Kurt felt like he was going crazy.

what's the situation?

I just sent away a wave of attacks, and I haven't slept well yet, but there was another wave.

What are you taking me for?

Is it a public toilet?

Come as you like, leave as you like!

Holding a small pistol and wearing only a pair of underwear, Kurt curled up in the corner of the wall, carefully opened the curtain and looked out.

Seeing an armored vehicle rampage in the courtyard wantonly, massacring his subordinates, Kurt wanted to cry without tears.

He is a new gang in the border area, and he has not recruited many men, let alone able to fight. As a result, those subordinates were almost killed and wounded in the first wave of attacks. The only thing left now is his hardcore confidant, and I will be reimbursed for all my eyes.

Fortunately, I still have support.

At the thought of support, Kurt felt like a knife in his heart. The elite killers of the Gabriel family, TMD is a group of uncles...no...a group of ancestors.

Because in the first wave of attacks, there were casualties among them, and because they couldn't even leave the other side's body, these elite killers of the Gabriel family went wild.

This is a bitter Kurt, giving money and a woman.

If it wasn't for his wife's old age and declining appearance, Kurt would have wanted to contribute to his wife.

But even so, Kurt still sent his sister out, and casually caught up with his just 16-year-old daughter, so as to calm the violent uncles.

Now Kurt can only pray for his sister and daughter, not to serve those uncles too comfortably, don't make them have the energy to get out of bed now.

Kurt thinks too much. The dozen or so big men are not ordinary gang thugs. They are all former special soldiers from various countries who have gone through rigorous military training.

Although life has indeed fallen a lot after joining the Gabriel family, he still maintains a very high level of vigilance.

So at the same moment the armored vehicles rushed into the manor, they all got up one after another, took up their weapons, and were ready for battle.

It's a pity that when they just rushed out of their residence, they looked up and saw a person standing on top of the opposite wall, carrying a black, round, long and thick cylinder, looking around.

This person is Sharon.

He was worried that he could not find the target to shoot. He looked at a group of big men who rushed out of a small building with guns, and a shot was directed at the small building apart from anything else.

Tekken: The German HASAG company developed during World War II. It is an anti-tank rocket launcher known as "tank killer", but it is more used to fight helicopters and attack fortresses. After all, it has a louder slogan-RPG!

Although official production has been discontinued in name, in fact this kind of rocket launcher with a large volume and a high cost performance is still active on the battlefield of large file size and small file size all over the world.

Even if you are a gang, you still love this thing.

For example, the former leader of the Tum family, the carry handle of Sangxi City and surrounding towns and slums, and the lover who likes to be carved by human bodies-Huck, also collected several.

It happened to be all cheap to Sharon.

These elites of the Gabriel family, former special forces from various countries, just came out of the room and saw a ball of fire flying towards them.

With the sound of "Fack", the small building exploded.

Looking at the upper half of the small building shrouded in flames, I then looked at the few big men who jumped from the second floor when the explosion happened.

Xie Lun drew another ammunition from behind, inserted it into the cylinder, and then sent another round to the first floor of the small building.

He died before leaving the teacher, which made the hero tears full of tears!

More than a dozen elites of the Gabriel family, who opened up their positions, put up their shapes, and laid out their positions, how could they withstand the attack of hundreds of ordinary soldiers, but they were so confused that they were wiped out by Xie Lun with two RPGs. .

This shows what?

This fully shows that the mixed gangs did not end well!

"Is this done?"

Xie Lun still had some ideas, but he was carrying three shells on his back. In the end, only two shots were fired, and the battle ended?

Listening to the gunfire on Rambo's side, it gradually weakened. It is estimated that this old tough guy can basically kill almost everything.

Then, adhering to the principle of not wasting, Xie Lun drew the last cannonball and raised his hand to face the burning building again.

With a "bang", the small building completely collapsed.

There were originally several elites who avoided the two RPG explosions and were desperately moving outwards. As a result, with Sharon's frenzied third RPG, they were completely buried under the ruins of the small building.

Looking at the fire outside the window, Kurt's face turned pale. He knew very well that all the hope he had imagined had been buried in that sea of ​​fire.

Soon, Kurt heard gunshots in the villa where he lived, and it was clear that the enemy had invaded the villa.

Kurt squeezed the pistol, the elites of the Gabriel family were wiped out, and the wine and rice bags under his own were even more useless.

Sure enough, in the past ten minutes, the door of his bedroom was kicked open from the outside. Kurt used the bed as a cover and fired several shots outside the door.

It was a pity that there was no one outside, but the glass window behind him shattered, and a figure flew in the air, kicking Kurt from the side of the bed to the side of the bed.

"The little gang is the little gang, it's much easier than Huck's side."

Xie Lun moved his neck, strode forward, picked up Kurt who had been kicked by him, abruptly dragged it out of the window, and threw it on the lawn outside.

Then Rambo replaced Monica from the driving position, drove the armored car himself, and ran over Kurt with a roar.

Listening to the "creak" under the wheels, Monica turned pale and got into Xie Lun's arms. Xie Lun patted her back gently, and asked warmly, "How about waiting for the braised pork to go back?"

Although Monica didn't know what kind of dish "braised pork" was, she couldn't help but rushed to the side and threw up when she only needed the word "meat".

Xie Lun smirked, and Rambo drove an armored car covered with red and white things and slowly stopped in front of him: "Okay, everything is up, it's time to go!"

"You can go, you have to change the car. It's too conspicuous to drive this thing." Xie Lun pointed to the garage not far away, "I just saw a few Hummers parked over there, they look pretty good."

The walkie-talkie in this first car suddenly rang: "Someone...help..."

With a murmur, communication was interrupted.

The expressions of Xie Lun and Rambo became cold in an instant, and they heard it, and the speaker was Zelaya.

These two evil spirits just pushed two gangs' nests and killed at least one hundred militants. This is not enough, I didn't expect someone to send it to the door now.

Xie Lun turned over the car and "clicked" to put the heavy machine gun on again. Rambo kicked the accelerator, and the armored car roared and rushed out like a mad Beast.

"Um?"

Monica, who was vomiting while leaning on the wall, stared blankly at the back of the armored car in the distance.

"I'll rub, two big brothers, have you forgotten something?"

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