Barburu's answer was very hard, because he knew very well that neither he said nor did he say it, the mercenary in front of him would not let himself go.

Standing on the edge of Babru, the light in his eyes saw the hands of the tortoise, and was touching the pistol, he said, “Dain Military Resources Company, the citrus?”

Just to give the two people in front of a happy roachcock, heard Fan Yize's words, suddenly opened their eyes, some unexpected look at the opening of Fan Yize, the eyes cast a curious eye, from the chair quickly stood up, asked Fan Yize:

“Who are you?”

At this time, the cockroaches really valued the young Chinese around this Barbro, and it was not important to them who lived on the death line all day.

“Future Military Resource Group, you can call me God.”Then he opened his mouth and said,

“Then the old man will send you to God.”The hands of the talking voice had appeared in the hands of the tortoise and fired a shot at Fan Yize's head.

However, the expected head did not appear, and he did not even have two meters away from Fan Yize, and still stood in front of him intact, and then a white spot appeared on the glass wall behind him.

Barburu on the side was also startled, he did not think of the cockroach to do it, but even more frightened by the gun.

The bullet did penetrate Fan Yize's head, because the bullet point on the back glass was on the straight line between the mouth of the roach and the head of Fan Yize.

A little embarrassed Barbro, the opposite of the crab is not much better, he is very confident in the speed of his own gun, at such a distance, no one can hide, not to mention the person in front of him, not only to hide, but also slightly shaking his head.

This picture has never been seen by a cricket in a lifetime.

In the office, the soldiers of the Prime Minister's Office, as well as the soldiers of the Red Turban Army, who fell to their knees, were all stupid.

Ten and nine straight shots, people have nothing.

“Do you want to try it?”The marks on the corners of Fan Yize's mouth were more obvious, and the eyes of the cockroach were full of ironic taste.

“Damn bastard.”The next second, the cockroach was crazy to pull the trigger, and the gun went straight to the key of Fan Yize.

The twelve-shot pistol soon fired the bullet, but the Fan Yize, who stood in front of him, was still intact, and on the glass behind him, twelve clear white spots, made people a little scalp tingling.

“Let me open...” The roachroaches, as a mercenary who tumbling in blood, did not know how many times, before he could think about it, and when he opened the pistol magazine, he ordered the Red Turban Army behind him to shoot them all.

However, his words had not yet been said, a bullet penetrated directly into his head, only three English words of the cricket, the whole back of the head of the skull, by a powerful bullet, blood-red brain sprinkled.

I don't know when, Fan Yize holds a very elegantly shaped pistol, a white gun body, like ivory pure, the gun's dark lines like the roots of the old tree.

In the office, a dozen Red Turban soldiers, not even time to react, the roaches fell in front of them, when they thought of lifting the muzzle of the gun to Fan Yize, almost with a piece of gunfire, a dozen bullets had taken their lives.

A dozen soldiers of the Red Turban army fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the soldiers of the Prime Minister's Office Guard, who were lying on the ground until they were lying in front of them, who could not die, gradually reacted, got up quickly, grabbed the weapons that were still on the side, surrounded, and protected Babub.

At the same time, Fan Yize on the side slowly put away his pistol, and at the same time, there was a lot of gunfire in the Prime Minister's Office, and Fan Yize turned back to Babu and said: "Mr. Prime Minister, my people are fighting against the Prime Minister's Office, and I believe that the rebellion of the Prime Minister's Office will soon be resolved."

"Then please, Mr. Fan, I will always remember your kindness."Barburu looked at Fan Yize's eyes, grateful, more or a kind of fear and fear.

In the face of the muzzle of the Red Turban Army, he had never seen such a terrible side, why those bullets did not hit the person in front of him, Babru never understood, nor wanted to understand.

But these are not important, at least now both sides are on the same front.

But Babru also felt very deep at this moment, and the presence of this seemingly harmless animal and animal Fan Yize was definitely not a cause for trouble.

Seeing the eyes that came out of Pablo’s eyes, Fan Yize was pleased with the result, and he could have solved these people from the beginning, but he didn’t want that.

There is no difference for the dead, but for the still alive, he needs a permanent shock.

The battle in the Prime Minister's Office is very fierce, and through the glass you can see that the Red Turban Army soldiers who have captured the Prime Minister's Office are dying at a rapid pace.

At least three snipers, targeting the prime minister's office, crushed the red scarf army in the prime minister's office, did not dare to show their heads.

The sniper in the distance has no mercy, even if he hides behind the pillars, he will be killed directly.

The powerful sniper bullet, directly even 80 cm in diameter of the cement column, can directly penetrate, killing the Red Turban soldiers hidden behind.

The direction of the main entrance has already been captured, and the assault team of four two people, under the cover of sniper fire, has arrived at the Prime Minister's Office.

These commandos and snipers in the distance, as if everyone had countless eyes, would be killed in the first place whenever the soldiers of the Red Turban army opened fire.

Even if you just extend your arm and shoot blindly, your arm will be hit by a bullet.

A group of two assault groups, alternating cover sports shooting, fire suppression is very fierce, alternating replacement of the magazine, with very close cooperation, to ensure the continuous fire output, do not give the enemy the opportunity to suppress.

Motion rapid shooting, which is the minimum standard for entering the Red Police Special Commandos, not to mention that on them, they are wearing microwave scanners, which can quickly obtain real-time information on the battlefield, and hide behind the building bunker, the enemy is nowhere to be found.

These soldiers of the Red Turban Army, although they are elite in Tansambik, but also look at who, the so-called elite, that is, every training time, just a few more bullets, on the real combat effectiveness, simply can not go to the table.

The security alarm of the Prime Minister's Office was quickly lifted, but the whole city of Cassiri was in the crossfire, and the Red Turban Army was almost killed, and the government defense forces of Kasiri were struggling to resist.