infinite boiling

Chapter 336 I'm here to make trouble!
Those children who got the guns had already had a full meal, especially after tasting the taste of a small glass of red wine, and they were determined to serve Tang Zheng wholeheartedly. They wanted to sell them before, but no one wanted them. Now that I have finally found an opportunity, I will naturally not give up.

People die every day in the wasteland world, and the children have become very indifferent to the concept of death. It is not a fear, but a symbol.

Tang Zheng thought that after he gave the order to attack the Duangang Mercenary Group, the children would at least be in an uproar, but they were expressionless, with their heads lowered, and they were all trying their best to learn how to use firearms, and they were reluctant to fight. For bullet practice, just pose and practice aiming.

These children knew the value of time, so none of them wasted it. More than a dozen children even set aside some rations to honor Old Paul, and asked him about his experience in battle and how to survive better on the battlefield.

The children also have scheming plans, but what they think is not about fleeing before the battle, but how to become Tang Zheng's guards and get better resources. Those reserve soldiers without guns stare at them fiercely. As long as they make mistakes, they will catch them. Come out and report to Tang Zheng.

"Wasteland people, it's scary." Lu Fan looked at the resoluteness and fierceness in the eyes of the thin children who seemed to be unable to hold a gun. For the first time, he felt scared. This is the end of the world. In order to survive , the children also had to fight, they didn't dare to relax even a little bit, and they were struggling every moment to grab the skirt of the goddess of life.

"Let's go." Tang Zheng prepared a Soviet political commissar's uniform and military boots without any bad intentions, and did not find a Nagant revolver or a loudspeaker. He taught the boy scouts simple firearms knowledge at the door of Old Paul's house. Finally, lead them towards the Broken Steel Bar.

Some prostitutes and armed civilians have been watching the fun for a long time. I don’t know what Tang Zheng is doing by arming a group of children. Now it seems that he is going to find the Broken Steel Mercenary Group to make trouble, so he blows up the nest at once, because of the existence of the council and the bullets. Scarcity, even small-scale fights in gathering places seldom happen. Now that you have fun, of course you have to join in the fun.

Tang Zheng walked into Broken Steel again, and what he saw was a scene of many men and women twisting wildly on the dance floor, dreaming of life and death. End, disgusting.

"Huh? Aren't you that idiot leader?" The waitress who had served Tang Zheng and the others that day came over, snorted disdainfully, and said without hesitation, "Are you here to pay off the debt of that guy who cheated on food and drink?" Is it?"

Some mercenaries sitting nearby immediately applauded, put their fingers in their mouths and whistled, teasing Tang Zheng that besides women and alcohol, violence is also a means of venting emotions.

"It's okay for us to pay back the money, but can you pay back his life?" Before Tang Zheng could answer, Lu Fan stepped into the bar under the protection of four teenagers. He hesitated and rushed out, one hit her stomach hard with the butt of the gun, the waitress bent down in pain, and the other cooperatively put the butt of the gun on her mouth.

As soon as the waitress's scream escaped her throat, she was hit back into her mouth again, spit out blood and broken teeth, but the attack of the two young soldiers didn't stop, they started kicking the head, chest, and neck of the waitress fiercely, There is no intention of holding back at all.

When the guests saw this scene, there was a loud laugh immediately, not panic, but surprise.

"Whoever scolds our regiment leader, this is the end." The young soldiers stared viciously at the nearby mercenaries who had laughed just now, holding their rifles tightly.

These wasteland adventurers immediately silenced, they were all blood-sucking guys, they naturally saw that the young soldier was not joking, once these impulsive and passionate guys went crazy, they would not worry about the consequences.

"I'll just scold you, stupid commander, what can you do? Kill me?" A burly man kicked the chair, and when he stood up, he was already holding an RPK light machine gun in his hand.

The young soldier was furious, but before they could shoot, a string of bullets, trailing orange-red flames, hit the burly man's chest, bleeding out.

Boom, this unlucky guy hit the table and knocked over to the ground with half a glass of vodka left.

"Aren't they out of their minds? How dare they provoke the third Broken Steel Mercenary Group?" All the voices in the bar disappeared, and everyone's eyes were focused on Little Lolita, all in disbelief.

"But this little girl is ruthless." Some wastelanders saw that something was wrong and wanted to leave, but Tang Zheng blocked the door.

"Are you here to make trouble?" A few steel-broken mercenaries didn't expect a shooting incident, so they held up their guns in a panic, while a female foreman asked loudly, "Do you know what this is? place?"

"What are you doing in a daze, pick up the gun!" Lu Fan didn't pinch her eyes, and replied that he swept out half of the magazine, and if he didn't think she was a woman, he would have shot her in the head.

A young soldier hurried over and picked up the light machine gun of the burly man.

Tang Zheng pulled out the M1911 pistol from the holster on his leg, and fired at the guys holding the weapons. The .45 caliber bullets swirled, and instantly blasted the heads of several unlucky ghosts, brains and blood splashed out Tang Zheng didn't care about accidentally injuring him. He came here this time to fight, to negotiate?Do not have time!
This time the bar was in complete chaos, the waitresses and prostitutes were screaming and looking for hiding places, and the innocent guests wanted to defend themselves with guns, but they were afraid of being accidentally injured by Tang Zheng in the "Rage", so they were embarrassed and could only hide.

The big man I met that day heard the gunshots and rushed in from the backyard with a large number of subordinates. His face was full of anger. He had lived in the wasteland for a long time, so he didn't even need to ask what was going on. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw He Tang Zheng, who was holding a gun, took out his pistol to fight back without any hesitation. Negotiation?No need, justice naturally belongs to the side with strong force.

At this moment, Lu Fan had retreated under the protection of the young soldiers, leaving only Tang Zheng standing at the door, so he leisurely put the pistol back into the holster, and put on a Kevlar helmet again, for the sake of his life , he wears a World War II helmet with no bad intentions.

Before the mercenaries in the Broken Steel Bar opened fire, Tang Zheng held an AK74M pretending to be a drum in one hand, and poured ammunition towards them frantically.

The dance floor in the bar is too small, and in addition to the darkness, the mercenaries are not only unable to form their formation, but also their vision is affected. In addition to the dense gunfire, the bullets are dragging their orange tails, scurrying around the world. They thought it was not to fight back, but to save their lives. Anyone who looked up would definitely be shot by stray bullets.

"Fuck, you don't need money for bullets." Some people have already scolded, while others are envious of Tang Zheng's wealth. This kind of suppression method can only be consumed by the elite soldiers of the Iron Council.

Tang Zheng originally wanted to scan the row of wine racks, but thought that they might become his trophies, so he gave up, and started to retreat when the drums were about to be played.

"Chasing." The big man was going to explode in anger. If the team leader knew that he failed to protect the bar, he would be chopped to death for a dog.

The big man didn't see the young soldier and thought Tang Zheng was the only one, so he wasn't afraid at all, but as soon as he stepped out of the bar, years of experience in fighting immediately made him feel bad. The next moment, with the sound of 'beat', countless bullets shot over.

The young soldiers were indeed inexperienced, they either saved too much bullets, or they hit too hard, and their aim was not accurate enough, but the scene was very hot, and the onlookers were hooked, and some prostitutes even started screaming and cheering.

"Back back, back up." The big man pulled a dead body in front of him and retreated into the bar. This guy was shot, but it wasn't critical.

The young soldiers were scattered in the fan-shaped area outside the Broken Steel Bar. Every gunman was followed by a reserve soldier. In addition to supervision, they were waiting for them to pick up their guns after they died and continue fighting.

Tang Zheng wasn't afraid of them escaping, the whole gathering place was only so big, it was too easy to find someone, unless they escaped and never came back.

"Head Tang, why did you beat us? You should give us a reason, right? A certain man in your regiment owes us fifty bottle caps." The big man didn't attack us, and started to shout, trying to win The sympathy of the onlookers.

"Although that guy left my regiment, he is still my subordinate. Why do you dispose of it privately?" Tang Zheng was eager for the other party to question him. Such a good opportunity to gain reputation cannot be given up. "Isn't it just fifty bottle caps?" I give it to you, and you exchange the lives of my subordinates."

Lu Fan was very clever, and he handed over a handful of bottle caps knowingly. Tang Zheng caught it and threw it directly at the steps of the bar.

The wastelanders who watched immediately exclaimed, staring at those bottle caps, they are enough bottle caps for a person to live for two months, he just threw them away like that, this group leader is really a weirdo, for a garbage subordinate , Is it worthwhile to offend Duangang Mercenary Group?

After a few days, everyone knew what the urban management and the hawkers were doing. After all, the urban management was forced to climb around the second floor every day, and it was difficult for others to figure it out.

"You are making trouble for no reason." The big man was angry, and arranged for his subordinates to leave the bar through the back door and attack Tang Zheng secretly. If he can't save face, he won't have to hang around at the No. 12 gathering place in the future.

"I gave you the bottle cap, take it to your life!" Tang Zheng roared and waved his hand, and the head of the youth corps next to him immediately shot the bar door with an RPK light machine gun.

The onlookers looked at the young man standing on the street and applauded loudly. They also wanted to serve such a leader as a subordinate. Such a generous and nostalgic man is definitely the only one in the wasteland.

"Uncle, these guys seem to be delaying time, don't they want to take our back route?" Lu Fan glanced behind him, and said, "Let the young soldiers charge?"

"Sure, there's no need to rush." ​​Under the crowd, Tang Zheng couldn't take the AT-4, otherwise he would just smash the bar down.

"Captain, there are people upstairs." A young soldier yelled and fired bursts at the second floor of the bar.

The mercenaries were not stupid. They started to show their heads in all directions, sticking their heads out from every window, attacking Tang Zheng, and the gun battle broke out again.

Not only that, another mercenary team also rushed out from a street behind them, attacking the back of the young soldier.

(End of this chapter)