The alarm that has never sounded in Changle Fang has finally sounded, and many people have been doubting whether there is a chance to use it for its effect, but when the alarm sounded, all the people who belonged to Changle Fang took action, and a large number of weapons that I didn't know from there were placed in front of everyone.

And Luo Zhaoyang and the big boss who were still in this wounded ward were no exception, they also heard the siren, although they had never heard the sound of Changle Fang, but it was so familiar, but a little unfamiliar sound still made them nervously rush out of the door, for the quarrel they had just had just now, they all forgot about it at this moment.

In this temporary ward, all those who can walk are gone, and those who remain are either unable to move, or those who are too injured, and it is at this time that Luo Zhaoyang feels a lot quieter in his ears.

Just as he breathed a deep sigh of relief that no one was affecting his treatment, the big boss suddenly returned, and at this moment he had a semi-automatic rifle in his hand.

"Get it done here, come and look for us." As soon as he finished speaking, he directly threw the semi-automatic rifle to Luo Zhaoyang, and after looking at Luo Zhaoyang's polite appearance, he said again: "Don't tell you that you don't know how to use a gun?" ”

"Don't worry, I've been hunting for two years, and although I don't dare to call myself a sharpshooter, I still understand the basic aiming method of these three points and one line."

Luo Zhaoyang checked the gun, and after checking that the magazine was full of bullets, he smiled reluctantly.

For the use of guns, if you don't have some training in the army, it is really not easy for an ordinary citizen to master, although it is said that shooting is a matter of moving your fingers, but if it is really operated, it is not so simple, just the recoil on the butt will make the grip unstable, let alone the gun accurate.

The big boss looked at Luo Zhaoyang's confident smile, and he stretched out his thumb to Luo Zhaoyang, which was regarded as a compliment to Luo Zhaoyang.

"Very good, the garden is accessible in all directions, don't run around if you don't understand, our task is to guard the west gate, just go west." After the big boss finished speaking, he turned around again and flashed out, and the stubborn figure of not coming and go, made Luo Zhaoyang suddenly sink into the big boss a little erratic.

"Alright, I will." Luo Zhaoyang shouted at the empty door.

Although he said this, at this moment he was secretly saying in his heart: "I don't blow up Changle Fang, I am already considered merciful, and I still want me to help you guard Changle Fang." ”

Luo Zhaoyang looked at Yi Huajun, who had cured half of him, Luo Zhaoyang turned around and took out some silver needles and a black bottle from his medicine box, and when he gently shook the bottle to make sure that it was not empty, he opened the lid and poured a black, smelly, finger-thick pill from it, and then pinched Yi Huajun's mouth.

With a gentle hand on Yi Huajun's chin, the pill slid down Yi Huajun's throat.

"Originally, these pills were intended for my own use, now count you lucky, you have to thank you, thank you for such a good brother, I hope that your two brothers can reform and start anew." Luo Zhaoyang sighed, and then made acupuncture one by one at the corresponding acupuncture points of Yi Huajun.

Although the time passed by second by second, it made Luo Zhaoyang feel that the time was longer and longer year after year, and when his hand holding on Yi Huajun's pulse felt that the pulse began to slowly tend to balance, he said to himself again: "Okay, I can't spend any more time on you." ”

The gunshots outside rang out one after another, but it did not affect Luo Zhaoyang's treatment of the patient, although he knew in his heart that he had cured the bad people in front of him who were considered evil by the citizens and not necessarily that they would change their ways in the end, but his professional ethics, his purpose for doctors, he had never forgotten.

Most of the silver needles that Luo Zhaoyang deliberately prepared a little more had been pierced on the bodies of these injured people, and when he was about to open the last pack of silver needles, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer at any time, Luo Zhaoyang immediately listened to the movement outside.

Although he was not worried about the return of the big boss, he also did not want others to see that there was still no one here who had not joined their ranks.

"Quick, the ammunition in front is not enough, the three protectors said, we must hang up the F8, even if the tanks come, we can kill them too." There was a man's voice outside the door, and his thick local voice made Luo Zhaoyang sound a little difficult.

“Ｆ８？” The other said in surprise that he didn't think it was necessary to use the F8 in today's battle, after all, the F8 was not ordinarily powerful.

"That's right, the people from the south came back and said that the other side has armored vehicles, and if they choose to attack later, then it will be just right for them to taste the power of the F8."

"But as soon as the F8 comes out, then what will they think, will they send more people over, after all, we ......"

"Don't you grow other people's morale like this, is it okay to destroy your own prestige, we have a lot of good things, and we are afraid that they will not succeed?" The man said with confidence, and when he thought of the weapons that could be brought out at any time, he genuinely wanted to let these things that had been hidden be able to exert their true power, rather than let them be buried in the dark cellar for a long time.

"But ......"

"Don't do it, let's go quickly, they're all waiting for us."

The voice outside the door followed the man's words and made Luo Zhaoyang feel that the footsteps outside were quickly moving away from him, and when Luo Zhaoyang poked his head out of the door, he found that the road outside was empty.

"What is F8? Even tanks are afraid? Luo Zhaoyang touched his chin, and after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly thought of something, that is, anti-armor missiles.

Although he didn't believe that there was such a thing among the people, he knew very well how this anti-armor weapon was at stake.

"No, I'll have to take a look." Luo Zhaoyang looked back at a wounded person who had quieted down, Luo Zhaoyang said to himself, although the arrival of those government troops may be related to him, but what he just heard told him that if they really let them set up their weapons, then there will be more injured people.

Luo Zhaoyang slowly touched the direction where the voice disappeared just now, and as he walked, he observed every move around him, I don't know if it was because the battle in front of Changle Fang was tight, or because the courtyard was too big, this Changle Fang didn't even find a single figure.

When Luo Zhaoyang chased the wall of the north and south all the way, he began to be surprised.

On this only way, he couldn't figure out where the people who had come before him were going, and if they had already crossed the wall, he couldn't figure out why they didn't go out through the main entrance.

"Is there a secret entrance here?" Luo Zhaoyang looked around and said to himself, he began to search around for any place that might form an entrance, but after looking at everything around him, he couldn't find anything related to the entrance.

"I don't believe you can fly." Luo Zhaoyang sat on a small stone bench on the side, and when his falcon-like gaze was about to search everything here again, he felt a feeling of wind swishing under his strands.

Feeling the coolness brought there, Luo Zhaoyang lowered his head, and when he found that there were small exhaust vents under the stool, and the gusts of wind seemed to come from there.

"The air outlets are so hidden, then this must be an important place." Luo Zhaoyang felt that this place was becoming more and more weird, and it also made him more and more interested in this place, and he faintly felt that this place should be the real lifeblood of Changle Fang.

Just when Luo Zhaoyang was conjecturing about everything here, a sound similar to the sound of an electric motor sounded.

Hearing such a voice, Luo Zhaoyang ran with his legs, and when he also stopped not far away, and then hid his body and stared at the place where he had just sit, not far from the stone bench where Luo Zhaoyang had just sat down, the grass-green ground suddenly opened several big cracks.

As the crack got bigger and bigger, a small beach scooter inside was slowly pushed out of the ground, and at the back of the motorcycle, several large boxes were stacked on top of each other, and the boxes were painted with skull symbols to let Luo Zhaoyang know that they should be ammunition boxes.

"No, it's not going to be an arsenal, right?" Luo Zhaoyang asked himself secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that in this already armed Changle Fang, there would be an underground arsenal with such sufficient ammunition.

"Old man, get me the rest, I'll come back in fifteen minutes to get it." The voice that had just sounded outside the makeshift ward came again, and from their words, they were not nervous, as ordinary as going to the wholesale department to pick up food.

"Okay, go and get back." An old man on crutches didn't say much, turned around and walked back into the crack, and as his body slowly sank, Luo Zhaoyang's heart couldn't help but feel cold.

Luo Zhaoyang pressed his body tightly against the wall, he gasped deeply, and just as he was about to turn around and prepare to leave, the secret entrance slowly opened again, making his body that had just stepped out of the wall shrink back again.

"What are you doing over there, the north is in a hurry, why don't you hurry up and get the things over." The kidnapper shouted loudly in Luo Zhaoyang's direction.

Just when Luo Zhaoyang was wondering if the kidnapper was shouting to him, he noticed that opposite the place where he was standing, a hidden monitoring head was showing himself, and looking at such a monitoring head, Luo Zhaoyang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.