The flower machine gun immediately began to sound suddenly, and the diffuse trajectory pounced into the darkness and swept the target viciously across the clearing, and a wave of bullets whistled into the wall, whistling and stirring up the soil on the ground, and at the same time mixed with the occasional whistling sound into the target, in the blink of an eye, nearly thirty bullet casings rolled down on the floor inside the window, and the sound of ding-dong was lingering.

The little girl didn't stop, she continued to run down the corridor, a traitor carrying a shell gun, and the wooden holster was diagonally behind her and dangled back and forth exaggeratedly with the run. When I entered the door, I saw a window on the second floor, and my brother once said that it was on the night shift to guard the phone, and the building would be cleared if he was killed.

Don't look at the thief's age, the crime of face-to-face close murder has long been accumulated, which can be described as full of evil; A gun in the hand is violent, fluttering pigtails like the wind rushing to the stairs, a few scurrying and a few jumps, already at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, not towards the corridor on the second floor but first prostrate on the ground, both hands of the gun in front of her in advance to be shot, and then a little bit out of the corner, downstairs outside the fierce shooting sound did not affect her hunting concentration.

However, the dark corridor in front of the muzzle was empty, and there was no breath in sight of the target.

So the thief patiently got up the muzzle of the gun and did not put it down, tried to stick to one side of the wall, moved forward step by step, and landed on his toes first every step, light as a cat and obscene as a mouse, with a thief's face twisted his evil eyebrows, passing through a door, and passing through a door, she slowly remembered in her heart.

A faint voice suddenly sounded: "...... Hey, hey, hey! Why not yet...... Feed! Do you want me to say it 800 times, this is the police force......"

Shaking the pigtail and pricking up his ears, the thief finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ran to the target door in a few steps, looked at the door and took two steps back, suddenly burst two feet high, and kicked out a small flying foot!

Boom - the door is still the door, and the line has not moved.

Poof—so she kicked her fluttery little body back, and fell her back with Venus staring in the sky!

Woohoo Woo ...... Suddenly a gun rang out inside the door, and the door felt deafening, and bullet holes appeared in the door, and the bullets that came out of the holes hit the wall opposite the door, and the ashes and dirt also fell, and the thief who fell on the ground was full of faces, and was choked with a wrenched cough, and his sanity was restored. Is this a tactical mistake? Or is it a strategic blunder? She couldn't figure it out.

Even the rolling belt crawled out of the target door, hating that he didn't have a grenade, and hurriedly tried to open every door nearby, and finally there was a room to enter, whether it was a file or a notebook, he took out a stack of papers, and piled them at the door of the target, and then even the drawers and chairs were all used, and the paper was lit first, and the flames quickly flickered.

Then walk into the room closest to the target, gently open the window, take off the wooden holster behind him, snap it into the handle of the shell, connect it to the butt, lie on the windowsill and hold the gun, probe out of the window and stare at the window where the target is located.

I thought I would have to wait a few minutes, but after more than ten seconds, a figure hurriedly jumped out of the window, fell to the dark ground outside the first floor, and had to climb in a hurry.

"Shameless you still run!"

Filled with anger, she finally found an exit, so the gun in her hand kept ringing, and she was stunned to empty the magazine at that vague target!

Before the target died, he had a moment of doubt, he didn't understand, why should he say that he was shameless? Therefore, he was unable to close his eyes after death. Actually, it was a mop that caused all this.

……

The captain of the well didn't have time to put on his military uniform at all, he only appeared downstairs with a saber, and his face turned pale with anger, because there are almost no troops in the gendarmerie at present, and most of them are busy in the concentration camp in Songxi Town.

He then ordered the disheveled civilian gendarmes to be gathered together and a second detachment to be formed temporarily.

More than a dozen devil gendarmes hurried out of the gate of the gendarmerie with bayonets, and not far outside the gate of the police force, as soon as the one who ran in front appeared, the flower machine gun in a window on the first floor of the police force roared, and at the same time, there were shooting flames flashing again and again in a window on the second floor, and the three military police figures in front of them lay down on the spot, and the rest hurriedly avoided both sides of the outer wall of the gate, unable to rush in!

In the gendarmerie, the clerical detachment was hurriedly formed, all of them were disheveled and had no time to put on, or they were holding Wang Ba boxes or carrying knives, standing in a row and looking at the well in a panic.

The angry well was about to wave his hand, and the gunfire suddenly rang out in the direction of the west of the city, and the scene was stunned.

"Go and inform the garrison to abandon the police force and divert to the West Gate!"

This order was a hysterical exit in bird language, tearing the night straight into the sky, waking up the whole city in the darkness......

In the battle, the decaying ghost is a mad dog, the people around him finally saw his reckless capital, the gun is fast, the judgment is accurate, as if he is naturally sensitive to short-range moving targets, the darkness in the night can not cover the prey in his eyes at all, every time he seems to be crazy after a burst of shooting, either the box wood is broken and there is a wail, or a muffled man falls, his gun can always fire at the source of the sound for the first time, and then shoot after shoot to run with the footsteps in the dark, like a dog.

This mad dog didn't want to cooperate with Tian Sanqi at all, he was rebellious; However, Tian Sanqi didn't want to cooperate with him at all, the two of them were fighting their own at all, fighting on the fact that the enemy was not a well-trained devil, even so, it was like a bamboo, devastating.

The moment the prison gate of the police force was attacked, this limited range of fighting was actually over, the damned ones were already dead, and those who could escape had already escaped, and several prison guards knelt down, and then were annihilated by some of the prisoners who rushed out of the cages, and then curled up, beaten over and over again by chains and shackles, and turned into corpses whose bones were still shattered.

Xiao Jia thought that the scene after the robbery should be enthusiastic, although he didn't have to be regarded as a hero, but thought that he could face countless enthusiasm for freedom, but the truth was the opposite.

The prisoners who rushed out of the prison rushed in the dark corridors, full of the screeching sound of shackles falling to the ground, and the cries of being trampled, and the stinking figures running towards them hit and scratched again and again, making it difficult for Xiao Jia to move in, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Don't panic! We are the Eighth Route Army! Once you're out, try to climb over the west and north walls, and don't go through the gates! ”

A burst of wind came to his face, and a broken bowl was thrown in the dark, which hit Xiao Jia's forehead hard and shattered into two halves and fell to the ground, and then shattered, and was trampled by the ragged figure that passed by barefoot, and immediately let out a piercing scream.

"you, Eighth Route Army! There are only three days left in Lao Tzu's sentence! Slut! ”

I could feel a trail of blood slowly sliding down the corner of his eyes, Xiao Jia didn't want to wipe it, and he didn't want to know who threw the broken bowl or who scolded him, let alone talk anymore.

Chen Chong carried a large bunch of keys, hurriedly opened the last few death row doors, each room was empty, which made his anxious heart higher and higher, and the key began to twist the rope, and finally pulled away the heaviness in front of him, and a huge shadow slammed out of the darkness in front of him, and before he could draw his gun, the feeling of suffocation had already hit.

"O dear! Hahahaha......"

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