The fourth brother originally planned to fight with the other party, but the other party suddenly let the dog go, causing him to be exposed in advance.

An ambush is not easy.

It is impossible to aim at the target in the dark night, and the gun is not eye-catching, so it is all up to the fool to hit the opponent.

Facing the opponent's dense bullets, Wang Yi felt a harsh sound of breaking through the air, whizzing past his head.

There are many people on the attacking side and many guns and bullets. Whether they can survive can only be handed over to God.

Fortunately, it was dark night, and after firing, he rolled into the ditch on the side of the road, so that he had the capital to get entangled with the other party.

There are only two people on my side, and there are not enough bullets. As long as you fire a shot, you will be able to fight back.

Can't shoot randomly.

The guards were not stupid, and they were already guarding against the attack of that guy in the dark.

Relying on the large number of people and the powerful, he prepared to beat the guy into a hornet's nest in one fell swoop.

Until now, the guards have not figured out that the other party is two.

Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, the fourth brother showed his head slightly, raised his gun and felt the movement of the other party's muzzle flame.

Holding his breath, he kept weighing the enemy's position in his heart, and finally pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang...

The muzzle flashed and three consecutive fires.

Three screams immediately came from the darkness opposite.

Then he shrank his head. Instead of rolling on the spot, he folded his arms together to protect his head, and his body curled up behind the dog's corpse.

The flash of the muzzle immediately attracted the counterattack bullet.

There were continuous puffs and dogs were shot one after another.

The arm was numb, and a bullet should have penetrated the dog's corpse and hit the arm.

The guards rushed to fight back at the flash of lights on the road.

The gunfire exposed the figures of four cats' waists.

Wang Yi, who was hiding on the side of the road, no longer hesitated, and the mull gun in his hand kept firing.

All eight bullets in the magazine were instantly cleared.

Then he threw away the wreck gun, pulled out an eight-slash knife that had been played with patina, jumped up from the hiding ditch to avoid the enemy's subconscious counterattack, and then ran forward.

The stars in the sky became brighter and brighter, and things could be blurred within a distance of one or two meters.

With the sound of moaning on the ground, he poked the blurry black shadows.

I didn’t have time to think too much, and I only had one thought in my mind: stab these bastards to death.

A guard who was scratched by a bullet in his thigh felt a gust of wind blowing. He turned his head a little and a black shadow was rushing towards him. He was scared to death. He instinctively lifted the undiscarded shell gun to prepare to shoot at the black shadow, but a bayonet stabbed into his abdomen first.

During the day, the bayonet with a range of three meters is faster than the gun. The bayonet with a range of ten meters is not used to match the bayonet. Twenty meters away, the rifle crushes the bayonet...

In the dark night, fighting for life and death at close range, the effects of swords and guns are not much different, whoever is faster...whoever lives.

If you can guard the ferry in troubled times, almost all the people under Chen Baji are cruel.

Wang Yidi has a deep attainment in his knife, stabbing his stomach, wiping his neck, cutting his hands and feet is not something he can do.

Only fools will stab the other person in the chest because: if there is a bone in the chest, it is likely to get stuck.

Losing weapons and killing enemies will become difficult.

Therefore, the knife in Wang Yi's hand kept flying, cutting, stabbing, slashing, or wiping every black shadow in his visual range.

Never attack the other party's chest and back.

Although I can't guarantee to kill the opponent, at least those bastards can't raise their guns to shoot the black gun.

A series of terrifying men who were more desperate than being shot were screamed.

Behind Wang Yi, a slight of blood splashed.

Those who are good at guards can basically become leaders, and those who become guards who are chasing at night will naturally not be much better.

In terms of reaction, he is not as good as Wang Yi, who practices martial arts for a young man.

Several guys who were shot before tried to resist, but before they could lift the gun in their hands, they had a thick back and a wide body, eight cutters and short swords, which had been wiped out.

Several screams stopped abruptly.

The fourth brother shouted in his mouth to prevent accidental injury. He gasped and picked up a shell gun from the ground.

He threw off the mud and water in the barrel and quickly re-shot the black shadows on the ground one by one.

The ancestor said: If you don’t die when you hit a snake, you will suffer from it. Therefore, if you have the conditions, you will be able to eradicate the roots.

Wang Yi then picked two thugs from the ground and turned to his fourth brother: "Are you injured?"

The fourth brother endured the severe pain in his arm and was as angry as a cow: "It's okay, hurry up and collect all the bullets from the corpses of the bastards in the security team, and we two will sneak back later."

"Fourth brother, something is not right..."

"What's the meaning?"

"You and I know what kind of guards are. They can't have so many short guns!"

"You mean, these guys aren't from the guard?"

"You think, when will the guards come out, and when will they bring their dogs?"

"It makes sense. It seems that it may be a traitor from the sleuth who is not open to the eye..."

...

The dirty face is hidden on the south side of the road.

Wave your hand and shake off the mud that is stuck on your arms.

He really didn't expect that the people from Taoist sect would be so accurate to throw grenades.

I was injured in my body, but after even the movements, I felt a little difficult to breathe.

If these guys don't come to the ruthless people, these bastards may rush over.

The power of the thug gun is not very powerful in an open place, and it cannot scare the desperate people.

The 79th rifle, which was barely in good condition, opened fire continuously at the gunfire places in the north.

The sound of rifles has a shocking power.

This kind of fear is simply not something that ordinary people can bear. They will die if they fire in the south.

It doesn't work if you see throwing a grenade!

The formation of the Cangzhou Road congregation, which was originally planned to attack, was immediately in chaos.

There are prerequisites for being brave and not afraid of death. If everyone looks in broad daylight, the Taoist congregation will definitely dare to fight for life and death.

Because what they care about the most is face.

But in this dark and illuminated situation, no one can see anyone, and face is useless.

A life is important.

The secret to immortality in the world: If you miss a single blow, you will immediately escape thousands of miles away.

Zhao Sihai and his three men ran away first!

Seeing that the person who was in charge of the ferry was gone, the person who wanted to seize the ferry was furious, but he had to personally command the command center to shout and yell.

Nowadays, bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the king.

Even though he knew he was killed, he still let his subordinates fight to the death. Sooner or later, he might be shot by his subordinates.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The number of casualties and injuries is 20 or 30. Although it is not in a state of injury, one less brother or one less gun means that the strength will become weaker.

Check one by one whether the brothers lying on the ground were still breathing, and they were taken away by the alive and the dead were ignored.

The dusty face disappeared quickly.

The Cangzhou Dao Congregation is not a soldier, and its fighting spirit cannot withstand the blows at all.

It was almost forced back by a rifle.

The sound of retreating was filled with the heroes' eardrums, and everyone knew that they had lost.

Everyone seems to be an independent individual, depressed and unwilling to talk to the people next to them.

No one went to count the number of people.

As for who died and who did not die, is it related to me?

Anyway, the key is that you are not dead.

Under the influence of this mood.

The heroes carrying the wounded finally left completely.
To be continued...