I want to be a warlord

Chapter 233 Local Characteristics
Between professional and non-professional, they look similar before they are directly matched, but once they are really matched...

Never use your hobby to challenge other people's diners!

The shock bounced out of the way, and the donkey was the first to dodge in, followed by Wang Zhen and Guo Jingyun.

Donkey looked to the left, Wang Zhen looked to the right, and Guo Jingyun stared at the stairs.

His eyes quickly swept across the hall, but there was no one in sight.

"Go!" Wang Zhen waved his hand, and the donkey ran to the stairs first, Wang Zhen followed, and Guo Jingyun stepped backwards.

During the run-up, the donkey tore off a grenade, and when it stepped on the stairs, it slammed upwards obliquely.

The grenade hit the wall and bounced into the corridor on the second floor.

"boom!"

Amidst the explosion, the donkey rushed up to the corner platform with a stride, pointing its muzzle firmly at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.

Behind him, Wang Zhen quickly rushed past the donkey, raised his hand, and threw a shock bomb on it again.

"boom!"

Amid the explosion, Wang Zhen jumped up to the second floor, followed by the donkey. After going upstairs, he turned his gun and aimed at the stairs leading to the third floor.

Guo Jingyun rushed up backwards. There was no movement on the first floor or the second floor, and it was almost certain that there was no one there.

On the third floor, there were dense footsteps and shouts.

The donkey tore off a grenade and turned his head to listen to the movement on the third floor.

Wang Zhen simply put down his gun, took off the four remaining grenades on his body, tore them off and held them in his arms. He could see that these people were really fucking amateurs!

There is no vigilance at all!

"Da da da" "Da da da"

The gunshot rang out, and the other party had arrived near the stairs on the third floor and was shooting into the corridor.

The donkey twitched his mouth, stepped up three flights of stairs, swung his arms, flicked his wrist lightly, made a standard basketball throwing motion, and landed lightly towards the third floor with an arc in his hand.

"Slap" "Boom!"

"what!!"

Accompanied by the explosion, there was a shrill scream, obviously the grenade had done a good job.

Wang Zhen rushed past the donkey again, rushed to the corner platform with two big strides, turned around, and vigorously smashed the grenade in his hand, the goal: to bounce into the depths of the corridor on the third floor.

Fearing that this group of oil tyrants would think it was unfair, Wang Zhen took one on the left and one on the right, "Boom!"

Stepping up two steps, Wang Zhen threw the last two grenades in his hand, one left and one right, "Boom!" "Boom!"

Donkey and Guo Jingyun rushed up after them, "da da da" "da da da", directly in burst mode, shooting in the long and narrow corridor.

Whether it is lying on the ground motionless, or wriggling and screaming, or sitting on the ground and counterattacking with a gun, the corridor is only 1.5 meters wide, and it is right to shoot!

Blood spattered and screamed again and again. A total of nine people on the left and right sides were all killed on the spot in less than ten seconds!
What a mob!

Panicked shouts sounded from upstairs, and the pronunciation was distorted. Wang Zhen really couldn't understand what they were shouting.

But, it doesn't matter, I will make a move...

cough cough...

The donkey stared at the stairs on the fourth floor, and Wang Zhen turned over the corpses on the ground with his feet to see if there were any grenades or the like.

"How many more grenades?" Wang Zhen asked.

"I still have five more." Guo Jingyun reported.

"Two." The donkey said.

"Give me three." Wang Zhen stretched out his hand towards Guo Jingyun.

After receiving the grenade and pulling out the safety of two of them, Wang Zhen shook his head to signal, the donkey took a step forward, and threw it again, a shock bomb flew up in an arc.

"Boom!" Amidst the sound of the explosion, Wang Zhen rushed out with a stride.

Indoors, against enemies with outdated equipment and no noise-cancelling headphones, the shock bomb is simply a magic weapon!
It's useless to find a bunker, cover your ears is good but you can't hold a gun, cloth strips are useful but not very big.

A shock bomb can make most people lose their combat effectiveness.

Wang Zhen rushed up to the corner platform, raised his hand and threw two grenades, and rushed up after two "boom" and "boom", but just stepped into the corridor on the fourth floor, his eyes swept down an object at the foot of the wall, Immediately, the souls of the dead burst out, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on their heads.

With a cry of exclamation, he completed his turn, not caring about the danger, he kicked his feet hard on the ground, and threw himself straight downstairs.

Coincidentally, the donkey following Wang Zhen got on the corner platform and saw Wang Zhen flying towards him.

Without even a chance to react, the donkey only had time to hug its head, and Wang Zhen slammed into the donkey's body, hitting the donkey and hitting the wall together, and his head hit the wall with a bang.

With a muffled grunt, thanks to the helmet, nothing happened, but the donkey's waist was almost broken by Wang Zhen.

The two who fell to the ground had no intention of getting up. Wang Zhen knew that there was a bomb on it, and the donkey knew that Wang Zhen would not do such a dangerous action for no reason.

Both of them put their hands on the ground, and their bodies are off the ground.

Guo Jingyun, who was about to rush up, also stopped immediately, without saying a word, and knelt down with his hands covering his face.

With a helmet, there is no need to hold your head at all, and it is true to protect your face!

"boom!!!"

There was a violent explosion, which was not comparable to the grenade.

The whole building shook accordingly, and a large hole with a diameter of more than 5 meters was dried out on the wall on the spot.

In the shock wave, gravel and bricks flew around, and some hit the walls of the corridor. After a crackling sound, they rebounded and fell on Wang Zhen and the donkey.

Hit on the body, the head is fine, there are bulletproof vests and helmets, but hit the buttocks and legs, it really hurts.

The two gritted their teeth, not daring to speak at all.

"Boar, donkey, blind man!"

This big explosion startled the poets and skuas outside, and hurriedly called in the channel.

"Ahem, ahem, hiss, no, nothing." Wang Zhen replied in the channel, "Damn, these lunatics are fucking making bombs again!"

He is really convinced, it is really a local specialty, right?

After the shock wave passed, there was smoke and dust that permeated the entire corridor.

Wang Zhen poked the donkey down, and the donkey shook the dust off its head, and stood up with its teeth bared and its waist supported.

"What should we do?" Guo Jingyun was fine and ran up after the explosion.

Wang Zhen was silent for a while.

There was nothing he could do for a while.

This is like mine warfare. Although they are all self-made, they are powerful, and the ghost knows where they are hidden, and they don't know how many of these bombs are in the other party's hands!

It may be at the door, it may be at the corner, or it may not be tripped at all but the old-fashioned direct pull.

As long as it appears within the range of the explosion, it is almost certain death.

It's not a grenade, body armor is useless for bombs.

Back then, the devils had nothing to do with mine warfare, and now Wang Zhen is also helpless.

Anyway, he didn't dare to bet that the opponent only had this bomb.

Staring at the stairs, Wang Zhen rubbed his chin. Various fragments and historical events flashed through his mind, hoping to find the answer.

In the end, nothing!
People must rely on themselves!
Making use of his crime... Cough cough, making use of his talent, Wang Zhen rolled his eyes, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Blind man, you can do it differently. There is a gasoline barrel in the car, or any other container. Fill it up with oil." , Get a few back, damn, isn’t there a bomb, I’ve set his whole building on fire!”

"Burn these bastards to death!"

"Let them go to God with their bombs!"

In order to prevent the people upstairs from hearing clearly, Wang Zhen deliberately slowed down his speech.

Although Guo Jingyun didn't understand why Wang Zhen gave the order as soon as he gave it, and why he shouted so loudly, he still rushed downstairs without saying a word.

This is called scaring the snake!

This is not simply to scare Ibn Rahman upstairs, Guo Jingyun really went to get gasoline, and if the other party does not surrender, Wang Zhen will definitely set fire to the building!

……

"Head, head, they're going to set fire to the building!"

"I fucking heard it!" Shouted so loudly that Ibn Rahman couldn't hear it.

The muscles on his face kept beating, and his hands trembled like he had Parkinson's.

Scared, really scared!
So many people rushed down, and now there is no sound at all, they must be dead.

There are only 6 people left.

The bomb was indeed prepared long ago, but it doesn't look good now, and it didn't kill the opponent.

Just now, his idea was that it would be better to kill the opponent with a bomb, instead of scaring the opponent, delaying time, and waiting for the police or the people behind him to rescue him.

But now, he never thought that the other party would come up with such a vicious plan.

"I want to call the police. I am in XXX. There is terror... Someone attacked us. They shot and killed several of us!" Ibn Rahman called the police, originally intending to say that he was attacked by terrorists.

But in an instant, I thought that the police might deliberately delay the time because of fear, and immediately changed their words temporarily.

After calling the police, Ibn Rahman immediately called the heir of the Azigu family and quickly explained the situation. He hoped that the heir behind him could mobilize the power of the Azigu family to save him.

After all, hundreds of thousands of dollars are provided every year!

After hanging up the phone, Ibn Rahman's mood didn't improve, but became even more anxious because he didn't know what was going on outside.

There was a sniper on the other side, and no one dared to lie on the window and look out, but the more they couldn't see it, the more scared they were.

While waiting, every minute and every second is suffering.

Eight minutes later, Guo Jingyun returned with four gasoline cans, and Wang Zhen said loudly, "Twist off the lid and throw it in!"

"Boom" "boom" "boom" sound of oil drums falling to the ground, gasoline gushed out, and the pungent smell of gasoline immediately permeated the entire four floors.

Ibn Rahman's face turned pale in an instant, and when he thought that he might be burned alive, he was so frightened that he couldn't control his urine.

There is only one solution left in front of us...

"Don't set fire, don't set fire, I surrender!"

"You have to promise not to kill me!"

"You have no fucking room to bargain." Wang Zhen shouted loudly: "You can only bet on how I feel for a while."

"I'll wait for you downstairs. You only have 1 minute. After 1 minute, I'll set fire to the building!"

(End of this chapter)