Chapter 129 Wild Shock

An ordinary car is usually only 1.5 tons, and a truck is about two or three tons. Even if it is a container truck, the body is at most five or six tons, and the front is not hard enough. And Zhou Qingfeng drove over this large construction forklift, which weighed more than ten tons. The wheels were so thick and heavy that bullets couldn't pierce it. The huge shovel head was extremely hard, and it was like playing with people.

When the construction forklift smashed through the fence and rushed into the town hall square, the entire square was crowded with about 1,200 members of the Jetas gang. This group of people never expected that someone would dare to kill them single-handedly. The surrounding security personnel had no time to raise the alarm, and let this mad rhino rush in.

This time the impact will be great!

On the outskirts of the square, there are more than a hundred armed Zetas gang backbones. They are responsible for controlling more than a thousand mobs who have just joined. Anyone who dares to escape will be shot. Inside, there are more than a thousand ordinary Mexicans who just want to have a meal. Most of these people want to come to the United States to make a fortune, and joining the Zetas gang is just to keep warm.

With so many people crowded together, a car body weighing more than ten tons pushed by a large wheel more than one meter high rolled in, and it was a disaster immediately!

Just as the backbone gunmen in charge of the peripheral guards were about to shoot to stop them, the thick shovel head was already in front of them. The shovel head looks as thick as half a palm, but it is surprisingly heavy, and it is sharper than a blade under high-speed impact. The two backbones with guns were shoveled upright, and their bodies were broken on the spot.

One of them fell to the ground and was run over by a huge wheel, turning into meat paste in an instant. The other was hanging in the shovel head and was broken in half.

However, the obstruction of the mere two people had no effect on the large forklift. Driven by hundreds of horsepower engines, it continued to advance at a high speed, and rushed into the crowd quickly.

Zhou Qingfeng specifically picked a crowded place and shoveled in. There was no extra space in the crowded place, and hundreds of Mexicans inside screamed and wanted to escape, but they couldn't dodge even half a step.

The huge shovel pierced in like a sharp knife, and immediately a dozen people fell in front of the forklift, and as the vehicle advanced, a road of flesh and blood appeared on the square.

When someone rubbed against the body of a forklift, they felt a gust of wind blowing, and their hearts were already in their throats. Finally, I was still in shock and found that I was still alive, but I looked at the place where the forklift passed just now, where there were corpses and wounded people who had fallen on the ground, and there were people with broken bones and tendons everywhere, screaming non-stop.

Originally, the order of the entire square was maintained by high pressure, but now this wild forklift rushes in, and the whole square is in chaos immediately, no matter who is on the run. People are crowded, people are pushed, no one wants to stay in this damn square anymore.

"Shoot, shoot!" Mr. Joss, standing on the high platform, held a loudspeaker, trying to direct the backbone of the gang at the scene to fight back. But not only the gangsters could hear the sound of his loudspeaker, Zhou Qingfeng could also hear it clearly.

The huge forklift has rushed from one end of the square to the other, and after leaving a bloody alley, it turned around and ran back, aiming at Mr. Joss on the high platform.

"Holy Virgin Mary!" Joston was startled for a moment. He simply dropped the electric horn in his hand and jumped off the high platform in three or five steps. This high platform was nothing more than a temporary wooden frame, which collapsed immediately after being shoveled by a forklift, and became shattered.

Mr. Joss' words failed to organize the backbone of the gang, but instead reminded Zhou Qingfeng. The M249 machine gun in his hand stretched out of the cab, and fired wildly at the surrounding crowded areas with a flat end.

The crowd in the square was fleeing desperately, but before they ran out of the square, they were all within the killing range of Zhou Qingfeng's machine gun. As soon as the gunshot sounded, two hundred bullets began to spit out quickly.

In terms of firepower density, the assault rifles in the hands of gangsters are no match for the M249. Occasionally someone stood in the distance and wanted to give Zhou Qingfeng a shot, but Zhou Qingfeng actually gave him a shot instead.

After turning around the square of the city hall twice, Zhou Qingfeng emptied a 200-round soft ammunition box, turned the car around, and retreated quickly. The whole process took just over a minute, and the rumbling large forklift left a bloody rut and disappeared.

After a while, Mr. Joss got up from the ground in a daze. He stood next to Los Zetas who had just ran out of the city hall. Both Mr. President and Mr. Minister stared blankly at the square filled with corpses and blood.

Los Zetas grabbed Joss by the neck in disbelief, shook it vigorously and asked, "What happened? Tell me what's going on? I heard a noise outside, so I came out to see So many people died!"

In fact, the number of people who died in the square was relatively small, only one tenth of a thousand people died. But most of them ran away and probably never came back. What's more, the face of the Republic of New York was hit hard, and the lair that he was entrenched was killed so easily by someone, so there was no face left!

"A car drove in." Mr. Joss was still in a daze, unable to speak fluently. If he hadn't run fast just now, he would have to lie on the ground now.

"A car? Can a car kill so many people and mess up my whole scene? Do you know that in three days, I will announce the official establishment of the New York Republic here, and I will be the leader of the Republic President, now my presidential palace has been bloodbathed."

Mr. Los Zetas was really inexplicably sad and indignant. This slap is not a slap in the face, but right now it's more than a slap in the face, it's just a slap in the face!

After leaving the City Hall Square, Zhou Qingfeng was convinced that the Zetas gang would never even think about organizing a follow-up death squad today. He rushed all the way to Kenny Street, which was being stormed by hundreds of Zetas' death squads.

On the way to the rescue, Zhou Qingfeng contacted David Lawrence and said, "Mr. Lawrence, I have rushed back."

David Lawrence was leading the last few men around him to hide in a roadside building, resisting the attack of dozens of gangsters. Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's call, he quickly explained his location and asked Zhou Qingfeng to come to support him.

However, when Zhou Qingfeng heard David Lawrence say that he was fighting in a building, he immediately refused: "Uncle Lawrence, I can't help you, you can find a way by yourself."

"What do you mean?" David. Lawrence is about to run out of ammunition and food. You can be a hero, but if you don't have bullets, you can only catch blind.

At this moment, a large rumbling forklift was rushing through the street. A few gangsters on the side of the road thought the car belonged to them, and even cheered and waved to Zhou Qingfeng. As a result, Zhou Qingfeng turned the front of the car slightly and wiped it. He flew past the wall, ruthlessly crushing these people to death.

Just upstairs in the building, David. Lawrence witnessed the whole scene. He watched the forklift rushing towards him, watched the forklift crush people to death, watched the forklift go away, and finally said in astonishment: "This bastard is really violent."

At this moment, the butcher was being tortured by that armored excavator and was going crazy. He didn't have a powerful weapon to destroy this ugly broken machine, and Minsk, who came out to support him from the subway, couldn't do anything about it. They could only retreat one by one, and at the same time they had to face the death squads rushing towards them like a tide.

"Victor, are you coming or not? We are going to die!" The butcher was about to yell heart-piercingly. He was trapped in a building and had just killed two death squads who rushed in. But the last magazine was empty. And that armored excavator is rumbling to dig the wall, as long as the wall is broken, he will definitely be finished.

"It's here, it's here, it's here! Don't rush, I'm already here!" Zhou Qingfeng had already seen the ugly excavator with welded steel plates. At this moment, the horsepower of the forklift was increased to the maximum, the engine roared non-stop, and it approached quickly from a distance in a menacing manner, making it impossible to defend against.

After shoveling away the daredevils who were blocking the perimeter, Zhou Qingfeng drove the forklift into the side of the excavator. With a loud bang, the excavator that was digging out the wall was knocked over, and the surrounding supervisors scattered and fled.

Under the violent impact, Zhou Qingfeng had a grim expression on his face. He watched the excavator fall sideways and shouted, "Fuck you!"

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