Xu Le turned around and used his solid back to resist the flying beer bottles. He was just looking at the attacked Qinglong Mountain troops. He saw countless wine bottles crashing down. The ground shattered, and the splashed glass fragments were as dangerous as shrapnel.
The Qinglongshan officer stared coldly over there, ignoring the dangerous wine bottles wiping his head and flying past.
With a muffled thud, a beer bottle smashed into his head, leaving a bloody hole deep in the bone. The officer took a deep breath with a blank expression, wiped the blood from his face, and suddenly broke the silence, pointing at him. There shouted loudly: "Call me!"
The equipment of the Qinglong Mountain troops is far behind the government army. Even though the Federal Ministry of Defense has supported a lot, it still looks a little pitiful, but their military literacy and discipline far exceed the average level of the government army. When those ferocious beer bottles flew over, they either fell to the ground, or lifted the dining table, and made a very skilled evasive action.
At this time, when I heard the commander finally order the attack, the soldiers of Qinglong Mountain, whose eyes had already started to fire, shouted loudly! They picked up the stainless steel kettle at hand, threw it at the government army, and began to fight back bravely.
call! call! Several water bottles whizzed and flew past. These water bottles were not like beer bottles that could explode, but the stainless steel water bottles filled with water were extra heavy and hard, and the castration was amazing.
Followed by more stainless steel kettles, the giant hail-like kettles cut through the night sky and landed on the crowd of officers and soldiers of the Second Military Region, making a dull crashing sound, and immediately smashed many people with blood and blood, and fainted to the ground!
The chrysanthemums all over the floor overflowed with the same color of beer, and the wine bottles and stainless steel kettles flew all over the sky. The whole chrysanthemum night market suddenly fell into a dangerous melee, and more and more people were bleeding. The two sides hid behind their respective dining tables, howling in pain and scolding at the same time.
The rest of the diners in the night market dispersed like birds and beasts as early as the confrontation between the two sides. Xu Le was trapped in the middle with the intention of mediating, and there was a possibility of being accidentally injured by dense flying objects. The night market waiter was quick and quick, and pulled the two of them in, and at the same time covered a thick baffle over their heads.
From time to time, a heavy crashing sound could be heard on the baffle. Xu Le, who frowned, held Lu Lu's hand, and crouched under the baffle. He was a little upset by these sounds.
The waiter at the night market seemed relatively calm, squatting in the corner and drawing circles, silent. Xu Le put down the phone and asked, "It doesn't look like you're too scared?"
"We Xilin have many soldiers, the most hills in the army, and we chase after decades, and there are countless old grudges between several military regions... Every time I drink too much and have nothing to do, I start to complain about that year. Which army on the battlefield abandoned the friendly army, and how brave he was, how could he not fight?"
The waiter sarcastically said: "I heard from the boss, how many years have the Chrysanthemum Night Market opened, these soldiers have fought for so many years, especially since the Federation started to counterattack last year, more and more soldiers came, and the number of wars was also reduced. It's more frequent... No, last week, the Third Division of Xilin Red and the Special Mecha Brigade of the First Military Region had a fight here, and finally three ambulances came."
"It's scary enough." Lulu said in a low voice, with a pale face.
"What's so scary? Fighting in the army will not start against us ordinary people. Every time the loss is naturally compensated by the commander of the army, all the facilities are replaced every two or three weeks, and the boss is not unhappy. .As for us...let's just watch the show."
The male waiter said sarcastically, it seemed that it didn't matter, but in fact the words were still full of indignation. After a while, he scratched his head and said with emotion: "But... a scene like today is really rare, fuck, hundreds of them. Beer bottles flying in the sky, it's fucking spectacular."
Just as he was talking, the baffle above his head was smashed by a heavy object, and with a heavy muffled sound, dust rustled down.
"Hidden! Hidden! These turtle sons' kettles are too hard!"
"Fuck you! Shift three, go to the warehouse to bring the beer bottles in, there's not enough ammunition!"
"Save the kettle! Not much! Instructor, take someone to the warehouse to grab beer!"
"Can't get the beer? Get me the charcoal for the barbecue!"
"At 10:30, the inclination is 30 degrees, and the distance is 50 meters. Hit me!"
Countless angry roars and orders came under the baffle. The officers and soldiers on both sides of the conflict were using everything they could to do tactical air strikes and evading air strikes. Beer bottles whizzed and smashed over, and stainless steel kettles slammed over. Then there are the stones picked from the beach, and the original barbecue charcoal that has not been burned cleanly... At this moment, the density of air raid ammunition in the Chrysanthemum Night Market is extremely terrifying, and there is even a legendary shot of a beer bottle and a stainless steel kettle colliding in the air and dying together!
The three people below the baffle looked at each other. Xu Le listened to these voices and felt the chaos and danger outside. What passed by were the missile planes of the Federation and the Empire, filled with the smell of burning leaves and the mushroom-like smoke of gunpowder.
The big melee has begun, and the night market is full of dangerous objects and air strikes. At this moment, facing the irrational officers and soldiers, Xu Le knew that it would be difficult for him to play any role. He reluctantly took out a Sanqi brand cigarette. Sent one to the male waiter. Lulu asked him for one with a trembling hand, and took a deep breath after lighting it, because she was afraid that her face would turn paler.
The three crouched under the baffle and began to smoke in silence.
When the cigarette was about to be finished, the sound outside finally changed. In the chaos, the footsteps, the sound of fists falling, the screams of pain, and the scolding were incessant, except for those beer bottles and kettles. The loud noise is hard to hear. .
The air raid siren was lifted, Xu Le put out the cigarette butt, carefully raised the baffle and looked out.
The night market has long been chaotic. The two sides who were separated from the two wings for long-range attack finally came to one place and began to fight in close quarters. The chair was smashed into pieces, and the cold iron pot collapsed on the head. The officers and soldiers of the military region and the soldiers of Qinglong Mountain were entangled with red eyes.
Fortunately, the federal firearms control is extremely strict. Even the front-line troops, once they withdraw from the main star, must implement the rules and regulations of the separation of man and gun. No one on both sides of the conflict carries guns, so they can only vent their anger by fisting and kicking. This fight looks tragic. , but it should not be fatal, Xu Le temporarily relieved.
However, the situation immediately changed. The Chrysanthemum Night Market is located in the prosperous area of Sunset Island, surrounded by troops undergoing recuperation. The actual situation of the fight between the government army and Qinglong Mountain spread very quickly, and countless soldiers watching the fun flocked to the night market.
The onlookers who do not know the truth are always easily excited by the current fierce situation, not to mention the grievances between the government army and Qinglong Mountain have not been completely resolved.
A group of soldiers from the Second Military Region who heard the news were the first to join the battle to help. Then a Qinglongshan logistics company joined the fight, and then some soldiers from a military region couldn't stand it anymore and began to help a group of soldiers in a trench. comrade-in-arms.
The revolution is not a dinner party, but a crowd fight is a real treat. The two sides who are fighting fiercely in the night market are not shouting, but the passers-by are excited to join in, and the fighting team is rolling like a snowball. , the scene becomes even more chaotic!
Every corner and space in the night market is full of fists and legs. Two fights, one fight against the landlords, three fights and one fights against the landlords, you fight with blood, you can't take care of the front, you can't take care of the back, the two sides are besieging and blocking, cutting the enemy's back road, sneaking peach and attacking the yin, hot hands and black hands, blood flowing horizontally and vertically, belts Not in the hands of the queen, only flying in the night sky.
Thousands of people scuffled in the night market. Countless feet trampled the golden chrysanthemums to the pulp, and then rubbed together with the beer foam, broken glass, and mud on the ground, turning into some indescribable mixture, splashing. up on people's trouser legs, on their faces.
"Dude, it's fucking spectacular."
The alcoholism in Xu Le's mind did not recede at all. He stared at this scene drowsily, and sighed in shock. Then he thought, why hasn't the military police who received his call arrived yet
The night market melee was fierce, and the government troops on the front line always had a lot more people. Even the troops of the Second Military Region had more people than Qinglong Mountain. After a while, the government troops gradually gained the upper hand and pressed the opponent to the northwest of the night market. horn. The Qinglong Mountain warriors had more or less scars on their heads and bodies, but they still refused to admit defeat, clenching their teeth and standing upright.
The gendarmerie hadn't arrived yet, but the seventh group arrived first.
The players who are enjoying themselves in the splendor, I heard that there is a big drama being staged not far away. Whether it is the old player who is full of ruffian and indifferent to coquettishness, or the new player who is shameless and most fond of turmoil, they are not willing to let go of this lively player Good opportunity, excitedly rushed dozens of people over.
The members of the seven groups felt extremely excited watching this scene. They whistled frivolously regardless of the faces of the people around them, and even started to cheer for both sides, but suddenly someone thought... It seems that their supervisor had been drinking here before!
Seeing the broken beer bottles on the ground in front of them, the night market was in a mess, and there was no intact place at all. The expressions of everyone changed drastically and they began to worry. Although they all know that Xu Le's fighting power is extremely fierce, but thousands of drunken soldiers make trouble, even if the Lord of the Army is here in person, I'm afraid they have to stay away, who can be the real enemy of a thousand people
Xiong Linquan stared at him for a long time, but couldn't find Xu Le in the chaos, and he couldn't get through on the phone. His face suddenly darkened like the bottom of a pot, and he was as brave as him, facing the crazy night market fight. There was also some apprehension at the scene.
He took a deep breath and drank in pain: "Fuck!"
Then he picked up a large iron pot in the mud beside his feet, put it on his head, and rushed into the night market.