Twelve horses, under the shouts of the knights, drove the horses that had run away one by one, and more than a dozen soldiers gathered the guns and ammunition outside the camp gate, beside the corpses, and in a short time, dozens of rifles and thousands of bullets were piled up in a small knoll.

Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie stood by the pile of weapons, watching Zhang Xiaoqiang command a few soldiers to take off the clothes of the wolf flag soldiers, even if more than eighty wolf flag soldiers turned into corpses, they still couldn't believe that they were solved so easily, relying on the heavy machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand and the bullet chain of two hundred bullets?

Everything that happened before and after was like a daydream in their eyes, their car followed Zhang Xiaoqiang, when Zhang Xiaoqiang opened fire, they bypassed from the side, ready to join the battle, and when their vision was clear, they found that there was nothing wrong with them, those wolf flag soldiers stood there like stupid and were swept by bullets one by one, basically everyone was shot at the vital point, and some were shot through two.

So Zhao Jun Zhou Jie and their warriors all looked stupid, and when they came to their senses, the living people had become corpses, and the war horses had become ownerless wild horses, if it weren't for the fact that the blood mist above the corpses hadn't dissipated, they really thought that these people were just lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

The gunfire inside the bazaar did not stop, and the brief gunfire outside did not attract the attention of the inside, and after more than 30 people changed their clothes, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed inside with them...... The ground was full of corpses, people of all races, including Mongolians, Zhang Xiaoqiang took ten people to walk through the corpses with difficulty, from time to time there were wolf flags carrying large bags and small bags to come out and shout to them, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang nailed a triangular thorn to the center of the eyebrows, twelve triangular thorns turned two and a half circles, where they walked, all the looted wolf flags turned into corpses.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what happened to the other group of twenty people, now he doesn't worry about shooting, there are scattered gunshots in most areas of the bazaar, from time to time you can see a wolf flag pulling a man's hair and dragging it to the middle of the road like a dead dog, killing with one shot, seeing these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to take out the triangular thorn, and directly shot the head with np22, wearing a strange robe, he let the soldiers behind him each hold two burdens, and the wolf flag saw them at first sight, and felt that it was his own people who had been robbed back, Then he was shot in the head before he could see it clearly at second sight.

The dead wolf flags were covered by the soldiers with corpses on the road for the first time, to disguise their identities, so that after they cleaned up the wolf flags of more than fifty people, they came to the red light district, and just after entering, they heard the cries and howls inside, and there were several female corpses in the first few tents, all **, their bodies were covered with black bruises and tooth marks, and their bodies were covered with various stains, looking at their distorted faces, they obviously suffered a lot before they died, and the further they went, the more female corpses there were.

Most of the dead women were over thirty years old, the younger ones were brought back to their camp after being brutalized, and many of the women were not women from the red light district, all of whom were snatched by the wolf banner and taken under the care of them.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the first wolf flag lying on the woman's body and insulting him, stepped forward and easily wiped off the wolf flag's head with the rat king blade, the headless neck sprayed a fountain-like blood mist, and the slick body was still lying on the woman's body and twitching, the woman's head and face were all watered with blood, and even a large amount of blood fell into her mouth, and the woman spit out the blood and screamed louder.

A soldier rushed up and raised his bayonet to stab the woman, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Let her call, she is not alone here." Zhang Xiaoqiang said indifferently.

The warriors immediately understood, the whole red light district was full of men's laughter and women's cries and screams, not more than this woman, no less of this woman, no less of this woman, anyway, they would not be exposed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked past the woman with the warrior in turn, the woman held the headless corpse pressed on her, looked at the soldier in horror and screamed, her big mouth was bloody, like a bloodsucking banshee.

As Zhang Xiaoqiang and the soldiers walked by, the men's laughter decreased rapidly, but the women's screams became louder and louder, no way, the Rat King's blade was too sharp, cutting people's heads was like cutting tofu, the soldiers did the same, they couldn't cut people's heads, so they cut off the arteries in the necks of these men, anyway, let those screaming women all take a human blood shower.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the intersection with ten soldiers covered in blood, the soldiers who had no wolf flag to kill still couldn't react, they never thought that killing people was so simple, walking over and slashing through the neck artery, and then ignoring it, that person would naturally die after a lot of blood loss, each person had a few lives in their hands, and for a while they entered a strange state, as if killing their hands, they felt that taking other people's lives was not a desecration of life, but a rare enjoyment.

Ten warriors immersed in the heart of killing stood quietly behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, and when Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie joined them with eighteen warriors, it seemed that they suddenly didn't know these ten warriors.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at the eighteen soldiers behind him, Zhou Jie said a little gloomily: "Two died, but we killed thirty-two, which is not a loss." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang almost got angry, he had a calculation or not, twenty-two people killed thirty-two people and two died, which is not a loss, how is this account calculated?

"How many did you kill? Why is there no one missing? ”

Zhao Jun looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and the warriors behind him, and felt that these warriors had all changed into a person, and each of them had a strong murderous aura, as if their whole body was surrounded by bloody aura.

"I didn't count ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang scratched his head, he really didn't count, but the soldier behind him helped answer.

"We killed a total of 166 people, of whom more than 50 were clothed and more than 100 were wiped on their necks."

"Well, that's about the number, you killed thirty-two, plus more than eighty who died outside, and those who were killed from the inside, there are almost three hundred, that is, as long as we kill another two hundred, it's almost ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to have killed his hand, and no longer feels that more than 200 enemies is a big problem, Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie were depressed by Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, they killed thirty-two people before they died two, I thought it was a great achievement, but compared to Zhang Xiaoqiang, it was not a fart, what did people say? More than 100 people were wiped on their necks, were they killing chickens?

"Prepare guns and ammunition, take off our clothes, we put on our own clothes and do the final battle."

Invisibly, Zhang Xiaoqiang became the leader, Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie, and the soldiers behind them had not yet made a move, but the soldiers behind Zhang Xiaoqiang took off the robes on their bodies in three or two times, checked the guns of the guns, and checked the magazines of the magazines.

"All the mufflers are installed, we attack in the rear, the people who resist in front will see us, if they come out to answer, we will have less benefit, if they shrink inside and don't come out, we will have the final say here in the future......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not the Virgin, he doesn't want to be Lei Feng, although killing the wolf flag is their main purpose, but they can't do day work, I'm really sorry for themselves if they don't get some benefits by the way, Zhang Xiaoqiang's words made Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie's eyes light up, they all belong to the same identity as free mercenaries, if they get territory in the bazaar, it will be beneficial and harmless to them.

Like a replica of the raiding zombies, the wolf flags in front of them are all shrunk behind various obstacles and shoot at the force of the weapon area, behind them, one by one automatic rifles send them a death invitation, one by one the wolf flags were shattered by bullets in the back of the head, and they fell to the ground weakly, wetting the ground with blood and brains.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the middle of the line with his an94, and his gun was also pressed on the silencer, but he easily did not make a move, let those assaulters attack, and only when he saw a wolf flag and found that something was wrong, he would kill with one blow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others stabbed chrysanthemums in the back, and the defenders of the weapons area saw a small unit attacking behind the attackers, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and all kinds of guns sprayed flames as if they were not bullets, and the firepower increased several times in vain, as if returning to the light.

The strong backlash in the weapons area made the commander of the Wolf Banner anxious, they only came for guns and ammunition, and if the bullets ran out, they would not come in vain.

The commander of the wolf flag wore a pointed helmet as long as a lightning rod, brandished a pistol and shouted at his subordinates, let them charge, and at the same time beckoned the wolf flag behind him to come up, shouted for a long time and then did not respond, the wolf flag commander stood up and scolded the back, and then a gun hole was imprinted on his eyebrows, when the commander of the wolf flag fell, the thirty-man team launched a final assault, and captured all the remaining wolf flags at the gate of the weapons area.