The damp and cold spring in England is very uncomfortable, the leather shoes are stepping on the grass, and the socks will be wet after a while, Liu Ziguang is walking in front with little Arthur, followed by Bobby and Dongfang Ke, Zhang Baiqiang is carrying a gun, his steps are faintly difficult, and a drop of blood drops down the wrist on the grass.

The shootout on the highway continued, Chu Xiangdong and the three of them lay behind the wreckage of the car and started a shootout with the pursuers, and the gangsters who were originally dispersed by Liu Ziguang also climbed up from under the roadbed and surrounded them from the flanks.

The battle was very difficult, although Chu Xiangdong and they were heroes all over the world, but these British gangsters were not good men and women, especially these guys from the Kent group, who had been shooting wild ducks by the pond with shotguns with shotguns since they were children, and their marksmanship was quite good.

The sky was extremely cold, the bullets were whizzing by, Chu Xiangdong sat behind a scrapped car, pressing the bullets into the magazine, suddenly he felt that his face was a little wet, and when he looked up, there was a mist of rain and rain floating in the sky.

He wiped his face, turned his head and saw that Liu Ziguang and the others had walked a few hundred meters away, and this distance could not be reached.

"Crow, Lu Hai, you two retreat first, I'll cover." Chu Xiangdong loaded the magazine, pulled the bolt and aimed at the shadowy pursuer in the distance and said.

"Adong, you go first, I'll break later!" The raven slammed two shots and roared in an unmistakable tone.

"You've grown up, aren't you, you're disobedient, aren't you?" Chu Xiangdong got angry and grabbed the crow's arm.

"Brother Dong, I'm a rotten boy, if I die, I'll die, your mother is still there, you can't die." This time, the crow didn't listen to him, suddenly withdrew his arm, and continued to shoot, and a guy with a head in the distance fell to the ground.

"Crow, listen to Brother Dong's words, you withdraw first, and I will cover." Lu Hai crawled over from the other side, his face covered in stains and blood, and it seemed that he had also experienced a fierce battle.

"Stop, you go!" The crow's head does not look back.

"Raven... Ran Chu Xiangdong saw a pool of blood under the crow, and hurriedly removed the hand covering his chest, his clothes were red, and he was shot.

"You're injured, Lu Hai, you carry him away!" Chu Xiangdong's heart tightened, he knew that the crow was fatally wounded, and he was afraid that it would not work this time.

The crow pushed Chu Xiangdong away, smiled at the two brothers, and raised his pistol to his temple: "Adong, Ahai, if you don't leave, I'll kill myself." ”

"Brother!" So far, what else can the two of them say, they took a deep last look at their brother, turned around and left, and never looked back.

Dense gunfire rang out behind him, and the crows did not dare to raise their heads.

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A distance of a few hundred meters made the pampered His Royal Highness Bobby breathless, and finally reached the farmhouse, where he could no longer walk, gasping for breath, and sat down on the wooden steps of the farmhouse.

Liu Ziguang pushed the door of the farmhouse, it was locked, many British upper-class people will buy real estate in the suburbs, and live here in their spare time to weed, ride horses, hunt, presumably this farmhouse is like this, he unceremoniously kicked the door in and searched, and found no one, but saw a tractor parked outside the window, and an old gun hanging on the wall.

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Chu Xiangdong and Lu Hai stumbled and ran, and the gunfire in the distance became more and more intense, it was the crow that used his life to buy them time to escape.

Probably realizing that the other party's gunfire was weak, the gangsters gradually gathered around from three directions, and after a bluff, the other party was still quiet and did not react.

"They're out of bullets!" The gangsters rushed forward, only to see a bloodied man sitting behind the wreckage of the car, with hundreds of bullet casings scattered around him, and a depleted submachine gun and pistol thrown aside, the man's injuries were so badly that his lips were bloodless, but his eyes were still shining.

The crow fumbled a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, looking out at the lush fields in the distance, and the scene of his childhood in Hong Kong's Tsz Wan Mountain House Village came to mind.

"I want to go back to that moment." He smiled hard, looked around at the hideous-looking ghosts, picked up the lighter, lit a cigarette, and threw the lighter on the ground full of gasoline.

With a loud bang, a huge fireball rose into the air.

Chu Xiangdong and Lu Hai turned their heads suddenly, Rao is a tough guy with iron bones, and at this moment, he can't help but be short of breath, and his eyes are full of tears.

In the farmhouse, Bobby and Arthur Jr. were startled by the explosion, Zhang Baiqiang, who lowered his head and was wounded, paused slightly and continued to bandage, Liu Ziguang sat on the tractor, just looked at the flames in the distance, and continued to twist the engine key.

There was a rumbling sound, the tractor started, Liu Ziguang jumped out of the car and came over and shouted: "Get in the car, go!" ”

Bobby and the others climbed onto the tractor, Chu Xiangdong and Lu Hai also stumbled over, but Zhang Baiqiang still sat there without moving.

"Brother Qiang, let's go." Chu Xiangdong shouted impatiently.

"I've been shot, and it's a drag on you to go, and I'll stay to block it for a while." Zhang Baiqiang said categorically.

"It's not your turn! Get me in the car. Liu Ziguang jumped down from the tractor and walked in front of Zhang Baiqiang and shouted loudly.

Zhang Baiqiang pointed his gun at Liu Ziguang: "Boss, I'm sorry, I owe my brothers, it's time to pay it back." ”

Liu Ziguang snatched the pistol, slashed a knife on Zhang Baiqiang's neck, and shouted at Chu Xiangdong: "Resist him!" ”

Zhang Baiqiang, who was unconscious, was lifted onto the tractor, and Liu Ziguang handed the pistol and the remaining bullets to Chu Xiangdong and said: "You take them to the port of Portsmouth to find a COSCO cargo ship called 'Xiangjiang', and the captain will arrange for you." ”

Chu Xiangdong nodded vigorously, Liu Ziguang thought for a while and continued: "If there is danger, give up the big one and keep the small one, you know." ”

"I understand." Chu stepped on the accelerator to the east, and the tractor's huge tires lifted up patches of dirt and drove forward.

By this time, the pursuers' cars had already driven far away, and more than a dozen cars were lined up, driving murderously on the wet grass of southern England, like chariots.

They killed red-eyed today, originally just for money, but after paying huge casualties, it has become a private hatred, gangsters also have brotherhood, watching their brothers be shot in the head and burned to death by gasoline points, no bloody man will retreat half a step.

Liu Ziguang watched the tractor leave, walked into the room, and plucked the plum from the wall. Enfield Mark III bolt-action rifle, opened the bolt and checked, the chamber is very clean, the metal parts are shiny, the wooden part is smooth and neat, the wood grain is clear, and even the leather strap is like a brand new, it seems that the owner usually pays attention to the maintenance of this old gun from the First World War.

Liu Ziguang tore open the carton, pulled the magazine release button in the trigger retainer, removed the magazine and pressed ten bullets into it, then stuffed the remaining bullets into his pocket, walked out of the door with the rifle on his back, picked up the wooden ladder placed by the door, walked to the back of the farmhouse and climbed up, lay on the wet roof, used the chimney as a cover, pulled the bolt with a bang, and aimed at the nearest car.

"Bang" a gunshot, startled the swallows that made a nest under the eaves of the farmhouse flapped their wings and flew up, Liu Ziguang put down the gun, observed the ballistic landing point, the old gun decades ago was still extremely sharp, the first bullet accurately hit the car, hit the driver behind the windshield, the car lost control and crashed into the railing, the dead driver lay on the steering wheel, and the long flute sounded as if whose mourning music was playing.

Liu Ziguang pulled the bolt after the rotation, a hot brass bullet shell jumped out, rolled down along the red tile, the second bullet was loaded, this time he just took a rough aim, shot decisively, and then quickly loaded and continued to shoot, the continuous precision rifle fire immediately stopped the other party, the gangsters climbed out of the car, hid behind the car and gasped, and shouted to each other: "They have sniper rifles!" ”

"No, Bill, it's a machine gun, I was a soldier in the Army, I can hear it!"

A few guys didn't believe in evil, rushed out from behind the car, and detoured to the flank of the farmhouse while shooting frantically, but the weapons in their hands could not pose any threat to Liu Ziguang at all, but Liu Ziguang shot them all to the ground with precision.

Armed only with pistols and submachine guns, the gangsters were helpless, and in this unsheltered open area, they had no power to return fire in the face of long-range fire from machine guns.

Sirens sounded in the distance, and a large group of police arrived, in fact, the local police received a call half an hour ago, but the rural police in England were not even equipped with guns, and they were powerless to stop this crime, and now it was the SWAT team from London that was dispatched, equipped with body armor and submachine guns, and snipers to cooperate with the operation.

The gangsters tried to run, but as soon as they got up, they were put down by the snipers in the farmhouse, and they complained bitterly, so they could only wait for the police to arrest them, even if they were put in prison than died in the wilderness.

The police were quite surprised by the situation at the scene, and they thought that they had come to Mexico, where drug dealers were rampant, and more than a dozen cars were parked on the road, burning only the wreckage, and the ground was covered with bullet casings and bloodstains.

All the gangsters were arrested, according to their confession, there was a sniper hiding on the roof of the farmhouse, and the police did not dare to slack off, first shouting to do ideological work, and then sending special police with heavy shields to advance step by step, and finally occupied the farmhouse, but only found an old rifle of the grandfather's generation that had been emptied.

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In the port of Portsmouth in the south of England, a Chinese freighter full of goods slowly left the port, three tall men walked out of the bilge, stood at the stern and looked at the distant mainland of England, the man led by silently took out a bottle of liquor, bit off the cap and poured the wine into the rough sea.

"To the crows." He said.

"Brother respect." The other two men said at the same time, the setting sun shone on their bandaged bodies, as if inlaid with a layer of gold edges, the sea breeze was whining, and the bagpipes sounded, which was the familiar "Friendship Lasts Forever":

How can we forget the old friends, can we not think about the old days, how can we forget the friendship for a long time, long live the friendship long life, long live the friendship, raise a glass and drink and sing the praises of friendship for a long time, we used to wander around the green hills of our hometown all day long, we have also experienced hardships and wanderings, long live friendship long live friends, long live friendship, raise a glass and drink in unison, praise friendship for a long time (the specific scene can be made up by yourself)

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