In various passages around the factory, gun security guards had already had a fire with the Red Turban Army rushing in, and the battle became increasingly fierce.

Neither side had heavy weapons, and the AK47 in handheld, bullets whistled between the two sides, each with damage.

The wounded man who was hit by a bullet lay on the ground and screamed, which faintly obscured the gunshots.

Mr. Zhuo, who was drinking alone, suddenly heard the successive gunshots in the factory and was immediately shocked.

When Lu Yu and He Jianguo discussed the anti-hunting operation, they excluded him, so Zhuo Yifan was also kept in the dark and did not know the plan of the two.

Seeing a large number of armed gangsters rushing into the factory and opening fires unscrupulously at the workers, and people keep falling into pools of blood, Zhuo Yifan was stunned and his head buzzed.

He is a rich young man who has no worries about food and drink and has spoiled himself. He has never seen such a real battlefield, and his mind is blank.

"ah……"

It was not until a flying stray bullet penetrated his thigh that Zhuo Yifan screamed.

Fortunately, although he likes to brag, he still has some skills!

After waking up, he rushed off the platform without caring about the bleeding wound and organized the on-site workers to evacuate in an orderly manner.

Retreat to the safe area of ​​the factory and be responsible for the breaking of the rear.

Listening to the sharp gunshots that kept whistling in my ears, people kept falling down at the scene.

Blood was blooming everywhere, Zhuo Yifan rubbed his face hard, and his heart was beating wildly.

Only by personally experiencing it can you understand the cruelty of war. He finally realized how stupid he was at the beginning!

Is war beautiful?

No...that is the root of all sins in the world.

After the last batch of workers had evacuated, Zhuo Yifan was preparing to retreat together. It was too dangerous here and he didn't want to leave his life behind.

However, just as he was moving, he saw from the corner of his eyes that a mercenary was approaching He Jianguo quietly.

Lao He...is in danger!?

Zhuo Yifan secretly gritted his teeth, made a move, overcame the timidity in his heart, and chased after him quickly.

Because, he didn't want Lu Yu to look down on him.

If successful, he will be a big hero!

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Unsuccessful... Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to think about it, so he could only force himself to a dead end and made this decision without hesitation.

Bang bang bang bang...

The bullets in the factory were still roaring continuously.

The bullets flew into the surrounding buildings, and the crisp sounds were heard, as if playing a war music.

He Jianguo held an AK rifle and shuttled through the shadow of the building. His muzzle pointed at the rioters of the Red Turban Army who were rioting on all sides and fired repeatedly.

The veterans' shooting skills are extremely accurate. Every time they shoot, someone will fall down and blood stain the earth red.

The fire that opened its mouth reflected He Jianguo's firm face, showing a little vicissitudes, his eyes firm and his fighting spirit was high!

After leaving the reconnaissance battalion after being discharged from the army, I have never felt this passionate and exciting feeling again.

At this moment, he felt that he had returned to the green years, to the fascinating battlefield, and fought side by side with his comrades.

Lao He is almost fifty years old and is not young. If someone else has already enjoyed his life at home, how could he still come out to run around?

But although He Jianguo, who was old and from a scout, still maintains strong combat effectiveness, this is inseparable from his years of self-discipline and training.

Even if I leave the army, I never give up polishing and training my physical fitness!

Lu Yu, who was standing on the platform with a sniper rifle in his arms, was striking his headshots at the enemy below, all felt admired from the bottom of his heart.

He is worthy of being a veteran comrade!

Taking off his military uniform and putting down his weapons, he was an ordinary citizen and devoted himself to the construction of the motherland.

But once he picked up his weapon, he became a heroic soldier guarding the country, killing the enemy in blood, exalting our country's power, and destroying all invading enemies!

This is the military spirit of a veteran!

Lao He's body moved and jumped, flexibly avoiding the enemy's bullet attacks. At the same time, he rushed into the back of a high-wall bunker, showing a difficult tactical action, changing magazines with one hand.

Within a second, the magazine was quickly replaced, and one hand wrapped around the rifle strap to stabilize it, forming a triangular stable structure with the wall behind it, enhancing the control of the rifle's recoil.

After quickly completing this series of actions, Lao He poked out the muzzle again, pulled the trigger continuously, and the bullets were shot. Several gangsters were shot in succession and fell into a pool of blood.

The battle is getting worse and worse!

On the battlefield, bullets roared back and forth, and almost everyone could hear the sharp sound of bullets flying through the air.

Everyone was very nervous and dared not be careless at all, for fear of being taken away by a bullet.

At this moment, Lao He was all focused on his attention and did not notice the direction of the cover behind him. A gangster with a cold eyes was slowly approaching with a saber.

Bang bang!

Lao He killed two traitors of the Red Turban Army who rushed over, and the whistling bullets covered the footsteps behind him.

The mercenary man holding a sharp sword with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his smile became more and more ferocious and cold-blooded, and he approached forward step by step.

The next second, he waved the blade and pointed it at Lao He's back neck, as if he saw the other party lying under his blade.

At this moment, it was very abrupt-

"Let down your weapon!"

A violent blowout broke out, and the criminal's movements instantly stiffened.

He looked slightly and saw a figure coming from behind. It was Zhuo Yifan's oriole waiting to be fed.

The latter held an m1911 pistol in his hand. After fumbled over, he pressed it on the forehead of the man.

The criminal's face was gloomy. Unexpectedly, his mantis stalked the cicada, but he was attracted by the oriole behind him.

He did not dare to act rashly, so he slowly raised his hands and threw away the dagger!

Zhuo Yifan's loud shout woke Lao He up. He turned his head to look at the first time and found that the mercenary who touched the behind him at some point, and immediately sweated heavily on his forehead.

"I'm old and I almost capsized in the gutter..."

Old He sighed secretly and cast a grateful look at Zhuo Yifan: "Young Master, thank you for saving my life."

Zhuo Yifan scratched his head and laughed: "A small matter is not worth mentioning. After all, you are also an employee of our family..."

When Zhuo Yifan spoke and relaxed his vigilance, the mercenary who was pressed against his head seized the opportunity that passed away and attacked him in an instant.

Bang!

He grabbed the latter's pistol and kicked Master Zhuo out quickly.

The pistol fell into the hands of the man, and the other party looked happy, and immediately raised the gun and pulled the trigger at the two of them-

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

Three shots were fired in a row.
Chapter completed!