Thick walls of the museum burst open with thick smoke, and two lines of tears washed the dust off their faces as they crawled and wailed down the hall with their broken bodies in tow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yu Shandong knew that the troops on the first and second floors could no longer be saved, and a trace of fear gradually appeared on his hideous face, and the team was already divided without even seeing where the enemy was.

"Damn it! We take the stairs! ”

Now it is not them who slaughter the enemy, but so many people who have become turtles in urns, and people can slaughter them at will.

The group ran to the other side in a panic, and before they could get closer, an orange firelight exploded in the dark corner, rolling with a pungent and unpleasant smell of gunpowder.

With a humming sound that tore through the air, high-explosive rockets with irregular curves glided through the air, like claws stretched out from hell, and slammed into the thugs who fled in panic.

Rumble!

Continuously detonating the bodies of two people, the warhead charge of the warhead finally exploded, and the explosion ** moving cover body made it form a metal jet, hitting all the people within a fan-shaped radius of four meters, and the fragments were shot into the human body with flames, and the screams wandered back and forth in the empty and gloomy museum.

"! Find a cover and hide! Yu Shandong was squeezed by the crowd and fell to the ground, struggling to get up, with a broken face and looking up at the place where the bazooka was launched with fear and anger on his face.

The deputy has already broken his legs, and even if he is saved, he will be disabled for the rest of his life, many people have been directly blown to pieces, and there are less than twenty people left around him!

O troops of 237 men! How long has it been!

"Military uniforms! They are in military uniforms! The thugs huddled behind the railings finally saw the enemy in front of them, and their voices changed in fear.

Uniform!

Hearing this word, Yu Shandong trembled, and suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his scalp was a little numb.

Without hesitation, he dragged the thug and ran into the exhibition hall.

Didn't it mean that the whole world had collapsed? How can there still be a large-scale army organization? How did they end up here?

Da Da Da Da ....

Bullets and bazookas hit the tiles, splashing fragments everywhere, and the other side did not give them a breathing space at all.

Not only these attacks, he was sure that there must have been anti-infantry mines set up inside the exhibition hall.

As if it had been agreed, three bazookas were fired at the same time, and the warheads slammed into the bunkers of the thugs, and the tile-covered concrete was blown to pieces in an instant, and the cement blocks, tiles, and broken steel bars exploded inward at high speed with a torrent of metal.

The thugs behind the bunker seemed to be vulnerable to smashing, and those who did not die crawled towards the interior of the exhibition hall in confusion.

Covered by ambushable fire, the thugs in the town could only pitifully put their guns on the bunker to counterattack casually, and sporadic flames flew towards Ding Mang's position, shooting at the wall without accuracy.

The thugs were often hit by a bazooka near their location before they could finish a magazine, followed by two grenades from an unexpected place, and one of the thugs was about to reach out and pick it up, but his entire arm was smashed off and he fell to the ground and convulsed.

On the other hand, Ding Mang's team, after all, is a recruit after two months of military training, under the report point with a single soldier thermal imaging display, more than a dozen people have a clear division of labor to fire, accurately and clearly understand the enemy who dares to counterattack, and press fear on their heads.

A series of ambushes and attacks have completely destroyed the willpower of the pro-army rioters.

"Surrender! Did the troops on the opposite side hear it! Surrendered! Don't fight anymore! Yu Shandong looked at the wailing companion and wanted to reach out to pull him back, but he was overwhelmed by the fierce fire.

What else can I do now, this is not something that can be turned around by courage, the other party has clearly set up a trap, just rely on these thugs who can only fight with the wind and have no brainless firepower to suppress?

Yu Shandong quietly popped out half of his head and glanced at it, and was immediately forced back by a row of bullets, and soon recognized the truth and shouted hysterically.

Sure enough, the gunfire on the opposite side began to gradually weaken.

"Throw all the guns out."

"Disarm, hands up! Put it in a visible place! ”

Several shouts sounded on the opposite side, and Yu Shandong could hear the sound that their large army had begun to move, and he said to the people around him in a relieved tone: "Brothers, surrender!" ”

If you surrender, you may be beaten to death, or you may become a slave.

Yu Shandong removed the rifle magazine, threw out the last bullet after it was unloaded, patted the dirt and dust on his body, and walked out with his hands held high!

.......

The battle soon ended, and the museum was plunged into darkness again.

Among the twenty people in ambush in the museum, none of them were killed, only one unlucky ghost city gangster was frightened by the violent explosion, slipped and broke his leg, and at this moment he had been carried into the truck by his companions, and was laughed at for a long time by his friends who were also from the ghost market.

However, in the team of ten people who encountered another unit at the back gate, three people were killed, and two people were hit by bullets in the lobes of the lungs, and they died after rescue efforts failed.

Of the 237 people who supported the military town, 41 were killed by anti-infantry traps on the spot, 37 were severely disabled, about 40 people fled, and 119 surrendered. They are not very backbone people, and under overwhelming force, they easily accept the premise of surrender.

"Take the remains of your brothers and go back first." Ding Mang glanced at Liu Jie and gave orders directly.

The captives were tied up, and they looked at Ding Mang, who was only one-fifth of their troops, with frightened eyes, and they didn't understand that two hundred people were captured by forty people, but now they had no guns in their hands, so they could only be kneaded by the other party, and they didn't dare to resist at all.

There was no time to count the seized weapons and vehicles, and the 40 people who fled did not know when they would shoot back, and it might not be as easy as it is now.

Having driven the captives into the car, the convoy quickly withdrew from the combat zone.

......

At the same time, Chen Guang, who was far away in another corner of Xijing, was leading a large army to Yongjun Town.

Due to the incomplete information caused by the signal interruption, he could not immediately know the battle situation on Ding Mang's side, so he could only follow the established tactical strategy.

It is precisely because of the incomplete information that he can use false news to lure out part of the opponent's troops, otherwise with only a hundred troops, he really wouldn't attack the opponent so recklessly.

Judging from the situation when he, Lao Yan, and Ding Mang came to Yongjun Town last time, the other side already has a team of several hundred people, ranging from rifles to heavy machine guns, bazookas to tanks, and in terms of comprehensive strength, it has reached the strength of a reinforced mixed battalion.

What's more, the other party has already been in contact with the Black Iron Group, as long as they continue to plunder slaves and trade with the behemoth of the Black Iron Group, it is inevitable that they will continue to grow.

Chen Guang believes that now is the best time.

Lao Yan, who was sitting in a pickup truck at the back of the convoy, was holding his modified Type 88 sniper rifle, with a relaxed look, and the army aviation officer Xia Changyu from Xiaoyao City was driving beside him, who was looking at him with strange eyes, and from the conversation, he knew what the enemy was facing this time.

With the strength of one company, take the initiative to attack a reinforced battalion three times your own!

Aviation soldier Xia Changyu wanted to ask this group of people where their self-confidence came from, so he thought about it and started chatting.

"That, Brother Yan used to be in that unit?"