Chapter 494: Horror on the Wharf (3)

The agents of the Military Intelligence Department who could be selected by Huo Yuanjia to participate in this secret evacuation mission were all veterans who had participated in many firefights between Wei and Maozi in Tianjin.

When Rottooth Bill's mercenaries evade the sudden sound of PP2-42's gunfire on the battlefield, the Old Bird agents immediately seized the fleeting opportunity to adjust.

Some people dragged those comrades who were still panting after being shot into the back of cover, while more people moved in the direction of Huang Xiaolei and Huo Yuanjia in order to regroup in order to regain the initiative on the battlefield from the battlefield.

The ability that Miss Advocate showed at this time also made people realize that her status as the leader of the "Evil Spirit" team was not entirely due to the indisputability of Zhang Yu and Lin Yue and his wife.

"Over there, two more people on the flanks! And you, if you don't want to eat guns, change cover! Huang Xiaolei kept giving orders to the MI agents who came close, just as she often did in the light curtain of the dome.

To put it mildly, just in terms of playing and commanding urban street battles, Miss Advocate can throw off Bill a few streets. Originally, the former Wall Street paralegal crushed the Irishman in terms of intellectual attributes, and in that apocalyptic New York scene, Huang Xiaolei and they had to fight with the clones on the streets and indoors almost every day in order to survive.

At this time, Huang Xiaolei had already left the grain pile, although those bags of grain could well absorb the kinetic energy of the bullets, but this kind of bunker made of dried grain was flammable, and it was necessary to leave quickly if there was a chance.

"Hey, boy, drag your master back and see where he got shot!" At this time, although Huo Yuanjia was still in a posture of shooting shoulder-to-shoulder, Huang Xiaolei estimated from his bloodless face that Huo Yuanjia was about to go into shock, and most of them would be confused.

"My master is covered in blood! I don't know where he was shot! Chen Zhen heard Huang Xiaolei's shout, so he crawled out of the corner and dragged Huo Yuanjia back.

After all, Chen Zhen is still half a child, and he is crying when he speaks at this time. The young lady found out that this guy was a young man who had just entered the battlefield, and it was unrealistic to expect him to rescue Huo Yuanjia.

"F*ck! The old lady worked hard to get a clerical job, is this especially forcing the old lady to move the rough rhythm?" The young lady complained uncleanly, but the quick movements in her hands did not fall.

Huang Xiaolei first used the belt ditch to return to a wonton vendor's trolley where she was hiding outside the bunker, then poured out all the debris on the cart, and then piled a passer-by who was dead after being hit by a stray bullet into the trolley.

After gesturing to the agents in the other bunker asking for fire cover, Miss Advocate hung the box with the radio on the blood-soaked mobile bunker, took a deep breath and waited for the agent in charge of fire cover to shoot.

Slap, slap, slap, after hearing the gunfire of Smith Wesson's pistol over there, Huang Xiaolei scolded shit in English, leaned on the side of the trolley in a half-squatting position, and quickly moved towards the bunker where Huo Yuanjia and Chen Zhen were hiding with small steps.

"Whew! It's really a big life, but luckily these grandsons use buckshot! After entering the bunker on the other side, the young lady looked at the corpse that had been shot several more times and the lead 44 warhead stuck in the partition of the trolley, and gasped to herself.

"And a handful of Bobosha? Come, help me carry this dead man out. After entering the bunker, Huang Xiaolei did not rush to check Huo Yuanjia's injuries.

Beep! Miss Advocate blew her whistle at the agent in the other bunker.

"Listen to me count, when I shout to three, we'll push this car over there together!" Huang Xiaolei said to Chen Zhen.

Billy and his mercenaries can't stay behind cover forever, and Huang Xiaolei estimates that a tentative attack will come soon, and she needs to hurry up and build a firepower point, and she will use this wonton stall cart to send the two PP2-42s to a position where they can form crossfire on the enemy.

"Okay, let's see if your master is still saved." After quickly arranging the simple version of the crossfire configuration, the young lady turned around and went to deal with Huo Yuanjia's injuries.

"Damn, I was shot three times, but luckily the body armor blocked two bullets! Are you stupid, don't you just let him throw the box to you," Huang Xiaolei complained while checking Huo Yuanjia's injuries.

He ..... He's still ..... Piece.... Child. Huo Yuanjia, who had lost too much blood, had difficulty speaking smoothly.

"Bear with me! Boy, you hold on to this end of the belt, and I'll work hard together! Miss Litigator said to Chen Zhen.

At this time, Chen Zhen learned from Huang Xiaolei's complaint that it was because he was worried that the master would leave him and did not throw out the suitcase in time, which caused the master to be shot three times, and he couldn't help but have a sour nose and tears flowed down.

"Boy! Listen to me count! Haloflow horse urine can't save your master! The young lady shouted at Chen Zhen loudly, just like she did to those people who were scared to pee when they first entered the light curtain of the dome.

After tying a simple tourniquet with a belt to Huo Yuanjia's injured thigh, the young lady of the litigator stuffed a cigarette from the corpse just now in her mouth with her bloodstained hand, and then lit it for herself with a match.

After spitting out a smoke ring leisurely, Huang Xiaolei opened the suitcase she was carrying, took out the headset and began to call the rough embryo of the Liaodong Peninsula.

"This is the Q of hearts, call the green paint area, here is the Q of hearts, call the green paint area." Huang Xiaolei reported her code name to the radio.

"This is the command center of the green paint area, please talk about the Q of hearts." Ma Xiaoyi, who was on duty, replied to Huang Xiaolei's call.

"The old lady was ambushed at Tianjin Wei Wharf, let the steward speak!" Huang Xiaolei said.

"Didn't you evacuate secretly? Why did you encounter an ambush again? "Zhao Yi has already felt the malice from this world, the natives are about to become essences!

"Phew, how the hell do I know? Isn't that the responsibility of MIA and DHS? Bah! The young lady said as she spat out the shredded tobacco that had been mixed into her mouth.

"What's going on with you now?" Zhao Yi asked.

"It's stuck in the docks, and one of the passenger ships we booked a ticket has run away. There are casualties, but a defensive line has been constructed, and as for support, it is estimated that the British will intervene, so don't count on it for a while. Well, and Huo Yuanjia's right thigh was hit in the artery, if you still want to catch this hero, then hurry up! Huang Xiaolei briefly reported the battle situation at the dock.

"British, again? Hold on, we'll .......," Zhao said on the radio.

"Damn, I'll get in touch later, those grandsons have touched it!" Huang Xiaolei suddenly cut off contact with the green paint area.

Inspired by Miss Vigilante's use of dead people as mobile bunkers, Rottentooth Bill and her mercenaries also made a large mobile bunker out of a cart full of goods and began to attack the agents' defenses.

“Fire in the hole !” Huang Xiaolei shouted and threw a brick-sized object at the cart that was being used as a mobile cover.

Billy and his mercenaries, all foreigners who had been wandering around Tianjin, could certainly understand the meaning of this sentence, and the whiteskins hiding behind the cart fell down to avoid the impending explosion.

“Shit! If you don't have enough strength, you can't throw it! Huang Xiaolei said to herself after seeing that the brick wrapped in cloth she threw was still some distance away from the cart.

"Miss, I can throw it there." At this time, Chen Zhen, who had stopped crying, said to Huang Xiaolei.