C590 Borrowing the Power of the People

They were so surprised that the dog rushed over.

The dog had come with his family's hatred. Like a whirlwind, he came in front of them and bit at them.

When a group of bandits were dealing with this fellow, it was not to the extent where they were willing to surrender. Their spears and machetes were swung.

At this moment, a deafening sound of bullets could be heard.

Under the bright helmet, Huang revealed a pair of iron-faced emotionless eyes. They were fierce, domineering, mighty, and fearless.

Holding a machine gun in his hand, he first fired at those people.

After firing, he didn't even look at them before firing at the wall.

Yellow Root Pillar, he was born to be a battle expert. He didn't have much experience dealing with enemies in the dark, but it worked.

He directly fired at the wall, which was more than a meter tall. He jogged, held his gun with both hands, and the bullets made popping sounds on the wall.

This was a machine gun, two different things from ordinary submachine guns and rifles. It had a strong penetrating power, and there would always be a few bullets that went through it.

Not only that, the bullets hit the wall and made it tremble.

"Iron, I'm coming, he said. I'm Yellow Root Pillar. . . " Along the way, he was worried all the way until he finally saw his brothers. All of Old Yellow's emotions burst out. He shouted loudly, which was extremely shocking.

The female dog on the ground was on her last breath when she saw Huang Guzhu's appearance from afar. That was the fierce-looking face behind the muzzle of the gun. She instinctively pulled her neck back.

He really didn't know. . . Did this crafty guy regret meeting this fierce man?

Although Pierre and the others in the east could vaguely see the yellow pillar, that kind of shock, that kind of deafening feeling. . . It scared them so much that their expressions became serious, and everyone felt threatened.

Helen, who was in the house, saw that a guy in the west had been shot in the stomach and fell down. She immediately called a bandit over and firmly covered the unlucky guy's mouth.

He curled up in the corner, covered his ears with both hands, and said angrily, "Wake up. He's alone, and those people can't do it anymore. They're all a bunch of trash. "

The gunshots finally stopped.

When Huang Yuanzhu saw Chen Tie and the rest hugging and hugging, his heart was filled with indescribable excitement. However, when he saw that his brothers were all injured, Huang glared angrily again. Just as he was about to attack forcefully, he suddenly looked towards the south and said hesitantly, "Qiang Zi, how are Qiang Zi and the rest?"

When he mentioned Xiao Qiang Bing, he briefly explained the situation over there to Chen Tie. The team members around him originally felt that there was a great hope. Now, it seemed that Xiao Qiangbing and the others had difficulty escaping. They could not help but fall into disappointment once again.

At this moment, they heard someone shout loudly from the row of houses:

"China team members, listen up. You can't take those hostages away. They are all under our guns. I will give you ten seconds. You must put down your weapons, otherwise. . . "

While they were shouting, someone shot somewhere. The shot hit the truck on the west side and made an ear-piercing sound. The woman inside screamed in fear again.

They had to grab hold of this key point.

They were putting pressure on them. Pierre and the others outside calmed down and shouted loudly, telling the China team members to ensure the safety of the hostages.

"Iron, what's the situation with the hostages?" Yellow Root Pillar quickly asked about the situation in the western car.

Chen Tie's face was sullen as he helplessly said:

"There are twenty to thirty people up there. They are all tied up in the driver's seat and in the car. There should be explosives. . . "

Huang Guzhu's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. After all, the car in the west could explode at any time.

No wonder the team members looked like that.

When he entered, Huang Yuanzhu realized that the situation was much more complicated than he had imagined. Just relying on charging and breaking through enemy lines was simply not enough.

The two of them were somewhat speechless.

At this moment, they heard a commotion from the crowd outside.

The withered tree skin had brought a few hundred villagers over. It looked like there were still some who had rushed over. Each of them held a stick and a machete, looking very aggressive.

When he entered the village just now, Xiao Qiangbing found a place with a signal to encourage him and directly called Secretary-General Joseph of the presidential palace.

The current situation in Kenny City was urgent. President Hussein basically stayed in the command hall all day long to wait for the situation. Once he heard that there was progress here, he immediately expressed his stance: As long as there is any support here, do your best.

The matter that Xiao Qiangbing said is not troublesome. Ask Joseph and Withered Tree Skin to speak a few words.

After Joseph spoke his identity, especially with his mouth full of Mandarin English, the withered tree bark instantly changed its appearance. It bowed its head and bowed in a respectful manner. It was a sign of determination.

Although he had some connections with the bandits in private, once he heard that this was a high-ranking official of the presidential palace, the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

In fact, for ordinary bandits, it was an honor to receive rewards and praise from the presidential palace.

After Joseph finished speaking, Chief Niles, who was next to him, knew that Xiao Qiangbing was leading the team. He immediately felt alive. He took the phone and chatted with the withered skin.

"Mr. Village Chief, I am Chief Niles of the police station. First, I would like to express my respect to you. I heard that you are bringing the villagers to assist the police. Please rest assured, the police will express their condolences to you. . . "

There was no doubt about this dried tree skin at all.

He already knew Xiao Qiangbing's identity a long time ago. Who in the Crown Prince City didn't know about this guy? He immediately gave the order to fight with the people of the Maple Leaf Village.

Xiao Qiangbing did not object to his violent approach. As for Shui Zhiqing and Wu Yu, the situation was urgent. Besides, even the police chief was supporting them. Even if the righteous villagers attacked the illegal party, it would still be a good idea.

Liang Shuai and Fatty Liu had taught him a lot of methods. What was the most important thing when fighting? When fighting with a single soldier again, it was better not to kick him or punch him.

These guys had long legs and were running very fast. As they ran, they chopped off wooden sticks one by one.

The Taoist priest taught them that they were all bare-chested. When they saw someone wearing a shirt, they would directly hit him.

It was war!

Xiao Qianbing and the others stood at the back. They were dressed in police uniforms and had an imposing manner. Zhao Xiaoming could not stay idle. When he saw that Chekov and the others were ready to fight in the south, he grabbed Liang Shuai's loudspeaker and shouted:

"People of Maple Leaf Village, listen up. You have repeatedly carried out violent profit-making activities and violated all kinds of rules. You even dare to attack police officers. Crimes are increased. Put down your weapons, put down. . . "

He had already discussed with Chekov and the others. As he shouted, the three police cars on the other side let out the sound of sirens.

For a moment, the sirens rang. Zhao Xiaoming's voice lingered in the air. The dried tree skin stood behind the crowd and supervised the battle sternly. "Children, get rid of them. Take revenge. This place will be our territory from now on. Let's do it. "

A rare scene of group fights had appeared. It made Fatty Liu and the others feel itchy in their hearts. If they rushed forward and fought for a while, it would definitely be satisfying.

However, Xiao Qiangbing was watching. An old man was lowering his head and instructing the people around him. A group of people ran out from afar, all of them holding black guns.