I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Sandwich panels are called sandwich panels in China, which are commonly used materials in steel structure buildings. As the name suggests, this kind of plate is like a sandwich in a fast food restaurant. The upper and lower layers of color steel plates are less than 1 mm, and the middle is a polymer core material, which has many thicknesses.

To break open the wall made of sandwich panels, the key is to break the two layers of color steel plates; the two layers of sandwich panels inside and outside this wall of the warehouse are four layers of color steel plates in total.

There are no tools except medicine in the medicine warehouse. How can I break this sandwich panel?

François didn't hesitate, took out his gun, shouted: "Everyone go away!" Then he shot at the sandwich panel.

I have to say that François's marksmanship is very good. Several bullets were almost all concentrated in the same position, and a hole was punched in the color steel plate.

François stopped shooting and went up to look at a hole the size of an egg. The crowd applauded, eagerly looking at François who walked back to the original place, meaning to hurry up and shoot again.

However, François pushed the wall into his belt, spread his hands, and said, "There are no bullets."

Dehuche took the lead, and all the doctors sighed. There are murderous militants blocking the door, and there is a thick wall blocking the way inside. Where is the way out?

François bent over, put on a sprinting posture, screamed, and rushed towards the sandwich panel wall like a cannonball from the chamber, hitting the wall hard with his left shoulder, making a bang.

Francois was bounced back. The wall shook a few times and returned to its original state.

François continued to hit a few more times, and then hit the right shoulder a few more times.

Both shoulders are hurting, and the wall is only slightly deformed.

Dehu was very anxious: "What should I do? What should I do? Look for any tools in this warehouse."

Everyone scattered around, looking for some so-called tools, and smashing them on the wall. Some learned Francois and hit the wall. However, apart from everyone's efforts, the sandwich panel wall shook slightly, and then returned to its original state.

Dr. Mike said angrily: "Dehuche, why is your warehouse so strong!"

Dehuche was about to cry at this moment, looking at the strongest François, and roaring: "François, find a way, you are a special soldier, you are a mercenary, you can fly planes, tanks and warships. Everything will work, hurry up and help, hurry up..." As he said, he sat down on the ground.

No one laughed at him. Live a good life, suddenly disaster fell from the sky, and was blocked by militants in my warehouse. What a shame!

At this time, Chen Ling still remained calm. From the moment he said "destroy this wall", he found an empty shelf and started to do it. Time waits for no one, as long as the militants outside the door recover, they will immediately separate their hands and enter the warehouse.

There are many such shelves in the warehouse, all made of steel, just like the shelves in the supermarket, they are used to stack various medicines and make full use of the warehouse space.

This kind of shelf is screwed together. Chen Ling has no tools and can only use his fingers to unscrew it. He deliberately selected an empty shelf, put it on the ground, and then began to dismantle the shelf with his bare hands.

At this time, several of Chen Ling's fingers were worn out and bleeding, and what he wanted was also taken apart-an angle steel.

Chen Ling took the angle steel, stood in front of the wall, then lifted the angle steel with both hands, and fiercely inserted it into the hole that François had just made!

There was no bang bang bang, but a piercing sound, which was a sound penetrating the steel plate. The angle steel was inserted into the edge of the hole and penetrated the first layer of sandwich panel!

François had already noticed Chen Ling's movements, and could not help but shout: "Awesome!"

With that said, he also turned to the shelf where Chen Ling was dismantled, and dismantled an angle steel.

Chen Ling continued to do piercing, piercing, piercing, using continuous piercing holes, like embroidery, to pierce a row of more than one meter high holes on the wall.

François also drew on the gourd and pierced the other side.

But his piercing speed and efficiency are not as good as Chen Ling. Chen Ling has one hole at a time, and the continuous holes are arranged in a straight line, like embroidery; François does not always penetrate a hole, nor does the hole that he penetrates line up in a straight line, like a hole.

Soon, the outline of a doorway appeared on the wall.

Chen Ling yelled: "François, don't make the hole, let's knock this away together."

After finishing speaking, he threw the angle steel on the ground, backed up a few steps, and hit the door drawn with the hole just like François.

The door is open!

François went up and pulled the "door panel" out: "Chen, hurry up and continue drilling!"

Dehuche and others saw Chen Ling and François show their talents, and hoped, they stopped sitting and waited to die, and gathered around to help.

There were intensive gunshots outside the warehouse door, and it was supposed that the gendarmes from running had arrived.

The pain in Chen Ling's mind became stronger and stronger, and he knew that the danger was approaching. The militants outside the door may have been reorganized.

As long as they guard the entrance of the warehouse, and then come in a group of people to meet their accomplices in the sewers, their group will be killed by them all.

Chen Ling raised the angle steel, sturdy vigor, and moved faster than before. He pierced a row of holes in a few seconds. At the same time, François only pierced and twisted two holes.

The continuous high-intensity puncture made François unable to catch up.

"François, go and stare outside, think of a way to stop them for a minute, and I will break the wall." Chen Ling's tone was hurried and his command was clear.

François was not afraid, clutching the angle steel, and said to Chen Ling: "Hurry up, I will stop them." Then he walked into the darkness.

Chen Ling glanced at him and didn't say much. At this time, his arms were also sore, and his hands were cracking and bleeding.

Dehuche also held an angle in his hand and squatted on the ground. He is usually pampered and doesn't like to exercise, so he can't help at all at this time.

Chen Ling glanced at him and Dr. Mike, pointed to the sewer manhole cover next to him, and said, "Go and push the shelf to press this manhole cover. They are underneath and are about to come out."

In order to prevent theft, the manhole cover was designed to be opened only from the top, but not from the bottom.

After the militants at the door of the warehouse were restrained, they notified their accomplices in the sewer and used various tools to destroy the manhole cover, and Chen Ling immediately noticed it.

Making arrangements, Chen Ling raised the angle steel to continue the puncture.

Chen Ling is not strong enough to make a hole with two stabbings. With each stabbing, the wound on his hand bleeds. Chen Ling gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his fingers and palms.

At this time, he was also punching holes as hard as François, and he was no longer embroidering like the heavy lifting at the beginning.

Suddenly, light came from the entrance of the warehouse. The small door was opened, and a figure appeared at the door, holding a spear.

He is a militant who speaks wow wow wow. The warehouse was dark, he didn't dare to enter rashly, and asked his accomplices to bring the flashlight.

Another militant held a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, complaining that his comrades were timid, and stepped into the warehouse with one foot.

A figure flashed out, and the militants who were firing the torch did not react. The gun with one hand was dragged away, and then a butt was placed on the bridge of the nose. Colorful bursts burst out in front of him, and he fainted.

The militants who followed were timid and quick to react. They stepped back subconsciously, pulled the trigger, without knowing their heads, and most of them fell on the militants in front.

After taking the gun, François ducked behind the door, kicked it on the small door, and the warehouse became dark again.

During this process, François is indeed the omnipotent former special soldier in Dehuche's mouth.

François shouted loudly: "Everyone turns off their hands, don't reveal their position!"

The armed forces outside the warehouse mobilized their vitality and shot wildly at the small door. They had been trapped by the military police, only to enter the warehouse and escape through the sewer.

Chen Ling was not affected by the changes in light or gunshots. He was panting hard, and with his last strength, he punched the last few holes.

With a cry, Chen Ling threw the angle steel on the ground, took a few breaths, and shouted, "François, step back, open the door." He again called Dehuche and the others to come over.

François ran over from the shadows with the spear seized from the armed men on his back, shouting: "I'll open the door!"

The tower-like body slammed into it.

The wall is broken! Everyone cheered.

Da Da Da, a burst of gunfire. The small door of the warehouse was reopened, and the militants rushed in and fired into the darkness.

Ah-a scream, someone was shot!

When the militants heard the screams, they focused their firepower and fired at this side, and the bullets flew around.

Suddenly dangerous!

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