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Chapter 1526 Recalcitrant

Chapter 1526 Stubborn Resistance

The surveillance personnel clearly saw that the doors of Z69 and Z73 suddenly opened. Lin Haoxuan, Qiao Yongkui and others held two guns and fired continuously at the enemies blocking the door and corridor. The seven or eight Cen family gunmen on guard in the corridor not only took action, but also fell down before turning around.

When Song Minzhe heard gunshots outside the door, he knew that he had been trapped.

So he turned around and threw himself to the ground, shouting loudly: "The enemy has gone around outside."

His guess was correct, but his reminder was too slow. When dozens of elite soldiers were stunned and turned their guns in a hurry, Xia Ming and others had already rushed to them and lost the best defense opportunity. At the same time, the crisp gunshots cut through the rain sky late at night again.

Lin Haoxuan and his friends stuck the enemy's body with their left hand and rushed directly into the room with a short gun in their right hand.

Bullets flew over again in the unrecognizable house. As soon as they met, five or six elite troops from the Intelligence Department fell in pools of blood. What's a pity was that they didn't even see the enemy clearly. Then both sides quickly hid in the bunker they found, handed over in a short hand, and fired each other again.

At this time, the power of the Xia Ming brothers' gunshots appeared.

Bullets were shot out of their guns, as if they had eyes, and they could hit the target accurately. At the beginning of the battle, he only fired five shots, but five people fell to the ground screaming. Such a perfect shot of guns put great psychological pressure on the enemy.

Even the outburst of a fight has become an adventure.

Seeing that he was suppressed by the other party, the two members of the Intelligence Department were eager to win the merits, so they hugged and wanted to go around the door to attack Lin Haoxuan and the others. As a result, just after turning over the tattered sofa, a row of bullets came out of the ground. The two of them were shot, their ankles became soft, and they fell to the ground.

Seeing that his own people were injured, they fell to the center of the fire exchange between the two sides, and struggled with pain. Two elite intelligence officers jumped over the sofa and tried to pull the injured companion back for treatment. As a result, after a burst of gunfire, they followed the footsteps of the former, and were shot on both calves and collapsed on the ground.

They howled, and even threw the gun away without even realizing it.

When the little leader of the Intelligence Department saw him, four more people were injured by the other party, and they were located in the center of the fire exchange, and they were at risk of being killed at any time. "It's too much to deceive!"

Song Minzhe, beside him, quickly grabbed the little leader and shouted in a deep voice: "What are you doing? Don't be impulsive!" As he said that, he shouted to the others: "Everyone stays in place, don't move anyone, try to hide his feet behind the cover, and don't show his head."

Everyone who encountered the mutation had a backbone and quickly moved their bodies as Song Minzhe said.

The little leader of the Intelligence Department shook his arm with an astonishing temper, shaking Song Minzhe with his hand away, and even asked regardless of his prominent identity: "Why don't you let me save them? If you are greedy for life and fear death, stay here. If we execute the diehard in the intelligence, we will be ready to die."

Song Minzhe said in disapproval toward Lin Haoxuan's hidden crossbow mouth, "The enemy could have killed four of them, but they did not do this. What is the purpose? Of course, they want to lead us to the bait. If you rush out hastily, the fate will be the same as theirs."

The little leader of the Intelligence Department clenched his fist and looked at the four people.

As Song Minzhe said, they were all shot in both legs, and the blood made their trouser legs soaked. While moaning in pain, they crawled towards their own camp. The distance of just a few meters seemed to be as far as hundreds of kilometers, and Lin Haoxuan and others never killed them.

He pounded heavily on the ground, gritting his teeth and said, "It's so sinister!"

Seeing that the enemy was huddled and his hair was not revealed, Xia Ming shouted sarcastically: "Damn it, come out, don't hide and bury your intelligence department's name. Aren't you coming to kill us? Why are you all bastards now?"

These words were very humiliating, and the elites of the Intelligence Department immediately became in a state of turmoil.

Xia Ming felt the other party's momentum and struck while the iron was hot and spoke again: "A turtle shrank!"

The famous enemy couldn't hold it back, so he raised the gun and shot Xia Ming, who was shouting. Xia Yuan, who was waiting for the opportunity, took the lead and pulled the trigger. The bullet roared and hit the enemy's wrist. The other party screamed and fell to the ground, covered his wrist and howled, and the gun also slid out.

Xia Yuan didn't give him a chance to breathe.

Another shot at the enemy's thigh, which was sitting in a slump, the other party screamed again and bounced up like a rabbit. The gunshot sounded clearly again. The enemy, who was originally shouting in the air, stopped abruptly. A big hole was left in his chest, and blood flowed out.

Song Minzhe took a deep breath and shouted sternly: "No movement is allowed!"

The opponent's shooting skills and tacit understanding are far beyond your own comparison. If you attack rashly, you will be killed. Now you can only fight with the opponent for a long time. He believes that the longer the confrontation, the less courage Lin Haoxuan and others will be.

After all, they don’t know if Yuwen Moqi has any reinforcements.

When the elites on both sides heard Song Minzhe's orders and saw the scene of their brother's tragic death, they all hid themselves without a trace, making Xia Ming and the others unable to do anything. Xia Ming asked Lin Haoxuan: "Young Master Qi, the enemy is all like a turtle, what should we do now?"

Lin Haoxuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then let Tianguang and the wanderer come over.

He whispered a few words to the two of them, and they immediately exited the door carefully. In Xia Ming's surprise, Tianguang and Youzi moved a small gas tank for hot pot from the next door. Although the size was only similar to watermelon, if it exploded, it would be enough to destroy half of the hall.

But when Xia Ming reached out to help drag it over, a speechless bitter smile appeared on his face.

He leaned against Lin Haoxuan and held the gas tank, and spoke in a voice that only two people could hear: "Sir Qi, there is not much gas in this tank, it cannot reach the explosion density, and it will not work if it is smashed out. If it is better, it can hurt two or three people. If it is not better, it is purely fireworks."

Lin Haoxuan smiled softly but did not answer. He waved his hand and asked him to twist the small gas tank open the valve, and then pushed it hard towards the enemy camp. The stimulating smell shocked Song Minzhe and the others. They rushed towards the windows one after another, completely ignoring the common sense that there would be no explosion when the gas density was insufficient.

Just as they stood up, Lin Haoxuan and his guns fired again. After this round of intensive shooting, the group of Cen's gunmen and intelligence-executed die-hard die-hard die-hard die-hard die-hard left, leaving only a few fish that escaped the net, relying on the last bunker to resist.

Xia Ming then suddenly realized and praised him sincerely: "It turned out that it was not blowing them up, but scaring them!"

Lin Haoxuan chuckled and patted his shoulder, then shouted to Song Minzhe and the others: "Don't resist anymore. Today I'm in a good mood and let you live. Go back and tell Yuwen Moqi that if you want to kill me next time, you will press the elite up at the same time. In this way, batches of impact are purely sent to death."
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