593: C593 This Brat Is Brainless

C593 This Brat Is Brainless

Yang Ze slapped himself painfully, but he had no other way. After all, if he didn't break open the door, he wouldn't be able to carry out his next plan.

However, Yang Ze was merciless despite feeling heartache.

"Begin your attack!"

This voice was practically shouted out by Yang Ze. The moment he said that, the hundreds of Western Ridge survivors immediately aimed their guns at the door that was smashed open by the Explosion-proof Vehicle.

Although they had only made it last night and many of them had even struggled to shoot, as long as they could shoot their way into the factory, that was enough.

Puff puff puff …

Before the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers who were standing by the factory gate had no time to dodge and were hit by the bullets flying everywhere. They fell to the ground while howling in pain.

Just because he couldn't aim accurately didn't mean that he couldn't hit them. It was normal for him to hit a few unlucky fellows in such a dense group of attacks.

"Damn it!" How dare you sneak attack my military camp! Fight back! "

Seeing this, Zhou Liqiang hurriedly shouted. The soldiers hiding behind the cover also reluctantly stuck out their heads, raised their guns and started to fight back.

In front of the office building, two heavy machine guns were quickly moved over. Several soldiers immediately went up to operate them. A few moments later, two heavy machine guns began spitting out fire. The powerful fire instantly suppressed Yang Ze and the others' attacks.

"These brats are pretty good!"

Yang Ze couldn't help but curse. Now, he was beaten up so hard by the soldiers in the factory that he couldn't even lift his head up, other than the more than ten members of the combat department, all the other West Ridge survivors buried their faces in the snow and fired recklessly at the sky. Yang Ze was even worried that they might shoot at their own people.

"Boss, when are we going to make a move? Judging from this sound, Yang Ze's side might not be able to hold on!"

On the hill beside the factory, Wang Yi and the fifty combat squad members had already approached the factory. From this position, they could clearly see what was going on inside.

He saw two heavy machine guns continuously spitting out fire snakes. The intense gunshots only numbed the ears. Yang Ze and the others who were directly opposite the factory were beaten up to the point that they had no way of fighting back.

"It's not time yet."

Wang Yi shook his head calmly. Right now, almost a thousand soldiers in the factory are too scattered. If he drops the gas bomb, the effect probably won't be that great.

"Alright, alright then." Wei Ping nodded. His eyes couldn't help showing a hint of worry.

"Da Da Da …"

The gunfire below was still as usual. Yang Ze and the three hundred survivors in the West Ridge had been beaten to a pulp. People had lost their lives almost every second, but not a single one of them had escaped.

At this moment, a window on Wang Yi's side of the office building in the factory was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar face stuck out from it.

Hsing Ming looked up at the sky and shouted at the soldiers that were fighting below.

"Fuck, it's only noon, and I'm still taking an afternoon nap. Do you want to die by making such a ruckus!?"

"Da Da Da …"

In response to a burst of gunfire, no one could hear what he was saying.

"Hey, can you stop for a bit? Can you not disturb my sleep?"

It had to be said that this Hsing Ming was indeed an exceptional person. It was possible that he was too used to running amok in the Grand Green Mountain gathering area, looking down on everything and not even caring about the fierce battles below.

But soon, someone responded to him.

It must be the West Ridge survivors. They fired randomly into the sky and a bullet flew towards Hsing Ming.

Crash! *0

Perhaps, it was Hsing Ming's bad luck that the bullet did not hit him. Instead, it hit the window in front of him and shattered the frosty glass.

Hsing Ming was about to curse again when the glass in front of him suddenly shattered. The sharp glass shards hit his face and he couldn't help but scream out in pain.

"Ah ah ah ah!

A burst of sounds similar to a pig being slaughtered immediately rang out. Even in the midst of intense gunfire, it was extremely obvious. Wang Yi glanced over and couldn't help but to look at Wu Tie's face that was covered in blood.

"Why is this kid here?"

Wang Yi's eyes flashed with a contemplative look and he couldn't help but whisper.

"Bro Yi, you know this brainless guy?" Wei Ping, who was on the side, had already noticed the situation over here. Seeing Wang Yi lowering his head as if he was thinking about something, he asked in confusion.

"Yes, there was a small conflict at the Grand Green Mountain gathering area."

Wang Yi nodded. Not only did he know Hsing Ming, but he also knew that Hsing Ming was Hsing Ying's brother.

"Then let's call it bad luck."

Wei Ping sneered. He picked up his rifle and aimed at Hsing Ming's exposed head.

"Wait!" Just as Wei Ping was about to open fire, Wang Yi suddenly reached out his hand to stop him.

"This kid's identity is not ordinary, it would be useful to keep him."

Wang Yi looked deeply at Hsing Ming, who was still wailing in pain, and said thoughtfully.

"Yes." Wei Ping nodded and didn't ask any further questions. He kept his gun and continued to observe the battle inside the factory.

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