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The first thousand and twenty-seventh blood for blood(2/2)

"quick."

After dealing with most of the traitors, Zuo Zhong jumped out of the truck and waved, and another group of masked men with guns entered the scene for final cleaning.

And he turned a timed explosive device and threw it into the remaining artillery shells in the carriage, and then joined the action team, pulling the bolt in his hand to load the submachine gun.

"Forgive me……"

"Bang bang bang."

An officer of the "Pseudo-Loyal Salvation Army" who was seriously injured and lying on the ground stretched out his hand to beg for mercy. Zuo Zhong turned slightly, pointed at the opponent, pulled the trigger and fired three bullets, one in the head and two in the chest.

This will ensure that no one is left alive, and must give those who have surrendered to the enemy or are preparing to defect to the enemy a profound memory, letting them know what the consequences of treason are.

The two action teams, one behind the other, were facing each other and slowly approaching. During this period, gunfire rang out continuously. Some traitors who were trying to make a cold start were shot dead, and some were masked men who were refilling their guns.

Finally, the two sides met at a bunker. He Xingjian and Chen Mingchu threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately, shouting nonsense like that they were willing to pay them as long as they were not killed.

These two scoundrels who betrayed their country and nation and harmed their compatriots are still daydreaming about paying for their lives.

"Bang~bang"

Zuo Zhong answered with two bullets. The villain died because he talked too much. There was no need to talk nonsense to the other party. After taking back the gun, he poked He and Chen's heads with his feet and said coldly.
Chapter completed!
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