Volume 1 Chapter 501 Strong

Chapter 501 Strong

"Remember? You have to act supercilious, don't care about anyone, don't care about anyone, Yang Ke'er and the others are your bodyguards, once there is any special person, let them deal with it, you have to be greedy, want everything, and You don't like anything, and don't agree to anything, even the best conditions, of course, you don't have to be polite when they send beautiful women..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept explaining to Zhang Huai'an, Zhang Huai'an bent down to listen, and nodded from time to time, when Zhang Xiaoqiang said "beauty", he wiped his cold sweat involuntarily, and said with a wry smile:

"Brother Cockroach, last time I ate a turtle, I still don't feel good? Can you just let me go, if you really let me go, I can't help it..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was silent, he looked at Zhang Huai'an with sympathetic eyes and said in a low voice:

"It doesn't matter, I met a perverted old man, he likes to abuse, you just learn from him, just give those women a few whips, it seems that they are about the same age."

Zhang Huaian: "..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that Zhang Huaian's face was blue and stopped talking, he nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his right index finger, twirled it in mid-air, and swung it down violently.

Amid the roar of the anti-aircraft guns, the vehicles stuck on the bridge exploded one after another. Huang Tingwei was right. No one heeded the ultimatum to the convoy. They would not compromise until the last moment.

Blazing flames, billowing smoke, falling parts fell into the bridge more than ten meters high, splashing countless water splashes in the torrent, and the burning wreckage blocked the sight of the convoy in the bridge, and they couldn't see whether the other side was Responded, if you can't see it, it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, you continue to fire, and the incendiary bombs continue to extend to the opposite bank.

While the antiaircraft artillery was changing ammunition, three crisp gunshots came from the bunker, and the howling bullets flew past the antiaircraft artillery team's ears. Before the fire team could respond, Zhang Xiaoqiang's face immediately changed color.

"Second group, hit me, the shooter will hit me somewhere, they are hiding in the bunker, just give me the bunker..."

The reckless counterattack on the other side provoked the heavy firepower of quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns in retaliation, and the large-caliber bullets in the scorching light chain were scattered like meteors, roaring and piercing, hitting the three-story concrete bunker. The flame exploded, and the scattered cement fragments flew down and segregated in the red light, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air, blocking everyone's sight. Large-caliber bullets were fired continuously, and a howling sound came from the opposite bank, which was higher than the deafening gunfire.

Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right hand, the anti-aircraft artillery and anti-aircraft machine guns stopped firing, and the bridge was in a mess, with burning steel parts, rubber tires billowing in thick smoke, and countless shattered glass and rubbish.

The fuel tank of the abandoned car has been drained. Apart from the explosion caused by the incendiary shell itself, there is no more explosion sound. The bridge is built thick and has not caused more damage. The obstacles on the bridge have been removed. Through the messy bridge deck, billowing thick smoke, you can clearly see the big iron gate on the opposite side.

The big iron gate is similar to the big iron gate of the hot spring base. It is welded with countless steel plate rivets. There is not much decoration on the surface, and no one maintains it on weekdays. It is somewhat rusty. On the steel plate with light rust, countless large rivets are embedded on it. The irregular steel plates are welded together by twisted welding lines like earthworms.

The large iron gate that was pieced together made Zhang Xiaoqiang think that the materials inside were not as sufficient as the hot spring base, and most of the steel plates were made of disassembled car bodies. It's the poor material.

A burst of wailing broke Zhang Xiaoqiang's criticism of the big iron gate. A 14.5-caliber armor-piercing incendiary bomb can destroy an armored vehicle at a distance of 800 meters, let alone a flame storm set off at a distance of less than 200 meters? The bunker looked terrible, with pits the size of washbasins all over it, and at the bottom of the pits, black holes were slowly emitting green smoke.

The shooting time of the anti-aircraft machine gun was not long, just one minute. One minute turned this seemingly solid bunker into a hornet's nest. No bullets flew again. From the beginning to the end, there was only one counterattack, one burst, and three bullets. , I don't know if it is a counterattack or a fire, but even if it is a fire, what does it have to do with Zhang Xiaoqiang?

The flames were burning on the bridge, billowing thick smoke was floating in the air, and the screams spread from the dilapidated blockhouse to the other side of the bridge. Everyone who heard it knew that the injured guy was fine, and it was still the same after screaming for a long time Full of confidence, Zhang Xiaoqiang waited with the team members, and the muzzle of the anti-aircraft gun pointed directly at the big iron gate.

They didn't make them wait for too long, a dirty gray T-shirt was tied to a bayonet and swung from side to side. Seeing the message typed by the other party, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt at ease. He turned to look at Zhang Huai'an. Zhang Huai'an nodded and gently With his right hand, he wiped the back of his hair with half a bottle of gel water, and tidied up the high-end suit.

Zhang Huai'an wanted to look like a big man as much as possible, but the suit on his body didn't fit very well, it was obviously a size too big. A real suit should be custom-made to wear it with taste and style. The original owner of the suit was a big man. Zhang Huai'an's body is a bit nondescript, with a cigar on his mouth and not smoking, his trousers are a little wrinkled, a pair of dazzling leather shoes are on his feet, and his bare ankle bones are exposed. Can't fit in.

Zhang Huai'an, who was wearing a suit, stood in a military uniform and looked very different. Beside him stood Yang Ke'er, who looked unwilling. Yang Ke'er looked like a little girl, holding a white bone shield in his hand. It is a bit old, it is no longer glistening like it was at the beginning, time has made the bone shield, which was originally shining slightly, thick and restrained, with a kind of simplicity and a vicissitudes of life.

The thirty-centimeter-wide slanted steel knife is like another shield in her hand, and the bone shield complements each other. The sharp blade, the dull and obscure blade, and its lightness in Yang Keer's hands all express Come out, the knife is not simple, and the little girl holding the knife is even more difficult.

Shangguan Qiaoyun was at Yang Keer's side, and she didn't show any resistance to Zhang Xiaoqiang's arrangement. Her long, wavy hair was coiled up again, she was less charming, more calm and grand, and she still didn't wear military uniform. A tight leather armor set off her graceful and alluring curves perfectly.

The gardenia-like white and clean face was serene and solemn, a faint smile spread over the bright red lips, the red lips were slightly raised, it was hard to tell whether the smile was a simple smile, or standing behind Zhang Huai'an to her. The pair of shining jewel-like pupils did not look at Zhang Huai'an's back, but focused more on Zhang Xiaoqiang who was in the wheelchair.

Zhang Huai'an is nervous. He has always been a low-key person. Suddenly one day he was made high-key, which made him feel unnatural. In this hot day, he was sweating profusely in a suit, and he didn't know whether it was hot or In a hurry, the brand-name mechanical watch on his wrist always made him feel numb. When he raised his hand, the seven or eight large gold rings dazzled him. Everyone else was waiting calmly, but he was the only one who was anxious. I don't know if I am anxious to get a reply from the other party, or if I am anxious for the other party to reply too quickly so as to give him more time.

On the other side, Zhang Huaian didn't worry for too long, a man's high-pitched voice came from a loudspeaker:

"Don't fire... Don't fire anymore... Just ask for anything, we will satisfy you, don't fire again..."

No one paid any attention to that side, and asked to report it before, but that side has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, and I don't know if this time is a tactic to delay the attack?

Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few glances and saw that there was no one on the other side so far, except for the t-shirt shaking in mid-air. He turned his head to look at Huang Tingwei, and Huang Tingwei nodded... The roar of the anti-aircraft machine gun fired again. A t-shirt that was stuck on the bayonet was torn into pieces. The force of the tearing caused the Bayi-type rifle to fly away from the control. The machine gun stopped at the slightest sound. They also stopped shouting, and the two sides fell silent again.

"Listen, people inside, don't play tricks on me. I know your little thoughts, and you also know my conditions. I will give you five minutes. When the time is up, I will go pick it up..."

Zhang Huai'an also took out a loudspeaker and yelled. At this moment, he was ready to go all out. He used his experience in dealing with thieves when he was a policeman, and yelled loudly with his stomach crossed and his head raised.

It may be due to the fierce artillery fire, or Zhang Huai'an's strength. The white flag was not hung on the opposite side. A man in blue overalls stood up from the roof of the bunker and waved his hands. Two more people stood up and tied a rope for him. The rope was hanging down to the ground, he untied the rope, waved a white handkerchief and walked slowly towards this side.

Flames were raging on the bridge, and the man was walking on the ground that was not yet on fire. His face was blackened by the billowing smoke, and his clothes were stained by large black spots of soot. He walked to the front of the car. After fifty meters, he didn't dare to move forward, and dozens of rifles with black holes were aimed at him.