Xu Le turned around and used his solid back to resist the beer bottles flying in the sky, just looking at the attacked Qinglong Mountain troops, only to see countless wine bottles falling with a bang, and the place was already a mess, the dining table was smashed and lifted, the beer bottles were smashed and shattered on the ground, and the splashed glass fragments were as dangerous as shrapnel.
The Qinglong Mountain officer stared coldly at that side, not caring about the dangerous wine bottles flying over his head.
With a muffled bang, a beer bottle smashed on his head, smashing out a deep bloody wound that could be seen to the bone, the officer took a deep breath with an expressionless face, wiped the blood from his face, suddenly broke the silence, pointed over there and shouted: "Call me" The equipment of the Qinglongshan troops lagged far behind the political axe army, and even though the federal Ministry of Defense supported a lot, they still looked a little simple and pitiful, but their military quality and discipline were far above the average of the political axe army, and when those ferocious beer bottles flew over, they either fell to the ground, or lifted the table, and made evasive movements with great skill.
At this time, hearing that the commander finally ordered the fight, the soldiers of Qinglong Mountain, who had already begun to fire in their eyes, shouted loudly, they picked up the stainless steel kettle at hand, threw it at the side of the political axe army, and began to fight back bravely.
A few kettles whistled and flew over, these kettles were not like beer bottles that could explode, but the stainless steel kettles filled with clean water were extremely heavy and hard, and the castration was amazing.
Immediately after that, more stainless steel kettles, huge hail-like kettles pierced the night sky and landed in the crowd of officers and men of the Second Military Region, making a dull crashing sound, and many people were immediately smashed with blood flowing and fainted to the ground The beer overflowing with foam all over the ground, and the wine bottles and stainless steel kettles flying all over the sky.
The entire Chrysanthemum Night Market suddenly fell into a dangerous scuffle, and more and more people were bleeding.
The two sides hid behind their respective dining tables, howling and scolding angrily, fighting each other in close quarters, picking up any hard objects around them like red eyes, and smashing them, the scene was extremely spectacular.
The rest of the diners in the night market dispersed like birds and beasts when the two sides confronted each other, and Xu Le was trapped in the middle with the intention of mediation, and there was always the possibility of being accidentally injured by a dense flying object.
From time to time, a heavy impact sound sounded on the baffle, and Xu Le, who was twisting his eyebrows, took Lulu's hand and half-squatted under the baffle, a little flustered by these sounds.
The night market waiter seemed calmer, squatting in the corner and drawing circles, silent.
Xu Le put down the phone and asked, "It seems that you are not very afraid" "We Xilin is a lot of soldiers, the most mountains in the army, chasing forward for decades, between several military regions those old grievances are countless, every time I drink too much wine and have nothing to do, I began to complain bitterly about which unit on the battlefield abandoned the friendly army, how heroic he was, how could he not fight" The waiter said mockingly: "I heard the boss say that how many years has the Chrysanthemum Night Market been open, these soldiers have been fighting for as many years."
Especially since last year, the Federation has started a counteroffensive, and more and more soldiers have come, and the number of battles has become more frequent. ” "It's scary."
Lulu, who was a little pale, whispered.
"There is no such thing as a terrible fight, and the fight of the soldiers will not be directed at us ordinary people.
Naturally, the commander of the unit will compensate for each loss, and all the facilities will be replaced with new ones every two or three weeks, and the boss will not be unhappy.
As for the show, we should watch the show. ” The waiter said mockingly, seemingly indifferent, but in fact his words were still full of indignation, and after a moment he scratched his head and said with emotion: "But a scene like today is really rare, damn it, hundreds of beer bottles flying in the sky, it's really fucking spectacular." ” As he spoke, the baffle above his head was hit hard by a heavy object, and dust fell in a heavy and muffled sound.
"The kettle of these turtle sons is too hard" "I'm fucking your third shift, I'm going to the warehouse to bring over the stored beer bottles, and the ammunition is not enough" "There are not many instructors to save the kettle, take people to the warehouse to grab beer" "I can't grab a beer, so I'll grab charcoal for barbecue" "Ten and a half direction, inclination angle 30 degrees, 50 meters distance, smash me" Countless angry roars and orders were heard under the baffle, and the officers and soldiers on both sides of the conflict used everything they could to do the tactical actions of air raids and evasion of air raids, beer bottles roared and smashed over, stainless steel kettles bombarded over, and then stones were picked up on the beach, and there was no original barbecue charcoal that was not burned clean At this moment, the density of air raid ammunition in the Chrysanthemum Night Market was extremely terrifying, and there was even a legendary shot of beer bottles and stainless steel kettles crashing in the air and ending up together The three people under the baffle looked at each other, Xu Le listened to these sounds, felt the chaos and danger outside, and always felt that he was not in the Xilin Main Star Falling in Yuezhou at this time, but still on the battlefield of the Fallen Star on the front line, flying overhead were the missile planes of the Federation and the Empire, and everywhere was filled with the smell of burning leaves and mushroom-like gunsmoke.
The big scuffle has started, the night market is full of dangerous objects in the air raids, at this moment, in the face of the officers and soldiers who have lost their minds, Xu Le knows that it is difficult for him to play any role again, he reluctantly took out a Sanqi brand cigarette and handed one to the male waiter.
Lulu asked for one with a trembling hand, lit it and took a deep breath for fear of getting paler.
The three men crouched under the baffle and began to smoke in silence.
When a cigarette was about to be smoked, the sound outside finally changed, and there was a lot of chaos, footsteps, fists falling on flesh, cries of pain, and swearing, except for the huge sound of beer bottles and kettles.
When the air raid siren was lifted, Xu Le snuffed out his cigarette butt and carefully lifted the baffle to look out.
The night market was already in chaos, the two sides who had previously separated the two wings for long-range attacks, finally fought in one place, and began to fight hand-to-hand, the chair smashed into pieces, the cold iron pot collapsed to the head and blood flowed sideways, and in the roar, the officers and soldiers of the Second Military Region and the soldiers of Qinglongshan were entangled together like red eyes.
Fortunately, the Federation's firearms control is extremely strict, even if the front-line troops withdraw to the main star, they must also implement the rules and regulations of separating people and guns, and no one on both sides of the conflict carries guns, so they can only rely on fists and feet to vent their anger.
However, the situation soon took a new turn.
The Chrysanthemum Night Market is located in the prosperous area of Luoyuezhou, surrounded by troops who are resting, and the brawl between the political axe army and Qinglong Mountain spread very quickly, and countless soldiers who watched the excitement flocked to the night market.
The onlookers who don't know the truth are always easy to be stirred up by the current fierce scene, not to mention that the grievances and hatreds between the political axe army and Qinglong Mountain have not been resolved.
The first to join the battle was a group of soldiers from the Second Military Region who came to hear the news, and then a logistics company from Qinglongshan also joined the battle, and then some soldiers from the First Military Region couldn't stand it and began to help their comrades in the trenches.
The two sides of the fierce fight in the night market did not shout and drink, but the bystanders were excitedly joining on their own, and the brawling team was like a snowball, and the scene became more chaotic Every corner and space in the night market is full of fists, kicks and legs.
Two fights and one fight the landlord, three fights and one is still fighting the landlord, your head is bleeding, you can't look back in front of you, the two sides besiege and block, cut off the enemy's back road, steal peaches and attack the yin, spicy hands and black hands, blood flows vertically, the belt is not in the hands of the queen, only flying in the night sky.
Thousands of people scuffled in the night market, countless pairs of feet trampled the golden chrysanthemums to shreds, and then crushed together with the beer foam, glass shards, and mud on the ground, turning into some kind of indescribable mixture, splashing on people's trouser legs and faces.
"Good guys, it's fucking spectacular."
The alcohol in Xu Le's mind did not subside at all, he looked at this scene groggily, and was shocked and sighed, and then thought about why the gendarme who received his call had not yet arrived The night market was fierce, and the political axe army on the front line was always much more people, even if it was only the troops of the second military region, there were more people than Qinglong Mountain, and after a while, the political axe army gradually occupied the advantage, pressing the other party to the northwest corner of the night market.
The warriors of Qinglong Mountain had more or less scars on their heads and bodies, but they refused to admit defeat and gritted their teeth.
Before the gendarmes arrived, the men of Group 7 arrived first.
The team members who are spending time drinking in the splendor, I heard that there is a big drama being staged not far away, whether it is the old team members who are full of ruffians and look down on the wind, or the new team members who are shameless and the most trouble-loving, they will not let go of this good opportunity to watch the excitement, and they will rush dozens of people over with great interest.
The seven groups of team members were extremely excited to see this scene, and whistled lightly regardless of the faces of the people around them, and even started to cheer for both sides, but suddenly someone thought that their supervisor seemed to be drinking flower wine here before Seeing the beer bottles on the ground in front of them shattered, the night market was in a mess, and there was no place to find a good place, everyone's faces changed drastically and they began to worry.
Although they all knew that Xu Le's combat effectiveness was extremely fierce, but thousands of drunken soldiers made trouble, even if the military god was here in person, they were afraid that they would have to stay away, who could be the real enemy of a thousand people Xiong Linquan stared and searched for a long time, but he didn't find any trace of Xu Le in this chaos, and he couldn't get through the phone, his face suddenly darkened like the bottom of a black pot, as brave as him, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in the face of the crazy night market brawl.
He took a deep breath and drank bitterly: "Holy" Then he casually picked up a large iron pot in the mud at his feet, put it on his head, and rushed towards the night market.
To be continued: