After eliminating all the snipers, Zhang Yuan took the submachine gun and went downstairs. Although the sniper rifle was easy to use, the battle that the horse was about to conduct was mainly close combat, so the long gun was not suitable.
"Hold it! You must guard the gate!" Zhao Ziyi, the captain of the submachine gun team, roared, behind the panicked VIPs. This is the last barrier. If they are captured, they will face a massacre.
"Yes!" The remaining ten or more team members responded firmly. They also understood the critical situation. Although the opponent's number, experience, and equipment were clearly superior, they had unwavering beliefs. If you want to pass through the gate, you have to walk past our corpses!
But sometimes the role of faith is not so huge. The buildings, trees, and walls opposite the pier have become natural shelters for the mercenaries, and the cars abandoned by the VIPs on the road also allow them to escape bullets and intersperse freely.
At this moment, the right time and place were occupied by mercenaries. It was a one-sided situation. The dock was beaten so that it couldn't raise its head directly, and a large number of bullets would fly in as soon as he showed his face.
However, although the mercenaries have the advantage, they are also anxious. Their chance is to attack on both sides, then slaughter their opponents to meet in the middle of the pier, and finally take a speedboat straight to a big ship from the pier.
The plan is very good, but the key is to get into the pier before the police arrive, otherwise, when the police force arrives, they will face the disadvantage of being attacked from both sides and there is no way to escape.
"Ready to attack!" The leading little Japanese mercenary took out a white cloth strip and tied it to his forehead. The other mercenaries also hid behind their bunkers, took out small cloth strips and tied them up, looking like a death squad. Some of these small banners are written in Chinese with "Forbearance", some with "Kill", and some with "Love", which is really inexplicable.
Zhang Yuan was on the street more than a hundred meters away at the moment. The enemy was too scattered, not his best opportunity to attack. He was still waiting.
After the devil mercenaries tied up the small cloth strips that represent luck, the attack on the gate of the dock officially began. The mercenaries started to gather from the corners of the surrounding buildings to the middle of the road.
There is a small open space at the gate of the pier. There is no car in the middle. There is no cover. If the mercenaries want to rush through, this open space is the most likely place to lose their lives. If they want to reduce casualties, they must have strong firepower. Resources, if you want to hit the dock, you can't lift your head, and there is no chance to fire bullets.
Soon, two mercenaries took out a machine gun from a corner of the building. It seemed to have been hidden here long ago. They cleverly placed the machine gun in the grass in the garden at the corner of the building, while the submachine gun team on the opposite dock Did not find it at all.
There was a brief calm, and the attack began with the command of the Japanese mercenary leader.
The first thing that fired was the machine gun hiding in the grass. It made a continuous crackling sound. In the tongue of the fire, bullets swept like a storm. The stormtroopers hiding in the pier guard room were caught off guard, let alone fight back. Life-saving is so difficult. They only have to hug their heads and crawl on the ground, allowing bullets to easily read the mobile phones in the house: everything will fly away, and even the outer wall of the guard room has been shot into a big hole in the head.
The fire suppressed the opponent. Twenty or so mercenaries walked out of the bunker one after another, slumped, carrying their guns, and rushing towards the opposite side at the fastest speed. Those who rushed forward also took off their back waist. Grenade, ready to throw the horse into the hole.
Zhang Yuan knew that the time was up, he slammed on the accelerator, and only heard the bang of the engine. The Mercedes-Benz went through like a black lightning, and the shadows of small trees on the side of the road were reflected in the Mercedes-Benz car's bright black paint. The layer dodges quickly again, a hundred meters or so, in the blink of an eye.
"Zila~" A sharp brake sounded in the empty street, and a black Mercedes-Benz car drew a semicircular arc in the middle of the road. The speed did not decrease, and it rushed into the side of the road like a madman. Flowery green space.
The mercenary creeping on the ground with a heavy machine gun heard the sound and suddenly turned his head to watch. All he could see was the black tires rolling over his forehead like a tank.
With a "bang", the Mercedes Benz crashed a corner of the outer wall of the building, and Zhang Yuan also stopped the car. The machine gun was dumb, and the head of the guy who was shooting on the ground was squashed. Bai Zhi went all the way, and the mercenary crouching beside the machine gun delivering bullets was hit by Zhang Yuan's car and hit the wall. Then Zhang Yuan knocked over the wall again.
The sudden loss of firepower to suppress the more than 20 mercenaries who launched the attack is fatal. They have just ran half of the way at the moment, and continue to attack without cover, so standing alone on the road is easy to be hit. ; Retreat back, which seems to be quite far away, for fear of dying faster.
"Your mother who turned on the gun is dead!"
"Asshole, I won't charge her mother next time."
"Suppression of firepower, you fucking hurry up!"
The devil mercenaries quickly lay down on the ground, and then made a noise with Japanese curses in the interlocutor. The mercenaries charging at the front did not know what was wrong, but the remaining seven or eight guys hiding in the bunker knew very well. Almost when Zhang Yuan killed the two guys, these seven or eight guys immediately raised their guns from the corner where they were hiding. shooting.
"Pong Pong Pong," the bullet hit the bulletproof glass crackling, but it couldn't shoot through the glass.
"Damn, he's a bulletproof car!" The dialogue machine roared again.
"Hit the tires!"
But it still didn’t work. The tire that the bullet pierced slumped, but immediately swelled up automatically. Seeing the car resembling a tank, the mercenaries were in a mess. The mercenary leader immediately gave the order, "Come back." , All come back!"
But how could Zhang Yuan let them come back? The Mercedes-Benz screamed, and then drawn a perfect arc backwards. The sun was flowing like crystal water on the car, and the Mercedes-Benz rushed into the flock like a tiger.
"Bang!" At the moment a mercenary was knocked into the air, "Bah!" The one who followed was knocked into the hood before dodge, "Boom!" The one who was lying on the ground before getting up was crushed into two pieces. .
If you want to select the most pleasing car accident in history, I think many people will choose this time. The bulletproof Mercedes-Benz is like a tank that rushes into the crowd. A few people who ran fast, just not far back, had a deep tingling in their feet, and when they looked down, they stepped on the iron quinoa, and after a closer look, there were all over the floor.
I was about to curse that her mother didn't talk about social morality so much, but found that the blood-stained Mercedes-Benz had been chasing after her.
At least one of the more than 20 devils mercenaries who launched the offensive was killed or injured by Zhang Yuan. The remaining few were shot and killed by the stormtroopers who responded in time. When the captain Zhao Ziyi found that the "tank" was inside. When Brother Hai, he decisively ordered, "Everyone rush out and counterattack with Brother Hai!"
Most of the mercenaries died in the open space at the gate of the dock. Zhang Yuan's Mercedes Benz was rolling back and forth. Not only was the body covered with blood, the wheels were even more creepy, and the gaps in the tires were actually filled with human flesh.
This is the mercenary leader who found that the general situation is gone. He gave the final order to the remaining 6 men, "Fight with them!"
But after he gave the order, he tore off the microphone, and then his body flashed and got into the gap of the parked car on the highway. He found a suitable one and ran away.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, increased the gas pedal, and slammed into a van in front of him.
As soon as the mercenary leader found an Audi with no bullet marks, he heard a bang from behind, and the van was pushed against the leader's back by Mercedes-Benz. He clearly heard the sound of his rib fracture, and his heart was sweet, "Poof "The ground poured out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Yuan pushed the reverse gear, left for a few meters, and then accelerated again, hitting him with a "boom", and the mercenary leader was crushed between the two cars. The blood slowly dripped down the Audi window glass into a blood stream. screen.
"Brother Hai! I am Zhao Ziyi, the captain of the submachine gun team. All mercenaries have been wiped out." Zhao Ziyi brought the remaining ten hands down to Zhang Yuan.
"Okay, you did a good job, now follow me to support the dock." Zhang Yuan took out the submachine gun from the car and rushed in first.
When I walked into the gate of the pier, I found that the VIPs inside rushed out in a swarm. Those guys probably already knew it was safe and thought about it. But when they rushed to the door, they saw the blood on the road in front of the door. The most disgusting thing is that many of the corpses are crushed. Some half of their heads are crushed, white brains are splashed on the ground, and the stomachs are crushed, and the intestines and organs are squeezed out.
Where ordinary people have seen such a scene, just like the hell on earth, the timid women can't help but scream and dare not watch, even many men can't help turning their heads and vomiting violently against the corner. People, stupefied, few dared to stretch their feet and step on blood and flesh to come out.
At this moment Zhang Yuan just came over. These people are selling Zhang Yuan's face. Who doesn't know him
They were just about to say something, but Zhang Yuan stood still, waved his hand, and then said loudly, "Everyone is frightened, I Zhang Yuan will not let your friends suffer this ordeal in vain. Now I am here. The only killer The end is perish. Don’t worry, don’t be afraid. As long as Zhang Yuan arrives, I won’t let another person die here!"
Everyone knows that Zhang Yuan is very powerful, and no matter how fierce terrorists meet him, they are not afraid of him. So when he heard Zhang Yuan say this, he immediately calmed down, and his heart was not so scared.
"Okay, now please let me make a way for me to take my brothers to the reinforcement dock. At the same time, I also want to ask your brave friends to find some shovel and shovel to open a way out of this door so that Ladies pass."
"Okay, I'm coming."
"I'm bold!"
Someone from the crowd suddenly responded, and the crowd immediately separated a road from it. Zhang Yuan nodded slightly to the acquaintances on both sides, and then ran to the port area with a dozen stormtroopers to support.