He Jun squinted his eyes and glanced downstairs, unwillingly agreed, took two steps back, turned around and ran up the stairs, and just ran up to the sixth floor, he ran into Luo Jiaqi and Liangzi who were running down with guns.

"Where are you going!" He Jun was angry, "Give me up!" ”

Luo Jiaqi was startled, and wanted to cover He Jun's mouth but it was too late.

He Jun's ears hadn't fully recovered, thinking that he was speaking at a normal volume, but in fact it was about the same as the decibel of a loud roar, and his words were clearly heard upstairs and downstairs.

If the devil guesses that there are few people upstairs, he will definitely hit immediately!

But now it's too late to say anything, Luo Jiaqi hurriedly reminded He Jun to speak quietly, but He Jun didn't care: "If you dare to come, you will die for the dog's day, I'm afraid they won't come!" Less nonsense, do what you need to do. ”

After that, He Jun squatted at the staircase with a rifle, silently waiting for the devil to attack.

However, there was no news in the first wait, no response in the second wait, and after waiting for almost ten minutes, the devil seemed to have given up, and there was no movement at all.

He Jun wondered in his heart, what the hell are the devils doing?

He couldn't think of a reason, and at this time, he hurriedly sat upstairs and ran down: "Brother Jun, come and take a look." ”

"What's wrong?" He Jun was shocked, and his intuition told him that something bad must have happened.

He took three steps and two steps to run up the slow platform, and by the rising morning light, he happened to see a dozen devils coming out of the forest in the north, each of them holding a full of dead branches in his arms.

"Look, it's the second time." Awkwardly said.

"What do the devils want to do?" He Jun's brain is a little hypoxic, what does it mean to run to hug Chai He halfway through? Devils hungry and want to cook? Such speculation was a little outrageous, and he himself was the first to believe it.

Awkwardly glanced at He Jun in surprise: "Brother Jun, the devil should be going to smoke......"

He Jun's stuck brain instantly worked: "That's right, immediately notify everyone to prepare wet towels...... No, do it as planned, tell everyone, open all the windows.

"Hey!" Awkwardly, I promised to run up.

He Jun grabbed him: "Give me the grenade." ”

Don't be embarrassed, quickly took out the three grenades on his body: "That's all." ”

"Enough." He Jun took the grenade and put it on the windowsill, opened the window and threw a grenade down. immediately hid under the windowsill, threw the other two down as fast as possible, and didn't care whether the devil holding the firewood was killed or not, turned around and ran back downstairs to continue squatting.

He had just run downstairs. The window above was hit by the black guns of the little devils, and a few bullets drilled a few holes in the glass.

He Jun pursed his lips disdainfully, and said in his heart that if Lao Tzu doesn't come down, you won't be able to fight.

He Jun squatted patiently, but the devil just didn't attack up.

How did he know, it's not that the devil doesn't want to attack. It was the strafing fire he had just fired that not only killed the devil, but also damaged the devil's machine gun.

No matter how bad the crooked handle is, it is also a machine gun, and the role of the machine gun in the army is to serve as a fire support point, not to use it as a submachine gun, and there are not many machine guns in the hands of the devil, and it is good to be able to transfer three.

He Jun reimbursed three machine guns in one go, which put a lot of pressure on the devil commander, and he had to give up the idea of continuing the attack and retreat.

He Jun had not been back to the fifth floor for less than a minute, and he smelled a faint smell of smoke in his nostrils, and it didn't take long for him. The choking smoke from the burning of wet wood became much thicker.

He had the intention to open the window between the fourth and fifth floors to release some of the smoke, so that the smoke would not be so choking.

But although he felt that it was impossible for the devil to attack when the stairs were full of smoke, and he was worried that the devil had a gas mask, in case the devil had already attacked with a gas mask, wouldn't he be looking for death by running down and opening the window?

Thinking of this, He Jun made the decision to give up the fifth floor, and quickly ran up to the platform between the fifth and sixth floors.

The smell of smoke by the window was indeed much lighter, and he took a few deep breaths, and suddenly had an idea.

Why is the smoke so thick, I'm afraid the devil can't stay in the corridor, right? He Jun cautiously looked down. But I didn't see the figure of the devil.

He didn't dare to stick his head out of the window, so he could only give up the idea of fighting devils and black guns, and ran to the sixth floor to continue the ambush.

How did He Jun know that the devil didn't light a fire on the first floor at all. Instead, a bonfire was lit on the third floor, and the devil deliberately found wet wood for smoke, but the wet wood was difficult to ignite, so the devil dismantled two grenades and poured the gunpowder on it, and only then did he succeed in lighting the pyre.

The windows were opened upstairs to allow the cold air to pour in, and there was some smoke on the first and second floors. But in general, the smoke still jumps upstairs, and the two floors below are very little affected, and the devils downstairs just need to endure it.

The devil can't bear He Jun can't take care of it, he just wants to kill a few more devils now.

The problem is that there are only a few half-people in his hands, and attacking down is purely wounded and dead, and the devil does not attack up, and the two sides don't catch fire at all, so what's the use of just having ideas?

How can you kill all the devils below?

The smoke drilled into his nose one by one, and if he continued like this, he would have to be poisoned by carbon monoxide...... Carbon monoxide?

He Jun suddenly brightened, ran down the stairs in a few steps, quickly closed the window, and then ran upstairs, all the way to the seventh floor.

It was Liangzi who was guarding the seventh floor, and He Jun grabbed Liangzi: "Quick, notify me from above, let me come here above the sixth floor, and the others will immediately withdraw to the rooftop, do you understand?" ”

Building 14 houses 12 people, except for He Jun and other four people who live on the third floor, the other eight people live on the 8th and 14th floors respectively.

"Yes, yes, Brother He, can I ask what you want to do?" Ryoko asked suspiciously.

"It's too late to talk so much, quick!" He Jun's heart was pounding, and he turned around to look downstairs, the devil didn't move, and the devil should be allowed to find out, a good phenomenon!

Before the people upstairs came down, He Jun deliberately coughed loudly twice, and fired two more shots downstairs.

He didn't expect these two shots to hit the devil, he just did it to let the devil know that the people upstairs hadn't given up the fight yet.

Soon two militiamen ran down the upper floor, one in his early thirties surnamed Long, and the other was about the year of his establishment and surnamed Qi.

He Jun immediately said: "The order of the main building, immediately take out the liquefied gas tank in the house...... I remember there was spare liquefied gas, right? ”

Both militiamen were over thirty years old, and He Jun didn't have time to convince them, nor did he feel that he had the air of a king to make them obey orders, so he didn't hesitate to pull up the banner of strong thunder.

"yes, I've got two full ones there." The militiaman surnamed Long nodded.

"I'm two full, and one and a half full." The militia surnamed Qi said.

He Jun immediately said, "Please take out the liquefied gas tank immediately...... Take out the two on the eighth floor, don't use the one on the fourteenth floor, hurry! (To be continued.) )