Erma glanced at Huabiao, intending to ask for instructions.
Hua Biao nodded immediately.
Seeing this, Erma whispered softly and started to pick at the door: "Hey, who's on duty today? Open the door!"
The movement in the east seemed particularly jarring in the stillness of midnight.
Even though they were dozens of meters away, Lei Tong and the others could hear clearly.
"Damn! You two Ma, you are too careless in what you do. If you make such a big noise, what if you wake up all the guys in the prison? What do you want me to do!" He complained angrily, and Lei Tong ordered him to shut up. Mouth.
It's already troublesome enough. If I'm talking nonsense, wouldn't that only increase the chance of exposure?
Derek held up the binoculars and stared at the situation outside the executive room.
Although he wasn't very clear, he still heard Erma banging on the door just now.
Pulling on Er Ma's trouser legs, Hua Biao yelled in a low voice: "Keep your voice down! Do you want to wake everyone up and recruit them?"
Erma had no choice but to smile bitterly. Just as he was about to argue, he heard an impatient curse coming from inside the room: "Who the hell is that! You're so stupid in the middle of the night!"
"Fuck! It's Biaozi! I'm Erma!"
"Second sister! You kid is sick! What time is it? Why don't you stick to the wall and come to my place to fly!" Obviously, Biaozi in the room was very dissatisfied with Erma's sudden call to the door.
"Open the door! Open the door! There's something wrong with my fucking gun, give me a new one!" In a hurry, Ermajong came up with the excuse that he had just discussed with Hua Biao and others in advance.
Don't tell me, this cover is reasonable. As a guard, if you find something wrong with the gun, you have no objection to coming to replace it.
The problem is, as a Biaozi, he is lying comfortably in the room. How can he be happy when Erma is tossing him like this: "Go away! Change your hair and stop looking for trouble!"
With just one sentence, Biaozi casually rejected the results of the Huabiao trio's discussion.
For a moment, Erma was speechless, and he looked at Huabiao beside him for help.
Hua Biao frowned and motioned for him to get back upright quickly. He was joking. Looking in his direction at this time did not mean that he was sending a signal to the enemy, telling him: There is someone next to me.
Without support, the helpless Erma can only rely on herself.
He knew very well that the victory or defeat of this battle not only related to his future status and fate, but more importantly, whether his life could be saved depended on this operation.
At the critical moment of life and death, Erma's head was spinning rapidly, and after much thought, the only excuse was the gun in his hand.
so……
"Damn it! Biaozi, I'm not going to talk nonsense to you. There's something really wrong with my gun. If anything happens at home tonight, you'll be the one to blame!"
"I'll carry it! Get out of here!"
"It's your uncle! A soft hit! That's it!" If the hard one is not enough, then the only way is to use the soft one. Xiaozhi's "profit" can be used at any time.
"Go away! You are as weak as a poor bird. It would be great if you can even fight in the white sand."
"Fuck! You won't open it, right? If you don't open it, I won't leave today. I'll see who can survive today!"
While talking, Erma simply took out a cigarette from his pocket, and then knocked on the door twice if he had something to do.
Hua Biao listened with excitement, let alone the guards inside.
No, within ten seconds, a series of curses came from inside.
After a while, Hua Biao clearly heard someone wearing pullovers walking towards the door.
Tang Xiaoquan gestured to Lei Tong behind him.
The two of them also heard the movement in the house. Wei Dazhuang clenched the scythe in his hand, ready for an attack at any time.
"Click!" The door lock opened, and then the door hinge "wailed" and opened from the inside. Before Erma could say anything, a male voice shouted rudely: "Damn it, you're full, aren't you? You are seeking death at night!"
"Hey, Lao Huang is here too!" Erma seemed not to have heard the other party yelling, and puffed out a smoke ring and said with a smile.
"Stop fucking with me, there's something wrong."
"Hey~ Why are you so angry? Come on, have a cigarette first!" Handing over the cigarettes he had prepared earlier, Erma Ma Liu lit the lighter.
"Fuck! I knew you were a poor kid, this bird smoke... Red River!"
"Hehe, why don't you wait until next time when I go out, I can give you supplies? By the way, where is Biaozi? Why don't you come out?" Erma took advantage of the opportunity to inquire, and at the same time, taking advantage of the skill of speaking, he put his left hand behind his back and followed the instructions taught by Tang Xiaoquan before. Sign language codes were used to convey messages to Huabiao and others outside.
"What the hell! Why are you here and everyone has to come out to receive you!" Biaozi's voice came out from inside the room.
Through the distance, Huabiao judged that the other party was at least 4 or 5 meters away from the door.
In other words, if you want to deal with the opponent, you have to rush into the entrance and hit the distance of 4 to 5 meters with all your strength.
According to the prisoner's previous description, the administrative room has a straight corridor inside, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
In addition, the weapons room has sufficient ammunition, so as long as Biaozi is strong enough, he alone can hold on to this room for a long time.
After all, Huabiao and the others have limited ammunition.
In addition, there are a large number of reinforcements from the bandits over there in the prison.
Therefore, if Biaozi cannot be lured to the door to solve the problem, then the uncertainty and risk involved in acting rashly are too great.
In view of this, Huabiao made a calm gesture to Wei Dazhuang and Tang Xiaoquan behind him.
Now it depends on whether Erma can get the Biaozi inside to the door.
"Haha, Biaozi, look what you said. I'm fucking keeping vigil on the wall, for whom? Isn't it for your safety?"
"Shit! I don't know about your virtues, so I expect you to keep vigil? If you are really here, I guess you guys have been arrested long ago."
When Biaozi said this, Erma's expression suddenly changed, and it felt like being slapped in public.
Lao Huang was worrying about his cigarette. Seeing that Er Ma looked wrong, he teased and teased: "What's wrong? Isn't this good?"
After coming back to his senses, Erma quickly calmed down her strange expression, rolled her eyes and shrugged, smiling: "Unhappy? Huh, I got kicked in the head by a donkey! So what... Come out, you're laying eggs in the holding room! Even if you're like a bird, you can't No birds will hatch. Come here quickly and pull out a cigarette."
This is the only way Erma can think of to lure Biaozi "out of the palace".
Finally, Huangtian paid off, and he didn't know if he couldn't stand Erma's harassment at the mouth, so Biaozi walked towards the door cursing.
Seeing that there was something going on, Er Ma struck while the iron was hot, agreeing to cooperate while Ma Liu took out a cigarette from his cigarette pack.
When Biaozi arrived, he handed it to him without saying a word, and then lit the lighter.
"Tell me, what are they doing so late? Don't tell me that your gun is really broken." As he spoke, Biaozi smiled and raised his foot to ejaculate at Erma.
Erma instinctively retreated, but as soon as he retreated, Lao Huang walked to the door: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, it's cold, come in and talk!"
Hearing this, Hua Biao couldn't help but lift the steel knife in his hand upwards. This was a very critical moment. If Er Ma entered the house and the other party closed the door, then the whole operation would be... (To be continued.) m.
