Sun Guangjun was tirelessly imparting battlefield experience to the girls. Minghua International below had made some progress, and the skirmish line had been pushed to a place less than 30 meters away from the gate of Honglang.
At this time, a loud voice suddenly came from the starting position in the rear: "Xiong Lang, we are the vanguard of Minghua International, you have been surrounded by us.
Although you are a very ignorant guy, our President Wu is still willing to give you one last chance.
If you can lay down your weapons and surrender within three minutes, our Minghua International family will be willing to accept you.
Opportunities are precious, don’t make mistakes and harm others! "
The answer came from a gruff voice on the rooftop of Honglang Building, which was Xiong Lang himself: "You bastards from Minghua International, if you want me to surrender, you're dreaming!
It won’t take three minutes, I will give you an answer right now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant spark erupted from the roof, followed by the sound of rapid gunfire.
Xiong Lang was in a commanding position and poured a volley of bullets onto Minghua International's starting position.
It’s a pity that they were well prepared and everyone was hiding well in the shelter made of vehicles.
After a volley of bullets, Xiong Lang did not achieve any results except for the large loudspeaker on the roof of the car being smashed to pieces.
However, the sound of gunfire also meant that there was no room for reconciliation between the two sides.
At the starting position, the commander of Minghua International waved his fist fiercely and cursed: "Damn it, you don't know how to appreciate my kindness. Pass the order down, attack!"
The next moment, the skirmish line that had stopped started again and rushed towards the gate quickly.
At the same time, the covering firepower in the starting position began to pour ammunition towards Honglang.
"Beep beep beep", "da da da", "bang bang bang"...
For a moment, fierce gunfire echoed between heaven and earth, becoming the main theme of this moment.
Xiong Lang was no fool. He fired a burst of bullets on the rooftop as a declaration of war and had a great time. Then he disappeared. Even the sniper from Minghua International could not find his trace using infrared night vision goggles.
A distance of thirty meters only takes a few seconds if you sprint at full speed.
Soon, the skirmish line arrived at the gate of Hongman without encountering any resistance. This level of success was incredible to the attackers.
What is Xiong Lang doing? He shouted so loudly, but this is the result?
So funny!
More than twenty people were hiding on both sides of the gate. The leader waved his hand, and two team members flashed out and kicked the gate.
Once again, everything went smoothly and the door suddenly opened.
Following the two team members who broke into the door, five or six people holding automatic rifles began to rush in.
“Bang” “Bang” “Bang.”
Just when these people had taken two steps into the door, three consecutive dull noises suddenly came from inside the door, accompanied by a slight "click" sound.
Immediately afterwards, the five or six people who rushed into the door were thrown out almost in no particular order.
In mid-air, almost everyone was bending their bodies backwards, and by the time they landed on the ground, they were already silent.
Three shots killed five or six people. This kind of power can only be unleashed by a close combat weapon like the Remington shotgun.
Xiong Lang's strategy was to go to the rooftop to provoke first, while Zhang Quan and his men would guard the first floor door. After the people from Minghua International rushed in, they would directly block the door with firepower, letting them rush in and die one by one.
For this purpose, Xiong Lang also handed the Remington gun he had stolen from Sun Guangjun to Zhang Quan.
Zhang Quan is a smart guy. Since the gate is blocked, he just needs to wait for the people from Minghua International to break in.
Just now the door was kicked open, and Zhang Quan was already waiting in the dark for someone to die.
After hearing the footsteps, Zhang Quan fired three shots without hesitation, then retreated to the door to avoid possible counterattacks.
Apart from anything else, just based on this series of reactions, this kid Zhang Quan is definitely suitable for the battlefield.
Minghua International suffered a disadvantage in the first battle. Five or six people were killed right at the beginning, and they didn't even know where the enemy was hiding. It was truly a shame.
Just as the captain was preparing to regroup and launch another charge, a few small creatures suddenly jumped out of the door with a clang, and landed only two or three meters away from them, smoking.
"Oh no! Grenade!"
The captain screamed, and without time to think, he shrank down, trying to shrink his body into the small corner of the door.
“Boom!” “Boom!”
There were several loud noises in succession, mixed with flames, and countless fragments covered a space of nearly ten meters, attacking the people on both sides of the gate like a storm.
At the same time, the two doors that were hit first, although already opened, were still blown to pieces by the powerful shock wave.
By the time the explosion was over, more than half of the original charging team of more than 20 people had been killed or injured, and the rest were hiding at the foot of the wall, trembling in fear.
It’s okay for those who died, they’re dead and there’s no feeling. But the injured are terrible, they scream so miserably.
Even though these people are holding guns, seriously speaking, before the end of the world, they were all just ordinary people. Even if there were a few veterans among them, they were peace soldiers who had not experienced the test of war.
After all, in peacetime, apart from exercises, who among the soldiers can experience the battlefield?
Now, this group of people has completely lost the desire to continue attacking, and even retreating to the starting position has become a luxury.
The commander in the rear witnessed the changes with his own eyes, and shouted with bloodshot eyes: "Hurry up and get two bulletproof vehicles, set up a cover position opposite the gate, and pick up the injured brothers."
Unfortunately, the bulletproof vehicle here had just started and had not yet left the starting position when several windows on the second and third floors of Honglang opened one after another, right on both sides of the gate.
Then, several grenades emitting white smoke were thrown out of the window.
Yes, just throw it, not drop it. Reach out to the window, gently let go of the thing in your hand, and let it fall freely.
After throwing the grenade, the windows were closed again and the building continued to be pitch dark.
Two seconds later, continuous explosions sounded again.
After this wave of grenades, except for a few seriously injured ones who luckily survived, the rest of the vanguard troops who rushed up first became motionless.
Seeing that his men were almost wiped out and the first exploratory attack completely failed, the commander was furious and at the same time still had lingering fears.
Who said that Xiong Lang didn't have any hot weapons?
With automatic rifles, shotguns, and grenades all out, how can you say there are no hot weapons?
If someone from the intelligence department was present, the commander had no doubt that he would strangle him to death.
I asked you to collect intelligence, and this is how you do it, right?
Isn't this a trap for our brothers?
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