Dreamland Guide

　　 Shi Dazhuang jumped up like a frightened leopard, pulled out the light, locked the door again, looked out against the window, and jumped out of the window.

He turned around to cover the window, and said to Mei Ren and Bai Xiaosan, "Hide here and don't go out!" Then he drew out the Type 92 pistol he carried with him, tiptoed like a cat and tried to make no noise, and communicated along the various rooms of the police station. The corridor quickly ran out of the courtyard.

　　 There was a gunshot, and a bullet hit the wall behind Shi Dazhuang.

　　 Shi Dazhuang leaped forward and rolled and hid behind the pillar. Then quickly returned a shot to the place where the gun shot just now.

　　 There was a muffled grunt, followed by grunting curses and a series of gunshots. The bullets puffed on the pillar where he was hiding, breaking up many debris.

　　 Shi Dazhuang heard it from the Myanmar-Vietnamese accent. This was what he expected. The small domestic criminal gangs did not have the guts to attack the police station with guns, and only foreign criminals would be so bold because of their retreat. As long as they leave the country, there is nothing to do with them.

　　 However, Shi Dazhuang did not expect that this group of people actually had assault rifles, and at least two AKs were firing at him at the same time. Moreover, the opponent is very sophisticated, and he did not blindly fight blindly. Someone else should be outflanked from the flank.

　　 must be from Muka, but I don’t know if Muka will come in person. It is a pity that there is not even a picture of Muka in the police information.

　　 Shi Da Zhuang only has a Type 92 pistol in his hand, with only 15 rounds in his full magazine. In the case of unsure of the number and location of the opponent, he must try to save bullets.

　　He came to southern Yunnan to pick up poppies, not for business, so he did not bring a gun. This gun was left to him by Peng Jiahu in order to prevent accidents. Although it was against discipline to do so, Shi Dazhuang couldn't control that much when the hotel exploded.

　　 The sudden gunshots aroused Shi Dazhuang's fighting spirit, and he seemed to have returned to his days as a soldier. For a good scout, no matter how difficult the situation is, let alone the few bandits in front of him.

　　 He put the gun in his waist, inhaled, fingers clasped the grooves of the pillars, and climbed up the pillars of the corridor along the pillars. He hung upside down on the top of the gallery, and moved aside five or six meters like a spider. The porch concealed his figure, and the gangsters were still shooting at the porch.

　　 He saw two dark figures approaching from both sides to the place where he had just hidden. He remained calm, and when one of them approached, he suddenly jumped down, threw the gangster down, pressed his elbow against the gangster's throat, and broke his neck when he turned over. Then he pulled out the gun and knocked down the other gangster with one shot.

　　 The bandit holding an AK spotted him, and bullets poured over him again and again.

　　 Shi Dazhuang rolled on the spot, avoided the bullet, and rolled behind a stone pier next to him. He saw three gangsters, two of them were holding AKs, and the other was holding a pistol.

　　 The three gangsters probably also learned how good he was. They didn't dare to take the risk easily, and started to fight while retreating. They were very organized when they retreated. One shot with AK, and the other two ran back. The two AKs were suppressed in turn, making Shi Dazhuang unable to fight back effectively.

　　 The gangster retreated outside the gate of the police station. There is a pickup truck parked there.

　　 can't let them run away!

　　 This is Shi Dazhuang's only thought. One of those three people is probably Muka. Once they got into the car and fled into the mountains to the south, it would be difficult to catch them anymore. They only need to run in the direction of the border. Unless there is a large number of police rounds up, it will be too difficult to stop them from crossing the border in the rain forest.

　　 must hold them!

　　 The gunfire here can spread far away. In addition to the police station in the town, there is also the town government. They will definitely ask Ruihekou for help after discovering that the police station has been attacked. Two hours later, the special police from Ruihekou will be able to rush over.

　　 Shi Dazhuang certainly would not have thought that the armed helicopter of the Special Police Brigade of the Proton City Bureau had already set off at this moment. If he came directly to him, he would be there in less than an hour. Of course, the rescue target of the helicopter is not him, but Peng Jiahu, who is experiencing nine deaths at this moment.

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　　 Three players were lost in the blink of an eye, and Peng Jiahu was bleeding in his heart. He didn't know if Si Mao had time to send out the rescue signal, if not, then today's situation is really difficult to clean up.

　　 The enemy not only has assault rifles, but also grenades and individual rocket launchers, and my side is full of pistols. How can I fight this battle?

　　 "Fuck it! This is not drug trafficking, this is aggression!" Peng Jiahu cursed while evaluating the situation. The only way to survive now is to run deep into the jungle, using complex terrain cover to fight roundabouts. This was originally a tactic used by drug dealers to avoid police chase, but now it's their turn to use it.

　　Since the communication equipment is in the car of Shimao, now the car is bombed and the headset is no longer useful.

　　 Peng Jiahu pulled off the cord of the earphone, and shouted at the three sons who were more than ten meters away from him: "Retreat! Retreat into the rain forest! I will cover!"

　　His voice is very loud, I hope people on the left side of the forest can also hear it.

　　 The three sons here obviously heard his order and started to run into the woods, avoiding the bullets by the dense tree trunks. After running for a while, he began to fight back at the culprits to give Peng Jiahu time to get out.

　　 Peng Jiahu got up immediately and ran into the dense forest. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gangster kneeling down, UU reading www.uukanshu.com with a bazooka on his shoulder.

　　 "Fuck him, do you still want to come?" He cursed and walked a diagonally S, and shouted to the third son: "Fuck him down!"

The three sons of 　　 fell to the ground quickly, and a rocket came roaring over, hitting the trunk he was leaning on just now, blowing up a huge fireball, and the dead leaves in the forest were blown up and down.

　　 Peng Jiahu didn't have time to take care of the three sons. He took advantage of the opportunity of the leaves to fly and the gunpowder hadn't cleared. He concealed it from the side, and looked at the opportunity to hit the triumphant guy who had just fired the rocket.

　　 Of course, he had expected that there would be a series of retaliatory bullets flying towards him, so after he shot, he didn't have time to confirm whether the opponent had been killed, and immediately rolled into a ditch.

　　 He lay down in the ditch looking for the figure of the third son, and did not dare to shout.

　　 At this time, the culprit also became more careful because of the loss of a person, and did not dare to force it too boldly. The two sides fell into a brief stalemate.

　　 The three sons finally showed their heads from behind a tree, and signaled that he was okay. Peng Jiahu relieved his heart and made a gesture of continuing to retreat.

　　 The third son retreated, and Peng Jiahu shot and covered. Then, the three sons took cover, and Peng Jiahu retreated. After running a few times like this, the woods have become denser and denser, and the sky is also getting dark, except for the faint shadows of the trees, there is nothing to see.

　　 The two sides ceased fire as if they had reached a tacit agreement.

　　 After a while, there was a sound of a motor starting from the woods. Peng Jiahu concluded that this was not their car, and that it sounded like an off-road pickup truck like a Ford F-150.

　　 Peng Jiahu took a deep breath and threw away the last empty magazine, secretly rejoicing in his heart that if it gets darker later, he will almost run out of bullets.