Lu Hang rolled on the spot, rolled to the other side of the door, and got up sharply, clinging to the edge of the door and trying to probe outward, which immediately caused a rain of bullets.

"He can't come back!"

Wang Qiang on the other side shouted at Lu Hang like this, because Lu Hang was not in a hurry to close the half door over there.

The heavy door of the bank finally closed, obscuring the light again, still being hit by bullets, making a strange tuk-tuk sound, occasionally accompanied by the sound of penetration and bullet holes in weak spots.

Wang Qiang had blood on his body and face, and he felt a drop of heat slowly sliding down his cheek and past the corner of his lips.

He knew the blood wasn't his, but he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the drop into his mouth.

This blood is bitter, so bitter that my heart trembles; It's very astringent, so astringent that I can't make a sound in my throat; This is the blood of the horse's leg, and Wang Qiang's whole body is the blood of the horse's leg.

Because the horse's legs were limping in front of him at that time, the moment the storm suddenly happened, the horse's legs turned back violently, knocking down Wang Qiang and Lin Weiquan, and then fell sideways in front of the two of them, like a sandbag.

Wang Qiang said that he couldn't come back, and he didn't want to say that he was dead, because he always said that he couldn't die, that he still had unpaid debts, and that it was impossible for him to go to see the elders of Xiaohe Village.

Slid down the cold wall next to the door little by little, and slid to the ground, although the door continued to be hit, and continued to shine through bullet holes from time to time, it didn't stop Wang Qiang's breathing from returning to smoothness, he was just a little stunned, staring blankly at the ground in front of him, half of his face was bloody.

……

Compared with the first floor of Qianzhuang, the situation on the second floor is not very good, and the angry counterattack of the little girl drove several Zhu Bajie who were on the second floor, such as Chop Jiu, to rush to the window and fire outside.

It's a pity that they were taken care of by the light machine gun, and they swept every window on the second floor over and over again, and a Zhu Bajie lost the Tianling cover on the spot, and died under the window and was still smoking, so frightened that they all leaned against the wall pillars between the windows and hid, watching the things that could be broken one by one, listening to the screams of the owners in the conference room, and they didn't know what to do next.

The only person who had a gun in his hand but didn't fire a single shot was the Tower, and his head grew as big as he heard the machine gun, wishing that he could get as far away from the window as possible. The angry little girl in the hustle and bustle of the shooting cursed at him over and over again, but he didn't hear it, but began to run towards the corridor.

He had to go downstairs to make sure the boss was still there, or he wouldn't be able to stay any longer, and every second would be too long.

Outside the window, in the street below, the police and detective teams are rushing out of their hidden positions, some slipping through the wall, some climbing the wall, ready to start their righteous cause......

If the Independent Regiment is a big family, then the Second Company has always behaved like a sensible and well-behaved child; Seeing that the unlucky brother of the first company was in the limelight in everything, and the younger brother who lacked virtue in the special warfare company was talking nonsense every day, the second company laughed at their reckless courage and was actually sour in his heart.

To fight Songxi Town, this is probably the first time that the second company has acted independently in the real sense, Luo Cheng is interested in political significance, Cai Qing is counting on raising his eyebrows, the soldiers are looking forward to adding equipment, the security army plus the police detective team, even if they escape quickly, they must leave something behind.

At this time, just after noon, three miles west of Songxi Town, the barren grass sometimes has no wind, if you can overlook from the sky, you can now hide here more than 300 dirt and eight roads, although hidden, but all of them are eager, anxious and impatient.

Gunfire was coming from the town of Pine Creek in sight, and it hadn't stopped for a full fifteen minutes.

Cai Qing, who was hidden behind the grass, was about to twist his brows into a pimple, and the security forces of that company were all outside the town, and the defense in four directions was obviously to block the town, which was an unexpected situation. Originally, his plan was to move before the evening, and divide the second company into two parts, one directly to the town, and the other to go straight to the garrison of the security army.

He scolded the long arm countless times in his heart for losing the big because of the small loss, he thought that all this was caused by the long arm being greedy for small gains, and thought that the fierce battle in the city was the long arm stabbing the hornet's nest.

Luo Cheng's face was also dark, and Cai Qing's infinite silence finally made him unable to help but ask: "Do you still have to wait for the evening as originally planned?" Do you have a statement? If you plan to do it now, you can't hesitate any longer! ”

"Hit now, plan to redeploy, it takes time to unfold. Running so far here, is it just to fire a few shots and see these security forces flee on the spot? ”

"Do you want to expand it again? You...... Want to encircle? Do we have enough troops? Time is of the essence! ”

"Don't worry,

I know that time is tight, so I don't surround all of them, but circle three missing one, leave a way for them to run, and peel off their skin! ”

……

The offensive battle of Qianzhuang was a mess!

The captain of the straw bale only said one fight, and as for how to fight, no one knows, so it's right to fight each one, and it's better not to have the supervision of the chief.

The police beat the police, and the detective team beat the detective team.

Under the cover of all kinds of chaotic shooting, some of them rushed across the street, hiding under the window of the bank with a heavy gate, or prostrate or curled up or prayed, and the two policemen were already obscene at the gate of the bank, angrily asking the guys in the back for grenades, to blow up the door, so the guys in the back continued to ask for grenades in the back, because he didn't have that thing.

The backyard hit the backyard, here is mainly the detective team, they tried to climb over the wall into the backyard of the money village, but unfortunately a few Zhu Bajie in the window on the second floor desperately shot at the backyard wall, helplessly the detective team could only nest outside the courtyard wall towards the second floor to shoot obscenely, so that the ashes fell and the bricks fell, so violent, no one dared to think of coming to the rear roof to put a fire point to suppress the back window on the second floor; Of course, no one wants to do the work of this budding bird, even if they can remember it.

Before the crisis, the various bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the Qian Zhuang no longer needed anyone to come forward, and they automatically formed a cooperation.

All the Zhu Bajie rushed up to the second floor, and they used the windows on the second floor to shoot desperately at the street in front or into the backyard, delaying the attack of the police and the detective team.

The masked robbers were divided into two parts, one continued to be molested in the counter on the first floor, and once the gate was breached, they had to block the gate with bullets and guard the hall on the first floor; The other guarded the direction of the back door, holding their guns tightly one by one, listening to the detonation of the shots inside and outside the building, either panting or trembling.

The hostages are no longer in charge, do you still need to take care of them? Everyone knows everything that is born outside the gate, and all those who go out and surrender have become corpses in the sun, and now they can only cry without a soul, or scold blindly, and there is no way out.

The little girl sat under a window on the second floor, and she didn't participate in the shooting anymore, because her big-eyed masturbation hit only seven bullets, which she habitually kept for last-minute strain.

From time to time, stray bullets flew into the window above her head, hitting the ceiling or behind the wall, this is a scenery in her eyes, but at this time she didn't have the heart to look, the horse's leg died, she felt that she probably had to die here, this little soldier can understand the situation, can't get out! I want to talk about "Crossing the Anti-Japanese 1936" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~

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