Today, Uncle Wu walked out of the gate as usual, and waved his hand to the post that saluted him, indicating that there was no need for so many politeness.

He is different from the other leaders of the mercenary group. He doesn't understand the military posture and rules very well, and he doesn't care much about it. He just thinks that it's not easy for these young kids.

He knew the difficulty of training for new recruits. Zhou Wen and his team had high requirements. In the end, it was not easy to become a formal soldier of the mercenary group. Moreover, these kids will be good help from scholars and others in the future.

So when he arrived at him, he felt that he could be tolerant.

Uncle Wu walked across the street and arrived at the door of the grocery store with steady steps.

The shopkeeper and the clerk of the grocery store had long nodded and stood at the door, greeting him enthusiastically.

If you say that Uncle Wu only comes to buy a few packs of cigarettes every day, and sometimes he will buy some fun when he sees something novel, but he is definitely not a big money owner in the grocery store.

But I didn't see that this old man with a bad appearance would salute him every time he came out? This means that the old military leader must have a good identity.

The shopkeeper and the clerk of the grocery store are both people with some sensibility, so they are naturally respectful to Uncle Wu.

"Oh... Old Jun Ye is here, are you still the same rules? You have prepared cigarettes for you. Just as a small shop has a batch of new spring tea. Do you want to give you a pound?"

Uncle Wu has never liked the officer uniform of the Son, saying that the body was too tight and uncomfortable. He liked to wear cotton uniforms of ordinary soldiers, not tie a belt, and sometimes he didn't even carry a collar seal. Unfamiliar people don't know that this old military leader who looks like a chef was actually a captain officer.

"I said to Manager Chen, you are so stupid. I've been fooled by you a lot. Don't cheat me with last year's inventory again, right?"

Uncle Wu laughed and scolded, and was about to step into the threshold of the grocery store.

At this moment, a person suddenly ran out of a corner of the street and ran towards this side.

Uncle Wu didn't care at first, but he just subconsciously looked back, but this casual glance made his eyes suddenly open, with a look of horror in his eyes.

The man came running into a short-term worker's coarse cloth outfit, full of murderous intent, but he looked at him, and was holding a dark and shiny thing in his hand, which was a pistol.

At this moment, Uncle Wu knew that this man was for him. It was too late to do anything now, and he usually didn't carry a gun on his body, and he couldn't do anything he wanted.

"There is a killer..."

Uncle Wu shouted at the guard station across the street, pushed hard and stood stupidly at the door. He wanted to hide in the grocery store, but it was too late.

"Yuan...Yuan..." Two crisp gunshots exploded over Xiaobei Street.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. It was the time when the business of shops and stalls was relatively light. The streets were not very noisy, so the gunshots seemed so obvious and abrupt, and almost spread throughout the street.

The impact of two 7.65mm bullets made Lao Wu's body fall to the ground with an unstable center of gravity, but it also increased the difficulty of a killer's continuous shooting.

The man, amid the screams of Manager Chen and the young man, rushed to the old Uncle Wu's body, which was standing on the threshold with a pistol, and continued to replenish the gun.

"Touch...touch...touch...touch..."

A few louder gunshots rang across the street.

Fortunately, there was a reminder from Uncle Wu.

Fortunately, the training level of the mercenary soldiers is very high, and Zhou Wen is willing to let the soldiers practice shooting skills with a large number of bullets.

Although the two soldiers serving as posts at the door were only members of the logistics team, they were also excellent soldiers who had been strictly trained and were like combat backbones in other units.

Fortunately, their hands didn't tremble when they shot.

Of course, thanks to the advanced performance of the Type 65 semi-automatic rifle, they can shoot continuously without pulling the bolt, ensuring the sustainability of firepower.

Therefore, before the killer had time to replenish his gun on Old Uncle Wu, he was knocked to the ground by several 6.5mm bullets that whistled and twitched slightly on the ground, but the few gun holes on his body that splashed blood indicate that his life was losing rapidly and he could not live.

One of the guard posts quickly crossed the street with a gun. First, he picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground, and immediately came to Uncle Wu to check his injuries.

Another post was monitoring any movement nearby. As long as there was any abnormality, he would not shoot him.

Because he knew the status and role of Uncle Wu in the mercenary group.

Something happened to the mercenary group.

A shrill whistle sounded in the barracks, and a group of soldiers rushed out of the door. Uncle Wei, who had not even untied the white cloth waist, rushed out with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Then the plainclothes agents from the Urban Management Department rushed out of the barracks in groups and filled the streets. In less than a minute, the entire Xiaobeimen Street was blocked and inspected every pedestrian and every shop.

Xu Zhuli and Jiang Han, who were having a meeting in the urban management department, rushed to Uncle Wu with the doctors from the urban management department as soon as possible.

Since the Urban Management Department is an agent organization, it is inevitable to use a knife and a gun, so there must be several emergency doctors on standby.

At this time, the post that rushed over first had sprinkled the purple and clear red medicine he had with him on the wound of Uncle Wu, but he only dared to do this.

Because of the identity of Uncle Wu, this young soldier who had only learned superficial first aid methods did not dare to untied his clothes without authorization to check his injuries.

After the doctor arrived, with the help of Jiang Han and Xu Zhuli, he untied Uncle Wu's clothes and checked his injuries.

"I was shot in the upper part of my left arm, and there was a wound under my left rib. I could only bandage it on the spot and sent it to the hospital immediately."

At this time, Uncle Wu was weak in aura, but his head was still clear and said to Jiang Han weakly: "Hurry... call... notify Li Shi... and let Mr. Zhou... go to Taiyuan... preside over the overall situation."

After saying that, Uncle Wu could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.

At this time, Jiang Han fell into deep self-blame and tried every means to prevent everything. However, he did not expect that the Kong family was so crazy that they directly killed the senior executives of the mercenary group. It was all because he thought about the problem too simply.

Of course, Jiang Han had to blame himself. Now he is the only one who can undertake and be proficient in security work. As a result, such a big mistake was made under his nose. Not only did he not only regret Uncle Wu, but also the scholar's trust.

Alas! When the scholar and the others come back, how can they explain to him?
Chapter completed!