Fierce gunfire echoed through the entire Imperial Capital Railway Station, and scorching bullets tore through the air and shuttled back and forth. Every time www.biquge.info hits the bodies of the unlucky guys, it brings casualties. The originally bright and clean marble floor has been covered with Bobo's blood at this moment, and a pair of leather boots stepping on the red blood pool brings a tooth-souring sound.

'Boom~~~'The originally brilliant huge bright glass was shattered by bullets, and the broken glass splashed everywhere like falling snow. The vast waiting hall has completely turned into a tragic battlefield.

"Hold it off for me!" At this time, Lu Ming has completely lost the chic demeanor of the past. The hat had long since fallen somewhere, the wind button on the collar had been torn off, and the handsome face was already a mixture of hideousness and fear at the moment. Wielding the pistol in his hand, he urged his men to hold their positions.

The tables, chairs and benches in the waiting hall were scattered everywhere, and hundreds of elite troops armed to the teeth brought an indelible terrifying impression to the patrols and armed mercenaries led by Lu Ming.

The phrase "well-trained" doesn't just mean words. Skillful coordination and appropriate tactics and firepower distribution, coupled with a brave spirit and excellent equipment. The special forces led by Zhang Da quickly took control of the important target at the imperial capital station.

For example, platforms, crossings, control rooms and ramps have all fallen into Zhang Da's hands. With these places under control, the trains that followed behind carrying the troops and equipment from Zhang Cheng's factory were able to enter the imperial capital smoothly.

'Smack! It was a completely instinctive reaction, and Lu Ming suddenly moved away when his heart trembled. Less than a second later, a bullet struck the chair next to him, shooting a huge hole.

"There are snipers?!" Lu Ming's pupils suddenly contracted violently. Immediately, he crawled and escaped from the waiting hall with the help of various sundries and the cover of his subordinates. Lu Ming didn't think he could withstand the bullets. Once you are targeted by a sniper, it is a dead end.

"Smack!" A patrolman armed with a pistol lay on the ground and accurately shot a special soldier in the chest not far away. But before the smile on the patrolman's face could be fully relaxed, the special forces soldier who was staggered by the impact of the bullet and then sat on the ground with his gun in his hand, and pointed a shuttle bullet at the patrolman.

Before he died, the patrolman watched the special forces soldier who was hit by him shaking his body and half-squatting to continue the battle, without the appearance of being shot and dying.

"How so?!" The blind patrol exhaled heavily, and died with a full of doubts.

The patrolman would never know that the bullet he fired had hit an earlier model of body armor.

Because of the huge technological obstruction in chemical technology. Zhang Cheng's laboratory was unable to make advanced body armor. However, there is nothing difficult about simple and primitive body armor. The actual effect of this kind of body armor is not high, and the cost is not to mention if it is popularized on a large scale, and the effect is far from reaching the expected goal. However, it is still somewhat useful for special forces.

This body armor, with hardened carburized steel plates as the main body, was not very effective against rifles and machine guns fired at close range. Even if the bullet failed to penetrate the plate, the force of the impact would have been enough to smash the internal organs and break the bones. However, the defense effect against weapons such as pistols is very good.

'Bang! 'An armed mercenary operating an MG42 was shot in the head by a distant bullet, red and white liquid. The body instantly sprayed the face of the deputy shooter on the side.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward to push away the shooter who had lost half of his head, and the secondary shooter had just stepped into the firing position when another bullet flew in his head.

Zhang Cheng, who attaches great importance to the tactics of special forces, has deployed a large number of snipers in the special forces, and the ratio is the highest in the world. These accurate marksmen have an extremely high hit rate, even on adrenaline-pumping battlefields. They inflicted massive casualties on armed mercenaries and patrolmen.

The patrolling and armed mercenaries, who were originally fierce and overwhelmingly numerous, were finally driven out of the station, leaving behind corpses everywhere. After all, they are not professional soldiers, and even armed mercenaries are just taking money to do things. Their morale and will to fight are far from being comparable to that of real military men.

After a short engagement of less than twenty minutes, Zhang Da and his special forces successfully captured the entire train station. Then, a long whistle sounded. A train from Zhang Cheng's factory in the suburbs slowly stopped next to the platform. Those flatbed trailers are filled with big dicks covered in heavy canvas!

"Get off! Get out! "As soon as the train stopped, the man who was standing at the doorway in an officer's uniform without military rank jumped onto the platform. After slamming open the huge door of the freight car, he shouted inside.

Groups of militiamen, armed with various weapons and wearing no identification markings, but with a Baise towel wrapped around their arms, jumped out of the carriages one after another, looking curiously at the train station that had just experienced the war.

When they saw the corpses on the ground and the blood on the ground, they listened to the painful wails and screams of the wounded who had no one to pay attention to in the pool of blood. Many people turned pale and vomited on the spot.

They, after all, are just militias with military training.

"Look at these rookies." A special soldier who took off his mask came to Zhang Da's side with a cigarette in his hand, and looked at the militiamen who were lying on the platform and spitting at the roadbed with a smile in his eyes, and said with a smile, "We are the sharpest knives in the general's hands." ”

The training of special forces can be called brutal. Of the thousands of elite soldiers who were handpicked at the time, only a few hundred were able to survive through brutal and rigorous training. They live alone in the jungle, they climb snow-capped mountains, they exterminate one indigenous camp after another. Every special forces is a soldier king!

Zhang Da glanced sideways at him, "It's like you were omnipotent when you first joined the army." Have you forgotten what it was like when you first saw blood? With just a few hundred of us, can we fight so many troops in this imperial capital? ”

"Hey, hey." The soldier with the beard on his face raised his hand and scratched his head, laughing out loud, "The captain is right. Hey. ”

"Alright." Zhang Da frowned and commanded, "Hurry up and bring people to command them to unload the truck, the enemy's counterattack will not be long before it comes." Without their heavy equipment support, we wouldn't be able to hold this place with our strength alone. ”

"Yes."

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Just as Zhang Da expected, Lu Ming quickly found a new force after escaping from the train station, thousands of armed mercenaries raised by the family consortium.

Originally, a force of this scale could not enter the imperial capital completely controlled by Zhang Yue on a large scale, but since Zhang Yue reached a tacit agreement with the family consortium, he turned a blind eye to the action of the family consortium to mobilize armed forces.

One of the characteristics of the Maison consortium is that it is rich and powerful. They are able to provide very strong armed support to the private armed forces they recruit.

From the well-made Suomi submachine gun to the MG42, which is tightly controlled by the army. From armored vehicles that are never available on the market to flamethrowers that require professional training to operate. These private armies, which are all made up of ex-servicemen, are all available.

"Rush in and kill them all!" Lu Ming, whose shoes had run away, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, his eyes glowing with red light, staring at the imperial capital train station in the distance.

The feeling of life and death in the moment before made this handsome boy who was born with a golden key almost frightened. Until now, he could still feel the terrifying feeling of a bullet flying around him.

Annoyed and angry, Lu Ming no longer had the noble image of the past at this moment, shrunk and hid behind an armored car, grabbed the mercenary commander's collar with one hand and ordered him to attack the train station immediately. Kill all the soldiers who gave him endless fear.

More than a dozen armored vehicles crushed the snow-covered asphalt road, and slowly approached the railway station with a roar. Hundreds of mercenaries armed with various weapons hunched down behind these armored vehicles followed the advance, poking their heads out from time to time to fire a few shots in the direction of the station.

Behind the attacking troops, more than two dozen machine-gun positions were also erected. With its ultra-high rate of fire and range, the MG42 shoots out a long chain of bullets mixed with tracer bullets and shoots into the station in the distance. The masonry on the outer wall of the station was blown up by a dense rain of bullets, and it was like snowflakes flying everywhere.

"Good." Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Ming, who had finally made his pale face slightly regain a little ruddy, nodded with satisfaction, and poked his head out from behind the armored car in high spirits, ready to watch the bastards who brought him endless humiliation being killed all.

Lu Ming had already seen it very clearly when he was at the train station before. The number of strangely dressed warriors was not large, and only a few hundred people had survived. And they are not equipped with any heavy weapons, that is, they have some MG42. This kind of firepower is not able to fight such heavy equipment as armored vehicles. Moreover, the mercenary forces that the Saga consortium has invested a lot of money in are not the only ones.

Soon, a long convoy of trucks came to the empty square in front of the train station. Behind these convoys are intimidating artillery pieces!

Daming's management of firearms is not very strict, ordinary people only need to have no bad criminal record, and are willing to pay a large deposit to buy civilian firearms. But heavy armament is not even a thought, especially in a place like the imperial capital.

With the strength of the family consortium, they will not lack funds, let alone channels. As for licensing or something, it's a piece of waste paper for these rule-makers.

The reason why they didn't have heavy weapons before was because Zhang Yue was strictly guarded, and they didn't dare to touch Zhang Yue's tiger whiskers. And now that Zhang Yue has chosen to acquiesce, the family consortium dares to do anything! (To be continued.) )