Ye Feixian was holding a large wrench tightly in his hand. Because he was too nervous, his fingers were even a little white.

He even regretted this trip to the neighboring country during the May Day holiday.

I can't go anywhere, why do I choose to come to this ghost place?

For this reason, he glanced at his girlfriend hiding behind him speechlessly. If it weren't for his girlfriend's persistence, or even to unlock a new position in order to achieve his goal, how could he come to this ghost place?

He is such a thirty-year-old young man with a house, a car, a career, and a lot of good days waiting for him to enjoy.

Today, I might die here.

At this time, Ye Feixian and others were trapped in a tourist bus.

Everyone in the car, without exception, is a high-end tour group from China; every member of the group can be regarded as a successful person.

As for their tour guide, he is now lying on the steering wheel without knowing his life and death.

Since yesterday, they felt something was wrong, and they all hid in the resort where they stayed, and no one dared to go out at will.

Although the cell phones they carried, the signals and the network were also cut off yesterday.

But through the resort's satellite TV, they probably knew what was going on. It was a fatal riot in the entire surrounding area.

The extreme deterioration of the situation began this morning; because they clearly felt the service and security personnel in the resort, their eyes changed.

Their identities are no longer rich nobles from neighboring countries.

Instead, they felt that their eyes were more like fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, they saw the news from the motherland to receive them from the TV program received by the satellite; they were suddenly like the last straw that the poor fallen man grabbed.

When they cannot contact the outside world, they can only choose to go to the shelter site by themselves.

The local driver hired has already run away, and in desperation, they could only be their male tour guide who volunteered to drive the bus of the tour group.

If it were normal, this distance would take less than half an hour to reach.

But in fact, their bus was targeted by a large group of people as soon as they drove out of the resort; or in other words, it was simply that some of the staff in the resort took off their work clothes and started.

More than thirty people were riding motorcycles, holding various knives and sticks in their hands, and they chased after them with a clamor.

Their buses rushed all the way until they drove into the city of Nha Trang, and immediately found that the entire city had turned into an disorderly crime paradise.

The abandoned vehicles on the street made the bus unable to get up at all.

Soon, the crowd of people riding motorcycles chased after them; without checking the tour guide, the bus hit an obstacle on the side of the road.

As the bus stopped and the thugs surrounded him, Ye Feixian knew that he might be finished...

"Ah~" As many women screamed at the top of their lungs, the glass on the bus was constantly smashed and smashed.

If it were in the intrigue market, they were all the legendary bone demons, and a person's ability could be as good as several men.

But in this disorderly bad situation, they are so weak and helpless.

The thugs who kept smashing the glass with sticks looked at the rich Chinese people in the bus. At this moment, they were so unbearable that they burst into laughter.

That unspeakable pleasure made them forget the morality they should have as human beings.

Of course, there were still nearly half of the men in the bus, and they were not willing to surrender.

Or maybe these geniuses understand that, apart from resisting, no matter the scheming and wealth they are proud of in their daily lives, they have no effect in front of these beast-like Annan people.

So they took all the crowbars, wrenches, fire extinguisher tubes, etc., as long as they could act as weapons.

While raising courage for themselves, we hope that these thugs can retreat spontaneously; even though they all know very well, this is just their luxury.

It seemed that the thugs surrounding the bus had finally started to start.

A long steel drill was inserted into the car door and pried it up hard by them. After a few strokes, the closed car door was completely opened.

Then a thin thug held a sharp machete and planned to rush up directly.

Ye Feixian, who was closest to the car door, gritted his teeth and waved the big wrench in his hand and smashed it at the thug. Although it didn't hit it, the thug hurriedly retreated.

But at this time, before Ye Feixian had time to be happy, a crisp gunshot sounded.

Then, he felt a strong wind rubbing against his scalp and hit the roof of the car. Ye Feixian quickly turned around and looked over. He saw that another thug was holding a May 4 pistol in his hand outside the car.

In an instant, Ye Feixian's heart fell down.

The other party actually has a gun in his hand, so this is the worst result, which also means that they can't even die decently...

*******

Like a group of piglets, everyone in the bus was driven out of the car.

My girlfriend suddenly started screaming. She was a monkey-like thug. When she snatched her girlfriend's belongings, her hands and feet became unclean.

As soon as Ye Feixian turned around, he was hit hard on his forehead.

The strong body trained by long-term persistence did not make Ye Feixian faint, but he would rather be killed by a stick than see the next imagined tragedy.

But at this moment when he was most desperate, a creaking sound of steel friction came.

Then in everyone's surprise sight, a small doodin tank familiar to the Chinese people revealed its figure from the corner.

The old antiques with rivets on the outside are now exuding endless murderous aura.

What he wanted was that behind the tank's turret, Ye Feixian saw a red flag showing off; almost immediately, Ye Feixian was sure that this simple red flag was made urgently with bed sheets.

But even so, when he saw the red flag, an unspeakable sense of security surged in his heart, and he knew that he was saved.

So he screamed desperately: "Help, we are citizens of China, please save us."

When the turret began to rotate and headed here, the frightened thugs finally reacted; they no longer cared about the money they had obtained and fled to the distance regardless of everything.

However, such a practice is undoubtedly the stupidest thing.

Without any warning, the coaxial machine gun on the tank roared and knocked these fleeing guys to the ground very easily like a rabbit.

I have to say that it is still the monkeys that belong to smart people.

The Annan thug with a pistol rode on the motorcycle, quickly started the car, and fled to the distance. Unfortunately, after he drove more than a hundred meters away, the tank gun suddenly opened fire.

The shell that had eyes hit the target, and the smart monkey immediately exploded into a meat sauce.

In theory, such an extremely bloody scene should make high-level white-collar workers like Ye Feixian extremely disgusted; but in fact, Ye Feixian felt unspeakable pleasure...

Amid the roar of the engine, an old antique tank and two equally ancient armored cars stopped in front of Ye Feixian and others one by one.

Then an old man in the military uniform of the Eighth Master and full of energy poked his head out of the tank's top cover.

He said: "There are no one in the car, so if you want to survive, follow us closely; don't worry! We are all veterans from China, and we have not left the habit of leaving the people behind."

When the familiar word "veteran" came, it immediately aroused the beautiful memory in Ye Feixian's heart and the unspeakable heroism in his heart.

He was almost instinctively just a salute: "The retired veteran of the pig farm affiliated to the 58432 armed police force asked the old squad leader to return to the team and ask to participate in the battle."

To be honest, the old man was obviously stunned for a moment.

But he soon reported it and asked: "Do you know the Butan coordinated tactics?"

"Report to the old squad leader, I know a little." Ye Feixian quickly answered.

Then, a rifle was thrown out of the armored car and accompanied by a new order: "Very good! Be careful to keep an eye around, and give priority to firing when enemy anti-tank personnel are found."

Instinctively picked up the rifle on the ground. Ye Feixian felt a brief confusion afterwards, because this thing with a sharp bayonet should be the legendary 38th Great Cover!
Chapter completed!