Shi Dazhuang jumped up like a frightened leopard, turned out the light, locked the door again, leaned against the window and looked out, and jumped out of the window.

He turned around and covered the window, and said to the beauty and Bai Xiaosan: "Hide here and don't go out!" Then he pulled out the Type 92 pistol he was carrying, tiptoed like a cat and tried not to make a sound, and quickly ran along the corridor connecting the various rooms of the police station to the outside of the courtyard.

There was a gunshot, and a bullet hit the wall behind Shi Dazhuang.

Shi Dazhuang jumped forward and rolled forward, hiding behind the pillar. Then he quickly returned a shot to the place where the gun had just been fired.

There was a muffled grunt, then a grunt and a flurry of gunfire, bullets popping down on the post where he was hiding, and a lot of mud and debris crumbled.

Shi Dazhuang could hear it as an accent from Myanmar and Vietnam. This was expected by him, the small criminal gangs in China did not have the courage to attack the police station with guns, and only criminals from outside the country would be so bold because they had a way out. As long as they leave, there is nothing they can do.

However, Shi Dazhuang didn't expect that this group of people actually had assault rifles, and at least two AKs were firing at him at the same time. And the opponent is very sophisticated, and he did not blindly fight, but took the method of point shooting to suppress, so that he could not leave his current position. Someone else is supposed to be flanking over.

It must be Muka's people, but I don't know if Muka will come in person. It's a pity that in the police information, there is not even a photo of Muka.

Shi Dazhuang only had a Type 92 pistol in his hand, and the full magazine was only 15 rounds. Unsure of the number and location of the opponent, he must try to conserve bullets as much as possible.

He came to southern Yunnan to pick up the poppy beauty, not on a business trip, so he didn't bring a gun. This gun was specially left to him by Peng Jiahu in order to prevent accidents, although it is a violation of discipline to do so, but there was a hotel explosion, and Shi Dazhuang couldn't care so much.

The sudden gunfire aroused Shi Dazhuang's fighting spirit, and he seemed to have returned to the days of being a soldier. For a good scout, no matter how difficult the situation is, he has encountered it, not to mention a few bandits in front of him.

He holed the gun into his waist, took a breath, and with his fingers clasped the grooves of the columns, he climbed up the top beams of the corridors. He hung upside down on the top of the porch, like a spider, and moved five or six meters to the side. The eaves of the porch obscured his figure, and the bandits were still shooting at the pillars.

He saw two dark figures approaching from either side towards the place where he had been hiding. He remained silent, and when one of them approached, he suddenly jumped down, knocked the gangster down, pressed his elbow against the gangster's throat, and when he turned over, broke his neck. Then he pulled out his gun and knocked out the other gangster with one shot.

The gangsters armed with AKs spotted him, and the bullets rained down on him again.

Shi Dazhuang rolled on the spot, dodged the bullet, and rolled behind a stone pier next to him. He saw three of the gangsters, two of them armed with AKs and the other with pistols.

The three bandits probably also learned his strength, and they didn't dare to take risks easily, so they began to fight and retreat outside. They retreated in a very orderly manner. One took the AK and fired, and the other two ran backwards. The two AKs took turns to suppress, making it impossible for Shi Dazhuang to fight back effectively.

The bandits withdrew outside the gates of the police station. There was a pickup truck parked there.

Can't let them run!

This is Shi Dazhuang's only thought. One of those three was most likely Muka. Once they got into the car and fled into the mountains to the south, it was difficult to catch up with them. All they had to do was run in the direction of the border, and unless there was a large police force rounding them up, it would be too difficult to stop them from crossing the border in the rainforest.

They must be dragged down!

The sound of gunfire here can be heard far away, and in addition to the police station in the town, there is also the town government, and they will definitely ask for help from Ruihekou when they find out that the police station has been attacked. Two hours later, the SWAT at the mouth of the river will be able to arrive.

Of course, Shi Dazhuang would not have thought that the armed helicopter of the special police brigade of the Proton City Bureau had already set off at this moment, and if he came directly to him, it would not take him an hour to arrive. Of course, the rescue target of the helicopter is not him, but Peng Jiahu, who is experiencing nine deaths at the moment.

……

Having lost three team members in the blink of an eye, Peng Jiahu's heart was dripping blood. He didn't know if Simao had time to send out the rescue signal, if not, then today's situation would be really difficult to clean up.

The enemy not only has assault rifles, but also grenades and bazookas, and his side is full of pistols, how can this battle be fought?

"Fuck it! This is not drug trafficking, this is aggression! Peng Jiahu scolded while estimating the situation. Now the only way to survive is to run deep into the jungle and use the complex terrain cover to fight in a roundabout way. This was a trick used by drug dealers to evade the police, but now it is their turn.

Since the communication equipment was all in the car of Simao, now that the vehicle has been bombed, the headset is no longer useful.

Peng Jiahu ripped off the string of the earphones and shouted at the third son, who was more than ten meters away from him: "Withdraw!" Retreat into the rainforest! I'm covering! ”

His voice was loud, and I hope that the people on the other side of the forest on the left side can hear it too.

The third son apparently heard his order clearly, and began to run into the woods, dodging the bullets through the dense trunks of trees. After running for a while, he began to shoot back at the bandits to give Peng Jiahu time to escape.

Peng Jiahu immediately got up and ran into the dense forest as well. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bandit kneeling with a bazooka on his shoulder.

"What the hell do you want to come?" He scolded and walked in the diagonal direction, shouting at Sanzi: "Lie down!" ”

Sanzi quickly fell to the ground, and a rocket roared and hit the trunk of the tree he was leaning on, exploding a huge fireball, and the dead leaves in the forest were blown away.

Peng Jiahu didn't have time to care if the third son was okay, so he took advantage of the opportunity when the leaves were flying and the smoke of gunpowder had not dispersed, and he hid from the side, and saw the opportunity to slam the shot that had just finished the rocket and was triumphant.

Of course, he had expected that a barrage of retaliatory bullets would inevitably fly towards him, so he finished shooting, and before he had time to confirm whether he had killed his opponent, he immediately rolled into a ditch on the spot.

He lay in the ditch looking for the figure of the third son, and did not dare to shout.

At this time, probably because of the loss of one person, the bandits also became cautious and did not dare to force up too boldly. The two sides were locked in a brief stalemate.

Miko finally peeked out from behind a tree and gestured to him to be okay. Peng Jiahu put his mind at ease and made a gesture to continue to retreat.

The third son retreated, and Peng Jiahu shot to cover. Then, the three sons covered, and Peng Jiahu retreated. After a few trips like this, the woods were getting denser and denser, and it was getting darker, so that there was nothing to see in front of me except the faint shadows of the trees.

The two sides ceasefire as if they had reached a tacit understanding.

After a while, there was the sound of a motor starting in the woods. Peng Jiahu concluded that it was not their car, and that it sounded like an off-road pickup truck like a Ford F-150.

Peng Jiahu let out a sigh of relief, threw away the last empty magazine, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that if it was a little later in the dark, he would have run out of bullets.