Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Smiling Tiger Catches Up!

"Uncle Zhou, I'm not leaving!" Tang Chan said sadly.

Her family is more complicated, she is at home, her father is majestic and doesn't care much about her, her stepmother and younger brother, for some reason, are very disgusted with her, so after she went to school outside in high school, she rarely comes home, and rarely sees his father, for the care from the family, it is even less pitiful.

So for so many years, that is, she has lived the happiest in the past few months, although she has lived a life of insecurity every day, but everyone in the base is very good to herself, especially Uncle Zhou, who came to pick her up, which made her feel cordial and arranged.

"Xiaochan, you have to leave, you can only be safe if you return to your father!" Uncle Zhou looked at the reluctant Tang Chan and persuaded.

"Uncle Zhou, I..." Tang Chan was about to say more, but when she looked up, she saw Uncle Zhou's serious eyes, which made Tang Chan, who was about to speak, tremble, she knew that Uncle Zhou was angry.

"Uncle Zhou... I'm leaving! Tang Chan said reluctantly.

"Alas, Xiaochan, it's okay, I'll send it back, I'll go find you!" Uncle Zhou comforted.

"Okay, if you want to leave, let's leave quickly, it's been delayed for too long, I'm afraid you'll meet the smiling tiger!" Uncle Zhou looked at Jiang Cheng and the others and said.

"Uncle Zhou, goodbye!" Jiang Cheng nodded in response.

After Jiang Cheng and the others disappeared into the street, Uncle Zhou and the others led everyone to move on.

The departure of Jiang Cheng and the others cast a shadow on this team, which was already very dull.

Uncle Zhou looked at these people in front of him, but he was a little uneasy in his heart, the few people in Jiangcheng were a strong fighting force, and the combat strength of several of them was stronger than the average one or twenty people.

At this time, the team left them, and he didn't know if he could return safely with his own people.

"You pay more attention to vigilance, I guess the Smiling Tigers will be chasing after them soon!" Uncle Zhou said worriedly.

There is no way that they are too numerous and walk slowly, as long as the smiling tiger can react, they will soon catch up.

Xiaoling Xiaoguan and the others, hearing Uncle Zhou's words, hurriedly adjusted their emotions and stood on alert around the team.

The afternoon sun was still so warm and bright, but Uncle Zhou's heart became heavier and heavier as time went by.

Sure enough, what he feared happened.

Just when everyone was still about two kilometers away from the base, Xiao Guan, who was in charge of the surrounding guard patrol, came back in a panic.

"Zhou... Uncle Zhou, the smiling tiger is here! Very... A lot of people! Xiao Guan said nervously.

When he was on guard in the back, he was very worried, the power of the smiling tiger had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he kept praying not to meet them.

But when he saw the other person, the expectation in his heart was shattered.

"A lot of people?" Uncle Zhou said worriedly.

He looked at the crowd in front of him, there were not many people who could fight.

"Leave some people here to ambush them, stop them, and the rest of the people speed up, and, Xiaoguan, you take a few good hands, hurry back to the base, and save the soldiers!" After thinking for a moment, Uncle Zhou made arrangements to everyone.

At this time, Uncle Zhou's words, naturally no one objected, and the people from the two bases acted quickly according to Uncle Zhou's arrangement.

When Uncle Zhou took more than 20 good hands and ambushed on both sides of the street.

They saw a group of uniformed people appear in their field of vision, and Uncle Zhou looked at this group of people, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

From the mental state of these people, as well as their clothes, he could feel that this group of people was very strong in combat, and everyone was angry.

"It's hard to deal with!" Uncle Zhou sighed in his heart.

On the other side, the people who were advancing stopped under the surprised eyes of Uncle Zhou and the others.

It turned out that the smiling tiger and Xiucai had already seen the people lying in ambush on both sides, and he asked everyone to stop, and then looked ahead with a smile.

"Master Hu, it seems that they are planning to buy time for others!" Xiucai saw the undisguised people lying in ambush on both sides, and said calmly.

"Yes, what do you mean?" Tiger Master asked with a smile.

"Push it sideways, I want to see how effective they are when they get weapons!" Xiucai said disdainfully.

Each of their people has killed no more than twenty infected people, and they are very skilled.

"The most important thing is, Master Tiger, we can take this opportunity to grab one or two people to ask about the situation!" Xiucai said.

"Yes, it's an opportunity, I'm curious about the source of their weapons, I hope these people can give us a solution!" The smiling tiger still said with a smile.

Then he said a few words to the person around him, and the person received the order of the smiling tiger, and hurriedly led the forty or so people to slowly approach Uncle Zhou and the others.

"What an old fox!" Although Uncle Zhou didn't know the other party's intentions, he also knew that these people were obviously here to test them.

"All ready!" Uncle Zhou said to everyone, then picked up the silencer gun and quietly looked at it.

Uncle Zhou's ambush was divided into two groups, one group was with submachine guns, responsible for long-range strikes, and five or six people, who were responsible for close-range strikes with shotguns.

However, many of them here only touched the gun today, and the marksmanship can only be said to be rotten, so Uncle Zhou told everyone that when the other party was only 100 meters away, he was attacking.

When the other party was about eighty or ninety meters away from him, he had already aimed at the other party was Uncle Zhou, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Woohoo"

The submachine gun made a slight noise, and the disarmed bullets "cheerfully" headed towards the target.

"Uh-huh..."

A person who was scurrying through the chaotic cars on the street suddenly snorted and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Uncle Zhou's gunshot sounded like a signal, and everyone who had already prepared looked for their targets and started shooting.

For a time, more than a dozen guns fired at the same time, and the ferocious fire formed a net of death bullets, and the enemy who was caught off guard was taken five or six lives in this round.

The Smiling Tigers and the gang, after being attacked, hurriedly hid their figures, it is obvious that they have experienced this situation several times, and they have all experienced.

Uncle Zhou looked at the enemies who were approaching in the distance, and the pressure in his heart became even greater.

Although their firepower was very fierce at this time, after the other party reacted, it had little effect.

Almost dozens of bullets in a shuttle, the good ones can hit two or three, and some even miss none of the bullets.

You must know that this distance is already very close, but there is no way, everyone's marksmanship is too bad.

And as the distance shortened, those people with smiling faces began to fight back, most of them were pistols, but everyone had been touching the gun for a long time, not to mention how good the marksmanship was, but it was passable.

Soon, someone began to be injured on Uncle Zhou's side, Uncle Zhou watched all this anxiously, and he kept shooting in the hope of relieving the pressure on everyone.

Uncle Zhou's marksmanship is naturally good, and on average, he can kill a person every five bullets.

However, soon, the other party also discovered the existence of Uncle Zhou's powerful output, and most of the opponent's attacks were transferred to Uncle Zhou's side.