594: C594 Sticky on the Skin

C594 Sticky on the Skin

At the moment, the battle in the factory had reached its climax. Zhou Liqiang's 1000 soldiers relied on powerful firepower and a few times more people to defeat the 300 + survivors in the West Ridge. They had no ability to resist at all.

"Bro Yi, shouldn't we start attacking?"

Wei Ping could no longer endure. From his point of view, if they did not support him soon, Yang Ze and the others would be in danger.

"Wait a little longer." Wang Yi shook his head. It was not the time to attack as he had expected.

The factory had strong firepower. Wang Yi had already thought of this earlier. He could have brought the machine guns, rocket launchers and other heavy firepower from the team earlier, but Wang Yi didn't do that.

However, Wang Yi didn't want to do that. Wang Yi had spent a lot of effort to expand the team, so the 300 + survivors from the West Ridge would be of use in the future. It wouldn't be worth it if they all died here.

At this moment, the soldiers on the construction site suddenly moved.

Seeing that the group of people outside were beaten to the point that they couldn't even fight back, Zhou Liqiang couldn't help but feel proud of himself.

These people had wanted to sneak attack him, but from the looks of it, they were seeking their own deaths!

Thinking about that, Zhou Liqiang stopped hiding. He stood up and pointed at the factory gate that was smashed open and shouted.

"Everyone, listen up! Those little bastards outside have already been beaten to the point that they can't even lift their heads up! All of you, charge out and kill them all!"

"Da Da Da …"

All the soldiers in the factory were already prepared. The moment Zhou Liqiang finished speaking, the soldiers operating the heavy machine guns immediately opened up their guns to the sides, leaving a charging path that was a few meters wide. The rest of the soldiers no longer hesitated, picked up their rifles and rushed out from behind their bunkers.

Actually, it wasn't that they weren't afraid of death, it was just because the firepower of Yang Ze and the others were too weak and couldn't pose any threat to them.

"Damn it, whoever dares to rush over first, I, your father, will give him a week's worth of meat!"

Zhou Liqiang roared twice, but he didn't rush forward. After all, he was the commander of this military camp, almost like a local tyrant with a noble background. If something happened to him and he got a hole in the bullet, it wouldn't be worth it.

Nearly a thousand soldiers swarmed out like a swarm of bees, all densely packed together. Before they could even get out of the door, a row of unlucky soldiers in front of them had their bodies pierced by a hail of bullets. However, the soldiers who had rushed out before they could do anything were quick to react and immediately suppressed their attacks to stabilize the situation.

"Get everyone ready, light the gas bomb and listen to my command!"

At this moment, Wang Yi finally gave the command to prepare an attack. Wei Ping's face lit up and immediately relayed Wang Yi's order. Almost in the blink of an eye, the fifty members of the combat team prepared the gas bomb and waited for Wang Yi's order to throw it.

These people were originally members of Cai Yao's Pike division. Normally, they could throw a four or three hundred meter long Pike, and even though the gas bomb in their hands wasn't light, it was much easier than throwing a Pike.

At least on the hillside, it could be said to cover most of the distance within the factory, and the factory entrance was just right within that range.

Wang Yi narrowed his eyes. Right now, most of the soldiers were crowded at the factory gate, which was the best time to attack. The opportunity was fleeting, so Wang Yi didn't hesitate any longer and waved his arms down.

"Listen to my orders, aim behind those soldiers, light the fire, and throw it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Pike soldiers immediately set the gas bomb on fire, and at the same time, threw the bottle in their hands towards the soldiers at the entrance.

Hu hu hu hu!

A dull whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air. Hidden in the intense gunfire, almost no one noticed. Only Zhou Liqiang, who was standing at the back, coincidentally raised his head when a bottle flew above his head.

"What's that?"

A look of confusion flashed across Zhou Liqiang's eyes. He stared at the transparent green beer bottle that was still burning, until a drop of ignited gasoline slid out of the bottle and coincidentally fell on Zhou Liqiang's face.

"What the f * ck!"

Zhou Liqiang couldn't help but scream out in pain. He quickly wiped the oil on his face out and twisted with his hand. Zhou Liqiang only felt the heavy smell of gasoline rushing into his mind.

"Not good."1

Zhou Liqiang had this thought. The bottle that was burning in the air smashed towards the soldiers that blocked the entrance.

Before he could say anything, the first gas bomb dropped to the ground.

"Bam!"

Crash! *

More than half of the bottles had gasoline splashing along with the explosion, emitting blue flames that sputtered out to a distance of three to four meters away. Fortunately, they were not in the middle of the soldiers, otherwise, just looking at the thick cotton-padded jackets they were wearing would have caused them to be unable to touch it.

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