1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 29 The big fish is caught
"Damn, annoying rat."

Black Jack saw two Chinese mercenaries getting into the car and followed them all the way. Plus, he couldn't catch the fleeing Chen Zhihao. He was upset and angry, and kept cursing.

"team leader."

"How about we deal with them first?"

A team member asked.

"No."

Black Jack gritted his teeth and said: "Catch the target!"

This muddy water is not easy to flow through!

Vaguely, he already felt that not only was there a big net waiting for Chen Zhihao, but maybe there was a big net waiting for him.

"Ugh."

"woo"

Zhang Ziwen turned the accelerator with his right hand, increased the speed of the motorcycle, and turned the motorcycle into a small lane.

From the walkie-talkie on his waist, Zhao Jianjun reported the target points from time to time.

Chen Zhihao is worthy of being the master of the gang. He is particularly calm-minded. After encountering the ambush, he did not escape from Dacheng Pier in a panic.

Because the exit of Dacheng Pier is a large piece of flat land, and the outside world is a highway. If you escape in a hurry, you can easily fall into a more unfavorable situation.

Instead, he kept making twists and turns in the container area of ​​the dock, relying on the maneuverability of his motorcycle to hold on until the police arrived.

As an early container terminal, Dacheng Pier is close to the urban area and is privately owned.

When a fierce gun battle breaks out, it is impossible for the Haojiang police to fail to respond. When the police come to the end, they will give priority to pursuing clearer targets.

A motorcycle had a good chance of escaping from the dock in the chaos. On the contrary, escaping now was more like asking for death.

"Fuck!"

But when he braked and turned sharply again, he saw a Suzuki motorcycle with lights on appearing in his field of vision.

The calm eyes in the helmet glass finally showed the slightest hint of movement.

The killer comes menacingly.

This lineup is enough to wipe out Ye Jihuan's gangsters head-on, so why would they come to hunt him alone?

"boom!"

But he still took out his gun without hesitation and pulled out the black star tied to his trouser leg.

Pull the trigger several times in succession.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Then he turned around and left quickly.

Zhang Ziwen was riding a bicycle with his short hair standing straight up, the sea breeze whistling in his ears, and he was concentrating on chasing people.

Relying entirely on the location reported by his subordinates and the direction of the sound of motorcycles to chase people, there was almost no room for thinking.

Occasionally, I can catch Chen Zhihao.
fleeting.

Therefore, when several rounds of bullets were fired,
He didn't even have a chance to react.

When he came to consciousness, the bullet had entered the container and made a clanging sound.

fortunately!

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but secretly thought that he was lucky. He even felt afraid of surviving the disaster, but the fear turned into anger in the next moment. I even killed Ye Jihuan.

Are you still afraid of Chen Zhihao?

Needless to say, Chen Zhihao, as a master, serves as a think tank in the gang, and his marksmanship is mediocre.

Even a professional shooter can shoot a high-speed moving target in the sea breeze and night environment.

There is no guarantee of hit rate.

Still using a Type 54 pistol.

"Fuck your mother."

"Let me teach you how to behave!"

Zhang Ziwen couldn't suppress his anger again and became a little manic.

I saw him scurrying sideways and getting into the passage in the middle of the container. He was exactly one row of containers away from Chen Zhihao.
This is when Chen Zhihao saw several cars blocking the road ahead and deliberately stayed in the middle of the container to take a detour while keeping a distance from Zhang Ziwen.

However, Zhang Ziwen slowed down the car slightly and switched to controlling the car with one hand, while holding up the AK47 with the other hand.

Hold the butt of the AK47 under your arm. boom.

Accelerate harder.

Pull the trigger.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

Fierce gunfire rang out and bullets were fired towards the container.

No one knows whether there is goods in the container or whether it is empty.

If there is goods, bullets will never penetrate the container. If the container is empty, the penetration power of AK47
Zhang Ziwen's Suzuki motorcycle was swaying, and he might fall down at any time. The gun in his hand was trembling, bullets were shooting out, his expression was unruly, and he cursed: "TMD, fuck my mother!"

"Sweep your whole house."

"I'll beat you to the street and fuck your mother."

Although he keeps saying that he is not afraid of death, whenever someone points a gun at him, he holds a grudge more deeply than anyone else.

Correct!
I'm not afraid of death.

But that doesn't mean you can kill me, because I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of poverty. If you have a good life, who is afraid of death? So Zhang Ziwen dared to fight for his life, but he did not choose to be the easiest reckless man. Instead, he actively trained and opened a security company.

He thought that with his foresight, he could build a platform and do big business. Only now did he realize that he only wanted others to die, not himself!

You have to make money while you are alive.

Chen Zhihao suddenly heard the fierce sound of rifles at the other end of the container. From the container near him, there was a continuous muffled sound, which was the sound of heavy objects blocking large-caliber rifle bullets.

Immediately, a bullet from the front suddenly penetrated the container, passed through a wave of air in front of his eyes, and hit the container on the other side.

He could clearly hear the sound of bullets penetrating, but he seemed to have an illusion, as if he saw bullets flying across his eyes.
"boom!"

Chen Zhihao's motorcycle suddenly fell to the ground and flew more than ten meters away.

"what"

He curled up like an old shrimp, screamed miserably, and reluctantly raised his gun to aim.

This was not because his driving skills were poor, but because he crashed on purpose.

Because no one can guarantee whether the next container is actually empty or not, and maybe bullets will hit him at the next moment.

So he chose to abandon the car, but was frightened by the bullet and failed to stop suddenly, which turned into a semi-collapse situation.

In actual combat, any situation will happen. Some people are good at staying calm, some will go crazy, and some will collapse.

Chen Zhihao was once a member of a club, and his most experienced experiences were killing people with knives, gambling and prostitution, and driving cars to pick up girls.

He only started to touch guns after joining a gang, but he had never experienced a decent gunshot. His spirit was already extremely tense, and when he met a raging ghost again, his spirit was really on the verge of collapse.

"Old Mother Throwing Thunder!"

"How dare you draw a gun and hit me?"

But when Zhang Ziwen saw a car falling out, he started to brake, and then put on a magazine. Just when he was about to go find Chen Zhihao, he suddenly turned the accelerator in neutral.

Sure enough, Chen Zhihao shot into the dark night.

Zhang Ziwen took advantage of the ceasefire and walked directly into the container passage with his gun pointed at Chen Zhihao on the ground and fired a warning shot.

"Da da."

Bullets hit the container.

When Chen Zhihao saw him temporarily turning the muzzle of his gun, he let out a sharp breath and threw the gun away from him.

Zhang Ziwen quickly approached with a gun in hand. When he got close, he aimed a shot at his palm.

"Snapped."

"what!"

Chen Zhihao screamed, his palms were covered with blood and flesh, and he lay on the ground almost fainting from the pain.

Zhang Ziwen picked up the intercom and said: "Attention all units, the big fish has been caught, call it a day and go home."

"Uncle, bring the car over."

The three people in the van, Zhou Minghua, all looked ecstatic and turned sharply, no longer pursuing the Nissan in front.

It can be said that he was able to catch Chen Zhihao, and the harassment by Zhou Minghua and others was indispensable, which helped him share the huge pressure.

Now they turn from hunters to prey and find a way to escape the harassment of the Pioneer Company.

At the same time, Zhao Jianjun climbed up from the top of the container, took off and jumped, holding a gun and moving quickly.

(End of this chapter)