Return to 2001 to pursue dreams

Now that everyone has made their decision, Yan Gaoliang begins to assign tasks. If the poaching teams did not encounter anyone on the road and chose to return to this small hotel, then they would have to use the limited weapons on hand to persist until police support arrived.

According to Li Jianjun's explanation, there were 13 people on the other side, each with a gun, while his side only had three guns and more than 100 rounds of ammunition. However, Yan Gaoliang and Cang Yunfeng were confident that they could deal with this mob.

Mix ready-made gasoline and engine oil together and pour them into a glass wine bottle to make a simple combustion bottle.

Use the wooden furniture in the hotel to make a simple foot-operated trebuchet, which uses the principle of leverage to throw the earthen burning bottle farther.

Yan Gaoliang taught Gao Hongda the traditional three-by-three tactics of the army and practiced tactical coordination several times.

After all this work, everyone seemed tired, so Xiyue took other unarmed people into the house to rest, while the three gun-bearers and Sun Dazhuang were on guard. The Tibetan Mastiff at the door is still like a sculpture. It sleeps when it is full and walks around the door when it is tired. The iron chain around its neck seems like Sun Wukong's tightening spell, locking up all its fighting spirit.

At 10:30 pm local time, the white wind blew again outside, and the cold wind was biting. The hotel seemed much warmer and more comfortable due to the blessing of the stove and fire wall. Cangyunfeng leaned against the window and closed his eyes to rest. They brought Three dogs and a wolf slept at his feet obediently.

Gao Hongda sat by the stove with his gun in his arms and thought about his own thoughts. Yan Gaoliang dragged Sun Dazhuang and the fat chef to fight the landlord, looking unusually calm and calm.

The two prisoners huddled against the wall and took a nap.

The satellite phone on the table rang, and everyone immediately became alert. Yan Gaoliang took the phone and kicked Li Jianjun up, saying in a threatening tone: "Cooperate well and let them continue to wait where they are!"

Li Jianjun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and answered the phone. Immediately there was a high-decibel shout: "Are you fooling me? It's been five hours and I haven't even seen the ghost! I They will all be frozen into grandsons! If your son dares to play tricks on me, I will go back and beat your brains to pieces!"

Before Li Jianjun could speak, his accomplice suddenly shouted into the phone: "Three little dogs have stolen the house! Come back quickly!"

This was bad. Yan Gaoliang immediately hung up the phone and hit the guy on the head with the butt of his gun, knocking him out.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, frowned and said: "You're so damn careless! Now we can only bear it! Those idiots are at least an hour away from here, and our reinforcements won't arrive for at least three hours, so We have to hold on for more than two hours."

Cangyunfeng seemed very calm: "In this case, let's do it!"

Gao Hongda's calf muscles began to twist and he said nothing. He used to just watch people fighting on TV and didn't think anything of it. Now that he was going to the battlefield in person, he was scared! It felt like the air was freezing, making it even harder to breathe. In the past, when fighting with people, it was just a slap in the face with a hammer, unless the idea was very special and could kill the person. This gun is different. No matter how high the martial arts is, it can still be knocked down with one shot.

Yan Gaoliang came over and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Relax, you will go to the roof later and find a dark place to hang out. As long as someone appears from the opposite side and shoot directly, it doesn't matter if the shot is inaccurate. If you see where they are hiding, , I fired at the ground near them. This is called fire suppression, and then I have the opportunity to give them a roll call." Then he turned back to Cangyunfeng and said, "Tell your team members that now is not the time to show off your temper. The other side is ruthless. , they must evacuate, they can’t do anything to help here, they are only holding them back!”

Cang Yunfeng nodded, got up and went into the room to do work for his team members.

After the team members withdrew, only Gao Hongda and his party were left in the small hotel, plus Cangyun Feng, a total of four people.

The wolf at the foot of Cangyun Peak suddenly raised its head, the other three dogs also raised their ears alertly, and the Tibetan Mastiff at the door gave a rare bark.

Gao Hongda followed the example of the other two and pulled the gun. He knew that what was supposed to come would eventually come.

Li Jianjun and his accomplices were tied up and thrown into the kitchen with a rag stuffed in their mouths.

Gao Da climbed up to the roof of the bungalow along the ladder at the back door, shivering in the cold wind and hid behind the chimney to look in the direction of the provincial road. There was no moonlight in the dark night, and nothing could be seen. Only the biting cold wind tore through the silence of the night.

The lights in the house were turned off, and it was unknown where the others were hiding.

Suddenly, several bright lights shone towards this small hotel, instantly making the front door of the hotel as bright as day. Gao Hongda immediately hid his head completely. For just a moment, his eyes were illuminated by the lights and he couldn't see anything. He closed his eyes to adapt. It took a while to return to normal. I secretly peeked out my head again to see the flames outside. The homemade Molotov cocktails were working. The Molotov cocktails thrown out of a car were ignited. People in the world screamed and jumped out of the car one after another. The lights gradually dimmed. The shadow of the person next to the car is more obvious.

With two simultaneous gunshots, the two people who were the first to get out of the car fell to the ground instantly, wailing in pain, and soon there was no movement.

What followed was gunshots like exploding beans. This was when the poachers began to fight back. They pointed their guns at the window and door frames of the hotel and shot wildly. The earthen walls of this Tibetan-style residence were very good, and the bullets hit them. , can only stir up a little dust, but cannot penetrate at all.

Shooting at night is really not like what you see on TV. You can see bullets flying around with long tails. These country bumpkins don't have tracer bullets at all. All you could hear was the thud of bullets hitting the wall.

An instruction came from the walkie-talkie in Gao Hongda's pocket: Take cover, don't shoot.