Chapter 73 Group Fight
Tripoli can be said to be a military city, where the People's National Guard's 3rd, 5th, and 8th Mechanized Infantry Brigades, the National Guard Brigade, as well as the Tank Battalion and the Ground-to-Air Missile Brigade are stationed. These troops firmly guard the security of Tripoli. Once the war begins, these troops will launch a counterattack in the first place to ensure the safety of the capital.
Angel and the little wildcat drove to a bar in the southeast of the city to drink and look for a fight. The bar was located near a regiment of the Libyan National Guard Brigade and had always been a place for the soldiers of the Guard Brigade to drink and relax.
In addition to the guard brigade drinking and relaxing here, there are also some terrorist organizations taken in by Gaddafi, including some assassins and serious criminals from various countries.
Angel and the little wild cat were harassed by a group of people as soon as they entered the bar. This group of people was not soldiers from the guard brigade, but a prisoner who had escaped from Morocco . Angel beat the other person to death during the harassment.
The blood just happened to splatter on the new clothes of a terrorist group nearby, causing a dispute, and Angel killed the terrorist alive.
Such an arrogant and domineering person had never appeared in this bar before, so the people in the bar began to besiege Angel and Little Wildcat, and two more people were beaten to death.
The matter got out of hand, and the bar owner quickly called the nearby guard regiment and asked the guard regiment, which had always acted as their protector, to handle the matter.
A platoon leader from the guard regiment arrived, but as soon as he showed up, he had his testicles kicked in by the little wildcat, so the guard regiment directly dispatched a company to detain Angel and the little wildcat in the bar. Fortunately, they were not fully armed, otherwise they would have been shot to death.
Omo, who was following them, saw that things were getting out of hand, so he quickly called Zhao Ziyang for help.
"Boom!... Boom!..." The roar of the engine was heard, and a convoy of lurkers rushed towards the bar with their fangs and claws, without any regard for the soldiers around them.
"Stop! Stop!" two soldiers shouted and waved to the Hummer in front.
The sickle-wielding driver didn't care and just rammed into the two soldiers.
Seeing the Hummer coming without stopping, the two soldiers hurriedly moved to the side to avoid being hit and killed by the car.
With a "crash", the Hummer crashed heavily into the bar, leaving a big hole in the wooden bar, and continued to ram into the soldiers inside the bar.
Several soldiers who were surrounding Angel and the little wild cat at the bar were knocked over in an instant, leaving a gap.
"Hey, Zhao Ziyang!" The little wild cat holding two knives saw Zhao Ziyang coming, raised his red face and shouted at Zhao Ziyang: "Are you here to fight too? Come on, come on, it's very exciting."
"Sister Wildcat, let me help you!" As the voice sounded, a tall and thin young man jumped down from a jeep at the back and punched the soldier closest to him.
With a dull "bang", the soldier was hit in the nose by the young man's punch . His nose was instantly crooked, and blood and tears flowed down violently.
"Who brought this kid here?" Zhao Ziyang roared, pointing at Zhao Changzheng who came up and started beating people and scolded him.
He was really angry, and although he came here to act arrogantly, his main purpose was to mediate. But this young man came up and started beating people, so even if he was right, it didn't matter.
"I came here by myself." Zhao Changzheng grinned at Zhao Ziyang with a cute smile.
“Get out of the way!”
Hearing the reminder, Zhao Changzheng suddenly dodged to the side to avoid the big foot of a soldier behind him.
"Fight!" The little wild cat opened his eyes wide, jumped onto the bar counter, and kicked two soldiers over.
The two soldiers were kicked in the mouth, and their strong bodies flew backwards, with blood flowing out of their mouths mixed with several broken teeth.
Angel was not to be outdone. She grabbed the head of the soldier closest to her and slammed it hard on the hard bar counter.
"Bang", a muffled sound was heard, and the soldier's entire face was smashed on the table. His face was strangely flat against the table under the force. Then his body rolled back as if with elasticity, and he lay on the ground and fell into a coma.
The situation was really out of control. Zhao Changzheng started to attack right away, leaving no room for reconciliation for both sides, and they had no choice but to fight.
"Damn it, hit him!" Zhao Ziyang shouted and kicked the soldier who rushed towards him, sending him flying backwards and falling into the crowd.
"Hit hard, gaga gaga..." Omo's strange cry was heard, and he adjusted his body into a half-squatting position, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind, and then suddenly exerted force and ran forward, rumbling towards the group of soldiers.
The polar bear-like Omo was like a human tank, knocking the group of soldiers to the ground. After knocking them over once, he changed direction and knocked them back, repeating this several times, disrupting the formation of the group of soldiers.
"You useless bastards, come on, hit me!" An officer shouted angrily, directing the soldiers to rush towards Zhao Ziyang and others.
Nearly a hundred soldiers formed groups of three or five to besiege the lurkers who were outnumbered. Chairs, wine bottles, and tables flew everywhere, and a chaotic hand-to-hand fight broke out.
With a "splash", a wine bottle flew onto Omo's head and smashed a bloody hole in his head. The red wine in the bottle found the best outlet and poured all over Omo's head and face, making Omo look like a bloody man.
"Fuck You!" Omo cursed angrily, wiped the mixture of wine and blood on his face and looked for which bastard hit him with the wine bottle.
But looking around, the whole bar was filled with people and bottles flying everywhere, and people were hit by bottles and fell to the ground from time to time. Glass shards were all over the floor of the bar, and no matter who fell , their bodies would definitely be embedded with a lot of glass shards.
A bottle of red wine was thrown straight at Omo, and Omo saw clearly that the one who threw the bottle was the little wild cat who threw his double swords aside.
"Hey, big stupid bear, be careful!"
Omo tilted his head to avoid the bottle, and the sound of the bottle colliding with a person's face came from behind him.
"Idiot! Bastard!" Omo was furious and cursed loudly.
With a "crash", a chair hit him hard and broke into pieces.
“Ah…”
As he roared, Omo grabbed the soldier who attacked him and threw him out of the bar. At the same time, he swung his left fist as big as a vinegar jar to hit another soldier.
With a dull thud, the soldier was knocked to the ground, his eyeballs bulging outwards, the corner of his mouth twisted to one side, and he fainted.
"Come, Beby, ahhh..." Blade took a fighting stance and shouted at the soldiers who were besieging him. When the opponent pounced on him, he took the initiative and knocked him to the ground with an elbow.
"Awoo... Chinese Kung Fu, Bruce Lee - ah woo..."
Several wooden sticks hit Blade at the same time, almost knocking him to the ground. Bruce Lee's signature move was completely interrupted.
"Daofeng, you idiot, why are you still paying attention to Xiaolong? Fuck you!" Zhao Changzheng cursed Daofeng loudly and threw him a brick that he had found from somewhere.
Blade, who was holding the brick, was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to use this weapon.
"Hit them on the head, knock them down with one brick!" Zhao Changzheng loudly told Daofeng how to use this weapon, and demonstrated it to the other party by knocking them down with one brick.
Seeing Zhao Changzheng enjoying the whistling, Daofeng immediately realized the powerful force of the brick. He immediately followed the method and whistled at the bricks one by one, absolutely cleanly and neatly.
"Awoo... Hit the head, hit the head..."
The melee was extremely intense, with hundreds of people from a company of the guards regiment and more than twenty lurkers filling the bar. In such a melee, it was impossible not to get injured, no matter who you were.
Zhao Zi, who had a bloody wound on his forehead, was lying next to a group of people, all of whom had their limbs broken without exception. In such a group fight, don't think about knocking out the opponent completely. The best way is to break their limbs and make them lose their fighting ability completely.
After wiping the blood off his face, Zhao Ziyang widened his eyes and strode towards the soldiers in front.
At this moment, Angel's voice came from a corner of the bar. Looking in the direction of the voice, Zhao Ziyang saw Angel being hit hard on the neck by a wooden stick, and a shocking purple-red color appeared on her white and tender neck.
"You cursed the guy next door!" The most vulgar curse came out of Zhao Ziyang's mouth. His blood-stained face showed a strong bloodthirsty and hideous look, and he rushed towards Angel's direction.
With a sound of "crack", the soldier who had just swung the stick to hit Angel was grabbed by Zhao Ziyang. He used both hands to break the opponent's wrist holding the stick, threw him to the ground, and kicked him in the chest.
There was a dull sound of bone breaking, and the soldier's body bent violently like a shrimp after a foot stepped on his chest, and blood spurted out of the corner of his mouth. His sternum was at least half broken by this kick.
"Kill them for me!" A murderous roar burst out from Zhao Ziyang's chest and abdomen, and he ordered the mercenary group to start killing these soldiers.
Don’t mess with Angel, Zhao Ziyang is not afraid of physical pain, but he is afraid of heartache, and Angel is the one who can make him feel heartache.
With a "puff" sound , the muffled sound of a military knife entering the body was heard, and Zhao Ziyang's face twitched. He was stabbed from behind.
“Roar!” “Snap!”
The roar was accompanied by the sound of a saber blade breaking. Zhao Ziyang turned around and used his back muscles to clamp the opponent's blade, using the force of his turning to twist the opponent's saber in half.
"Swish..." A stream of blood spurted out and sprayed all over Zhao Ziyang's face.
Angel behind him directly grabbed the long knife dropped by the little wild cat and stabbed it into the soldier's body, then pulled it out with a twist, bringing out blood.
The situation was completely out of control, and the lurkers began to kill the soldiers. They were not good-tempered and did not care that they were killing the Libyan guard brigade responsible for the security of the capital.
"I'm going to grab the machine gun!" Omo shouted, pushing aside the two people in front of him and running towards the jeep.
Hearing Omo's voice, two officers with pistols from the Guard Brigade immediately drew their guns and aimed at Omo, ready to kill him.
“Puff! Puff!”
"ah!……"
The pistol fell to the ground with a thud. The two officers cried out in pain while holding their hands, looking at the ancient coins deeply embedded inside.
"Da da da..." There was a sudden burst of crisp gunfire outside, and then Omo was forced back by a tall, beautiful woman wearing a beret with a gun pointed at his head.
The chaos in the bar stopped instantly, and both sides stopped fighting each other the moment the gunshots rang out.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!…”
There was also the sound of objects colliding with flesh in the corner, which disappeared after a long while. Zhao Changzheng stood up from the corner, grinned, threw the blood-stained brick on his hand aside, and clapped his hands as if nothing had happened.
"Girl, if you don't move your gun away I will be rude to you." Omo made a threatening voice with murderous intent in his eyes.
"You'd better behave yourself, or your head will explode right now." The girl who pointed the gun at Omo's head said in a cold voice.
At the same time, several tall women wearing berets entered the bar with guns and pointed the black barrels of their guns at Zhao Ziyang and others.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the third-party force, the soldiers of the Guard Brigade all breathed a sigh of relief, while Zhao Ziyang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at these unusual women.
