Joe's and skinheads officially go to war.

The battlefield of the two sides was placed on the vast frozen soil, where there was no grass and covered with ice and snow all the year round, and Qiao pulled out 10,000 people and 8,000 skinheads to fight fiercely here, and the trenches dug out and those huge rocks were the barriers for the two sides to start a war.

This is a border between Russia and the Celestial Empire, because of the death of Prince Qiao, the border officers ordered to hold the basic things, and the people on both sides are all carrying out endless killing.

This battle lasted for several hours, although the number of skinheads was not as good as Qiao's, but the victory was over the advantage of weapons, here is no longer the time when cold weapons can solve things, everyone used all hot weapons, only when the bullets are consumed, will they meet in short arms.

From the long-distance hot weapon battle to the final blade fight, everyone broke out with ferocity, and the killing was dark.

But in the end, the huge Russians still had the upper hand, completely beating Qiao's people back to the border line of the Celestial Empire, and winning the first victory, the key is that the skinheads have sufficient thermal weapon resources, and Qiao's who completely fought at the beginning couldn't raise their heads at all.

It's like if you hold a pistol and fight with someone else's tank, that's looking for death.

"Damn, these old hairy people!"

Far away in the temporary command post thirty kilometers away from the border, Qiao Er punched the wall, Qiao's numerical advantage was still lost, how could he be comfortable in his heart, and roared: "Haven't you contacted the group of scum in the rice country yet?" ”

"Yes, but they have a tendency to take advantage of the fire." Qiao Mu was responsible for following Qiao Er's side to convey and receive orders, and at this moment he frowned and spoke: "Usually a pistol costs only two hundred dollars, but now they cost three hundred dollars, and the number of bazookas and bombs has also increased by fifty to one hundred percent." ”

Qiao Er punched the wall again, and he didn't know that his skin and flesh were broken: "These bastards, they used to beg Lao Tzu to buy them like grandsons, but now when I find them, I play Qinggao, damn bastards." ”

"Contact them again, I want 3,000 submachine guns and 500 bombs!"

Qiao Mu's spirit was shocked: "Dad, such a large-scale purchase of arms, if the Celestial Empire officials detect it, we will die an ugly death." ”

"Do you think they don't know now?" Qiao Er slapped Qiao Mu's face, and said fiercely: "But because of your grandfather's death, they won't do anything even if they know now, Qiao's anger can't be suppressed, he must let us have a channel to vent." ”

"Bastard's old hair, he actually used a hot weapon, damn it!"

The underground world of the Celestial Empire is good at fighting with cold weapons, and the official does not allow the use of thermal weapons, but when it comes to a vast and sparsely populated place like Russia, it will not necessarily happen if you find a war of 100,000 people in a remote place.

And the skinhead party is the most rampant party in the world except for the rice * fire giant, the fight between Qiao Shi and it is simply hitting the muzzle of the gun, Qiao Er can't help but regret why he used this trick to divert the attention of the rest of the people and add to his own blockage.

But now there is no way, and he chose to do this, so no matter what the result is, he must go on, the contest of hot weapons, the skinhead is self-sufficient, this is the pain in Qiao Er's heart.

Qiao Mu looked at Qiao Er's hideous face, didn't say anything anymore and walked aside to contact the arms dealer, and came back after a while and said, "Dad, those bastards said that they are responsible for sending them over, but each weapon will be charged an extra ten dollars for transportation." ”

"Damn, these bastards, wait for me."

Qiao Er punched the wall for the third time, his eyes were bloodshot, they were all sent in packages before, but now he is still collecting money, Qiao Er deeply understands that this is taking advantage of the fire to rob, but if he doesn't take the arms from the hands of the Mi people, he has no other way at all.

With a wave of his hand, he said, "Give them to them, these bastards!" Qiao Er's eyes were bloodshot, and he was very angry: "Besides, how long can the weapons in our hands last now?" ”

"It can last less than three days, which has been slowly accumulated over the past ten years."

Qiao Mu calculated for a while, and finally spoke: "Dad, why don't we find a way to temporarily retreat, the skinheads may not be very good at white-knuckle combat, but we are not familiar with thermal weapons, and we can't play them!" ”

"You think I don't want to?" Qiao Er roared, he had thought of this problem from the moment the war started, but now there is no way: "Even if we are willing to retreat now, the skinheads will not be able to give in, unless we agree to its request to start, but that is too risky, and the official will kill us at any time." ”

"So I can only do it, it's a big deal to change our land in the end!"

At a similar time, at three o'clock in the afternoon in Moscow, Chu Feng accompanied Ye Zixuan for a day of shopping, and both of them were a little sleepy at first, but later