As the saying goes, "A thief eats a thief, eats fatter!" ”

If the Bloody Hand Gang is united, Lin Chao can only escape.

But they are engaged in infighting, so you can't be polite.

"If you don't pick up a handful of grass and hit a few rabbits, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart."

After Lin Chao finished speaking, he jumped into the cockpit.

Seeing that Zhao Touch was still stunned, he said again:

"Throw Lasor in too."

"Yes!"

Zhao took two steps and came to Rasol's side.

Who knows, just touching his body, he actually woke up.

"I'm ......."

Before he finished speaking, he received another slap on the neck.

Rasol rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Lin Chao pointed to the position of the communicator.

"Put him somewhere and hold him in place with a seat belt."

It's just a light tank with a very narrow turret.

Zhao Shen's burly figure is a little unstoppable.

I'm afraid I can't even finish the reload where I put Lasol.

"Sit down, I'm ready to go."

In the simulator of the warehouse, Lin Chao also learned to drive a tank.

However, it was "Sherman", which was definitely different from "Stuart".

"Boom!"

With the first foot of the throttle, the tank slammed into the wall on one side, but fortunately the barrel did not bump.

Lin Chao hurriedly changed to reverse gear.

Unexpectedly, he kicked the accelerator and hit the wall behind him.

Zhao Shen was so frightened that his face turned green.

He was so tall that he stood in a turret basket with his head still exposed.

Those scrap bricks and tiles almost gave him a scoop.

"Curator, slow down, old man."

Lin Chao tried the feel again, and finally found some doorways.

He re-geared and gently pressed the throttle.

This time, the tank no longer resembles a loose mustang.

"Ah Jiu, the drone is now under your control, and it is prioritized to shoot targets with anti-tank weapons. Zhao Touch, you are responsible for the security of the Green Zone and assist Ah Jiu. ”

"Boom!"

With the roar of the engine, the tank again returned to the village.

The Bloody Hand is nearing its end, and the new boss is a guy named George.

He sat down in a chair with a golden sword.

The eerie gaze roamed back and forth, eventually locking on the faces of several people.

"Garrincha was killed by shelling?"

"Yes, yes."

The men who shot Garrincha agreed without a word.

Their speed was half a beat slower, and when they returned to the place, they found that the position of the helper had been seated.

A sneer appeared on the corner of George's mouth, and he stood up and slowly walked in front of the men.

"Garrincha died well, and if he hadn't commanded indiscriminately, the tank would not have been lost."

"The Boss is right."

A flattering smile erupted into the men's faces.

But in an instant, their expressions froze again.

It turned out that George pulled out an "Uzi submachine gun." ”

Without saying anything, he pulled the trigger.

"Jingle bell."

In a matter of seconds, all the bullets in the magazine were empty cartridge casings.

They jumped out of the chamber and landed all over the ground.

The men all fell to the ground, blood gushing out of bullet holes.

Seeing that two bodies were still twitching, George changed another magazine of bullets.

"Click!"

Eventually, a few of the guys on the ground died no more.

George walked back to his chair and sat down.

It's not crazy to do that.

His foundation is not strong, and it is especially necessary to kill people.

Garrincha's heels are naturally the best targets.

Seeing the puzzled looks of the people in the room, George said viciously:

"Garrincha is a traitor, otherwise Topani wouldn't have died!"

Immediately there was a commotion in the room.

"Shut up!"

George stood up impatiently.

Just as he was about to explain, there was a loud bang in his ears.

"Boom!"

It was as if a strong wind was blowing, and everyone in the room fell to the ground.

George, who was lying on the ground, only felt dizzy and couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled.

The gas lights in the house were all extinguished, but fortunately there was no fire.

George shook his head desperately.

There were only large patches of color in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

It took a while for things to get better.

"Shoot, the army is coming."

I don't know who shouted, and the gunshots outside suddenly rang out.

"Da Da Da!"

"Knock knock!"

"Bang, bang!"

All kinds of sounds blend together, and it becomes a howling wind.

"Whew!"

The overwhelming momentum seemed to destroy everything.

"Yes, kill them!"

George yelled loudly.

Now, those blind guys must be broken into pieces in order to eliminate the hatred in their hearts.

And this also means that his position is more secure.

He couldn't care about the pain anymore and stood up against the wall.

In the explosion just now, most of the house collapsed, and you can see everything clearly by lying on the broken wall.

Outside, red, green, and green tracer bullets are intertwined into a gorgeous web of fire.

Those who don't know think that Matapa Village is holding a fireworks show!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, his eyes flashed.

A grayish-white smoke rose up, flipped and twisted in the bright light of the fire.

It seems to be a demon, constantly changing its ugly face.

"Bastard!"

George yelled loudly.

What was bombarded was a firepower point of the Bloody Hand Gang, and there were two PKMs in it, who knew that it would be all over at once.

Perhaps frightened, the gunfire in the village immediately became quieter.

"Boom!"

But the cannon was unforgiving, and fired one after another.

One explosion after another, blasting the hidden gunmen into debris.

"Tank!"

Finally, George saw the enemy clearly.

It turned out to be a light tank thrown outside the village.

A look of fear appeared on George's face.

His grandfather was a veteran of the Brazilian Expeditionary Force and often told stories of battles, which also showed George how powerful tanks were.

"Quick, kill it"

Several bazooka men immediately rushed to the front.

However, those tankmen were too cunning.

They hid behind a low wall, revealing only a small turret.

"Damn it."

The bazooka players cursed in unison.

If you want to hit that target, you have to stick it next to it.

"Walk around."

A veteran whispered.

There are ruins all around, and there are places to use them.

But as they approached, there seemed to be a glint of light above them.

"Whoosh!"

A strong wind was blowing in his face, and it seemed that something was still wrapped in it.

Before the bazooka players could react, they had already collapsed to the ground.

"There's a helicopter up there."

George was stunned.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

If the military and police were to attack, it would be absolutely impossible to use only this little force.

Moreover, these people are too accurate.

Almost every shot can kill a bunch of people.

It reminded him of those top mercenaries.

"What are they doing here?"

Suddenly, something occurred to George.

"That iron box that Topani snatched!"

It was because of it that Topani was shot in the head.

The Bloody Hand would be in such a dangerous situation.

Seeing someone wearing a white T-shirt next to him, George pulled it off without saying a word, and then waved it and walked out the door.

"Don't shoot, let's talk."