Son of Heaven

"Boom boom boom..." Gun grenades shot directly into the enemy's house along the windows or gates with incomparable accuracy, and then there were horrible explosions, and the roofs of the houses were completely torn off. It flew up, and a huge air wave soared into the sky, bringing with it flying corpses and broken limbs. The flames filled the air, and the two rows of barracks immediately turned into flying ash and ruins. Arms and legs are missing, tattered, like a doll that has been played with by urchins. txt e-book download
"Put down your weapons and surrender." Zhang Chuan was holding a Vulcan cannon at the moment, and roared with a thunderous tongue.

"Put down your weapons and surrender." All the soldiers roared in unison.

The living people didn't dare to resist any more, they came out obediently one by one, and squatted down at the designated place, with expressions of extreme horror still on their faces.

Now, there is only one dormitory left that was not destroyed by the grenade. At this moment, the people in the dormitory are keeping silent. [

Liang Chen strode out, staring straight at the room with hawk-like eyes, "Get out!" He shouted angrily.

"Fuck, what are you talking to him about?" Yao Weilin waited for a long time, already a little impatient, snatched Zhang Chuan's Vulcan cannon, grabbed the trigger, and the five barrels spun crazily, and the bullets were like raindrops They rushed into the house, and the thin brick walls seemed unable to withstand the violent storm, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm out." At last the English shout came from the room, and then a gun barrel hung with a white cloth stretched out.

"Get out!" Yao Weilin strode over, kicked the already dilapidated door to pieces, reached out his hand, and pulled out a man wearing only a big flower shirt.

The guy had sunken eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tall build. He was obviously a European Caucasian. This was the only Yankee found in the camp so far.

"Take it over there, take two more living captives, interrogate them separately, and confirm their identities. The perimeter is tightly guarded, and the rest of the people continue to search to see if there are any new discoveries." Liang Chen waved his hand and strode forward. He walked over to the satellite receiving station that had been cleaned up over there.

"Kuu..." Yao Weilin handcuffed the tall American and dragged him all the way into the satellite receiving station.However, he immediately got up, half-sat there, and looked at Liang Chen with narrowed eyes coldly, without any fear, but a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed across his eyes from time to time. He didn't guess who Liang Chen and the others were.

"Name." Liang Chen sat by the chair, took a cigar handed over by Zhang Chuan, lit it and exhaled light blue smoke, stared at the American coldly, and asked in a standard Oxford accent.

"Who are you?" The American snorted, but didn't answer Liang Chen's question, just asked.

Liang Chen's eyes turned cold, Dong Haibo didn't say a word, he went up and kicked "Kang" on his chest, kicking the Yankee directly on the ground two or three meters away, spouting a mouthful of blood , for the first time a look of horror appeared on his face.