Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat

  Chapter 263 Surrounded

   After entering the factory area, the two fighters groped forward along the wall of the factory building.

   Soon, beside the wall of the factory building close to the direction of the battlefield, a figure was found looking towards the direction of the battlefield with a ladder on it.

   Fortunately, the abnormal situation inside was discovered in time, otherwise, Fang Lang and others would have entered the attack range of this person as long as they continued to move forward for about ten meters.

  If he notices Fang Lang, who is tightly protected in the middle, it only takes one shot, and the matter is over.

   The two fighters looked at each other, and secretly said it was a fluke.

  The two of them approached one from the left and the other from the right, grabbed the man's leg and dragged it down, only to hear an "ah", the figure by the wall fell directly to the ground.

  A revolver that the opponent had been holding in his hand, slid out five meters away with a "bang".

  Two fighters took advantage of each other's fall, controlled each other's hands and twisted them behind their backs, crushing each other to the ground.

  The man couldn't move. He wanted to scream loudly, but he felt a cold gun barrel being stuffed into his mouth. The smell of iron mixed with the smell of gun oil made him dare not move.

   He could only lie on the ground and let the two fighters tie him up.

After the two soldiers tied it up, they groped for a while, but found no other weapons. They picked up the pistol that fell by the wall, found a piece of rags to stuff the opponent's mouth, and dragged him to the back of a car. In the trunk, stuff it in.

   Searched the factory building again, and found no other abnormalities, so he opened the factory door directly and joined Fang Lang and others. Everyone had no time to waste on this little guy who was in charge of taking care of the transportation.

   Fang Lang glanced at the two soldiers, they nodded, and one of them said:

   "There's a guy in there who looks after the vehicle, and we've bundled it up and stuffed it in the trunk of a car."

   Taking another look at the factory building where the vehicles are parked, Fang Lang found nothing unusual. He nodded and motioned everyone to move forward.

  Less than 30 meters ahead, there was indeed a figure shaking in the alley behind the blocking position established by No. 1 and No. 2 cars.

   Everyone was less than 20 meters away from the entrance of the alley at this moment, and Fang Lang could even hear the sound of footsteps coming from the alley between the noisy gunshots.

  Depending on the situation, there should be about ten people in each alley.

  The soldiers following Fang Lang had expected it, and raised their Thomson submachine guns one after another. Fang Lang waved his hand and made a gesture of throwing a grenade.

   Several soldiers glanced at each other, and just when Fang Lang thought that everyone was not carrying grenades, the two soldiers took out two egg-shaped grenades from their trouser pockets.

  Seeing that the two were about to pull the grenade ring and throw it out, Fang Lang waved his hand quickly, tapped four of them with his hand, and pointed to the opposite side of the road, signaling to move separately.

  The situation was urgent at this time, and no one hesitated. The four of them got up and rushed to the corner on the opposite side of the road. Both sides covered each other and continued to advance a few meters.

  Seeing that the enemy didn't find them, Fang Lang stretched out three fingers and started counting down regardless of whether the other side could see them or not.

  As Fang Lang's fingers cleared, the soldiers holding the grenade in the team threw the grenade that had already been unplugged into the alley near the wall on their side, shouting "Squad leader, be careful".

   Fang Lang noticed that someone in the opposite team also made a gesture of throwing a grenade.

  The sound of "Squad leader, be careful" is actually mainly to remind the soldiers on the sniper position that their own people are coming from behind, so they should avoid accidental injury.

  Of course the gangsters in the alley also heard the shouts. At first, their attention was all on the blocking positions in front, and they never expected that there were enemies behind them.

In the dark night, preparing to attack someone, he was startled by the shouts coming from behind him. When he turned around and was about to turn his gun, a gangster felt something hit his instep and wanted to escape. , it was too late.

   After the two grenade explosions of "Boom" and "Boom", there was the sound of crackling Thomson submachine guns firing.

  Those who planned to launch a sneak attack in the alley were immediately stunned. The firepower of the Thomson submachine gun is not covered, and it can fire 720 rounds of ammunition in one minute.

  At such a close distance, the disoriented enemies who had just been blasted by the shock wave of the grenade, who could be opponents of professional soldiers, were quickly swept to the ground.

  Fang Lang just picked up the Gardland rifle and fired three shots, and he couldn't find the standing enemy.

   Seeing a soldier wanting to go up to replenish his gun, Fang Lang quickly stopped him:

   "See if there are any survivors, we have to find out who wants to attack us."

  Maybe it was the gunshots from the rear that made the person directing the attack in front think that the sneak attacker had succeeded.

   Attacking the enemies in the sniper position head-on, a swarm of swarms rushed out of their hiding places, and the movement of the sniper position quickly became louder.

  Fang Lang quickly squatted in the corner, and under the cover of the wall, fired at the enemy who was clearly illuminated by the car lights.

   Shooting on a one-way transparent battlefield, such a mindless charge is simply a massacre.

  Fang Lang noticed that the enemies on the opposite side had very few long guns, and most of them were blacks and Latinos running forward regardless of their pistols. Occasionally, they saw a few white youths.

   Fang Lang's first reaction when he saw these people was that these were some gangsters who had no fighting power at all.

  But they had already suffered such a large number of casualties, and Fang Lang found it incredible that they could still persist.

  The charge lasted less than two minutes before it was over. The front of the position was covered with fallen figures, some of them were completely still, and some were still screaming in pain.

  The soldiers in the guard platoon calmly arranged their weapons and equipment, preparing for the next wave of shock.

  The security squad leader who has been blocking the front already knows that Fang Lang and other guard squad soldiers have returned to the battlefield.

   Taking advantage of the gap in the battle, he quickly ran to Fang Lang and said:

   "Sir, it's dangerous here, we'll protect you and leave immediately."

  Fang Lang noticed that his left shoulder should be injured, and his clothes were covered with blood. At this moment, he was looking at himself nervously, and his eyes kept paying attention to the battlefield behind him from time to time.

   Smiling and patted the other party's uninjured arm, said with a smile:

   "As far as these gangster gunmen are concerned, I believe that you can easily deal with each other.

   Besides, I am a soldier, and I have never left the habit of running away from my soldiers. "

  The security squad leader was also a little excited. They were already prepared to die today.

   Unexpectedly, the chief would return to the battlefield to support them regardless of safety, and wiped out the enemy who wanted to attack them from behind.

   But he is the platoon leader of the guard, he is very clear about his duty, and it is his dereliction of duty to put his officer in danger.

  So he continued to speak with a serious expression, but was interrupted by a more intense gunshot.

  Everyone quickly stretched their heads to look out, and found that it was not the enemy who launched an attack again.

  The gunshots came from behind the enemy instead.

   Several people looked at each other, knowing that it was the support from the village coming up. Judging from the intensity of the gunshots, it was obvious that it was not just the soldiers who stayed in the village who came to kill.

  Fang Lang looked at the security squad leader who was still standing in front of him and said:

   "What are you still doing in a daze? Hold the line of defense and not let the enemy run away from us."

  The guard squad leader stood at attention and replied loudly:

"Yes, sir."

   Then he turned his head and returned to the original position.

  Fang Lang smiled, and said to the soldiers who came with him:

  “The driver went back and got in the car. We walked around the alley where these people came, and blocked them in the sugarcane field. Don’t let them run from both sides.”

   Several people also shouted yes, and the two drivers strode towards the parking spot just now.

   Several other soldiers began to clean up the people who fell in the alley, and those who were not dead had already been dragged aside and tied up.

  Now in order to allow the vehicle to pass smoothly, they need to drag the corpse lying on the ground aside.

  As soon as everyone dragged the corpse on the ground aside, the lights of two cars in the distance shone over.

   Immediately afterwards, the gunfire that had just stopped on the sniper position rang out again.

  Fang Lang quickly turned his head to look, and saw a group of panicked crowd in front of the blocking position.

   Realizing that the enemy was surrounded by people, they fell into great chaos, and the crowd under the lights fled in all directions.

  The enemy who had just rushed out of the sugarcane field and entered the range of the light was shot by the soldiers in the sniper position who had been prepared.

   Five or six people fell down directly, and they were so frightened that they wanted to return to the sugarcane field.

   While the people in the sugarcane field were still rushing out in panic, the two sides collided into a ball at the edge of the sugarcane field, and the scene became even more chaotic for a while.

  Fang Lang, who was hiding in the dark, held a gun and looked for the leader of the crowd.

   It's not that they want to kill each other, but they want to injure them. No matter what, they can't let them run away.

   But the crowd was so chaotic, Fang Lang even saw some people, regardless of whether they shot at their own people standing in front of him.

   When he was soon pushed too.

   As far as the current situation is concerned, there are at least a hundred people who attacked him, but these are obviously gangster gunmen who can only fire guns, not much better than the casual marksmanship of African black buddies that Fang Lang saw on TV in later generations.

   But it was such a group of punks who had no combat effectiveness at all, which almost turned Fang Lang's boat in the gutter.

  The lights of the car behind were getting closer and closer, Fang Lang retreated behind the wall to avoid letting the lights of the car behind reveal his position.

   Watching the car getting closer, Fang Lang signaled everyone to ignore themselves, and quickly walked across the alley to the side of the enemy.

  Everyone knows that time is urgent, and now is the time to finish making dumplings, so they stopped talking and jumped into the car to kill in the depths of the alley.

   Seeing the surroundings plunged into darkness again, Fang Lang turned and squatted down, returning to his original fighting position.

  The gunshots to drive away the enemy were getting closer, and Fang Lang knew that there was not much time left for the enemy.

  He bowed his back, advanced to the defensive position formed by two cars, and shouted at the enemy in the sugarcane field:

   "Surrender! You are surrounded.

  Continuing to resist in the corner can only lead to a dead end. "

   It may be that the gunfire was too intense, and Fang Lang's voice didn't make any waves at all.

  Hearing Fang Lang's voice, the guard squad leader led the remaining soldiers and shouted in unison:

   "Put down your weapons, surrender without killing!"

   "Put down your weapons, surrender without killing!"

  As the neat shouts came out, there were also neat shouts from behind the enemy.

  The enemies finally collapsed. After all, they were just a group of gangsters, and it might be okay to fight with the wind.

   But the current situation is obviously beyond everyone's tolerance.

   Soon, someone threw a weapon out of the sugarcane field, and then slowly, people walked out of the sugarcane field with their hands raised.

  The gunshots also slowly stopped.

  The soldiers in the guard platoon are all veterans who have participated in the European War. At this moment, of course everyone knows what to do.

  I saw the guard squad leader shouting loudly:

  "Those who surrender, walk out of the sugarcane field slowly with your hands up, let me see your hands, or I will shoot."

   I saw more and more people coming out of the sugarcane field with their hands raised, standing in front of the position full of corpses.

  The soldiers of the security squad still did not move until Qi Qingshan and others appeared in the sugarcane field.

  Everyone slowly got up and surrounded the surrendered enemy.

  (end of this chapter)