Obviously, in order to complete the robbery of the dormitory area as soon as possible, more than a dozen cars of different models turned on their headlights and rushed towards the dormitory area in a flash. However, in just a few minutes, a Toyota pickup truck led by the lead had already rushed through the steel suspension bridge on the trench, and swung his tail very roughly and stopped on the spacious sand floor in front of the dormitory area.

Watching all the vehicles rushing through the steel suspension bridge quietly, Tang Guoming then reached out and pressed the communicator button: "Thunderbolt, implement obstacles!"

"clear!"

Accompanied by Bao Lei's slightly vague response, a series of slightly dull explosions suddenly came from the trench surrounding the dormitory area. Almost as the explosion sounded, balls of orange-red flames suddenly rose from the deep trench. The scorching air waves even knocked the black people close to the trench out. The three simple plaques set up above the trench were also pushed away by the flames that soared into the sky in an instant!

Before the black men who rushed into the dormitory area could react, a series of fine and straightforward explosions sounded again in the middle of the steel suspension bridge, which seemed to be quite strong. With the explosion, the steel suspension bridge that was enough to carry heavy vehicles passed was cut off by an invisible giant's knife and widened from the middle position, and smashed heavily into the burning trench!

Looking at the trench that had been completely filled with flames, the blacks who had cut off their retreat suddenly became confused. Especially several blacks holding automatic rifles, they even flattened the guns, pulled the trigger to the prefabricated house in the dormitory area, and fired randomly.

Lie on the corner of a wall of a prefabricated house, he could only barely hide a person's shallow pit. Tang Guoming ignored the bullets that shot through his head at all, and just focused on observing the black people sweeping around with guns, and whispered in a low voice: "Everyone should be careful! Fry the liver, keep an eye on it, don't shoot until it is absolutely necessary! Big work, winch!"

He agreed simply and neatly. Harbala hugged his waist and pulled two steel bar workers into a room that was temporarily built with building materials on the board house and had no roof. He lowered his voice and shouted at the two steel bar workers: "Prepare to load it! Follow me immediately after two rounds!"

Seeing two steel bar workers nodding while picking up two wooden boxes filled with stones in the corner of the wall, Halbala quickly reached out to connect the power of the hoist. As the hoist turned rapidly, several wire ropes tied to the hoist were quickly pulled into straight strings, making a shaking sound.

After grabbing an iron hammer, Halbala suddenly knocked down the limit wooden wedge temporarily installed under the pulley set stuck on several steel wires. The pulley set, which suddenly lost its power limit, quickly rotating, shaking a net bag full of stones linked to the steel wire, and then splashed the stones in the net bag far away.

Without taking the stones and splashing them out, Harbala immediately cut off the power of the hoist, and pounced on the net bag that fell to the ground. He stretched his arms as much as possible to support the net bag to the maximum limit: "Recharge!"

With Harbala's low shout, two steel bar workers who had already picked up the wooden box quickly rushed to the net bag and put the heavy wooden box in his hand into the net bag. After several repeated reciprocating, Harbala turned on the power supply of the hoist again: "Please carry the two sacks at the door, and spread them as they walk!"

He smashed the wooden wedge stuck on the pulley set with another hammer. While watching the net bag fly up, Harbala quickly cut off the power from the hoist. Then he grabbed a heavy sack that had already been placed at the door and carried it on his shoulders, and rushed out of the prefabricated room first.

While guiding two steel workers to bend down and run towards the established evacuation direction, Harbala reached out and pulled the tied buckles on the mouth of the sack. Various sharp glass fragments poured down from the sack, and in the blink of an eye the alleyway that Harbala and others had just walked through.

Feeling the sack on his shoulders lightened quickly, Halbala looked back at the glass fragments that were slightly shining in the alley with satisfaction, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth: "These guys are basically not wearing shoes! With this little thing, it's enough for them to drink a pot!"

The rocks flying all over the sky really hit the black people who gathered near the trench. More than 50% of the black people were beaten to the point of bleeding on the unblocked sand. In order to avoid the possible attacks of flying stones, the remaining black people naturally approached the prefabricated house closest to them.

Almost as soon as the black man approached the prefabricated house, two groups of workers wearing safety helmets and thick insulated protective suits had already rushed out of the lane near the prefabricated house under the leadership of Tang Guoming and Pan Guan, waving the mace in his hand, knocking the black man close to the exit of the lane to the ground one after another. Before the other black man could come back to his senses, Tang Guoming and Pan Guan had already issued an order in unison: "Retreat!"

Suddenly, he saw his companion being knocked down in a flash, and the few workers who attacked his companion looked unwilling to fight. The black people who saw this scene naturally divided into two groups and chased towards the alley where Tang Guoming and Pan Guan retreated. But because there were a large number of people rushing towards the alley, they just blocked the shooting boundary in front of the black people holding guns. The black people who had just loaded another magazine were immediately so angry that they scolded them. But in the noisy environment, the scolding that had torn their voices were naturally completely obscured.

Watching all the black men holding cold weapons rushed into two narrow alleys. The black men holding guns were about to approach the prefabricated house and together with their companions, they cleared the dormitory area. However, a dull sound of heavy objects roaring in the sky suddenly came from the sky. As the dull sound stopped abruptly, several DIY soft shells made of plastic cloth wrapped in gasoline, diesel and engine oil were already burning around the black men holding guns.

Almost at this same moment, several hunched figures suddenly appeared on the roofs near the entrances of the dormitory area, and they threw some sharp glass residues and rags with a strong smell of gasoline at the entrance of the tunnel. A cold sound suddenly sounded while all the entrances of the tunnel were blocked by glass slags and gasoline: "Drop the weapons in your hands! Otherwise, I guarantee you can turn into barbecue in one minute!"

As if to prove that the cold voice was true, on the roof of the board house in the dormitory area, torches suddenly flashed. The workers wearing safety helmets, holding maces and torches were all kept quiet, just like a revenge god who suddenly flashed from the dark night, posing an action that would throw the torches in their hands at any time!
Chapter completed!