The roller shutter is like the bottom of a sieve, shocking.

The Browning heavy machine guns on the bodies of the two pickup trucks spat tongues of fire, the long bullet chains shortened at a rapid speed, and hundreds of retracted bullet casings were scattered inside and outside the cars, and the small grocery store seemed to have been baptized by a raging storm and riddled with holes.

Joseph, who was standing in the middle of the two pickup trucks, sneered, this animal is not too paranoid people, since it is difficult to capture alive the important people of the intelligence department of the red power in the grocery store, it is okay to kill them, saving time and effort.

Joseph took a slow puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke and shouted to stop, and when the gunfire dissipated, the hand stuck in the cigarette pressed forward, and the subordinate who understood what he meant turned the front of the car, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the four-seater pickup truck with welded anti-collision steel beams rushed directly to the grocery store, and the aluminum alloy roller shutter and the locked wooden door were vulnerable.

The pickup truck burst into the room.

When the four men in body armor got out of the car, the house was in a mess and filled with smoke and dust, and it was impossible to immediately determine whether the people hiding in the house were alive or dead.

The four of them raised their guns and dispersed cautiously, before they noticed anything, Wu Jie, who was lying on the windowsill, suddenly turned over, switched to the M4 carbine in a single gear and fired four shots in a row, and the four fell down in response, almost in succession, and were shot in the head, and died in a daze.

After the killing, Wu Jie let out a long sigh, glad that the mixed agency had not put aside the killing effort in the past two years, otherwise he would have finished the game today, and Lao Huang, who witnessed Wu Jie's clean killing, couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Outside, Joseph frowned, flicked his cigarette butts, asked for two grenades, ripped off the pull tabs, and threw them into the doors and windows that had been broken by the pickup, followed by the explosion of the grenades.

The ** people around Joseph were frightened, and the tattered roller shutter obstructed the vision, even if there was a gunshot from the grocery store, they couldn't identify that their own people were dead, and it was not good that the grenade would blow up their own people, but no one dared to say half a word, in the minds of these people, Joseph was an out-and-out cold-blooded devil.

Bang Dang! The already crumbling tattered roller shutter fell under the impact of the explosion, and the situation inside was basically unobstructed, and the men around Joseph reflexively raised their guns.

"Go in and see" Joseph gave an order, ** people's expressions were the same solemn, and they moved slowly, no one wanted to be the next unlucky person to see death, the closer they got to the grocery store, the tighter their nerves collapsed, and at this exciting juncture, the people hiding under the windowsill stood up coldly.

Nine men, having no time to ponder, roared and fired, not very excited, but to vent the fear of being suddenly frightened, until they ran out of bullets in the magazine.

But the one who stood up in the cold did not fall.

The people who shot it, including Joseph in the back, changed color for it, and looked closely, isn't this his own person who went in just now, someone suddenly realized, but it's a pity that it's late.

At the same time that the body that was beaten into a honeycomb fell, Wu Jie, who poked the corpse's shirt with a wooden stick to make the corpse stand up, laughed wildly and stood up, one submachine gun in each hand.

The gun was taken from a dead man.

Wu Jie crossed his guns and strafed them, and nine people shook their bodies and fell.

Not far away, Joseph threw himself on the ground, quickly rolled under the chassis of a pickup truck with a heavy machine gun, and narrowly escaped, and the machine gunner on the pickup truck who was caught off guard was also shot by Wu Jie.

The counterattack was successful.

Wu Jie, who was covered in blood, laughed more and more wildly, if it weren't for the quick reaction of this guy, pulling a dead man's back, nine times out of ten he was killed by two grenades thrown by Joseph, even so, he was injured in many places and his face was disgraced.

Wu Dashao has never been so embarrassed.

More than a dozen people, or dead on the road, or hanging pickup trucks, the scene was tragic, Wu Jie threw away the two submachine guns that had run out of bullets, and wiped the blood from the wound on his forehead with his sleeve.

"It's game over!"

Joseph, who was lucky enough to die, got out of the car, held a sniper rifle, and locked on Wu Jie's eyebrows, Wu Jie's face did not change, as a soldier king cultivated by a sharp blade, how could he ignore the existence of a powerful opponent.

"Don't move!" Old Huang appeared tremblingly, raising his gun to aim at Joseph, and the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind.

"Lao Huang, shoot and kill him." Wu Jie's tone was resolute, so that Lao Huang didn't know what to do, he wanted to kill Joseph, but he was also afraid of Wu Ming's affairs.

"Shoot!" Wu Jie urged Lao Huang sharply, Lao Huang shot, at least one of them lived, at this moment, Wu Jie was willing to take the risk and even exchange death for Lao Huang to return home safely.

Death, Wu Jie doesn't want to, but it doesn't mean that he is afraid of death, if death is heavier than Mount Tai, death is valuable, and death is deserved, he will regard death as home.

"If you want him to die, you shoot." Joseph smirked.

Lao Huang was sweating profusely, unable to choose, Wu Jie, the son of Chief Wu, the grandson of the founding father, has three longs and two shorts, who can take responsibility.

"Shoot" Wu Jie almost roared, because he suddenly sensed the danger, and before the words fell, Joseph threw himself to the ground diagonally, turned the muzzle of the gun, and fired a shot at Lao Huang.

The 7.62mm sniper rifle bullet almost broke the wrist of Lao Huang's hand with the barrel, and the castration continued, piercing Lao Huang's right chest and tearing a large piece of flesh on his back.

The gun in Lao Huang's hand fell to the ground, and the person fell backwards.

Afraid of something, Wu Jie almost died of depression, and really responded to a sentence: If you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate.

Lao Huang fell, staring at Wu Jie with wide eyes, his eyes full of guilt.

Wu Jie wanted to pick up the gun, but Joseph moved too fast, and the moment he seriously injured Lao Huang, he pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, lay on the ground on his side and aimed at Wu Jie, and sneered: "You don't have a chance to die."

Bang!

Gunshots.

Lao Huang, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, shed tears of remorse, it was his hesitation that caused this uncontrollable ending, but the strange thing is that Wu Jie did not burst his head or fall to the ground as he thought.

In fact, Wu Jie was also dumbfounded, the moment the gun rang out, thinking that he was done, but he saw Joseph's sniper rifle flying out of his hand, and the barrel was twisted.

Apparently someone shot Joseph's gun.

Wu Jie turned his head in a daze, only to see a person with a spear in his hand, running over on tiptoe, Joseph, who had a dislocated arm, had just gotten up, and the person who ran over flew into the air, kicked his feet three times, kicked Joseph more than ten meters away, and fell down again, coughing up blood, unable to get up.

"Kick well, kick to death." Wu Jie saw who saved him, and immediately became happy, wiped off the blood on his face, and sighed: "Yang Zi, if you are a little late, I will return to the west, buddy." ”

"You are blessed with great fortune and great creation, and Lord Yama can't accept you."

Yang Chen, who appeared in time, walked to Joseph's side as he spoke, squatted down, pinched Joseph's mouth, and pulled out a denture, which was so poisonous that it could be bitten and used by CIA agents as a last resort to prevent leaking secrets if they could not resist torture to extract confessions.

Yang Chen speculated that Wu Jie Lao Huang might be attacked, so he sent someone to escort him and secretly rushed to Kampala to pick him up.

Joseph stared at Yang Chen, and said with a hideous face: "This piece has been blocked, you can't escape!" ”

"Really?" Yang Chen asked rhetorically with a playful expression.