The sound of Zhang Guoqing's gunshot scared the hearts of several people and made them "suddenly"!

The conditioned knee flash, the rhythm is the same.

"What a god! What a gun!"

Wearing a hat on one side, his eyes widened and he was so surprised that he dropped the cigarette in his mouth!

"Hold your head! Squat down!"

Zhang Guoqing scolded and pointed his gun back and forth at the other people.

However, at the entrance of the factory, the four or five people who were originally standing inside were now hiding behind the wall.

The other party is obviously not a vegetarian!

Currently, the only people exposed to them are the tractor driver wearing a crooked hat, and the workers on the left and right sides.

Song Tianfu came over, looked at Zhang Guoqing and nodded lightly.

I mean, try to delay as much time as possible, and the factory security team will be here soon.

Wearing his hat crookedly is an old man, he said with a sneer: "Brother, what are you doing?"

As he said that, he actually dared to approach Zhang Guoqing slowly.

This is not a good sign!

Even in this situation, if the opponent still dares to come closer, he is obviously relying on his own skills to take your gun!

boom!

Zhang Guoqing shot the opponent on the ground in front of him, splashing a small handful of loess into the air, and scolded him coldly:

"Stop! If you dare to take another step forward, your legs will be destroyed!"

The sneer on the face with the hat tilted to one side subsided.

The air was very quiet, and no one spoke again.

For a moment, people on both sides were making eye contact.

What Song Tianfu is trying to do here is to delay time.

The one who wears his hat crookedly has another agenda.

No! The other party is also prepared!

Not to mention Zhang Guoqing, Song Tianfu also noticed it, and the other party turned to look at the factory building.

Song Tianfu immediately turned around and walked quickly towards the car they were driving from.

They didn't take the train when they came. For convenience, they drove directly from Longcheng.

As soon as Song Tianfu walked to the car, the other party shouted:

"Put down the gun! Stop fucking moving!"

Song Tianfu took a quick step, rushed to the trunk, and quickly opened it.

"That fat white man, what about you? Why the hell are you running away!"

The other party shouted at Song Tianfu.

At this moment, Song Tianfu was blocked by the open trunk.

Through the gap, Song Tianfu saw the other people standing in the factory building, pointing their guns at this side.

Although they are all very old-fashioned guns, if you fire them and shake them, they will not be able to withstand the opponent's many guns!

What Zhang Guoqing had in his hand was just a pistol.

"That fat white guy behind the car, get the fuck out of here!"

He wears his hat crookedly and is a very vigilant person. He keeps shouting for Song Tianfu.

"Hurry up! Otherwise, my guns and bullets won't have eyes!"

The other party walked towards Zhang Guoqing, kicked Xiaojia who was cowering next to him, and planned to grab the gun.

It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!

"Everyone stop it!"

Da da da!

There was a burst of short bursts of submachine gun fire!

Everyone over there was so shocked that they all looked this way——

Damn it!

Two strokes of 56!

But I saw a fat white man walking out from behind the tattered and dirt-covered Santana.

His hands were holding two Type 56 submachine guns!

The next second, the black muzzle of the submachine gun was pointed at the factory.

Isn’t it easy for a submachine gun with a range of 200 meters to cover a distance of 30 meters?

On the other hand, the guns in their hands have a range of about 15 meters, and they are made of gunpowder and steel balls. The range is not enough to hit the opponent, and they are extremely accurate!

You are so cruel!

"Xiaojia, Brother Qing, come here!" Song Tianfu forced himself to pretend to be calm.

To be honest, he is not Si Chen. He is not a tough kid who grew up in the Si family where he danced swords and guns. He is a gentle scholar~

Therefore, he is actually not very good at such arrogant things.

The trunk has a 56 punch, which is actually prepared for Xiaojia and Brother Qing in case of emergency needs.

I always felt that the road here was not smooth, but it was of no use all the way.

I didn't expect it to be used here.

Under the threat of Song Tianfu's firepower, Xiaojia and Zhang Guoqing ran backwards and quickly towards this side.

Seeing that something was wrong, the man with his crooked hat quickly retreated to the factory with his people.

Song Tianfu didn’t really want to cause trouble, but he was trying to delay as much time as possible:

"Don't move! Do you believe that I will beat you all into a sieve?"

The man wearing a crooked hat hid behind the tractor and became arrogant again:

"Fat Bai, stop pretending. You are a coward. You can't even hold a gun with your posture, but you beat us into pieces? Hahaha!"

Wearing his hat crookedly, he turned around and ran away with the person, heading towards the other door of the workshop.

For a production workshop like this with large machine tools, there are door openings on all sides of the factory building, and there are no door panels.

This is to facilitate the entry and exit of forklifts and mechanized operations.

"Hurry up!" Xiaojia took the gun from Song Tianfu and was about to catch up.

"Don't go!" Song Tianfu grabbed him: "Chasing them is not our purpose this time, leave it to the security team."

As he said that, he looked behind him. Not far away, the factory's security team was rushing over with guns on their backs.

Zhang Guoqing also nodded: "We can't go. I'm the only one who knows how to use a gun. Neither of you can. If you catch me, you'll die."

Song Tianfu:...-_-||These words have profound artistic content!

Xiaojia: ...Brother Qing, Brother Fu is your leader!

…

Soviet Union, Eastern Siberia.

Si Chen followed the middle-aged uncle on a tour.

That guy, slashed his ass with a big knife, opened his eyes wide!

The middle-aged uncle was very satisfied with their shocked expressions, and the corners of his mouth were always raised.

The Su people of this era were the era when their national self-confidence was the strongest.

To this day, many people in various countries after the disintegration still miss the powerful Soviet Union.

Their motherland is a powerful entity that dominates every country in the world, and they have the arrogance of these advanced weapons.

The nation has faith, the people have strength, the mountains and rivers are safe, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

To be honest, this is what ordinary people in any country in the world hope will happen to them.

In troubled times, all the people are like rotten dogs, and the people are in dire straits. This is what ordinary people fear the most.

After the presentation, it was time for negotiation.

The logistics support facilities of this base are all in air raid shelters dug underground.

It’s really like Mouse Street!
To be continued...