At this moment, the farm was in chaos. The Chinese were running from all directions with some light and softness to the cellar from all directions. The black people in the farm were shouting like headless flies and ran around, and even colliding with each other and rolling into the mud.

Some people dragged their heavy and huge luggage while moving their steps hard, begging someone to help. Although Director Hao tried his best to maintain order and tried to speed up the transfer, there were many people who were dragging their legs regardless of everything.

"There are more people you have killed than you have seen!"

Li Bai held the 95 style with a cold face.

Fish is what I want; bear's paw is what I want.

You cannot get both, so you can just take the hot pot with fish and bear's paws!

As a true fan of hot pot, who dares to disturb himself enjoying hot pot? This matter is endless!

If it weren't for the fact that Li Bai had a gun in his hand and looked like he was not approaching the stranger, maybe someone had rushed up to try to rob the car and escape.

Fatty Sun: “…”

What does it mean more than I have seen?

This bragging person, who don’t know, thinks it’s a big devil who kills people like a terrible person?

Where did so many people kill you?

Must be playing online games?

If you eat chicken, just say it straight, and it will be scrupulous to make people unable to understand.

Lao Heichaka Abalutta shivered for no reason. He suddenly felt that Li Bai was even more dangerous than both parties who were fighting to death outside.

I'm going back to Ethiopia, I'm going home!

He glanced at the military jeep outside the door and said, "Why don't we run in the car! It's still time to run now!"

There were four people at the scene, and it was more than enough to get into the military jeep.

The interior space of military jeep is more spacious than that of civilian jeep. Not to mention riding four people, even six people will not be under any pressure.

"Chaka, do you want to be a deserter?"

Fatty Sun screamed in surprise, "It's so unauthentic!"

"When people are fighting, why do we still need to get involved? Of course, we need to go as far as we are!"

Lao Hei was almost crying. He heard from his cousin that the number of people on both sides of the war this time was almost a thousand, not only artillery, but also armored vehicles. There was no small-scale encounter where two shots were fired, but a serious war to kill a life and death. It was completely imagined that if you dare to rebel from the government army, there was no ignorant small tribe, and it must be a powerful force on one side!

No matter how strong the farm's cellar is, it shouldn't be able to stop the shells, right?

Chaka, who had never seen a cellar, thought so naturally. No matter how strong the crypt is, it is just a pit. A shell was applied to the top, and it was a ready-made grave. There was no place to escape, and it was all about killing and burying.

It’s easier to save trouble, but he doesn’t want to!

"Run? Can you run over shells?"

Sun Nanzheng didn't think this was a good idea.

Modern warfare is mainly mechanized movements. Who can run away with just two legs? The little pickup truck ran around on the African roads. Now even shells fell into the farm. They drove their military jeeps in dark eyes. Maybe there is a high probability that they will crash into the battlefield directly. It would be better to listen to Director Hao’s words and hide in the cellar bunker and wait for the battle outside before talking about it.

In any case, the cellar on the farm is stronger than any building on the ground.

Not to mention, the cement layer half a foot thick on the surface is two meters deep, and the final is a layer of gravel and soil more than one foot thick, and the prefabricated reinforced concrete slab and moisture-proof film. The bottom is the constant temperature and humidity kiln.

As long as it is not a special ground-based bullet, under normal circumstances, it is still no problem to carry a few ordinary shells.

"Are you really not leaving?"

Chaka was not convinced by Fatty Sun. He was a native of Africa and naturally knew how cruel the war was.

Once the farm is broken by both sides, the Chinese may be able to save their lives with their skin color, but he, a local, may not be so lucky. What's more, he has a cousin of the government army. If he is caught by the ** armed forces, he may be slaughtered on the spot. Even if it falls into the hands of the government army's "owners", you must know that the government army is not a solid part. Although his life can be saved, it is inevitable that he will be blackmailed.

In Somalia, the military bandits are not just about talking about it. You can tell by looking at his own cousin. Once it is profitable, it will definitely be ignored by relatives.

Fatty Sun knew what Lao Hei was afraid of, so he immediately comforted him: "Of course I won't leave, it's safer here. Chaka, don't worry, we can definitely guarantee your safety!"

Chaka showed a smile that was even worse than crying, and he still insisted: "Li Bai, can you lend me your car? Or I can buy it or return a new one to you."

At this critical moment, whether the Chinese people can run away or not, they can’t care about so many things, and they have to find a way to escape first.

Bang!

A huge muffled sound came from outside, and even the ground was shaken violently. You could even see mud and seedlings flying into the air in the distance.

The cannon is getting closer and closer, and it may fall into a small village in the middle of the farm at any time.

Only two or three kittens were left, roaring out of the corner, running wildly. They were the fish that escaped the net during the concentrated transfer process. They had been lucky before, but now there was no need to urge them. The explosion of shells scared all these guys and fled to the cellar with their heads in their arms.

Director Hao and Accountant Dong, who had hung the national flag outside, ran back bravely in the rain. When they saw Li Bai and others still staying in the room, they had no intention of leaving. They immediately urged anxiously: "What are you still standing there? Come with me to the cellar!"

The entire village, which had been in chaos for more than ten minutes, was already gone.

Because the Chinese used coercive measures, those black men who were in troubled will reluctantly gather in an orderly manner in the cellar, and many large and small bags of luggage were discarded from the mud outside.

If you obey the command from the beginning, you would not have been abandoned in the open air and allowed to be blown by the wind and rain. When the bandits rushed over, they were all packing for the robbers!

"Let's go, don't be stunned!"

Fatty Sun pushed the hesitant Chaka. Where did the killing in the casino go decisively?!

"Huh? Good guy, 95! It's just right here, I'm more sure now!"

Only then did Director Hao focus on Li Bai's hand and involuntarily took a breath of air conditioning.

The farm that has been run so far is certainly not an unarmed soft persimmon, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the local black people who were cheating. He secretly bought a few guns, that is, two or three guns with severe wear, two shotguns and three pistols, only more than a thousand bullets, all in the hands of Chinese employees themselves. No gun or a bullet dared to hand over to those mortal black people. What he was afraid of was those guys who secretly turned their guns and shot them.

Although there is no shortage of money and you can buy more guns, you are afraid of causing bad misunderstandings among nearby villages and tribes, so you have not equipped more weapons yet.

Those old and old guns are no match for the new Type 95 in Li Bai's hand. Now one more gun means more deterrent power, which can make both sides of the war have some concerns.

Among all the active gunmen in the world, no rifle can be more friendly to novices than the 95 produced in China.

Even a teenage girl can easily control this rifle and can also shoot very accurately.

The three elements of fast start, small recoil, high accuracy, strong lethality, and stable, accurate and ruthless are definitely the favorite of newcomers and the magic weapon of explosive soldiers.

After looking at the reaction of Director Hao, Fatty Sun went to look at Li Bai again. He thought about it carefully and couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and quickly said, "Li Bai, you should get this gun for me!"

He felt that the gun was completely useless in Li Bai's hands, and it was no different from a fire stick. It was better to hold it yourself, so no matter how you did, you would not insult the rifle.

"Xiao Sun, please let me get it. My marksmanship is better than you!"

The 95-style is in Li Bai's hands, and there is also an animal husbandry expert Lao Mi. Among the three people participating in the same training camp, his shooting results are higher than those of Fatty Sun.

As for Li Bai's shooting skills, even the instructor gave up.

This guy picked up the gun and pulled the trigger, and then the next thing was just a joke.

This 95 style that has become an important firepower output is better than Li Bai's hands.

"I'll get it!"

Accountant Dong suddenly inserted it in.

"What are you here to get?"

Lao Mi and Fatty Sun stared at each other.

What do you want to do?!

"I, I'll get it, get the hot pot!"

Accountant Dong suddenly had a strong desire to survive, and he didn't feel it was too hot. He picked up the pull ring on the side of the hot pot and grinned and picked up most of the soup. It weighed at least 17 or pounds. He lifted it steadily, and didn't even shake a drop of soup.

As a Shuchuan native, he is also a true fan of hot pot, so there is nothing wrong with this wave of operation.

Although I didn’t get the gun, I didn’t suffer any loss when I got the hot pot.

"Don't argue, just let Xiao Li hold the gun."

Director Hao didn't understand what he said. He only saw the two fighting for the right to hold guns on the surface and neglecting Li Bai himself. This was a bit impolite.

"no!"

Mi Jun and Sun Nanzheng shook their heads against each other.

They fought for a long time just to prevent the gun from being placed in Li Bai's hands and ruining things.

"Why can't it work? Isn't the gun his?"

Director Hao thought the two of them had a bit ridiculous argument. There were no sharpshooters here, so isn't they the same in anyone's hands?

If they can really shoot one shot at a time, the two sides fighting outside will not be worried about it. Letting more than a dozen will make them retreat.

"Li Bai's marksmanship..."

When it comes to this, Fatty Sun is inevitably weird.

Lao Mi on the other side also laughed.

"Puff puff puff!"
Chapter completed!