Chapter 672 Leave a mess

Although enemies have been rampant recently, these guards do not believe that he can become rampant to the point of making trouble in the base camp of the dark military academy. Although the superiors have made them more vigilant, it is just a formalism.

The roof is still a surveillance blind area. Wang Zheng lay on it to survey the terrain and found that although there was a skylight, it had been blocked by fillers to prevent people from entering from the roof.

However, due to years of disrepair, the filling also showed its original face. Wang Zheng touched it with his hand, and then a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth - the material is coconut brown, which has been blown by the wind and sun for so many years. Although it can still block the bullet, it can't resist the tiger-tooth saber in Wang Zheng's hand.

Moreover, this thing is still the best ready-made combustion. With it, Wang Zheng doesn't have to worry about the lead.

Wang Zheng turned over and went downstairs. He didn't know how many cars of gasoline were put in, and then he went upstairs with a small bucket of his back, dug out a small hole in the coconut palm that blocked the skylight with a sharp saber, and then carefully poured the gasoline in.

This is also really cheap Wang Zheng. This processing factory is relatively small, and the finished drugs are concentrated in the room upstairs. All kinds of drugs add up to 2,000 kilograms. They have not had time to be shipped out, which also saved him a lot of effort.

After taking a few deep breaths and wiping the sweat on his face, Wang Zheng pulled out wisps of tattered coconut browns and woven them into a long line of about ten meters. Then he took out a simple timed ignition device from his waist and connected it with coconut brown to 20 minutes later.

This gadget was taken out by Wang Zheng from the small arsenal of the Dark Military Academy that day, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

After arranging all this, Wang Zheng left the roof of the drug processing factory.

He found several of the nearest fire hydrants in the dark. Wang Zheng cut off the pipeline directly, making the automatic fire extinguishing device in the processing factory a decoration.

"Jung Dongsong, Grandpa has to make you feel pain today."

Wang Zheng said to himself, then returned to the car, took out a sniper rifle, ran hundreds of meters in the dark, and looked at a wide-view roof from afar. He wanted to snipe at those who wanted to come to put out the fire, who would hit him.

Once the fire starts in the early stage, even if the gasoline is burned out, you don't have to worry about the fire automatically extinguishing.

Wang Zheng wants to turn this burning drug processing factory into a moving grave of members of the military academy.

Even if he can't talk to Qiang Dongsong directly, Wang Zheng will use the hands of the senior officials of the military academy to force this Chinese bastard away and die!

Even if you don't look at the watch, Wang Zheng can estimate the time in his heart.

"Let's begin."

As soon as Wang Zheng's words fell, he could find that an unreachable fine line of fire had quietly burned through his scope. After burning to the large piece of coconut palm that blocked the skylight, the fire suddenly became strong!

Coconut brown is inherently flammable, and with more flammable gasoline, this time it is like an explosion, putting the whole vault of the top floor into fire!

Two minutes later.

More than a dozen guards guarding the door on the first floor were doting with guns. As a result, a guy sniffed and said in a daze, "Why is there a smell of muddle? What's burning?"

"Burn your sister, don't talk, disturb me to sleep." The person next to him said dissatisfiedly.

"Something is really burnt." The previous person continued to sniff.

"I said you were crazy, right? If you disturb our sleep again, believe it or not, I will give you a bullet?" The third person also began to speak. The guy paused for a moment, then sniffed and said, "There is a smell of paste."

"It's on fire!"

At this time, even a fool can see the fire from the roof!

These sleepy guys were scared to death and finally reacted from it. Then they suddenly woke up and quickly shouted, "Pull the fire hose and put out the fire!"

Everyone knows that this small drug processing factory is the ** of the military academy, which can bring them huge profits every day. If it is really destroyed by the negligence of these more than a dozen guards, the senior officials of the military academy will give them unimaginable severe punishment, and even the possibility of firing.

So these guards were more active than anyone else, but when they pulled up the fire hose to prepare for the fire, they found that the water pipe had already been cut off!

This is not the only one, but also several fire hydrants nearby have become furnishings!

This is a trap carefully set by the enemy!

"Go and drive the fire truck!" A guy shouted. As soon as his words fell, a bowl-sized blood hole had been opened in his chest!

The chest and heart are all broken, and there is no possibility of vicis at all!

The anti-material sniper rifle in Wang Zheng's hand has begun to shoot!

After all, the gangsters are much worse than the army. The vigilance of these people made Wang Zheng quite speechless. After patiently killing these people close to the factory, Wang Zheng changed his place and continued to lurk.

After all, the flame when the anti-material sniper gun is fired is so big that it is easy to expose the target in the night. Although there is a firelight in the factory as a cover, Wang Zheng does not want to bet on his life.

This night was enough to cause heavy losses to the South American base of the Dark Military Academy.

Wang Zheng is like a night ghost, constantly killing people from the dark military academy.

These people have been in the underworld for so long, and their hands are covered with blood. It's not too much for Wang Zheng to treat them like this.

A drug processing factory that can bring countless profits every day, mixed with countless raw materials, turned into ashes in the raging fire that reflected half of the sky.

Wang Zheng simply swaggered in his previous car and rushed out of the military academy base.

The remaining members of the military academy hurried to chase the car, but after they found the car, they found that there was no car that could drive in the huge military academy, and all the cars were more or less damaged by two or three tires, and some were even swept into holes with submachine guns! I can't get out at all! All the spare tires are also scrapped!

It's really cruel, so cruel!

Wang Zheng took advantage of the night and drove all the way and easily left the province before dawn. He was about to leave the country.

Wang Zheng and the Dark Military Academy did not have much hatred. Although there are many festivals, it is not impossible to resolve them. However, Qiang Dongsong always took chicken feathers as an arrow, provoked himself again and again, and even mobilized the Asian region of the military academy to besiege and kill himself. If it hadn't been for Wang Zheng's keen sixth sense, he would have died several times.