Not only Scarface was confused, but even the police were confused, saying that they would rob the bank? What is the promise that the land is full of money? So many of us are here to pick up money.

Most of the police on the Thai side are inactive, and they also collude with various forces, even small foreign forces like me, who have a few eyeliners in the police station. Not to mention Raychel and Mr. Big.

Even I suspect that the big fat man in the lead is Raychel's man. The big fat man's belly is like a pregnancy, and the belt is placed on the first button, and the waistband of the pants can't fall off.

He glanced left and right, coughed dryly, and said, "Close!" ”

As a super old fat fritter, he can certainly see what Scarface is going to do? Mergers and battles like this happen almost every day in the Golden Triangle, but this time the battle is a bit bigger.

Scarface nodded meaningfully to the big fat man, with an appreciative smile, while the big fat man nodded and bowed, looking embarrassed.

I saw all this clearly in my telescope, and to be reasonable, I was not a particularly smart and scheming person, and along the way, I only relied on the help of my brothers and the luck of the gods. But no matter how stupid I am, I won't put the treasure on the Thai police, I know very well what kind of goods this kind of errand is.

Without leaving the binoculars, I waved my hand, and Kunka, who had already been prepared, shouted. A large number of spectators flocked out, and Wuyang was in Wuyang.

This time, Scarface and the big fat cop are confused again.

Scarface is rampant, and the Golden Triangle is indeed poorly secure. Just now, Scarface prepared a mortar to bombard it directly, and he didn't think about civilians at all. He also knows that there are civilians inside, but he is not afraid, this is the Golden Triangle, people are as cheap as grass, if you kill them, you will kill them, who cares?

But in front of so many policemen, he didn't dare to use mortars, not even guns. No matter how much the police are decorations, they can't kill people in front of them, right? Everyone eats together, and if they do this kind of thing in person, these police officers don't have to wear big hats.

But what if so many civilians are looking for someone to hide in here? Scarface is sure that I must be trying to escape from the chaos when I release so many people.

But he obviously hadn't heard a great emperor say that the key to winning a war was not to do what the enemy wanted, let alone what the enemy wanted you to do.

That emperor was: Napoleon. Bonaparte.

Scarface glanced at the big fat man and told him not to go. Now that time is pressing, reinforcements will arrive in a while, so why don't you hurry up and help search this group of people to find out who wants to escape.

The big fat man is also clever, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten mixed up like this. As soon as the door closed, he began to help with the inspection. Scarface lifted AK47 to the sky, and suddenly the audience squatted on the ground in fright, and only breathed quietly.

Scarface and his men make their way through the crowd with guns, trying to get us out of the way as quickly as possible.

I picked up my gun, and although it wasn't a sniper rifle, it had a range of several hundred meters. I'm sorry to say it, I aimed at Scarface's eyebrows, trying to shoot him, but I only got my ear through. It's a bit embarrassing, it seems that Scarface will have an extra nickname in the future, one-eared mouse.

Scarface screamed and squatted on the ground covering his ears. Kunka and his men, as well as Zhao Zichu and others, were not idle, and they shot together, although they hit very little, but they also made the scene chaotic.

I have to say that the marksmanship of this group of boxers is really inaccurate. Except for Brother Zhao, everyone else is fighting against the sky, and Kunka's people carry guns every day, but they have never received formal training, and their crosshairs are extremely poor.

Fortunately, it was harmless, and there was no hope for their marksmanship. All I want is chaos, mess into a pot of porridge. When the shootout began, Scarface and the police officers ignored the crowd and hid behind the car and drew their guns to shoot.

The audience dispersed in a hurry and ran away directly. Now it seems that Kunka's crosshairs are not good, and they are a blessing in disguise, but they have saved the lives of these innocent people.

Therefore, sometimes incompetence is not a sin, on the contrary, it can save people's lives.

Our firepower is obviously not as strong as Scarface's, and this group of policemen simply blatantly shoots at us, so we can't do it anymore.

After only ten minutes of fighting, we were completely suppressed, we didn't even have a chance to shoot, and we were about to be bitten by bullets as soon as we raised our heads.

Under the constant suppression of Scarface's fire, mortars and heavy weapons were also ready. Now that there are no more ordinary people, their bombardment is even more unscrupulous.

I even saw through the binoculars the big fat man with the car walkie-talkie yelling, "What about the tanks? Call me tanks and troops, there are armed men attacking police officers, yes! Right away! ”

Mortars can't withstand it, so if we come to two tanks, we'll just screw off our heads and offer them to others.

Scarface snapped his fingers and said, "One shot!" ”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the mortar shell also fell into the chamber, and then there was a roar.

The mortar exploded behind me, and a violent vibration filled the space, rubble and stone flying sideways. In just one fell swoop, three or four guards died, and even the bodies could not be found.

Scarface picks up the police loudspeaker and shouts at us, "Teach the hostages, I can keep you safe!" ”

Your mother! There are hostages, which makes him say, we have become lawbreakers who kidnap good people. Besides, who are our hostages?

After thinking about it for a while, Brother Zhao reminded me that it turned out that the hostages were the glasses man and the Muay Thai guy. I smiled and shouted, "I'm sorry, you just blew up the hostage!" ”

"Fuck you!" Scarface scolded angrily, he was just a demonstration in the shot just now, and he wanted to kill a few, but he never thought of killing the man with glasses! Later I learned that the order given by Raychel was to save the man with glasses at all costs, and if he couldn't do it, he would not have been so excited.

I didn't know this layer at the time, but seeing him so excited, I knew that the identity of the glasses man was extraordinary, and the people who could be used as hostages were all extremely valuable people, such as Wanjun.

"I advise you not to be stubborn, but to trust the government and the people! The Emperor of Thailand will not hurt a good person, let alone let go of a bad person, you surrender now, we make a promise on behalf of the Golden Triangle police, we will treat you leniently. ”

The big fat man also took the loudspeaker and wanted to trick us out, and when he said such things, it was simply an insult to my IQ and that of so many adults.

I definitely risked being wanted by the Thai police to give him a shot, and the ten stars of the scope were quickly aimed at the fat man's fat and pimple face, as long as I pulled the trigger, he would definitely die, of course, it was possible to hit the ear again, after all, I have been a little poor in the head lately, and this is not a sniper rifle.

But suddenly the scope dimmed, I raised my head, Brother Zhao shook his head, and he covered the scope with his hand. I followed his gaze and saw a gun on the temple of the big fat man.

A young policeman pointed a gun at his commander and said, "Boss! It's time for us to withdraw! ”

"What do you mean?" The big fat man had a cold face, and he was turned back by his own men before the battle, not to mention disgusting. Moreover, this anti-water policeman seems to be of a very high rank, and he should only be smaller than the fat man's position, because his clothes are the same as the fat man.

The young policeman didn't answer the fat man, but backhanded a rifle butt, knocked the fat man unconscious, and then dragged him into the car. Scarface looked at him coldly, and didn't dare to act rashly.

The status of the police in the Golden Triangle is indeed not high, but even this kind of force with the highest scar face does not dare to openly do the police, no matter how you say that people are also state machines.

I didn't know why the young policeman suddenly turned back, let alone why he helped me or for what purpose. I didn't even pay attention to his face, thinking that he was just a passing guest in my life, and that I wouldn't have anything to do with him. But fate is so wonderful, no one thought that he would become one of the most important brothers in my life.

The cops came and went fast, and Scarface didn't stop him too much. After all, his own team is enough to crush us.

He stretched out his finger and shouted, "I'll count to three, and when I'm done, I'll blow this place up!" ”

We were all nervous, I also sweated myself, and we all made such a big move, why haven't Mr. Big and the military advisor arrived yet? It's going to die if it's not going to happen again!

"One!" Scarface counted, his fingers raised.

He didn't count to two, when a small pebble slammed into his face with a thunderbolt. He turned his head angrily and saw a bald guy with a slingshot.

I don't know how the others reacted, but I was confused. Hold a slingshot and face these multiple guns and heavy weapons? This is a real warrior.

The bald guy is none other than Fauber. He stood majestically, took a pebble out of his pocket again, and to everyone's stunned eyes, pulled up the slingshot, and aimed it at Scarface.

At this time, the sun was in full bloom, as if the light of the whole world had converged on the old bald head, and his slingshot held high was like a sharp arrow that shot the sun, and was gilded with a brilliant luster by the sun.

Chirp!

The pebble flew out.

Scarface hugged his head and quickly hid, it was too powerful just now, and his face was swollen!

"him!" Scarface yelled, and his men all came to their senses and raised their guns to shoot.

The bald guy wasn't stupid, in fact, when he hit the stones, he lay on the ground, and the men behind him also lay on the ground. Of course he didn't come alone, and he certainly didn't just carry a slingshot, and he wasn't stupid.

Bang Bang Bang!

Bullets flew, and the bald guy snatched the two large submachine guns under his hand, and after the first round of bullets, he jumped to his feet, and then, on one knee, pulled the trigger frantically with two fingers. The men behind him were also shooting wildly.

There was no cover between the two sides, and everyone greeted the bullet with their bodies, and no one knew which important part of the body the bullet would pass through in the next second.

The bald guy was like a god of war, the bullet casings of the two guns burst out wildly, and he used his powerful firepower to make everyone who tried to target him see Hades, which also saved his life in a short life-and-death confrontation.

However, his people naturally don't have as many people as Scarface, and none of them are Kunka's people, let alone him?

Having recovered from his momentary shock, Kunka had red eyes, raised his gun, rushed out, and yelled, "him! ”

His men rushed out after him, and we were not far behind and rushed forward towards Scarface. As soon as the charge began, the mortars and heavy weapons were useless, and they did not dare to fight indiscriminately, and the accidental wounds were sometimes far more terrible than the enemy's casualties.

The two of us seem to be in the middle of the fight, and the victory is in our hands. In fact, everyone who understands knows that we are still at a disadvantage, very dangerous, and the current advantage is just the suppression of momentum, which is completely supported by the personal charm of the bald guy and his apprentice Kunka.

But after all, this is a war, not a celebrity idol drama, and personal charm cannot influence the situation and reverse fate. After a brief moment of panic, Scarface immediately regained his composure. They really have no reason to be afraid. They were well-trained, well-armed, and battle-hardened, and battle-hardened in battles of blood and fire, far beyond the ability of these guards to control spectators.

After a few minutes of fighting, the Scarface man was in complete control of the situation. For them, the veterans, Kunka and his master's recruit Danzi make countless simple and fatal mistakes, and these mistakes are undoubtedly the difference between victory and defeat on the battlefield.

The Scarface formed an anti-front and rear flanking formation, handed over their backs to their comrades who trusted each other, and began to shoot with low squats and high accuracy, sniping at this group of hot-headed fools who only knew how to rush!

In just a few moments, I saw those who charged in defeat and crawled backwards, and in less than ten minutes, the scar-faced man taught them a truth that he would remember for life: the door of the brain cannot block bullets!

We have few people, and once our momentum is leaked, we will definitely be defeated. But the two Muay Thai kings, one old and one young, don't understand many of the principles of warfare, they just copy their experience from boxing into this small-scale war.

In the ring, courage is something that transcends technique. But in war, courage may be useful, but it is by no means so crucial. War is cold and objective, and numbers, weapons and equipment and experience determine the outcome of life and death.

Unaware that a gun had been aimed at him, Kunka continued to overwhelm the other with heavy fire, even if a bullet flew through his head, he was undaunted.

Bang!

The one who aimed at him pulled the trigger!

Zhao Zichu rushed forward directly, knocked him away, and then rolled over, pulling Kunka to find cover and hide. Brother Zhao's experience and handling of the rain of bullets far surpasses Kunka.

However, even if Brother Zhao is the king of soldiers, his tactical movements are very standard and rigorous, but he is still not as fast as bullets. The bullet that had been waiting for a long time bit him and burrowed into his thigh.

He gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, tore open a piece of cloth, rolled it into a column, and blocked the wound raw. For this type of wound, hemostasis is the first priority.

Kunka looked around, his face was extremely ugly, this boxing champion who never admitted defeat had to admit that he lost!

This may be the power of modern weapons!