Chapter 265 Girl Killing in the Dark 2

Chapter 265 Girl Killing in the Dark Night (2)

(9 18th. Pay tribute to all the heroes who once died in the Anti-Japanese War for the dignity of China.)

The situation is beginning to become critical. Dozens of well-trained militants did not rush to the building door, but lined up in a loose line, opening the gap between the front and right, and divided the levels. The people in the back row blocked the door, and several people in the front row were ready to force.

Fortunately, there is no window on the front of the small building. If you want to enter the small building, the only way is the door. Ma Shaoping hid to the side of the door, holding a domestic 95 assault rifle, as cold as frost, waiting for the punishment.

Zhou Tian and Liu Gang have arrived at the corridor on the second floor. The two brothers didn't care about the outside. Zhou Tian turned east and Liu Gang turned west and began to act separately. There are seven or eight rooms on the second floor. Sunday and Liu Gang began to check room by room with M16. Just as Zhou Tian kicked open the door, the innermost door suddenly opened, and a naked young man with an AK rifle flashed. He raised his hand and shot Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian quickly fell to the ground. The bullet flew over Zhou Tian's head and hit the opposite wall. Liu Gang heard the sound of the bullet sliding through the air and bowed his head in shock. On Sunday, he fell to the ground and quickly raised his gun at the same time and shot the man in the head. I didn't wait for Sunday to get up and throw another grenade from the room. The grenade rolled to Zhou Tian's feet with thick smoke. Zhou Tian quickly picked up the grenade and threw it back into the room. He stuck to the wall and only heard the loud sound of the grenade explosion in the room, and a powerful shock wave rushed out of the door.

Weekday sneered. Rushing to another door, raising the M16 assault rifle at the door was a series of shots, and then raised his foot to kick the door open, another burst of rapid fire, and several screams came from the room. Zhou Tian jumped into the door and saw that a South Vietnamese monkey at the head of the bed had been shot through his chest and still holding a grenade in his hand. Zhou Tian reached out to take the grenade and stuffed it into his clothes. Just as he was about to return and go out, he saw the west side bed board shaking slightly. Zhou Tian cursed carelessly. He held a gun in his right hand and violently lifted the bed board with his left hand. A red striped and white flowers The body appeared. The woman bent down and lay under the bed, shaking all over her body. His eyes were frightened and he dared not look up.

Shou Tian raised his gun and was about to kill the woman. The woman shouted in shock: spare my life. Zhou Tian heard that the woman was speaking Chinese, and she was secretly happy. She raised the M16 barrel and was about to ask questions. Unexpectedly, the woman took out a machete from **, pointed it at Zhou Tian, and said in a bad voice, "Don't come over." Her body trembled endlessly, and a pair of fat * breasts trembled up and down, shaking Zhou Tianzhi to sigh.

Zhou Tian heard bursts of gunfire outside the hospital. Obviously, the Gu Yue Society had launched a strong attack on the small building. The time was urgent. Zhou Tian shouted, "Are you from Huaxia?"

The woman listened to Zhou Tian's question in Chinese, showed doubts and stared at Zhou Tian, with a pair of breasts and breasts fluctuating. The woman still pointed at Zhou Tian with a machete and nodded gently.

Zhou Tian said hurriedly, "Who are you?" With that, he pointed M16 to the woman.

The woman said, "I'm the tour guide of Feng's Nanhai Entertainment Company"

Zhou Tian was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "I'm a Chinese soldier. I'm here to rescue you. Where are the hostages?"

The woman slowly removed the machete, grabbed a coat from the edge of the overturned bed with another hand and whispered, "They are all in the basement"

"Basement? How to get in. "Speak quickly," Sunday felt anxious, and the sound of gunfire in the courtyard was already sounded.

The "basement, of course, from the underground" woman regained her look. There was some arrogance in his face, and his tone became a little wild, as if he blamed the Chinese soldiers for coming too difficult.

Sunday didn't know the situation of the rest of the room on the second floor, so the woman still squatted in the corner. Asked about the rest of the room, the woman only knew that there was a Guyue community militant living in each room, but she didn't know where Ruan Wenjiu and Zhou Wenjie were. Sunday asked again, there are also Chinese women here.

The woman sneered sadly, but asked, "Isn't women just for men to vent?" Zhou Tian listened to the woman's voice with endless humiliation and resentment. He only felt that his eyes were red and his body was cold. He didn't know how much these Chinese women who were plundered by Ruan Wenjiu of the ancient Yue Society had suffered here. The strong desire for revenge made Zhou Tian furious. Seeing a few grenades thrown on the ground messy, he picked them up and hung them in his coat pocket.

On Sunday, she told the woman to wait here and dodged out of the door. There were still three rooms in the corridor. The door is tightly closed. Just as Sunday was about to approach, there was a crisp AK shooting sound in the room. The bullet penetrated the door and hit the opposite wall.

Worried that the shooting would hurt the Chinese woman in the room, he dodged by the door and put the grenade under the door. With a loud noise, the door exploded. Rushing into the room with the smoke caused by the explosion, the innermost part of the house was against the wall. A South Vietnamese thin monkey hid behind a Chinese woman, holding a dagger against the woman's slender neck in his left hand. The blade had pierced into the flesh, and a wisp of blood was slowly flowing down the woman's white and tender skin. The South Vietnamese monkey held an AK in his right hand and pointed to the Sunday when he rushed in.

The woman's whole body**, with no expression on her face, like a dead man, only the fierce ups and downs on her chest, letting people know that she is still alive. On Sunday, I felt ashamed in the face of the woman's cold and frosty look. As a Chinese soldier, he claims to be a master of Chinese masters, but he can't protect the safety of the Chinese people and put his sisters in a desperate situation and humiliated in every way. This is a shame for every Chinese soldier and sweeps the dignity of Chinese men.

The South Vietnamese monkey screamed fiercely and asked Zhou Tian to put down the gun. The dagger in his hand slowly stabbed into the woman's body.

Zhou Tian threw the M16 rifle in his hand to the ground, pulled out the M9 pistol from his back and threw it at the South Vietnamese. The Nanyue people showed arrogance on their faces. They sneered and raised the AK rifle and were about to shoot Zhou Tian. The woman's face was as cold as water.

Zhou Tian's body was full of true qi. After waiting for the South Vietnamese monkey to pull the trigger and raise his right hand, a golden stone gas suddenly rushed out and hit the head of the South Vietnamese monkey. He only heard a soft sound. One of the head of the South Vietnamese monkey splashed blood everywhere, and the rain and fog-like blood foam made the whole room full of blood. The woman lost control and slowly fell down.

Zhou Tian stepped forward and held the woman. Her eyes were congested. Her sisters gently held her in her arms and slowly put them into the ground.

He returned to the door again, picked up the M9 behind his waist, and picked up the M16 in his hand. He was about to go out sideways. As soon as he exposed his head, a thin figure suddenly flashed from one side of the door, holding an AK rifle in his hand and shooting at Zhou Tian. Sunday was shocked and retreated, and the bullet hit the door.

Zhou Tian flashed sideways behind the wall, pulled a grenade from his collar and threw it out of the door. There was a loud noise, and before the smoke dissipated, Zhou Tian came out with a gun. First, he shot a series of shots, jumped up quickly, and entered the room like lightning. A dead body on the ground, and a broken AK was thrown far away on the ground. However, there is no woman's body.

Zhou Tian flashed with a gun and came to the innermost door, and there were bursts of crying inside. Sunday gently pushed the door, and the door opened. Zhou Tian was full of luck and flashed in. I saw a Chinese woman sitting in **, bowing her head and sobbing. Seeing Zhou Tian holding a long gun and his clothes stained red with blood, the woman was so scared that she shrank her delicate body in the corner of the bed and looked at Zhou Tian in panic.

Zhou Tian pointed a gun at the woman. He asked in Chinese, "Who is it?"

When the woman heard Zhou Tian's words, she looked surprised and said sobbingly, "I'm a Chinese, and I was kidnapped by the Nanyue people."

Sunday took away the gun, stretched out his hand to help the woman down, and said, "I'm a Chinese soldier to rescue you. Come with me"

The woman had long been frightened by the sound of gunfire and blood, holding Zhou Tian and constantly shaking. Sunday had to hug the woman around her waist. Out of the door, they went to another room to help another woman out, and the three returned to the tour guide's room.

At this time, Liu Gang's side has also been cleaned up. Liu Gang rescued two Chinese women and gathered in the room together. Sunday has asked the tour guide's name Li Yumin. Li Yumin told Zhou Tian that the rest of the Chinese were all in the basement of the small building, where there were 40 to 50 Guyue militants, and Ruan Wenjiu and Zhou Shijie may also be in the basement.

Sunday and Liu Gang asked about the location of the basement and were about to go down from the second floor to the first floor and then to the basement. The gunfire outside the building suddenly became violent. The two heard that the bullets were not fired into the building, but kept shooting at the top of the mountain.

Ma Shaoping guarded the door of the building, and Zhou Tian glanced around, with only more than ten shell casings. Ma Shaoping leisurely held a gun. What's going on? Sunday asked.

Ma Shaoping gently opened a gap in the door with a barrel and looked at the yard on Sunday. There are forty or fifty dead bodies upside down in front of the door. Zhou Tian withdrew his eyes and looked at Ma Shaoping.

Ma Shaoping smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain opposite. From time to time, long sniper bullets were fired there, knocking down the South Vietnamese elements in the courtyard. The South Vietnamese can only hide in the dark and find an opportunity to shoot at the top of the mountain.

A fierce gunshot was heard from the roof on Sunday. After listening carefully, he whispered to Liu Gang, "It's Mark's heavy machine gun."

Liu Gang thought of the four bunkers on the roof, and there must be four heavy machine guns. With the dull sound of heavy machine guns, the shell fell into the courtyard like rain.

The top of the mountain. Big sniper, gorgeous chick. It is as cold as frost. The little girl looked at the machine gun with a fire snake on the roof. Bite the two bright red lips tightly. Bend over the stone and aim at the roof. With a slight gunshot, a South Vietnamese monkey-like head behind a heavy machine gun bunker on the roof bloomed. The little girl looked at a head bursting from the infrared imaging mirror and hummed. He gently turned the sniper and pointed it at another bunker. There was a gunshot, and there was another blood in the infrared imaging mirror. Four shots, four headshots, and the heavy machine gun on the roof was silent.

The little girl took the long sniper to the hospital, and dozens of red dots in the infrared imaging mirror hid in the dead corner. The little girl snorted and quietly waited for the opportunity to kill.

On the other side of the top of the mountain, another girl smiled, and dozens of red ants in the infrared imaging mirror generally hid in the courtyard. If my sister doesn't shoot anymore, then I'll come. The little girl curled her mouth, aimed at the red dot in the yard and pulled the trigger. He whispered, "25, 26 and 27" With the sound of gunfire, South Vietnamese monkeys shot their heads and died.

Zhou Tian and Liu Gang looked at each other and secretly sighed: it would be better to offend the boss Longhai than the gorgeous two evils of the dragon group.