly reduced.

And after seeing the things in the boss's hand, several junior brothers of the Poison Dragon Society immediately closed their eyes and jumped away from the spot with a leap, and then rolled quickly on the ground. Collapsed Nose and the bullets fired indiscriminately by his men didn't even touch the corners of their clothes, but only clanged nearby containers and sparks flew everywhere.

The Type 46 Charge Flamethrower is a disposable product, and the spray time is only 0.5 seconds, so the moment the flamethrower is activated, he directly closes his eyes and throws the flameless jet tube at the other party, and then instantly knocks Stephen, who was still standing next to him in a daze, to the ground and rolls continuously.

Because he always needed to control the flamethrower, he was half a second slower than the other brothers, and it was this half second that got him and Stephen in a hail of bullets.

Holding Stephen in his arms, he kept rolling on the ground, bullets flying past his ears and making a piercing screech, and then punching craters on the ground. Fortunately, the soldier's shot was off target, and the overall movement was fast enough, so he ducked behind a container before being shot in the body.

A dozen soldiers covered in flames turned into a huge fire, illuminating half of the pier. The Poison Dragon Brothers, who had already taken refuge behind the container, immediately launched a counterattack, pulling out their guns and firing at the enemy.

Since the brothers of the Poison Dragon Society were prepared when they saw the flamethrower come out, they closed their eyes at the first time, so their eyes were not affected by the dazzling flames emitted by the flamethrower. Their shooting accuracy was several times higher than that of the soldiers.

Five men and five guns rang out like popping beans, and before the soldiers Bentley had recovered from the shock of the flamethrower, they were hit through the head by a merciless bullet and fell to the ground. In less than thirty seconds, more than fifty soldiers brought by Bentley died more than thirty!

The remaining dozen or so people did not dare to shoot at the brothers of the Poison Dragon Society, but quickly lay on the ground, rolled rapidly, and hid behind the container, and then launched a confrontation with the brothers of the Poison Dragon Society.

The docks were full of containers, and bullets clanged on them, sending out dazzling sparks.

After carrying Stephen to a safe place, he pushed Stephen away from his arms, then pulled out the pistol on his waist, raised the gun in the direction of the soldier, and did not forget to ask Stephen: "Are you okay?"

"I got shot in the thigh!!" Stephen yelled.

The general manager just wanted to go over to see Stephen's injury, but found that Stephen had crawled to his side, and a small Browning pistol that was only about ten centimeters in his hand appeared, and he continuously pulled the trigger on the enemy who was already hiding behind the container, and the bullet ran out in less than a minute.

Glancing at Stephen's thighs, he saw that Stephen's thighs were already red from the flames of the corpses of a dozen soldiers, and it was clear that she had indeed been shot in the thigh.

The general grinned and didn't speak, but he thought in his heart: "This female apprentice of Brother Gun is really strong enough, she is injured like this, and she is still fighting herself, a standard female man!"

The general will still give his ninety-two style to Stephen yelled: "Save a little fight, hold on, I'll get a big guy." ”

After finishing speaking, he quickly rolled towards the container he had just opened.

He knew very well that the brethren's rifles had only one magazine, that they would soon run out of bullets, and that he had to provide them with continuous fire support.

This time, instead of using a flamethrower, he pulled out two submachine guns, suddenly flashed out from behind the container, and pulled the trigger on the enemy, and the bullets from the rapid-fire submachine guns flew like a scoop towards the soldiers on the opposite side, knocking them out of their heads.

The brutality of the battle was beyond Bingley's imagination, and the intent to quickly annihilate the enemy did not appear, but instead allowed the family to burn their own people to ashes.

Where had Bentley, who came from the academy, seen such a fiery scene, and at the beginning of the battle, his pants were scared, and he kept urging his subordinates: "Withdraw! Withdraw! Hurry up! Damn, didn't you hear me?"

Several of the guards around Bingley were also frightened, and they didn't expect that these people on the other side would have such a strong fighting force, not only did they react quickly, but also their marksmanship was surprisingly good! At this moment, they couldn't take care of their brothers, and it was important to protect the prince.

The Rolls-Royce started quickly, the powerful motor let out a piercing roar, and the car seemed to be propelled by abnormal energy, and it sped backwards at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. Bentley, who was sitting in the back row, climbed into his seat and shouted, "Hurry!"

At that moment, the sound of the windshield shattering in Bentley's ears was heard, and then he felt something shoot in his face, and a stream of hot stuff ran down his face.

Bingley subconsciously wiped his face with his hand, and then put his hand in front of his eyes, only to see that the whole palm turned red, and his heart immediately trembled, and he howled like a pig: "I've been shot! I've been shot! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

The guard sitting next to him saw everything that had just happened, and he patted Bentley on the shoulder and said, "Your Highness, don't be nervous. That's not your blood, it's my brother's!"

As the guard spoke, he pointed to the guard driving in front of him, only to see a bloody hole the size of a cup in the back of the guard's head, and the blood mixed with the white flower brains was constantly flowing outward.

Bentley finally understood that he was not injured at all, and the bullet just now shattered the front windshield, and then pierced the driver's head, allowing the driver to meet Hades directly, and the blood splattered on his face, making him think that he had been shot.

Bentley's face was a little feverish, and his performance just now was really embarrassing. But this was not the time to fight for face, so he forced himself to calm his mind, and then shouted: "Withdraw! Let the brothers withdraw quickly!"

As Bentley spoke, one of the guards sitting in the passenger seat had already pulled the driver aside, and then he sat in the driver's seat himself, re-drove the car backwards quickly, and then slammed the brakes, and the car that was reversing quickly suddenly shook its tail and straightened the body, and then roared away. As for Collapsed Nose and his men, they can only be left to fend for themselves.