If the independent regiment is a big family, then the third company has always behaved like a sensible and good child; seeing that the unlucky brother of the second company is in the limelight in everything, and the younger brother of the ninth company who lacks virtue is bullshit every day, the third company laughs at their reckless courage and is actually sour in their hearts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

To fight Xinglong Town, this is probably the first time that the third company has acted independently in the real sense, Yang Deshi sees the political significance, Hao Ping is counting on raising his eyebrows, the soldiers are looking forward to adding equipment, the security army plus the police detective team, even if they escape quickly, they must leave something behind.

At this time, it is just after noon, three miles west of Xinglong Town, the barren grass sometimes has no wind to move, if you can overlook from the sky, you can find that there are more than 300 dirt roads lying in hiding here, although they are hidden, they are all eager, anxious and impatient.

Gunshots were being heard in Xinglong Town in sight, and it had not stopped for a full fifteen minutes.

Hao Ping, who was hidden behind the grass, was about to twist his brows into a pimple, and the security forces of that company were all outside the town, and the defense in four directions was obviously to block the town, which was an unexpected situation. Originally, his plan was to launch before the evening, and divide the three companies into two parts, one directly to the town, and the other to go directly to the garrison of the security army.

He scolded Pan Zhuzi countless times in his heart for losing a big thing, he thought that all this was completely caused by Pan Zhuzi's greed for small gains, and thought that the fierce battle in the city was Pan Zhuzi's stabbing of the hornet's nest.

Yang Deshi's face was also dark, and Hao Ping's infinite silence finally made him can't help but ask: "Do you still have to wait for the evening as originally planned? If you plan to do it now, then you can't hesitate any longer!"

"Hit now, plan to redeploy, it takes time to unfold. Running so far here, is it just to fire a few shots and see these security soldiers flee on the spot?"

"Do you want to expand again? you...... Do we have enough troops? Time is tight!"

"Don't worry, I know time is tight, so I don't surround all of them, but circle three and one missing, leave a way for them to run, and peel off their skin!"

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The offensive battle of Qianzhuang was a mess!

The captain of the straw bale only said one fight, and as for how to fight, no one knows, so it's right to fight each one, and it's better not to have the supervision of the chief.

The police beat the police, and the detective team beat the detective team.

Under the cover of all kinds of chaotic shooting, some of them rushed across the street, hiding under the window of the bank with a heavy gate, or prostrate or curled up or prayed, and the two policemen were already obscene at the gate of the bank, angrily asking the guys in the back for grenades, to blow up the door, so the guys in the back continued to ask for grenades in the back, because he didn't have that thing.

The backyard hit the backyard, here is mainly the detective team, they tried to climb over the wall into the backyard of Qianzhuang, but unfortunately a few Zhu Bajie in the window on the second floor desperately shot at the backyard wall, helplessly the detective team can only nest outside the courtyard wall towards the second floor obscene shooting, so that the ashes fall and break the bricks, so violent, stunned that no one has the courage to think of coming to the back roof to put a fire point to suppress the back window of the second floor; of course, even if someone can remember, no one wants to do the work of this budding bird.

Before the crisis, the various bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the Qian Zhuang no longer needed anyone to come forward, and they automatically formed a cooperation.

All the Zhu Bajie rushed up to the second floor, and they used the windows on the second floor to shoot desperately at the street in front or into the backyard, delaying the attack of the police and the detective team.

The masked robbers were divided into two parts, one continued to moss in the counter on the first floor, and once the gate was breached, they had to block the gate with bullets and guard the hall on the first floor, and the other guarded the direction of the back door, one by one, clutching their guns, listening to the repeated shooting explosions inside and outside the building, either panting or trembling.

Everyone knows what happened outside the gate, and all those who went out and surrendered have become corpses in the sun, and now they can only cry without a soul, or blindly scold, with no way out.

Xiao Hongying sat under a window on the second floor, and she didn't participate in the shooting anymore, because her big-eyed masturbation shot only had seven bullets left, which she habitually kept for last-minute strain.

From time to time, stray bullets flew into the window above her head, hitting the ceiling or behind the wall, this is a scenery in her eyes, but at this time she didn't have the heart to look, Shi Cheng died, she felt that she probably had to die here, this little soldier can understand the situation, and can't get out!

She was quietly in a daze, and did not feel sad, whether it was Shi Cheng's death or her own situation, the sadness under the rain of bullets was worthless, she was just waiting, waiting for Zhu Bajie next to her to fall, and then she could change her gun to play, this is not her curse on the friendly army, this is the reality that will happen sooner or later.

Hu Yi was still on the first floor, in the corner of the rest area, but now he was sitting in the middle of the bench where Su Qing had sit, unhurriedly loading the magazine one by one. He didn't have many bullets, he didn't take much with him when he went out, and most of the exchange of fire with the masked robbers was consumed, and the remaining bullets were not enough for the two long magazines.

Ma Liang sat in the corner and was silent, Hu Yi estimated that he was not just because of Shi Cheng, but maybe thought more, because he was Ma Liang and always thought more. Luo Fugui never went up after going downstairs, and now he was nesting in the counter with those masked robbers, Hu Yi knew that this unproductive person didn't want to leave him, and he thought that he would be safe wherever he was. And Su Qing sat next to Hu Yi, on the same bench, maybe only twenty centimeters apart, and then she sat next to him like this, sitting rarely steady, and never said anything.

Outside the door, outside the walls, and upstairs, the chaotic detonation of the shooting continued to be clear and piercing.

However, Hu Yi had to continue to pretend to be unhurried, filling the bullet into the magazine steadily, the same storm was roaring in his mind, thinking became a whirlpool, far-fetched depicting one breakthrough plan after another, in each plan he fell, and the people who should have been spared were not spared, this problem was not solved at all, he thought that he was not calm enough, and he was unwilling to continue to reluctantly build the next plan.

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To the east of Xinglong Town, seven miles, several long rows of new brick houses on the plain are located in a large courtyard surrounded by a new wooden fence, the wooden fence encloses a large open space, the wild grass has not been removed, it looks like a playground, and even the road inside and outside the yard is paved with new soil, and the conspicuous soil yellow can be seen.

A major of the security army impatiently walked out of the door, climbed directly to the roof of the house along the ladder next to the door, and looked at the west with his hands on the pergola in the sun, the sound of gunfire was faint and still incessant.

Another captain of the security army came out of the house, looked left and right, and finally found the major on the roof, and couldn't help asking: "Regiment commander, didn't we just set up the phone, why don't I make a phone call and ask?"

The major on the roof said angrily: "The regiment commander is a fart, regimental commander, can you kid change his words?

"Uh...... All right. Battalion commander, do you need me to ask?"

"Ask the fart, no matter how you listen to this gunshot, it's not a serious battle, I think it's another trouble with the Einsatzgruppen. If it's really a big deal, all the waste in the town should have come to us to call for Dad, right?"

Hearing the battalion commander say this, the captain smiled, and then the battalion commander on the roof also smiled proudly, the bullet marks on his forehead reflected in the sun, he was once a rout, surnamed Wang......