In troubled times, people's lives are as cheap as dogs, how to survive in troubled times? There is no second law except to be more cunning, more ferocious, and more black-hearted than others. However, the total number of opponents is nearly 20,000, and the total number of people on their side is less than 5,000. Even if 5,000 people rely on trickery and weapons and equipment to defeat 20,000 people, can they still eat big fish and swallow all 20,000 people? As soon as Fahal thought of this, he suddenly felt a parchment of his mouth, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and smash his lips twice, unable to speak.

The sequence of the Front for Truth and the Front for the Liberation of Independence is out of order, and it is a good time to beat the water dogs. On the side of the Jihadist Army, Lang Zhan sent drones from time to time, as long as he found that the enemy had a tendency to regroup, it was a * to greet the past, so after three times and twice, the middle-level officers of the Truth Front and the Independent Liberation Front learned to be obedient, and no longer did this stupid thing, but only took the lead and ran wildly, the headquarters was preparing to launch the final blow on the Ironwood Fort, but infighting suddenly broke out between the Holy War Army and the Truth Front, and the coordinator sent to the Ironwood Forts naturally would not sit idly by. In the early morning, Lang Zhan was driving an armored car to lead a convoy of about 30 pickup trucks to rush forward, and a group of retrograde armed soldiers wearing white robes and turbans suddenly appeared in the midst of the rout. The group numbered about thirty soldiers, and the leader shouted to them with a megaphone in his hand: "The Holy War Overseer is here, whoever is ahead, stop quickly." ”

The so-called Jihadist Overseers are the garrisons of the Coordinators, similar to the gendarmerie units of other countries.

The number of the Jihadist Overseers is small, but because of their high status and the power of life and death held by ordinary soldiers, they have a special position in the ISIS sequence, and they are very deterrent to local forces.

The first time Lang Zhan heard about the "Holy War Overseer", he was wondering what this thing was? These guys in white robes don't wear body armor either, and they dare to break into front of themselves with a pole AK rifle, when their bullets are vegetarian? Behind him, on a pickup truck, an officer of the Jihadist Army asked Lang Zhan on a walkie-talkie: "Katalam, the Jihadist Overseer has come forward, what should I do?" ”

"What's the Holy Warden Warlord? Aren't these guys afraid of death? Beside Lang Zhan, Shi Huan, who was standing and holding a rapid-fire machine gun, asked.

Lang Zhan muttered and didn't speak, and another voice came out of the loudspeaker: "The Holy War Overseer is here, the people in front, stop quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being polite!" Lang Zhan looked over and saw that the shouter's waist was straight, and the militants on the left and right behind him also looked fearless, he smiled coldly, raised the walkie-talkie with his left hand, and shouted: "The Holy War Overseer obviously wants to pull the shelf, brothers, fight over!" Letting go of the send button, he said to Shi Huan: "Fire!" ”

"Katalam, that's the Holy Warlord?! It's the Overseer?! "There was a voice coming out of the intercom.

Lang Zhan threw the walkie-talkie onto the bridge, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and responded to him with the sound of the exploding engine. Lang Zhan stepped on the accelerator, Shi Huan also coldly pulled the trigger, and the front-mounted rapid-fire machine gun of the armored car burst out with a tongue of fire more than one meter long, and in the next moment, the white-robed man who shouted was shot several times, and the white-robed robe on his body instantly exploded into blood-red flowers.

"Crazy, Katalam crazy!" In the bed of the pickup truck, the Jihadist Army and the people of Katalam saw this scene, their eyes widened and they screamed.

"Da Da Da-" The militants in white robes opened fire, but in front of the armored car, the AK assault rifles in their hands were like fire-breathing toys, except for punching small white dots out of the bulletproof glass in front of Lang Zhan, it could not have any substantial lethal effect at all.

"We are the Overseers, the Holy War Overseers—" The white-robed militants shouted as they opened fire, apparently not believing that ISIS militants would dare to fire at them when they identified themselves.

The convoy advanced extremely fast, quickly running over the corpses of the white-robed militants, and then swept towards the rout like a tornado. About 30 white-robed militants appeared in a very windy manner, but it turned out to be like a pebble falling into the surface of a raging lake, and the water disappeared without a single splash. The convoy drove far away, and the soldiers on the pickup truck stood up and looked back, and could still see the blood-white scattered on the ground, enjoying the sensory stimulation brought by the sound of gunfire and explosions in front of them, and muttered one by one: "Crazy! It's insane, we've killed an entire Warlord! ”，

Twenty minutes later, Fahal and Altay arrived here with more than 1,000 infantry, and when they saw those white-robed militants, they couldn't help but have their eyelids jumping wildly and inhaling cold air. Fahal: "Katalam is simply bold, he dares to kill the coordinator and the overseer, what does he want to do?" Our commander Ameraka is in the hands of Kataram, the point is, Kataram has the support of the Chamber of Commerce, Fahal, when the time comes, you should know what to say? ”

Fahal looked left and right and whispered, "Understood." ”

When everyone was shocked by the audacity and wanton arrogance of "Katalam", Ding Renke, who was lying on the stretcher in the armored car driven by Lang Zhan, should have really couldn't hold back, and asked loudly: "Captain Lang, how long will I pretend to be dead?" ”

"No matter how much you bear with me, it won't be more than this morning!"

"Captain Lang, are you really only 21 years old this year?"

"What? Think I'm too young and look down on me? ”

"No, you're as big as you, but your heart is so calm and ruthless, it's really the first time I've seen it since I was a soldier. Captain Lang, you're so amazing! ”

The bodyguards of Weiyang Palace are not many people who talk much, but Ding Renke is so "nagging" now, which shows that he is really shocked.

Shi Huan answered while shooting: "Team Leader Ding, you think the same as I think." I think when I was 21 years old, I had just come into contact with guns, and at that time, let alone killing, I was afraid of killing a chicken. ”

Ding Renke: "Captain Lang, are you really going to destroy the Front of Truth and the Front of Independent Liberation?" ”

Lang Zhan replied while driving calmly: "Isn't there still your holy war army and my people?" Don't you think they deserve to die? ”

Shi Huan gasped and asked, "You even want them to die?" If we want to kill them, it's up to us. ”

Lang Zhan: "Are you afraid?" ”

Ding Renke: "We want to ensure your safety." ”

Shi Huan: "I'm afraid of a ball, * there is no good person, maybe there are people from our country, by now, I have slaughtered hundreds of people, even if it is worth dying!" ”

"I didn't know very well before, but since we came out, there should be no less than three hundred militants who have died at your hands."

"Me?" Shi Huan asked, looking incredulous.

Ding Renke and Huang Langshan looked at Lang Zhan first, and then looked at each other, unconcealing the surprise in their hearts. Although they have not known Lang Zhan for a long time, because of professional reasons, they have a basic judgment of Lang Zhan's temperament. Lang Zhan is not a person who likes to boast, so it would be terrifying that he could record how many people Shi Huan had killed while driving. You must know that Shi Huan used a rapid-fire machine gun. The rapid-fire machine gun fights and hundreds of bullets go out in minutes, and the range is still so far, if Lang Zhan who is driving the car achieves accurate counting?

"What about me? How many people did I kill? Huang Langshan was interested in taking the school Lang Zhan and asked.

Huang Langshan controls a machine gun, and the machine gun shells are limited, so far, Huang Langshan has fired only more than 30 shells. While a single shell may not kill only one enemy, it is more common to see that several shells do not kill a single person. Therefore, the cannon has higher technical requirements for the gunner, and it also brings greater difficulty to the count.

"No less than twenty, including two cars and four barricades."

Huang Langshan had fewer shells, so he had a certain impression of what targets he had hit, and when he heard this, his eyes blinked, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

Ding Renke saw his expression, knew that he must have been said by Lang Zhan, and also looked in the direction of Lang Zhan, his eyes flashed with strange colors, and he secretly wondered: "Is this the style of a super soldier?" Can you do two things on the battlefield? ”

At about half past ten in the morning, after the remnants of the Jihadist Army and the Independent Liberation Front were slaughtered, the convoy led by the armored car driven by Lang Zhan finally stopped.

At a quarter past eleven, Fahal, Altay and others arrived with the remaining troops of the Jihadist Army and Kataram. As a result of this battle, there were only about 300 people left in Katalam, and the jihadist army was reduced from 5,000 to more than 1,000. The gunfire had stopped, and the occasional explosion was heard, but it was just a death in a burning building somewhere. In front of several armored vehicles and pickup trucks, Lang Zhan, wearing sunglasses, stood there quietly, with his hands behind his back, like a sculpture.

Fahal and Altay led their troops towards Lang Zhan together, their eyes sweeping over the corpses on the road from time to time, their eyes in a trance, still unable to believe that they had won the victory. "We won?" Fahal asked.

"Win," Altay replied.

There was not a hint of joy in either of their voices, for if they had turned to look north, they could see that the mottled buildings of the Ironwood Fort had some of the fortifications and soldiers on it. They had gathered here to settle Zabradin and Ironwood, but now, Zabraudin was still alive and well, Ironwoodburg was still standing, and their people were almost dead.

Fahal and Altay have brains, behind them, there are many ordinary people who are just trying to survive in the troubled times, and when they find that they have survived another battle, they can no longer restrain the joy of life, and they raise their arms and cheer.

"Win! We won! "That's the cry of the vast majority.

There are also those who have the cause of jihad, and remember that they are members of the Ameraka and the Jihadist Army, and the content of the shouting is carried with tricks: "Ameraka is mighty!" The Holy War Army is mighty! ”

The people of the Jihadist Army slapped Ameraka's ass, and Katalam's subordinates were naturally not to be outdone, and they all shouted: "Kataram is the hero who can win this battle!" Katalam! Asian Lion! "Predator-Willed Mercenary