The two militiamen did not light the firecrackers together, but who arrived first and started first.

It's more natural that way!

The line of fire burned rapidly and ignited the firecrackers, crackling all the way, on the left and right, like dozens of people shooting.

For a time, the mountain was extremely lively.

Firecracker explosions will have a flicker of fire, and there will also be the sound of gunpowder exploding.

Although it is not exactly the same as the sound of shooting, the principle of action is the same, at least it has reached seventy or eighty percent of the heat.

Shot with eight real guns in the middle, the bullets whizzed through the woods.

The readers, who had been killed or wounded in the ambush, were already distracted by this time, and they couldn't tell the difference between the gunfire on the mountainside.

The sellers only knew that there were gunshots all over the mountain, and they judged that there must have been more enemies in ambush on the mountain.

Seeing that there were only twenty or thirty people left in his house, there were at least dozens of guns on the mountain, and if they continued to rush up, they were likely to all die on the road.

The sellers are scared!

After continuing to rush up the hill to absolutely all die, and retreating to retreat to the village can be safe for the time being, the two road sellers decisively chose the latter.

"Go back, go back."

"There are too many people on the mountain to rush up."

"Let's go, go back to the village first, and then figure out a way."

Three or four readers came out and shouted loudly, and in order to prevent them from being heard clearly by the people on the mountain, they also deliberately shouted in the foreign language next door.

The crackling sound on the top of the mountain had already scared the drug dealers enough to shrink behind the trees and not dare to show their heads.

Someone took the lead in shouting retreat, and immediately got a response from everyone, and they didn't need to shout a second time, they turned around and ran away.

He rolled down the hill and hid in the village again.

The other two hills also had yomi vendors as breaches, and the battle broke out a little later because they were farther away than the hills on the north side.

But.

Although the battles took place later than on the northern flank, the results were all the same.

With Jackie Chan's carefully formulated plan for the turtle in the urn, coupled with the full cooperation of Lone Wolf Group B and the militia platoon, every position was blocked.

The two groups of reading vendors in Chongnanshan and Xishan were beaten to the point of urine, and retreated back to the village.

Originally, they were harvested by Jackie Chan with a heavy machine gun and killed dozens of them, and they were killed by ostriches and eight or nine, and there were still one hundred and forty or fifty peddlers left.

In the blink of an end, there were dozens less.

A small half was killed by landmines, and a small half was chased by Jackie Chan and the sniper team.

The rest rushed to the foot of the mountain, and when they rushed up the mountainside, they were killed by the militia and lone wolves who were ambushed on the mountainside, and a wave of sneak attacks were killed.

Now the number of peddlers who have retreated to the village is just over 100 people.

A number of readers and sellers were armed and pieced together, forming an army of more than 230 readers, thinking that they could easily control the small villages.

Unexpectedly, it took less than ten minutes to enter the village, and there were less than half of the people left.

This made the readers completely panicked.

No matter how much the drug dealers think, how did Langde Village, which is obviously just a piece of tofu, suddenly become an iron plate?

What's going on here?

The readers were desperate to know why, but unfortunately no one gave them an answer at this time.

As a result, the readers who gathered in the village felt that the thatched hut could not protect them at all, and their mood became more and more panicked under the unknown.

The sellers decided to nominate a few people to come out and get together to find a way out.

As a result, the twenty or thirty people who were elected had just gathered together, and in order to prevent them from being discovered by outsiders, they deliberately did not use any lighting items.

The heavy machine gun began to roar wildly again, as if it had grown eyes.

With an effective range of 1,500 meters, the Type 89 heavy machine gun is within its range of the entire village of Lande, hitting every corner at will.

And the reader deliberately chose a remote corner, a very inconspicuous independent thatched house, thinking that no one could see it.

As everyone knows, under the field of vision of night vision goggles, the actions that the reader thought that no one had noticed in the black winter were clearly seen by Jackie Chan from a distance.

The readers and dealers are once again gathering to prepare for trouble, and the heavy machine guns have another chance to kill all sides.

Jackie Chan decisively adjusted the position of the backpack, mounted the heavy machine gun on the backpack, aimed at the thatched hut where the readers and vendors gathered, and began a new round of killing.

"Bang ......"

Heavy machine gun bullets flew towards the target with 17,000 joules of energy with a loud bang.

At a distance of more than 140 metres, the bullet easily pierced the house's thatched bamboo walls and hit one of the house's vendors in the head.

"Bang~"

There was a bang.

Due to the kinetic energy and explosive properties of the heavy machine gun's bullets, the entire head of the reader was blown away, along with half of his neck, leaving only a little bit of the base of his neck.

Exploding brains, minced meat, blood, and broken bones covered the surrounding area for several meters like scattered flowers.

The other peddlers were startled by the heavy machine gun, and before they had time to wonder what it was splashing on his face, it was sticky and disgusting to the touch.

They also ushered in the "Broken Corpse Day"!

Heavy machine-gun bullets whizzed into the house with a powerful whistling sound.

The human body is a piece of tofu in front of it, as long as it is rubbed, a large piece of meat will be dropped, and it will disappear wherever it touches, and it will hit the torso of the body directly into two sections.

Where had the sellers been attacked so ferociously, several of them were scared out.

Under such a terrible death threat, where do you still have the heart to think of any emergency measures, and you only hate your father and mother for missing two legs.

They all crawled and fled out of the house, not wanting to become a piece of minced meat themselves.

But it was not so simple to escape, and in the process of escaping, several more were beaten, and only a few escaped.

This is still Jackie Chan did not bring a tripod, so a few of them escaped by luck.

The heavy machine gun is not very stable on the backpack, and the gun body is too jumpy when shooting, even if Jackie Chan suppresses it with all his strength, it cannot guarantee stability.

But.

Only a muscular man like Jackie Chan can hold down the trajectory of a fully automatic fire heavy machine gun without a bracket.

If you change someone else, you can't hold down the back seat at all without a bracket, and the follow-up bullets are estimated to have to float abroad.

As nearly twenty more sellers lost their lives, the roar of the heavy machine guns died down once more, leaving only the burning houses to begin to burn.

Fortunately, the thatched hut was located in a remote location, and the burning flames could not ignite the surrounding houses.

However, the blazing fire of the thatched hut illuminated half of Langde Village, exposing many of the readers who were hiding to the vision of the militia.

The Lande militia hate to read and hate to the bone, where would they let go of such a good opportunity.

"Bang Bang ......"

Gunfire rang out again.

Although the gunfire this time was scattered, far less dense than before, and it was basically a single burst shot, it didn't sound so terrible,

But for the besieged readers, now is the most tormenting moment.

Before, I only had to dodge the sniper at the entrance of the village, and there were a lot of cover and explosives to choose from, but now there are more point kills from three hills, which means that there are enemies on all sides.

Hiding there can be killed, and no matter what cover you read, it's not safe.

The readers panicked for a while!

As one by one, the readers were found out and killed, and the mood of the remaining readers quickly collapsed, and soon some people went into hysteria.

It's like a madman who has lost his mind, holding a gun and sweeping in the direction of the village.

Just want to escape from this purgatory!

However, madness is useless, and hysteria will not make you invulnerable, but will only make you die faster.

"Bang~"

The ostrich shot over, knocked the reader on the head, and said proudly: "The fifteenth, the last five are still missing, and my goal for today will be completed." ”

"Ostrich, can you make a face, are you embarrassed to say it's all yours? I found all of them, and it's not too much to score five or five points, at least I scored ten. The hygienist invited merit.

"you, I killed you, why should I divide you ten." The ostrich did not agree.

"If you don't have me as an observer, you can't see your walnut-sized brain, let alone ten, you can hit one and burn high incense." The hygienist laughed.

"Okay, okay, give you ten, don't take advantage of you, anyway, there are so many prey, I don't want you to report it later, I'll come by myself." The ostrich does not admit defeat on the beak.

"Cut, if you don't report it, you won't report it, do you think I'm willing? I'll do it myself. ”

Although the hygienist said that he wanted himself, he did not take out the gun, and was still looking at it with a telescope, apparently just habitually bickering.

The fact that the two were able to fight in the battle actually highlighted the current battle situation.

The readers have fallen into an all-round disadvantage, and the lone wolves have an absolute advantage, and without pressure, the mood is naturally relaxed.

The next thing to think about is not self-preservation, but how to wipe out all the readers.

(End of chapter)