The first floor of the money village is still messy, the light is still dim, and every face is still dim, whether it is despair, sadness, or pain, it is still dim. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hu Yi stood up in the gloom, he had been quiet for a long time, he felt that it was time, he couldn't guess how many policemen and detectives would be deserters because of gold bars, he only knew that once, there were always people who quietly disappeared because they had cleaned up the rich battlefield, and he pretended not to know when he was the captain of the supervision team, but he just ordered someone to tick off those names in red on the roster, assuming that they had been martyred, in fact, they were different from corpses?

Based on experience, and based on the gunshots that had been noisy several times, Hu Yi judged that there were 50 to 80 guns outside the bank, including a Czech gun outside the front door, and the strength was about two platoons; he also knew that there was still a company of security troops stationed in Xinglong Town, but he had never shown up.

It can only be assumed that the enemy's strength is divided into two halves on average, half blocking the front door and half sealing the backyard; even if there are not many deserters in the direction of the backyard, the enemy with gold bars should no longer play with his life, and ordinary people cannot imagine fighting for their lives to break through the siege without making a concentration, but dividing into two waves one after another, which sounds like a very stupid decision, and Hu Yi's breathing is much smoother than just now.

In fact, he really wanted to arrange for Zhu Bajie to be the striker, but there was no second chance, he didn't dare to trust, and he couldn't trust, the police and the detective team could be deserters for gold bars, who could guarantee that after leaving the bank, Qi Jiu and his people would not abandon the plan for their own lives? Hu Yi has seen a lot of this kind of thing, because he himself is a deserter, who is not a deserter?

"Brother, I want to be one. ”

Ma Liang's voice was slightly hoarse, very light, and the blood on half of his face was still there, and it had dried up, which was not his style of loving cleanliness.

"Wait until you're willing to wipe your face clean. ”

Hu Yi knew that he would die as a striker in this state, because his heart was still soft, and he was no longer alert.

"Fox, let me be the two this time, okay?"

Xiao Hongying is looking forward to sharing blood with Hu Yi, she knows that Hu Yi will never let her be a pioneer, so it is also refreshing to do fire support and expansion behind Hu Yi.

"Save some snacks, you hurry!" It was not Hu Yi who spoke, but Luo Fugui: "You three Su officials are four, and I will take care of you two in the back." ”

"The mule is second in line, and after Ma Liang is broken. ”

"Huh, I ...... Doesn't it fit, does it?"

"At least you're a machine gunner. ”

"But I don't have a machine gun!"

"What's the difference?"

So, Luo Fugui also began to miss Shi Cheng who was still cold in his bones, although Shi Cheng always went crazy and always did some disgusting bloody things, it didn't affect the trust of his comrades at all, he was a real warrior, someone must continue to think so.

......

All the breakout members stopped at the back door of Qianzhuang, Hu Yi, Luo Fugui, Xiao Hongying, Su Qing, Ma Liang, as well as Cho Jiu and the remaining six Zhu Bajie, because there were two more missing during the shooting upstairs. Hu Yi was the striker, and he didn't fight for the nine, but he gave Hu Yi some bullets, so that Hu Yi could fully load the two long magazines and one short magazine of the M1932, just enough for fifty rounds.

Xiao Hongying took out two shell guns of the deceased from the corpse in the hall, the bullets were not rich, only the guns, she squinted at Su Qing, who took the initiative to ask her for a gun, for a while, and finally handed one of them to Su Qing: "There are eight rounds." Then you have to look to the right. Look at it, don't let anyone break the back of my head. ”

Some people began to take deep breaths, some people subconsciously clenched the handle of the gun and began to sweat in their palms, listening to Hu Yi say in a deep voice in the gloom: "As long as we are fast enough, we will not face many enemies, maybe only more than twice as many as ours, the key is at the beginning, don't be reluctant to splash bullets! After breaking layer by layer, you can break through the three alleys without changing the direction and temporarily get out of the circle." Your people are divided into two groups, one group climbs over the opposite wall and the other climbs the right wall, and after crossing the wall, all face north. Are you all set?"

The heavy deadbolt began to ring, and a flash of light immediately dispelled the dimness, and once again spread horizontally, brightening every dark face, one rushing out one after the other, into the dazzling light.

When Zhu Bajie was about to run onto the courtyard wall, the backyard door was suddenly pulled open by Hu Yi.

"You right!" he shouted, then stretched out the muzzle of his gun to the left, pulled the trigger horizontally, Luo Fugui's muzzle stretched out to the right, and also began to buckle continuously, faster than Hu Yi, he was more used to doing this.

The two reverse muzzles sticking out of the courtyard gate were like two mad dogs barking wildly, and the bullets flew blindly to both sides of the alley outside the door, hitting the wall and hitting the ground indiscriminately, probably hitting nothing, but causing panic shouts from both ends of the alley, hiding like rats.

When the tenth bullet shell jumped out of the chamber, Hu Yi rushed out, followed by Ma Liang rushing out, raising the gun and aiming at Hu Yi's opposite direction and waiting for the shot, followed by the hard-headed bear, who tore off Zhu Bajie's mask to reveal an unwilling ugly face, picked up the shell gun and rushed out of the courtyard door to chase Hu Yi's side, and rushed towards the end of the alley.

The alley is not wide, but it seems to be very long, covered by blue bricks and gray walls and blue sky, every time Hu Yi will only focus on the muzzle of the gun, and the recoil of the shot hits his arms and shoulders again and again, making him shake and make him inexplicably excited, and he can't even feel that the bullet casings thrown vertically accidentally hit the brim of his own hat, and he is bent on suppressing the target outside the side of the alley mouth and does not dare to poke out, and advance.

Behind Hu Yi's side, Luo Fugui tried his best to control his stride, for fear of surpassing, because the alley in front of him frightened him, and the two sides must be full of muzzles, it was a ghost gate! He held the muzzle tightly but did not shoot, this bear has never been very interested in shooting, out of the instinct of the machine gunner, he wanted to wait until Hu Boss changed the magazine, he had to keep the suppression continuous. He didn't want to die in this damn alley, but he didn't want to die in the alley in front of him, and for the first time he was tormented by dying here or dying in the other.

None of them could notice how tacit their cooperation was, and when Hu Yi jumped out of the twentieth bullet shell of the M1932, Luo Fugui's muzzle trembled violently, and the connection was extremely perfect, but it was just ...... The fear of the front caused him to subconsciously switch to the burst mode before he knew it, and his muzzle jumped up and never stopped, and he went crazy viciously, a rain of bullets was like a violent wind, and he had no head or brain to rush into the empty alley in front of him, whether it was the walls on both sides or the ground, the gray mist that burst out of the air bloomed like a flower, and then it was cloudy.

The ghost gate is about to arrive, the distance between the alley is only ten meters, Hu Yi has begun to accelerate, and sticks to the left wall, the muzzle is getting more and more to the right; if it weren't for him in front, Luo Fugui might have to turn around and run, this bear doesn't know what force drove him to speed up, gradually approaching the right wall, the muzzle of the gun is on the left, he has to face everything on the left, see who will be beaten into a sieve, his legs are like falling lead, but he is still enchanted by the devil in front of him and dragged the soul of fear to run, unable to turn back...... (To be continued.) )