Chapter 492: Persecution

In the dark night, Leaning against the cold wall, his heart pounding and pounding.

The people on the left and right had already surrounded the wall he was on, and if he continued like this, he would face only one outcome later—to be surrounded by these people.

There is no better way to be stable, but to bite the bullet, the good thing is that now he is in the dark and the enemy is in the light, while they don't find out, let's take down a few first.

Seeing the shadow on the ground approaching little by little, he calmly found an opportunity, and leaned out of the fence with his rifle in his hand.

"Bang bang bang-"

The rifle instantly erupted in a barrage of bullets, and the muzzle protruding tongue of fire illuminated the surroundings, but at the same time revealed a secure position.

One of the two people who was leaning towards this side was caught off guard and fell to the ground, and the other was shot in the arm, but he took advantage of the situation to hide behind the concrete wall on one side.

After An Wen's shooting, the men quickly found their own cover, and when An Wen stopped shooting and hid against the wall, the man in the trench coat immediately gave the order.

"The fire is suppressed, the people on both sides press forward, and he has no move when he presses over. ”

As a result, the wall where An Wen was located was constantly attacked by bullets, and when one person's magazine ran out, another person would immediately connect it, in short, he didn't even dare to show his head.

At the same time, the people on both sides also pressed forward with their rifles, and they knew that there was only one person behind them, so they were not afraid.

An Wen also knew that the situation was particularly unfavorable to him if it went on like this, so he just wanted to quickly run behind another wall, but as soon as he was about to stand up, a few bullets flew past his scalp, and An Wen was so frightened that he immediately squatted down.

The man in the trench coat stood up, holding the Wei Chong in his arms and slowly touching the front, if it wasn't for the gold lord saying that he would spare this person's life, they would have rushed up a long time ago.

"Bang bang bang-"

There was really no way, so An Wen had to expose the muzzle of the gun and sweep it out.

A group of people immediately dodged, and the man in the trench coat gestured to everyone, signaling not to panic, and when a shuttle of bullets ran out, the man in the trench coat immediately said: "Rush!

At this time, it was tantamount to the weakest time of stability, and everyone knew this truth, so they rushed towards the wall like a swarm.

As they rushed over with their rifles, the retracted rifle magically stretched out again, and by this time they already knew that it was just a trick to settle down, but it was too late, and the muzzle of the rifle spewed out flames again.

"Bang bang bang-"

This shot instantly knocked three or four people to the ground, and the man in the trench coat opened his mouth to curse, and with a wave of his big hand, everyone went on at the same time.

Sometimes the simplest and roughest way is often the most useful and effective way, this is what the man in the trench coat thinks, no matter what you do, everyone is on it together, and I will exhaust you with crowd tactics.

Hiding behind the wall, he panicked, his rifle had run out of bullets, and he held Locke in both hands, breathing nervously.

Just as everyone rushed towards An'an, a loud gunshot rang out, and then a person fell to the ground in an instant.

"Lie down!"

The trench coat man shouted, and immediately rolled sideways into the cover.

The sound of gunfire was coming from behind them, and it was clear that there was someone else here besides him.

The man in the trench coat was not Vietnamese, so he was not very proficient in Vietnamese, and the moment the gunshots rang out, he himself rolled into the cover, but the others were noticeably slower to react.

In fact, in less than three seconds, there were seven gunshots behind them, each time in a different position, and it could be heard that the person who fired the shot was shooting while moving, but what was shocking was that five of the seven shots hit people.

The man in the trench coat felt a little uncomfortable, and if they were consumed like this, their original advantages would be eroded little by little.

"You guys go straight around!" shouted the man in the trench coat, "I'll give it to the people here!"

As he spoke, the man in the trench coat raised the rifle in his arms and shot into the distance.

The man in the trench coat was obviously much more clever in marksmanship, and the person on the other side never fired again.

The person who came was Pan Zi, and when he heard the movement here, he immediately rushed over.

The man in the trench coat put a lot of pressure on Pan Zi, but it didn't take long for him to start fighting back against the man in the trench coat.

In comparison, An Wen is a lot more miserable, after a bunch of people came around, the small pistol in his hand looked very chicken, he was originally injured, and his movements were a little slow, so he was soon shot twice in the leg, and An Wen dragged his body to lean back, while shooting back, but at this time he was no longer aiming at anything, just to scare those people.

The bullet just hit the headbone of An Wen's calf, which made him suddenly slow down, and he couldn't run, Panzi was entangled over there and couldn't catch up, and the reinforcements hadn't arrived yet, and An Wen really felt desperate at this moment.

Helpless, lonely, is this the end?

The bullets in the pistol were also gone, and he threw away the pistol and pulled out the dagger from behind him, which was the last weapon he had on him, but it seemed that he would not even need this weapon later.

A group of people also knew that An Wen had no bullets, and after a few tests, they were sure that An Wen was out of bullets, so they all rushed over with rifles.

If they hadn't ordered that this man could only be captured alive, they would have rushed in and killed this guy a long time ago.

Seeing the stability that was struggling on the ground, a man smirked, withdrew the bullet from the chamber, grabbed the three-edged military thorn and stabbed it towards An Wen's body.

The boss said that they couldn't kill this person, they just needed to make sure that this guy was a living person, he had killed so many of them, what if he was tortured a little?

At the moment when the man grabbed the military thorn and stabbed it, he got up steadily and grabbed the man's wrist, grabbed the dagger with his backhand and slashed horizontally towards the man's abdomen.

The person next to him wanted to resist when he saw An Wen, and immediately shot him in the leg.

"Bang-"

The bullet pierced An Wen's knee, An Wen snorted in pain, he didn't hold it in one breath, and his hand immediately unloaded.

At this time, the man kicked the military thorn in Anwen's hand, grabbed the military thorn and stabbed it directly towards his thigh.

"Uhhh

The thorn pierced directly through An Wen's thigh, and blood gushed out at once, staining his pants.