Chapter 674 Gunpowder
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Zhang Feng held the Desert Eagle pistol and pulled the trigger steadily and rhythmically with his finger.
"Da da da da!"
Four bullets continuously grazed the barrel of the gun and shot out of the muzzle, accurately hitting the stairway sealed by cement.
If it were another pistol, the bullet might not be able to penetrate the thick cement. However, although the Desert Eagle pistol has many problems, its power can make up for any shortcomings. It even has more power than the small caliber of the large army. Automatic rifle.
After the shooting, when there was no time to fire, his body jumped up and his feet suddenly stepped on the middle of the four craters.
The thin cement is supported by wooden boards. After destroying the stability of the cement itself with bullets, the weight of the body and the strength of the legs are used to directly crush the wooden structure under the cement.
The cement also exploded into cement slag, and the fragments of wooden boards fell towards the first floor together with Zhang Feng.
As Zhang Feng expected, the stairs in the stairwell had been demolished, and there was no connection between the first and second floors.
As he fell, he heard chaotic shouts from the first floor, and Zhang Feng had already hugged his body into a ball.
"Da da da."
The messy gunshots and shouts were mixed together, and the diffuse dust became Zhang Feng's best cover.
The moment his feet landed on the ground, his body shrank into a ball and rolled sideways.
His eyes fell on the several black figures rushing over. The rolling body did not stop, but the pistol in his hand did not stop. His finger kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets shot out.
Powerful bullets were fired, and the two reactionary soldiers who rushed over and were responsible for guarding were directly hit in the head by the bullets.
One of the skulls was directly opened by the bullet, and bright red blood and brains were mixed and splashed everywhere.
The other one was shot in the cheek by a bullet. The left half of his face and his eyeballs turned into a bloody hole. The bullet stopped for a moment and then shot out from the back of his head, leaving a bloody hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
The bodies of the two people fell limply to the ground, and they were already dead. Even before they died, they did not see who rushed in or who died in the hands of them.
Just when Zhang Feng was about to stand up, his keen hearing suddenly detected a scratching sound, and he suddenly became alert.
The body that originally wanted to stand up suddenly jumped forward without warning.
The next second he made a move, the sound of bullet rifle fire sounded.
The bullets roared over and hit the wall, causing rocks to fly and leaving craters as big as a thumb.
The bullet even shot out almost grazing Zhang Feng's body. If he had not suddenly jumped forward but stood up straight, the bullet would not have landed on the wall, but would have accurately penetrated into his body!
Zhang Feng fell to the ground, held his hands on the ground, rolled, and got behind a black alley.
My chest kept rising and falling, and I was breathing heavily. It was so thrilling just now.
In the darkness, a black man holding an automatic rifle twitched the corners of his mouth and cursed secretly in his heart.
He never thought that his fatal shot would be noticed by the other party.
Frowning slightly, he thought that he was not exposed at all, how could the other party avoid it
"It must be bad luck. No one can escape from my hands."
… …
Zhang Feng took out the dagger from his lower back, inserted it into the box he was leaning against, and then pulled it out.
Pulling it out, he saw black powder on the tip of the knife. He brought it to his nose and smelled it, with a sneer on his lips.
'gunpowder'!
It seems that there is nothing wrong with my judgment. This is where Horsley stores his arms. There is no way he can accumulate so much gunpowder.
And now that I am hiding behind the gunpowder, there is another advantage, that is, the other party does not dare to shoot!
The temperature of the bullet is enough to ignite the gunpowder. Once it explodes, he will indeed die, but I am afraid that no one on the entire floor will survive.
"Who are you? I advise you to come out obediently. There is no way you can escape! If you come out now, maybe I will give you a way out."
Just when Zhang Feng was thinking about what to do, he heard a voice coming out.
Zhang Feng's brows raised slightly, not because of what he said, but because of his accent, which was a pure American accent.
You must know that in Rwanda, even those who can speak English have a strong local accent, so it is easy to distinguish and distinguish them.
Now a voice speaking pure American dialect suddenly came out, which made Zhang Feng curious.
He coughed twice, cleared his throat and said, "I never thought about escaping. You want to catch me, I'm afraid it's just wishful thinking. Otherwise, if I light the gunpowder now, the two of us will perish together, and we're all done? Hehe."
The dark sneer of Chi Chi sent a chill to the black man hiding in the dark.
perish together? He never thought that he would come to Rwanda just as a leisure vacation and earn a lot of US dollars.
It's just that he didn't expect that he would encounter hard trouble!
"Light the gunpowder? Do you dare? Do you just want to die?" the black man asked.
Zhang Feng had roughly guessed his identity, so he said with great confidence: "I don't want to die, and you definitely don't want to die either! In this case, how about we come out openly and have a saber to decide life and death?" This way we can all survive.”
"Saber? This is a good idea. Okay, let me count to three. How about we walk out together?" the black man shouted.
Zhang Feng had a sneer on his lips and said, "Okay, count to three, and we'll come out together."
"one!"
"two!"
The black man shouted slowly but loudly, put the automatic rifle in his hand on the ground, took out the pistol from the gun bag, and gently opened the safety.
saber? The black man sneered, there was such a fool who wanted to compete with him in a cold weapon competition.
When he comes out, it will not be easy or pleasant to kill him with one shot.
"three!"
After blurting out, the black man's body suddenly leaned out of the hiding place, holding the pistol in both hands, but there was not even a ghost in front of him.
"Not good!" He screamed secretly, his heart pounding!
"It seems that you are very dishonest? Then you can't blame me!" A ghostly voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, and flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun.
The black man's eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with a deathly gray color of disbelief. He dropped the pistol from his hands and fell to the ground, and his body fell straight backwards.
Bang.
The heavy body hit the ground, and there was a dark blood hole between the eyebrows, and blood was pouring out...
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