Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 164 What is a Battle Hero

Xiangjiang area, half-mountain villa.

"Where is Mr. Zhao?!"

Zheng Guangming asked anxiously.

The calmness and composure of not re-shooting the gun.

Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Jing are not here!

What about them?Was it taken by kidnappers?

Zheng Guangming quickly checked the bandits.

Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, it could be seen that they were holding powerful military firearms.

The bodyguard of the Rong family, who was still in shock, looked at the two gangsters who were missing half their heads, resisted the turmoil in their stomach, and said tremblingly:
"Mr. Zhao is going in that direction, the robbers still have two cars chasing him!"

As if to prove what he said, a huge explosion came from the direction the bodyguard pointed.

Zheng Guangming immediately frowned.

The voice was all too familiar.

The explosion of a grenade.

"go!"

Zheng Guangming rushed back into the car and immediately greeted the bodyguards of the Rong family who were in charge of driving.

Although the bodyguard was bitter in his heart, he could only start the car and drive towards the direction of the explosion.

Although another bodyguard was equally frightened, he also followed.

After all, Rong Shao asked the two of them to accompany Zheng Guangming.

Unless there is a new order, they must firmly implement this one.

"Go back to Rong's house immediately and tell Mr. Rong what happened here!"

Zheng Guangming shouted to the two bodyguards who were still standing there dumbfounded.

The aftermath needs to be arranged by Mr. Rong.

Right now, he only thinks about how to rescue Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Jing.

There is neither time nor ability to deal with the aftermath.

The sound of explosions and firefights continued. Zheng Guangming listened attentively, and there was a faint sound of police sirens in the distance.

He didn't relax because of the sirens.

First of all, the Hong Kong police may not have enough time.

Second, the Hong Kong police may not necessarily be credible.

Having experienced the vicissitudes of war, experiencing the camouflage of an enemy who greeted enthusiastically one second, but pulled out a submachine gun from the basket the next second and fired. In a dangerous environment, Zheng Guangming habitually doubted anyone .

It is this habit that has cost him his life many times.

The car gradually approached the battle site.

Zheng Guangming asked the bodyguard to slow down the car slowly, and he listened carefully.

This is it, turn the corner, and the firefighting block is ahead.

"Just stop here! Find a safe place to hide!"

He opened the car door, leaned over and rushed down.

It didn't relax just because it was still a safe zone.

In war, there is no safe zone.

This is another piece of his experience.

The two bodyguards are not professional combatants, so there is no need to put them in danger.

At the corner of the street, Zheng Guangming sneaked in quietly.

No one noticed him.

Jitou and his only remaining younger brother are smashing against the opposite person.

"Boss, they seem to belong to Brother Shui!"

The younger brother said with a sad face.

Jitou also understood at this moment.

The person opposite is indeed Brother Shui.

Brother Shui provided him with information on the female celebrity and encouraged him to kidnap the female celebrity's black hands.

He figured it out.

Brother Shui, he was just following orders.

And he made someone else's knife.

This kidnapping is essentially a contest between the two gangs in Xiangjiang.

Brother Shui's club wants to teach He Shenghe's entertainment company some lessons.

But he didn't want to end himself.

After all, this will be a joke, and even lead to a direct conflict between the two major gangs.

No one wants to take such a risk.

So they found the chicken head.

Stowaways from the Mainland.

A group of outlaws.

Lure this group of people to kidnap the female star and let them fight each other to the death.

Regardless of whether the matter is successful or not, the Jitou gang will be silenced.

Otherwise, why hasn't the Rong family's reinforcements arrived yet, and the Hong Kong police haven't arrived yet, but the gangsters have arrived first?

Because they've been waiting here!
"Fight them!"

After trying to understand all this, Jitou lost his mind even more.

Two of his brothers have died, and two more are still alive or dead.

Of the six, only he and Shunzi remained.

He knew he couldn't get out of here alive today.

Since this is the case, I have to pull a few more backs in case of death.

Thinking of this, Jitou picked up his gun, stood up bravely, and fired wildly at the opposite side.

Shunzi was also red-eyed, the veins on his forehead popped up, he raised his gun and rushed towards the opposite side.

"Brother, I'll hold them back, you go!"

At this moment of life and death, Shunzi wanted him to escape.

The person opposite was so crushed that he couldn't lift his head. For a brief moment, Jitou hesitated.

"Ugh!"

He sighed heavily and turned to run away.

Although the probability of success is extremely small, people are afraid of death.

At the last moment, so did he.

He's scared, he backs off.

Just let Sunja die.

If I can survive, I will definitely avenge him!
However, the moment he turned his head to run, a chill ran across his neck.

It seems to be an illusion.

How can Xiangjiang be so cold in summer?

Zheng Guangming ignored the chicken head that fell to the ground and began to twitch.

He didn't know what the man was thinking just now, clutching his neck and spitting blood from his mouth.

None of this matters.

The straight bullets that rushed out were about to run out.

He didn't know that the person he was desperately trying to save was already waiting for him on Huangquan Road.

Zheng Guangming picked up the remaining three grenades beside the chicken head.

He quickly moved towards where Zhao Wenmu was.

When he first entered this battlefield, he had already analyzed the situation in front of him.

The location of Porsche should be Zhao Wenmu's hiding place.

But there was dead silence.

Zheng Guangming was not sure whether Zhao Wenmu had died in the car.

In any case, he must get there as soon as possible.

As for the other two groups of people who are fighting.

All are enemies.

Because of the traces at the scene, he could tell at a glance that both groups of people attacked Zhao Wenmu.

In this case, they are all enemies.

No status, no purpose.

Just knowing this is enough.

Because the enemy deserves to die!
Shunzi finally ran out of bullets, and the suppressed gang members quickly counterattacked.

The teenage boy was instantly beaten into a sieve.

But his mission was accomplished.

He had covered Zheng Guangming and hid behind the Porsche.

When counterattacking on the opposite side, Zheng Guangming also found out the number of people on the other side, their location and the distribution of firepower.

Strap three grenades together.

Pull out the tab.

One second, one second, time passed slowly.

Suddenly, the grenade drew a graceful arc and flew over the heads of the group of people.

"boom!"

It was the most violent explosion ever.

The grenade that exploded in the air blasted countless shrapnel, although it was not enough to kill everyone, it stunned them.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Guangming launched a suicide charge just like Shunzi just now.

The difference is that he has always maintained tactical mobility.

You can never predict where his next step will fall.

Anyone who dared to raise a gun at him fell before the bullet could be fired.

The 56 and a half magazines with only ten rounds were quickly emptied.

The moment he swung his arm, he had already held the clip on the back waist in his hand, knocked and squeezed, and with the help of his elbow and side waist, he had already changed the clip during the march.

There was no lag in the gunfire.

He has always suppressed everyone!

The enemy did not dare to show his head, and could not show his head.

It is even more impossible to predict where he will rush out.

Zheng Guangming, who rushed into the crowd, indiscriminately harvested the heads of every person who tried to resist or lay on the ground crying.

The second clip was fired again.

An 8-jin iron bump hit the head of the person opposite.

Before he could react, Zheng Guangming had already replaced a pistol in his hand.

Almost a shot to the forehead.

The brows of the person opposite were a little bright red.

The power of military pistols should not be underestimated either.

A large hole has been punctured in the back of the head of the person who was shot.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.

Combat turns out to be an art too.

A romance of blood and fire.

Time may pass for an instant, or it may be an extremely long time.

Different people have different feelings about this.

None of the seven or eight gang members survived.

As an excellent soldier, Zheng Guangming knows one thing:
Don't beep, make up the knife.

He checked quickly to make sure nothing was missing.

Then quickly dash back to the Porsche.

He didn't notice Zhao Wenmu just now.

He must find Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Jing as soon as possible and take them out of here.

Xiangjiang,

It is a society ruled by law.

It will be troublesome to stay here.

(End of this chapter)