Chapter 127

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

He turned back to cover the window and said to the beauty and Bai Xiaosan, "hide here and don't go out!" then he pulled out his type 92 pistol, tiptoed like a cat, tried not to make a sound, and quickly ran out of the yard along the corridor connecting each room of the police station.

With a bang, a bullet hit the wall behind Shi Dazhuang.

Shi Dazhuang jumped forward and rolled, hiding behind the post. Then he quickly returned a shot to the place where the gun had just fired.

There came a muffled hum, followed by muttering curses and a series of gunshots. Bullets puffed on the pillar where he was hiding, and a lot of debris broke up.

Shi Dazhuang recognized the accent of Myanmar and Vietnam. As he expected, a small number of domestic criminal gangs do not have the courage to attack the police station with guns, and only overseas criminals are so bold because they have a way out. As long as you leave the country, you can't take them.

But Shi Dazhuang didn't expect that the group still had assault rifles. It was heard that at least two AK were firing at him at the same time. Moreover, the opponent is very old-fashioned. Instead of blindly beating, he adopts the way of spot shooting suppression, which makes him unable to leave his current position. Someone else should be coming from the flank.

It must be muka's people. I just don't know if muka will come in person. Unfortunately, there is not even a picture of muka in the police data.

Shi Dazhuang has only a type 92 pistol in his hand, with only 15 rounds of bullets in a full magazine. Without knowing the number and location of the opponent, he must try to save bullets.

He came to South Yunnan to meet Yu Meimei, not on business, so he didn't bring a gun. Peng Jiahu left the gun to him to prevent accidents. Although it was against discipline, Shi Dazhuang couldn't manage so much about the hotel explosion.

The sudden gunfire aroused Shi Dazhuang's fighting spirit, as if he had returned to his days as a soldier. For an excellent scout, no matter how difficult the situation is, let alone a few bandits in front of him.

He put the gun in his waist, inhaled, clasped his fingers in the groove of the corridor column, and climbed up the top beam of the corridor along the column. He hung upside down on the top of the corridor and moved five or six meters to the side like a spider. The eaves covered his figure, and the bandits were still shooting at the pillars.

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

The gangster with AK found him, and the bullet poured towards him.

Shi Dazhuang rolled on the spot, dodged the bullet and rolled behind a nearby stone pier. He saw three gangsters, two with AK and the other with pistol.

The three bandits probably also learned his power. They didn't dare to take risks easily and began to retreat while fighting. They were very organized when they retreated. One was shooting with an AK, and the other two ran back. The two aks were suppressed in turn, making Shi Dazhuang unable to fight back effectively.

The bandits withdrew to the gate of the police station. There's a pickup truck parked there.

You 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 was difficult to catch up with them. They just need to run in the direction of the border. Unless surrounded by a large number of police, it is too difficult to stop them from crossing in the rainforest.

We have to hold them!

The gunfire here can spread far away. In addition to the police station, the town government will ask ruihekou for help after they find that the police station has been attacked. In two hours, the special police of ruihekou will come.

Of course, Shi Dazhuang didn't expect that the armed helicopter of the special police brigade of baoteng Municipal Bureau has set out at the moment. If you come directly to him, you can arrive in less than an hour. Of course, the rescue target of the helicopter is not him, but Peng Jiahu, who is experiencing a near death at the moment.

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Three team members were lost in the blink of an eye, and Peng Jiahu was bleeding in his heart. He didn't know whether Si Mao had time to send the rescue signal. If not, it would be really difficult to clean up today.

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

"Shit! This is not drug trafficking, this is aggression!" Peng Jiahu scolded and estimated the situation. Now the only way to survive is to run deep into the jungle and use complex terrain to cover circuitous operations. This was a trick used by drug traffickers to avoid the police, but now it's their turn to use it.

Because the communication equipment is on the car of Si Mao, now the car is bombed, and the headset is useless.

Peng Jiahu pulled off the earphone cable and shouted to Sanzi, who was more than ten meters away from him, "get out! Get out of the rain forest! I'll cover!"

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

The three sons here obviously heard his orders and began to run into the forest, avoiding bullets through dense trunk. After running for some time, he began to fight back at the bandits to give Peng Jiahu time to get out.

Peng Jiahu immediately got up and ran to the dense forest. From the corner of his eye, he saw a bandit kneeling down with a rocket launcher on his shoulder.

"Fuck him, do you still want to come?" he scolded, walked an s in the oblique direction and shouted to Sanzi, "lie down!"

Sanzi quickly crawled to the ground, and a rocket came roaring and hit the tree trunk he had just leaned against, blew up a huge fireball, and the dead leaves in the forest were blown up.

Peng Jiahu didn't have time to take care of the three sons. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the flying leaves and the smoke of gunpowder, he covered it from the side, saw the opportunity and shot the guy who had just released the rocket and was elated.

Of course, he had expected that there would be a series of retaliatory bullets coming towards him, so after shooting, he had no time to confirm whether he killed his opponent and immediately rolled into a ditch.

He lay down in the ditch looking for Sanzi's figure and didn't dare to shout.

At this time, the bandits, probably because of the loss of a person, became careful and did not dare to force them up too boldly. The two sides fell into a brief stalemate.

Sanzi finally showed his head from behind a tree and gestured that he was okay. Peng Jiahu let go and made a gesture to continue to retreat.

The third son retreated and Peng Jiahu shot for cover. Then, the three sons covered and Peng Jiahu retreated. After running several times like this, the woods were getting denser and denser, and it was dark. In front of me, I couldn't see anything except the faint shadow of the trees.

The two sides stopped the fire as if they had reached a tacit understanding.

After a while, there was a motor in the woods. Peng Jiahu concluded that this was not their car. It sounded like a Ford F-150 off-road pickup.

Peng Jiahu breathed out and threw away the last empty cartridge clip. He was glad that if it was later, he would be almost out of bullets.