Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 212 Tasteless
"Old sir! Old sir! You…"

The foreign reporter didn't know what was going on. The conversation between Wang Zhifei and Fang Xingwen was in Chinese, and she didn't understand it at all.

However, after learning the truth through the translator, she was full of contempt for Fang Xingwen.

"You have insulted the profession of journalism."

This is the evaluation of Fang Xingwen by foreign journalists.

“…We saw a lot of wounded people, all of them were suffering from pain. Here is the shell of the poison gas bomb used by Xiao Gaga. It is filled with tear gas. However, it says it is type three. There must be two and one on it. I don’t think their two and one are also this kind of tear gas.

Over there are the ashes of their fallen soldiers, there are so many of them. It is understood that they are just a group of security guards responsible for local security and maintaining order, and some of them have never even fired a gun.

Only a very small number of soldiers have been trained. This is not a war. War should be equal. This is not equal at all. This is a massacre..."

After the interview and video recording were completed, Wang Zhifei stopped them from going to the second-floor window to take some pictures.

As for Fang Xingwen, this intelligence dealer would have been thrown into the pile of little Gaga's corpses in front if Wang Zhifei hadn't warned him not to make things difficult for him.

……

Wang Zhifei was on the roof of the third floor at this moment, firing continuously with the SKS in his hand.

When Wang Zhifei came up, a young man with long hair, overalls and a white T-shirt was running fast on the bridge.

Several people have fallen on the bridge. The president of the Chamber of Commerce is sitting about 200 meters away from the garbage bridge. This place is not absolutely safe, but it is not far from it.

The president of the Chamber of Commerce paid the money, the special commissioner gave the order, and money can move people's hearts. Some were greedy, while others were motivated by justice. They risked their lives to get a telephone line delivered.

This telephone line carries the order to retreat. The special commissioner said: As long as this telephone line is delivered, they can retreat! The heroes can come back!

This made those who had always wanted to help the other side, and seeing the passionate fight on the other side, they really wanted to come over to help.

Especially after Wang Zhifei showed up, many of them were Wang Zhifei's subordinates since Xiao Gaga.

……

At this moment, Daozi was shot on the belly. He wiped it with his hand and his hand was covered with blood. Although it was just a skin abrasion and not a serious injury, it affected his speed.

Looking at the telephone line so close at hand, Daozi picked up a piece of clothing from the ground, ready to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, and fight back!
"Boom bang bang..."

Gunshots rang out from the rooftop, and Wang Zhifei's SKS came to support. When sniping against Wang Zhifei, you have never been hit by a cheater.

"Run? Did I let you run?"

Wang Zhifei replaced the SKS with an AWM, and all the snipers within his sight were shot with a bullet.

"Your sleep quality is poor. You are obviously iron deficient. Look, I used bullets to replenish some iron in your head, and you fell asleep right away. You guys should just be happy. My bullets are the only ones made of pure steel..."

Wang Zhifei put away his gun and retreated through the hole next to him, otherwise the artillery would come soon.

Wang Zhifei finally understood: the group of little quacks who blocked the bridge had no intention of blocking them. The telephone line was allowed to pass by the little quacks.

It just requires human lives to pave the way.

Otherwise, if the light and heavy machine guns on both sides open fire, not to mention people, even rats will have no chance of escaping.

There are also grenade launchers. You know, Xiao Gaga's grenade launchers are so accurate. For a bridge this wide, four grenade launchers can continuously create explosions on the bridge deck.

Run? Can you run over here?
Grenade launchers, light and heavy machine guns, mortars...

They all had it, and then they chose to block the bridge by sniping. Is that reasonable?

Also, their speedboats are carrying combat teams in squads, cruising on the river. No matter how fast you run, can you be faster than the speedboats?
So, this telephone line was laid by someone. Xiao Gaga knew that this telephone line must be the one used to issue the retreat order.

Xiao Gaga: You'd better leave quickly. Anyone who wants to fight can fight in the Sihang Warehouse. There are many ways to die. They have new tricks. It's endless.

"Swoosh!" Daozi threw his clothes away and rushed out at the same time. His clothes fluttered in the air. There was no gunshot. Daozi said inwardly: It's bad!

The gun didn't hit my clothes, it was meant to hit me!
But at this time the knife had already come out, so he had no choice but to charge forward.

Grabbing the telephone spool, Daozi ran a little unsteadily, the injury on his waist made his steps a little messy.

However, Daozi was a little confused: Why was there no gunshot?

"Quick! Come in quickly!"

Duanwu at the door was waving at him.

"Brother, are you injured? Come with me now! Let Mr. Jin bandage you, Little Hubei! Little Hubei! Take him to Mr. Jin and let Mr. Jin bandage him. Let me do it!"

Duanwu took the opportunity to take the telephone line from Daozi's hand.

"Bashu Chamber of Commerce, Hujiang Hall, Daozi, you have fulfilled your mission and delivered the telephone line. May I ask which friend helped to block Xiao Gaga's sniper just now?"

Daozi ran all the way over, and when a series of gunshots rang out, Xiaogaga's bullets failed to hit the bridge. At this time he stopped and came to his senses. Someone helped him fight off Xiaogaga, otherwise he would have been injured and would never have been able to run across the bridge alive.

"What you said just now, there was only one person, Mr. Jin, who was responsible for the gunshots and the fighting.

Mr. Jin? This was the second time Daozi had heard this name. He was good at shooting and could also bandage? This...

……

Soon, Daozi met Mr. Jin. After seeing Wang Zhifei, Daozi clasped his fists and said, "Daozi thanks Mr. Jin for saving me..."

With this fist-clasp, Wang Zhifei's dead memory came back to life: "Hey! From Kunlun?"

"Go to Muyang City!"

The Pao brothers will.

"The East Gate has three stoves and eighteen pots, and the West Gate has three pots and eighteen stoves. I wonder which pot Mr. Jin eats from and which stove he cooks from?"

Daozi clenched his thumb and saluted, a gesture for asking for directions.

"I'm neither. I'm just a guest who wants to borrow a fire. Okay, let me treat your wound first, or you'll bleed to death."

Wang Zhifei took a towel and handed it to Knife, asking him to bite it. Although the wound was just a scratch by the bullet, there was still a blood groove.

"Do not……"

"What's the use? Just bite it!" Wang Zhifei stuffed the towel directly into his mouth, then took a cotton ball and began to brush the dirt and debris off the wound.

"Woo..."

Soon, an anti-inflammatory injection was given and the wound was skillfully wrapped with gauze.

"Don't get it wet. It's not a serious wound. It will heal in three to five days after the wound is sealed..."

"Mr. Jin, the captain is looking for you!"

"I'll be right there!"

Wang Zhifei patted Daozi on the shoulder and said, "Good job, you didn't embarrass Brother Pao."

Wang Zhifei left.

"Drink water!"

A student poured Daozi a glass of water and handed it to him.

(End of this chapter)