For example, when a foreign tourist in a country is kidnapped, it will definitely be a big event in the country, and they will rescue the hostages as soon as possible.

But now Thailand is in a period of political turmoil, and the economic recovery after the financial crisis has been slow to show results. The survival interests of the bottom craftsmen and farmers cannot be guaranteed, and the red shirts who represent the interests of this class are naturally not satisfied.

Lots of problems.

The royalist Yellow Shirt Army believed that they were instigated by certain people and wanted to subvert, implement a republic, and betray the King of Thailand.

There was a violent collision between the two different classes, causing the pro-royalist military to be cautious. It was so wary of the Red Shirt Army that not even a decent armed force appeared for more than two hours after the hijacking incident.

on the Stock Exchange of Thailand.

If we insist on saying that there is one, perhaps it is only the anti-government armed forces in southern Thailand.

The drastic changes in the hall made the eyes of the reporter who was interviewing sparkle with tears of excitement. In addition to fear, there was also excitement.

Yes, as professional media people, these guys know exactly what it is like to see a group of foreign tourists suddenly transformed into Rambo from First Blood.

The camera was like a vicious dog that smelled something fishy, ​​staring intently at the sudden extended Hummer.

"Bulletproof vest! Do you want a bulletproof vest? Zhang Bingsheng! I'm going to fuck your mother, your mother's bitch is deaf."

Bit tart tart!

Both sides found cover and fired at each other. Zhang Ben pulled a grenade and threw it towards the corner.

With a bang, the hall seemed to collapse.

At this time, the outside armed men who saw the movement here immediately tore off their disguises from the crowd and rushed in screaming with Gengar in hand.

But Zhang Yisheng took over Zhang Bi's Zhao. He aimed at those people and fired three consecutive shots.

Triangular burst shooting, this old guy was a sharpshooter back then. A fierce man who could shoot the Japanese in the bunker.

"Fuck! This gun has no power!, Xiao

Zhang Bingsheng put on a body armor and hit the Hummer's tires. At this time, he could already tell that there were at least forty or fifty people, and possibly more.

The police outside have completely fled. Damn it!

Those European and American ghosts stared wide-eyed: "Called 0.

Zhang Juncai asked Zhang Bi: "Why is this watermelon thunder so weak!"

Zhang Bi was also helpless: "I don't know. Throw a few more, there is a box in the car."

The firepower of both sides is very fierce. It can be said that this is completely the scale of a second-line battlefield.

Several foreigners wanted to get closer, but Zhang Ben fired two shots in front of them and said coldly in English: "Get away."

Including several veterans from other villages, there are a total of eighteen people.

A total of nine old men from the Zhang family came. Some of them were not traveling, and there were also nine from other villages. There were two. The old man was still the main machine gunner, but it was a pity that there was no one who was good at it.

"Fuck! The carriage is smashed!"

Zhang Juncai shrank to the ground, took a glance, and suddenly shouted: Xiao Ben, there are dogs on all sides! It’s terrible! I’m going to be made into dumplings!, Xiao Ben

"Is there anything heavy in the car?"

Zhang Bi was also beaten so suddenly that he could not lift his head. The other party had at least twelve guns pointed at him. Helen was pinned to the ground by him and he could not let her get up for a moment.

"There is also a big box! I can't understand this thing! It's in English!"

Zhang Juncai gritted his teeth, grabbed the handle with one hand, and pulled it down hard. There was a loud bang. This thing was heavy enough, and he didn't know what it was.

"You all listen to my command! Zhang Sanxian is furious!"

Several veterans were stunned for a moment, and then they all held their guns and huddled on the floor of a row of tables. Several people coming from the right had been killed by them. The ammunition was consumed very quickly. They did not dare to relax at all.

"The people on the left are pressing a little more. There are twelve guns there. I saw a domestically produced 56. Damn you, how can these *** have such fierce firepower! Are all the Thai police eating shit?

Zhang Laosan roared and winked. Brothers Zhang Bingsheng and Zhang Yisheng followed the third young master and retreated into the chair aisle. This can be regarded as a trench.

Suddenly, the tactical command turned out to be three guns shooting at the same time, pressing down five or six meters. He quickly squatted down to change the magazine. The magazines on the ground were opened row by row. It was quite spectacular.

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“How do you use this damn thing?!

Zhang Juncai took a look and asked.

Zhang Bi also shrank down, and at least twenty people were already pressing in at the front door. If this firepower could not keep up, he would be a piece of shit and be eaten by force.

Glancing at the guy in the box, Zhang Ben's eyes lit up.

This is a miniature minigun, with a net weight of 10.6 kilograms. If it is fully loaded with one thousand rounds of ammunition, it will be less than 40 kilograms.

It is a weapon for individual soldiers to suppress fire support and is a high-end product of the Yankees.

This seems to be an experimental model of an old series. It was an important part of the American Future Soldier plan in 1996. This thing may have been given to the Thai government for trial use first and then payment.

As soon as Zhang Bi saw this thing, he knew that he would be lucky today.

With one gun in hand, it is more powerful than two squads!

Minigun's theoretical speed is six thousand rounds per minute. It relies on a two-year eight-volt DC motor to drive the rotor. It has seven ammunition slots and a dedicated ammunition box placed on the back.

The six barrels are electrically driven, so the speed can be adjusted. Compared to ordinary machine guns that average a thousand rounds per minute, this thing is simply god-like.

You can often see the Minigun Vulcan version hanging on helicopters in movies. It is very powerful, but it is the NATO 7.62 standard. The one in Zhang Bi's hand is a miniature version, using the 5.56 variant.

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During the Vietnam War, this thing was called the Minigun Cannon, which shows how powerful it was.

"Grandpa! Hang it up for me!"

With a ferocious look on his face, Zhang Ben picked up the gun and the ammunition box. Zhang Juncai picked up the ammunition box and put it on his back. The bullet chain was fastened. Zhang Ben took a deep breath and shouted to the left and right: "Grandpa, you all come back.

, walk towards the elevator, I will stay here alone."

As he spoke, the whole person suddenly started shooting towards the left side.

The sound of Minigun is very strange. It is the sound of a small electric motor, but its power will soon let Zhang Sanxian and others know why this thing is an indispensable part of the Yankees' future warrior plan.

A weapon.

This is real fire support!

In just the blink of an eye, all the tables in the far corner were smashed to pieces. Zhang Ben carried Minigun and fired continuously for five seconds. There was no sound at all, and the ground was covered with rotten meat and blood.

into a river.

Zhang Sanxian quickly retreated with his brothers. As he walked, he shouted: "Let's retreat first, let Xiao Ben take the rear."

Zhang Bi picked up Helen, threw it to the old man, and shouted: "Grandpa! Take good care of this little girl, I will rely on her to lead the way today."

"Son of a bitch, why couldn't I find him back then?

Zhang Laosan cursed and suddenly shouted: "Don't take the elevator! Take the stairs!"

On the elevator, the number went down. It was obvious that someone was about to get off. Zhang Bi pulled two grenades from his body, put them to his mouth and bit off the tabs.

Defensive grenades have a delay of seven seconds.

Five seconds later, as soon as the elevator door opened, two grenades flew in.

There was a bang, and broken limbs were flying. The three cameras were completely stunned.

Only then did the reporter truly understand why war reporters were respected. It was too dangerous, too bloody, and too terrifying!

What about the big man with a black face on the other side? He was holding a six-barreled machine gun that looked like a fire-breathing poisonous dragon. Wherever he went, it was like a corpse-dismemberment scene.

Sizzle, sizzle,

The motor started turning again, and the seven or eight armed men who rushed in from the door were turned into dregs and minced meat along with the glass on the spot.

The theoretical range of Minico is 1,500 meters, and Zhang Bi's position is exactly in the center of the hall. It radiates out in a circle, and it is completely one person controlling one position.

Moreover, the opponent's attack method was too stupid, so Zhang Bi fought and retreated.

With such a heavy load and the strenuous exercise before, Zhang Bi was panting at this time. The foreign tourists lying on the ground were praying non-stop, and most of them were crying to God.

There are more and more armed personnel on the periphery. Obviously, this situation is beyond Zhang Bi's imagination.

Are these guys trying to subvert the Thai government?

"Fuck! How come there are so many people!"

He was a little exhausted. This kind of physical exertion was far faster than fighting a sword fight. He was breathing heavily. Zhang Bi kept scanning his surroundings.

Fortunately, he doesn't need a telescope, let alone a collimator.

Because he can control the spring water at the position of his eyeballs, like an eagle's eye.

The crowd was restless, and the chaos just now was clearly visible on the TV screen. A military Humvee rushed in, and then a black-faced man killed the anti-government armed personnel in southern Thailand. He then kept throwing grenades.

.The scene was extremely heated, the camera kept shaking, and the picture was very shaky.

The host's voice almost sounded like crying, but this host will definitely become popular in the future. This is absolutely certain!

The embassies in Bangkok were also watching the TV footage. The whole scene made these ambassadors pale. It was simply unbelievable that such a humanoid weapon appeared here.

Especially when Minigun came out, many people thought they were special operations personnel sent by the US military to rescue American citizens.
To be continued...