Wind Rises in Dragon City

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Brother Qiu grabbed the machine gun and pressed it against Imre's head: "Made, shout! Tell them to back off!"

"Da da da!"

The gunfire from behind still didn't stop, and there were still many black state elements who ignored them and continued to fire at them.

There are still several team members under the truck who have not come up. They leaned on the truck while retreating.

The gun battle was fierce. A young man grabbed the guardrail of the pickup truck with one hand and was about to rush up when there was a bang from the diagonally opposite side. His right calf was bleeding instantly, and his whole body fell down.

"Xiao Jiang!"

The brother next to him roared, and stretched out his left hand to help his companion: "Go up, go up!"

"puff!"

A bullet shot through the young man's neck in an instant, his head was thrown backward due to inertia, the tactical bag on his back was hanging on the frame of the pickup truck, and a blood hole the size of a baby's fist leaked out of his neck. no more.

"CNM!"

Brother Qiu looked down at the brothers, roared angrily, stared at his eyes, put the machine gun on Imre's shoulder, and fired wildly at the black gangsters.

"Papa...!"

Hot bullet casings flew out with the smoothbore, and splashed on Imre's side face in a streamlined shape. The hot barrel burned his skin together instantly, and a pungent burnt smell permeated the air.

The machine gun swept across a row of bullets, Brother Qiu stopped firing, and the muzzle of the gun rushed to Imre again, shouting in English: "I will give you one last chance! Let them go! Otherwise, everyone will die together!"

Imre howled and looked at Brother Qiu. Half of his face was scorched, and the festered skin was glued together with blood, making him look horrific.

Imre looked at the muzzle of the machine gun in front of him and Brother Qiu's expression about to lose his mind, and immediately pulled his neck and shouted at Hei Bang who was chasing him: "Back back! Are you trying to kill me?"

"boom!"

A bullet hit the car floor behind Imre, leaving a crater that was still smoking.

Imre's scalp was numb. Even though he kept shouting, there were still rifles firing in his direction.

"Damn it! Are you going to kill me?" Imre's eyeballs were about to pop out, and he clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "If I die here, don't think about it, my own brother won't let me go!" Those who have passed you will kill you all when he comes back!"

This sentence is more useful, the old blacks who were chasing stopped shooting.

"Get in the car! Get in the car!" Brother Qiu was holding a machine gun, every muscle in his body was tense. While calling, he was still pulling the brother whose neck was broken, and dragged him desperately into the car .

"Buzz!"

The brother who was driving slammed on the accelerator, drove the pickup truck out of the chaotic neighborhood, and fled straight to the predetermined route.

The car galloped on the street with maximum horsepower. After about two kilometers, Brother Qiu and the others resolutely abandoned the armed pickup truck, and according to the prior arrangement, they quickly changed to a support vehicle and fled.

After changing the car, Brother Qiu sat in the compartment of the truck. He asked his subordinates to watch over Imre, while he took out his mobile phone and called An Qiqi: "Security Bureau, we've got the man, we have to go back quickly."

"Take care of the injured brother." An Qiqi was also thinking about Brother Qiu and the others: "Do what you should do. Remember, hurry up."

"Okay." Brother Qiu hung up the phone. He turned his head and glanced at Imre, who was kneeling on the ground with blood on his face, and then told Xiaoyu, "Call a brother who can speak Portuguese."

Brother Qiu tried to communicate with Imre just now, and found that his English is not good, and he can understand some of his words, but the response is stuttering, and his main language is Portuguese.

After a while, a young man who could speak Portuguese came from another car. Brother Qiu pointed at Imre and told the team member, "Tell him, let him find a way to contact his troops immediately." , Make way for the people of the Wang family. If you don’t agree, our brother was shot a few times just now, and I will use a knife to take off a few of his ribs.”

After the translator conveyed it, Imre didn't seem to understand it, and didn't say a word.

Brother Qiu grabbed Imre's face with his fingers, pressed his fingers against the wound on his face, let the blood in the wound squirt out, and roared fiercely with his eyes: "Tough guy?! Tell me, are you Tough guy? From CNM, if it falls into my hands, I can stab you for a month without letting you die!"

"No...no!" Imre kept shaking his head and shouted, "Yes... yes, we can cooperate!"

"Bitch!" Brother Qiu understood the sentence, he let go of his palm, and roughly wiped his blood-stained fingers.

…

St. Paul City, the outskirts of Patty Town.

Six military transport planes are rapidly approaching the location of the Wang family's armed forces. On one of the leading planes, the commander in charge of the airborne was holding a mobile phone and was talking to Bo Ang: "Sir, our large troops have not arrived yet. If we drop supplies now, it is very likely that the Gustav troops will be there." Intercept in mid-air."

Bo Ang replied succinctly: "If there is a possibility of being intercepted, we should pull the place where the delivery is to the outside. After the first batch of supplies is delivered, immediately let an advance force of 2,000 people airborne."

Hearing this order, the commander hesitated: "Sir...do you want to ask Chief Bruna for instructions?"

Bo Ang frowned, and his voice was powerful and concise: "For the Blackwater Legion, I am your highest officer! During the war, you don't need to ask anyone for instructions, understand? Mr. Lieutenant Colonel!"

"Yes...Your Excellency, Legion Commander!" The other party responded immediately when he heard this a little cold word.

After hanging up the phone, the advance team leader quickly ordered: "Prepare for airdrop!"

Ten kilometers away from Patty Town, six military transport planes flew across the sky.

Thirty seconds later, more than thirty containers dropped from the sky with huge triangular parachutes.

"Attention all battalions, prepare to airborne!"

The commander watched the signal feedback from the container, UU reading www. uukanshu.com clenched the walkie-talkie with his right hand, and shouted concisely.

…

São Paulo, slum streets.

While clutching his wound, Brother Qiu told the driver in charge: "Go around, there is no tail behind, and go back to the shop immediately."

"Received!" The subordinate's voice came from the earphone.

After a while, the car made two laps on the nearby road, and was about to rush to the store when Brother Qiu's phone rang again.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Brother Qiu picked up the phone.

"Brother Qiu, the store has been taken away!" But the voice of his subordinates came from the phone: "The people from the police department in Shengbao City, several brothers who were housekeepers died, and the rest were all arrested. .Alai and I ran away in the underground pipeline...!"

"Damn it!" Brother Qiu clutched his blood-stained rib wound, his face was pale, and his spirit and body were about to reach the limit of endurance.