Zhang Huai'an looked at the small building with a fire tongue in the distance, frowning and thinking about the way. Today's loss is great, and the big one makes him completely unbearable, so Zhang Huai'an is completely let go. Anyway, it has been so bad, and no matter how bad it is, then, he is dead today with the gangsters inside.

“Booming··································································································

"I really want to do this? If the brothers come back to blame?" Zhang Huai'an saw the thick barrel, the occupational disease began to attack again, and he looked at the lieutenant lieutenant who looked at the chill.

"Then what do you want to do? Now that you have reached this point, the people inside obviously want to rely on the hostages to wait for us to talk about the conditions. When we have a little flaw on our side, they will become more and more serious, only let them know us. Prepare the fish to die, in order to force them out, and when we get outside, we will kill them all."

Just after the Lieutenant Colonel finished, Zhang Huai'an then asked: "Can we know which layer of the hostages? If we happen to hit the layer where the hostages are being held, we will not become the murderer. I can't see it..." ”

"There is not so much maybe, even if they really hit them? It can only blame them for their bad luck. If we then kill those people inside, it will be revenge for them..." ····”

Zhang Huai'an was greeted by the cold-blooded words of the lieutenant colonel. He pointed his trembled finger at the lieutenant colonel and screamed at the moment. The trembling voice said: "You························································ You are also very embarrassed to say that you are a soldier..."

The lieutenant colonel did not pay attention to Zhang Huai'an's fingers. He squinted and looked at the window that was spraying out the flame tongue. He said casually: "This is the difference between our military and your police. In our opinion, as long as we can achieve the combat goal, a little The civilian casualties are also acceptable. This can only blame you for being too arrogant at first. If I would directly let them level, there is not so much now."

After the completion of the Lieutenant Colonel, Zhang Huai'an, who was not stunned and stunned, said: "Prepare ·························

Before he ordered the fire, a team member with a dark head and a dark smoke ran out and shouted: "Don't shoot. ············································································· ·"

The lieutenant colonel ran over and grabbed the player’s clothes and shouted: "That head?"

"Hey brother, they are back..."

After waiting for the players to finish, Zhang Huai'an ran over and shouted: "How many people did he bring in?"

The player was a little speechless, and he stretched his dark index finger.

"A row is still a class, you explain me to white..." This is the inquiry of the lieutenant colonel. He wants to make new tactical arrangements for Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is in the following.

"一···一人···" members were interrupted by Zhang Huai'an.

"What, he rushed in with a person? Who is he with?"

"Yes... is a singer who rushed in, as if to save a person, and was forced into the small building by the firepower upstairs..."

When the team members finished the situation before Zhang Xiaoqiang, both the Lieutenant Colonel and Zhang Huai'an were dumbfounded. The people inside could get a hostage. At this moment, even if the Lieutenant Colonel ordered the shot, the combat team would not pay attention to him. Because their head Zhang Xiaoqiang is inside, the Zhang Xiaoqiang who was deified in their hearts.

"What should I do?" The Lieutenant Colonel began to actively consult Zhang Huai'an's opinion. Zhang Huai'an was desperately looking at the small building and said: "Don't ask me, I don't know."

"Card rub ··········" whispered, the person in his arms stopped all activities, including his breathing and the beating of the heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw his distressed neck down his head The hands groped on the ground, a small rifle with a barrel was touched by his hand, and then two clips were removed from the man. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and opened the door and flashed out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing in the corridor, smelled the smell of smoke in the air and the smell of blood mixed with smoke. Then he found that he had suffered a lot of injuries, and the blood on his forehead continued to fall to the blood. In his eyes, he stuck one of his eyes and saw that everything was bloody. The light in the corridor was very dark, and he could barely see the road. It was the light from the outside that burned into the small building to make him reluctant. See, otherwise nothing can be seen.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked slowly along the corridor. There were gunshots everywhere in the small building. The noisy gunshots made the small building smash. From time to time, I could hear someone shouting something, a wooden door was him. Pushing open, two figures are standing behind the window and shooting outside. The huge gunshots cover Zhang Xiaoqiang's footsteps into the room.

The dazzling gun flame illuminates in the room, and a small bed in the corner of the room flashes with the flames of the gun~lightnovelpub.net~ A woman is tied in a small bed, and the woman is lying in bed without a word. Hands and feet were tied with ropes on the four beds of the cot. She looked up at the roof and ignored the intensive scars on her body and the deafening gun body.

"Tata Tata·······" a bullet was sprayed from the rifle in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand to form a fan-shaped jet at the waist of the two people. "Touch ····" two voices did not say anything. It fell to the ground, and the sound of heavy objects falling in the room, as well as the sound of rifles falling on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang unloaded the magazine with half of the punched hole. The old magazine clip fell to the ground and bounced and fell. The new magazine with the bullet was stuck in the gun body. He touched several clips on the two bodies and turned around. Out of the door, I didn't care about the woman lying in bed. Now I don't have the heart to worry about these poor women. Everything can only wait until the end of the battle.

A fan door was gently pushed open by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then a dense gun body rang in the room. When Zhang Xiaoqiang went out, the original mixed room was quiet, and the blood formed by the blood flowed slowly along the half-open door. The ground rushed to the corridor.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know how many people he killed, whether it was fifteen or twenty. The men were unprepared behind him, and Zhang Xiaoqiang easily took off his life with his own vegetable garden.

When he basically emptied the first floor, he was in trouble on the stairs on the first floor. There were a few kerosene lamps on it, and the kerosene lamp shone the space. There were a lot of ammunition boxes on the ground. On the side of the box stood a dozen men carrying rifles carrying bullets in an empty magazine. As long as they were loaded with ten, one would hold the magazines in their arms and go upstairs. Going, there will be a person who will use a thick plastic bag to carry more than ten empty clips on the ground and wait for refilling.