Chapter 145: Shoot at Me

When the riots began, Zhao Jiang had already expected them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info So the shouts of gunfire coming from outside at this time didn't surprise him, he didn't even need to ask what was going on.

Since the commanders of various battalion-level and company-level units have been attacked by mutants, he, the brigade commander, has been given special attention, and it is only natural that he. There were just two things that he couldn't figure out.

First, where did these mutants come from, those mutants in the southern suburbs are so confident that they can eat the awakened led by Liu Yuanzhou and Yang Xiaoqian, and are they so confident that they can divide the troops into two places?

Second, how did they find here? Is there a spy inside, or does the other party have a special function?

But now, none of that matters. Zhao Jiang had seen the video recovered from the command post of the air-raid shelter, and he clearly knew how terrible the combat effectiveness of the mutant was, and the only guard company in the general headquarters could barely fight with it when it was equipped with standard equipment and preparation, and perhaps it could annihilate the other party after paying a certain price.

But the problem is, more than sixty days have passed since then, and the variety and strength of mutants are also growing, how many mutants can the guard company block?

Zhao Jiang didn't believe that the other party's knock on the door was just a coincidence, if it wasn't a coincidence but a well-arranged raid, it would definitely not be just a few cannon fodder mutants.

"Cover the brigade commander's retreat!" The voice of the deputy commander of the guard company spread over the walkie-talkie, and the personal guard in the command room immediately set up Zhao Jiang.

"Let go!" Zhao Jiang shouted sternly, not angry and arrogant, the two guards were shocked after being reprimanded, and after looking at each other hesitantly, they disobeyed Zhao Jiang's order and forcibly put him out of his seat.

The mutants outside may come in at any time, and even if they are punished afterwards, they must not let the brigade commander stay here!

"I said let go! That's an order! "Zhao Jiang is really hot this time, he was also a good hand at grappling and fighting in his early years, but now he is old and has two young and strong guards.

"Obey orders!"

There was another shout, and the two guards let go of Zhao Jiang, took two steps back and bowed their heads to admit their mistakes.

Zhao Jiang didn't have time to scold them, they were also trying to keep themselves safe. But can you run now? Even if they run away, those mutants can't kill him Zhao Jiang, they will kill others, and then let them run rampant in the camp, and the various departments will lose command and contact, which can easily cause collective riots, and the lives of tens of thousands of people will not be guaranteed.

After straightening out the folds on his uniform, Zhao Jiang sat back in his seat and began to make calls. The two guards knew that they could not convince the brigade commander to retreat, so they gritted their teeth and pulled out their guns to guard the door. If the brigade commander will die, they will also have to die in front of the brigade commander.

"Hey, Haichao, it's me."

Zhao Jiang's gentle and kind elder-like tone made Jiang Haichao, who was on the way back to his teacher, realize that something was wrong for the first time.

"Brigadier Commander?"

"There's not much time, don't talk, listen to me. After returning, the first and second battalions, the ground artillery regiment, the militia battalion, and the remnants of the various units were integrated as soon as possible, and the plan for the Yuanjiang Great Wall was continued. Also, I know you have an opinion about Liu Yuanzhou, but you must know that he is not a soldier like us, you must be open-minded in the future, cooperate well with Liu Yuanzhou, recover Yuanjiang together, manage Yuanjiang well, and wait until the day when the dome dissipates. Unlike in the past, this time Zhao Jiang spoke very quickly, for fear that he would not be able to finish what he wanted to say, "After my sacrifice, you are the acting commander of the 258 Brigade, Jiang Haichao, you remember, our 258 Brigade has never lost a battle, it was like this in the past, and it will be like this in the future!" I haven't made a single mistake in all these years, and you have to promise me that you will never lose the battle! ”

"Brigadier Commander!" Hearing Zhao Jiang's tone of explaining his will, Jiang Haichao's heart fell to the bottom, and he understood what happened without explanation, the camp and the headquarters must have been attacked! Jiang Haichao wanted to persuade Zhao Jiang to withdraw, but he couldn't say it, and in the end, his mind was blank and he still said these two words.

What came back was the beep of the phone hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jiang personally called all the departments and issued instructions, announcing that Jiang Haichao would immediately become the acting brigade commander of the 258 Brigade, and all the officers who wanted to lead the team to come to the rescue were strictly ordered by Zhao Jiang to guard their own area and not act rashly.

"Don't fall for the trick, they want to encircle the point to send reinforcements to wait for work, you just hold the position strictly, and I will lead people to retreat immediately."

With such words, Zhao Jiang calmed down those subordinates who were anxious to come to support, kneaded and twisted into a big pimple of eyebrows, and made the last call.

"Give me the grounding artillery regiment."

The call was transferred to the ground artillery regiment, which was not fully equipped with temporary formation.

"I'm Zhao Jiang, I order your department to immediately concentrate fire and shell the Sanhe warehouse."

"Yes, I order you, fire at the command!"

"Obey the order and fire at me!"

After only three words, Zhao Jiang hung up the phone and cut the phone line. After smashing the phone with a gun, Zhao Jiang picked up the military hat with both hands and put it on his head, solemn, and the national emblem on the military hat that was wiped every day was bright and shiny, without a trace of dust.

The gunshots were getting closer and closer, and there were several hurried screams outside the door, and a monster then rushed into the door, ten bayonet-like nails shining with cold light, and a human head in each of their deformed and terrible hands, which were the two guards guarding the door, with hideous expressions on their faces, staring at each other, and not blinking their eyes.

The monster's appearance is very familiar, Zhao Jiang has seen him - in the video recovered from the command post in the bomb shelter. Zhao Jiang still remembers the name of this variant: Li Jinkui.

"Yo, Brigade Commander Zhao, are you planning to kill yourself by drinking bullets? Or do you think you can hurt me with a small pistol? Seeing Zhao Jiang standing straight, holding the gun tightly in his hand, Li Jinkui smiled evilly and said sarcastically, teasing the prey like a cat and mouse was the most interesting thing for him.

But this time, the reaction of the "mouse" was unexpected.

"Haha, Mayor Liu, I didn't expect Lao Zhao and I to avenge you." Zhao Jiang laughed out loud in relief, clutching the gun in his hand, although he knew that this could not hurt the mutant in front of him, but at least he could keep the glorious bullet to himself.

"Who is Mayor Liu?" Li Jinkui blinked, miraculously recalling the massacre when he first became a saint with a terrible memory. The mayor of Yuangangwon, Yoo Harmoni, the bastard who was unwilling to surrender, beat his secretary to death and then committed suicide.

Li Jinkui began to feel bad, the last time he faced such a situation was when he met Wen Yan, he was almost killed on the spot, and the last time he faced Yang Xiaoqian and others who were beaten to the point that only one head was left and survived......

The panic had just risen, and there was a dense and dull roar of fried beans in the distance.