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Chapter 197: The End of the Road (4)

Fierce fire snakes popped up behind several windows of the crazy legion, and dense bullets poured down, hitting the streets. Stars of Mars splashed out from the concrete ground, sand and dust flying, and heat waves were pressing. The firepower was really strong. A pickup truck trying to rush through the intersection was sieve. The driver's head was blown into more than a dozen pieces, and his body was filled with glass fragments. Blood and brain plasma sprayed out thousands of peach blossoms in the cab. Three soldiers were on their bodies.

The bullet holes were covered with bullet holes, and they could not die anymore. The bullets kept firing, until they were beaten into a pile of minced meat that could not be made into personal style. The second pickup truck rushed over without believing in evil, and a string of heavy machine guns shot in the water tank. The water tank exploded with a bang, and the water vapor sprayed violently. The pickup truck immediately stopped at the intersection. The black mercenaries in the car manipulated the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun towards each window

Sweeping hard, the concrete slag and glass fragments fell down. Several mercenaries jumped out of the car and pulled out the battle shape. Several AK-47s fired at the same time, turning the walls of the building into hornet's nests. The firepower was strong enough, but it seemed that no bullet could hit the target. A gunshot came from the other side of the building. It was an M40 sniper rifle. The heavy machine gun who operated the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun made the shell spray like a fountain.

The black mercenary Tianling Gai flew out together with the crooked helmet. With another shot, he rushed to carry the bazooka launcher, which was about to open fire, and raised his head back heavily. A deep hole appeared between his eyebrows, and a blood line was sprayed out. The rocket shot soared into the sky, and the high-temperature air waves roasted the face into coke. But he was already dark enough, and no matter how hard he burned it, it wouldn't be even darker.

Xiao Guangxi looked at it with a telescope, his face was like a bun, and he twisted his head and said to me with a tangled look: "Boss, do you think these black uncles have something wrong? You can do it by asking an armored car to sweep it over, and you have to fight for your life!"

Shandong said: "What is this? It's an exaggeration when fighting a bank. The Japanese pigs guarding the bank were killed by death. There were only seventy or eighty people. The two battalions of Hei were fighting around. After a whole day, the bodies were arranged in circles around the bank, but they still didn't kill them. One of my company commanders wanted to send tanks to support him. They said no, they could handle it themselves and continue the infantry attack!" He scratched his head, looking confused: "It's obvious that if the tanks were sent over and sent two cloud bombs, they could send all the enemies to the west. They refused to let them go, and they had to fill in their lives! I really don't understand what they were thinking. Uncle Hei's thinking is not the same as ours!"

I thought about it and said, "Come on, just shut up. Are they trying so hard to make the property in these buildings?"

The two living babies' eyes were wide open: "For the property inside!?"

I said, "Yes, you don't think about it. The cash, securities, and the goods in the bank vault are all money! We drove the tanks and fired two guns, but nothing was left. They were in vain. Of course, they asked to reject our proposal and fight slowly by themselves!"

Xiao Guangxi blinked his eyes, looking disbelief: "Human lives are not as valuable as these wealth? What do they think!"

Shandong murmured: "It is said that people die for money and birds die for food. I didn't believe it before, but now I finally believe it!"

Liu Jun came over and sighed in a pretentious manner: "Africa is poor, it's so poor that it's so poor that it's crazy. Therefore, when mercenaries fight, they always make looting wealth the first priority. As for how many people died, they don't care. Anyway, there are not many other people in Africa, and they are not worth it. If you die, you can compensate for a maximum of 1,000 or more dollars. Then, you can take the gun and banknotes to go around each tribe, and you can immediately pull dozens of people!"

Xiao Guangxi rolled his eyes: "It seems like you have seen it myself!"

Liu Jun said: "I have never seen it myself, but my instructor has been in Africa for more than ten years and he knows a lot about Africa."

Xiao Guangxi snorted: "I have been in Africa for three years and participated in that condensed version of the world war!"

Liu Jun looked admiring.

In just a few words, all the people in the car were killed. The black mercenaries who besieged this mall did not blink and killed another group. However, this group seemed to be a little more intelligent, knowing to throw smoke bombs before attacking to cover the sight of the condescending enemy troops. Then, two rockets rushed out, and they cooperated very tacitly. I couldn't help but shout OK. It's not that their tactics are so good, but they have seen a group of smart people who can barely use their brains to fight. Naturally, they are a little surprised. These kids are quite pretty

There is a promising future. But soon, I found that I cheered a little earlier. The two rockets were not hitting people at all. They flew straight towards the foundation! There is no help, these guys are really helpless! What if you can blow through the wall? Two heavy machine guns were shooting condescendingly. Maybe there was a squad with light machine guns facing the hole in the wall. Can you still rush in? However, according to the thinking of the black uncles, this arrangement would be correct. They were afraid that the explosion of rockets inside the building would cause fires and burn all the goods inside...

The 1980s and 1990s were the most exciting and difficult moments in Africa's history. The wave of national independence defeated the rule of Western colonialism, and African countries won independence one after another. Its value was not excessive. After a century of sadness, the Republic had been experiencing a hundred years of sadness, since 1840, no one has ever been ambitions in tears in Chairman Mao's cry of "Stand Up From Now" and Africa has experienced much more suffering than the Republic.

The sentence "Stand Up" may make them cry. Yes, the African people have stood up since then, and then knelt mercilessly by natural disasters and man-made disasters. From the 1980s to the 1990s, droughts and wars in Africa were extremely frequent and the population expanded rapidly. Their nearly primitive agricultural model was unable to withstand such severe challenges. It completely collapsed in the first round of competition. Black Africa, which has the most fertile land in the world, fell into hunger and turmoil. Coupled with religious conflicts,

Clan massacre, civil war, foreign invasion, the economic level of African countries has not increased, but has declined significantly, which is not as good as during the colonial period. The entire African continent is a huge slum! In order to support their families, many African youth chose to be mercenaries, and some tribes even became the origin of mercenaries. They went to those places to recruit soldiers without even cash, and a few bags of food could bring back a cart of people. Because of this poverty, African mercenaries were particularly cruel when collecting spoils.

No one will let go of the dead. They will snatch all clothes, shoes, belts and hats as long as they can be used and look worth a few dollars. Leaving a pair of shorts for you is considered conscience in the industry. Before entering the town, they will define the looted areas in advance, and then each will be responsible for their own territory. It is better to be able to defeat them, but they cannot be defeated. No matter how many people die, they will not ask for help from other mercenaries teams who are standing by, for fear that others will divide their spoils...... There is no way to deal with these black uncles!

Little Guangxi touched Liu Jun: "Little brat, how long do you think they will take to get this mall?"

Liu Jun curled his lips: "At their level, I'm afraid there is no hope today. Let's go, there's nothing good to see. A group of mercenaries from peasants fighting against a group of militia from small staff, one is worse than the other. What a f*cking...

He made sense. We were really not interested in observing and studying with such a poor level. Xiao Guangxi shouted, and we jumped into the jeep. Xiao Guangxi pedaled the accelerator and the jeep ran out. Several mortar shells flew over our heads, and we were too lazy to lift our heads, so we could not miss it.

The entire Wakayama City has become hell. After destroying the defense line of the defenders, the 16th Army withdrew from the battlefield. The task of eliminating the remaining enemies was left to the mercenaries. The mercenaries regarded this task as a benefit and directly burned all the gunshots like beans. The explosion of grenades never stopped. There were also the rough laughter of mercenaries, screams, crying, and begging of civilians, mixed into a music of destruction. We even saw several rockets running around the city with bloody heads. Needless to say, this was another good thing for mercenaries.

Walking on the street, it is difficult for you not to step on the corpse. Blood flows along the flat road surface and merges into rivers of blood. In this city, it is difficult for you to smell other than the smell of blood. From time to time, you can see mercenaries covered in blood holding guns and bottles in one hand, smelling alcohol, and sipping as they walk, shouting with their tongues: "Hahahaha·····················································································································································································································································································································································································································

I looked away with some boredom and asked, "What city is this?"

Xiao Guangxi said: "I remember that anyway, we will kill wherever the bastard Takahashi escapes. In the words of the commander-in-chief, they will kill until fifty years, and a hundred years later, they will still need to wet their pants!"

I said, "We have almost destroyed the city on the coast of Japan, right? It's time to end, it's really time to end. If this continues, I will become a killing machine!"

Shandong said: "It's over if you catch Takahashi."

This is obviously impossible, at least in Wakayama, because the escape expert once again left his voters and ran away long before the castle was broken.

Therefore, the monotonous pursuit and massacre must continue.
Chapter completed!
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