The final stage of the hand-to-hand combat was a battle of martyrdom. The Chinese soldiers pulled the grenades on their waists and threw them from the second and third floors into the crowd of Russian charging troops, blasting holes in flesh and blood.
The soldiers guarding the gate on the first floor were even more fierce. They fired grenades and rushed directly into the enemy crowd, taking ten lives for one person. At this moment, the Russians' crazy energy was temporarily suppressed. They really didn't expect that China, which could cut off more than one million square kilometers of land through diplomacy and intimidation, could become so fierce and tough now.
When the British and French forces invaded Beijing, Russia only relied on diplomatic mediation and the threat of Siberian Cossacks at the border to directly cut off all the land on the east bank of the Ussuri River. At that time, China was simply a little girl who allowed itself to be bullied. .
But only eight years later, why did that little girl suddenly evolve into a fierce and fierce bearded girl? And looking at the fierceness with which he swung the kitchen knife, he was a seasoned veteran.
What has changed this nation? Could it be that this cruelty is an inherent gene in the blood of the Chinese nation? So who awakened this sleeping demon?
Molière on the St. Peter in the distance put down his telescope. He said to the equally surprised captain beside him, "I suggest that the gunboats approach and shoot. This group of Chinese resisted so fiercely, which shows that there must be treasures in the building..." Maybe the harvest this time is greater than you think..."
Stefanski put away his previous hatred towards Molière and nodded to the adjutant. Then a small gunboat with a tonnage of about 500 tons began to crash towards the dock. He was ready to approach and shoot with a high-speed gunboat. Clear out those pesky hitters with precision artillery fire.
The armored gunboat crushed the corpses on the water, and the Russian troops on the financial street began to retreat. The battlefield suddenly became quiet. Tian Lin in the vault yelled, "Why is it quiet outside? I went out to see look……"
Niu Jincai didn't catch him with his backhand, but Tian Lin yelled, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why did the fighting stop..."
Boom...an earth-shaking loud noise, as powerful as twenty grenades tied together and exploding at the same time. Everyone in the vault was immediately knocked to the ground, their eardrums buzzing.
Niu Jincai trembled on the ground and crawled forward. He had seen people crawling during training in a new recruit camp in Ryukyu. He had seen it once and didn't know whether the posture was standard or not. Maybe he would be whipped by the instructor with this posture?
Wait, why am I thinking about all this nonsense? Am I not on a battlefield? I have to calm down, I have to calm down!
The huge air wave vibration caused Niu Jincai's consciousness to become temporarily confused. He even had some random scenes flashing through his mind. It was not until the bloody body of his old friend appeared in front of him that those hallucinations were completely swept away.
Tian Lin stood in the hall, blood dripping from her body, and she made a sound that was not like a human voice in her throat. The door and the sandbag wall in front of him had disappeared. The huge explosion created a monster like an evil ghost. A huge gap like a mouth.
The sun shone in through the door, and countless Russian figures were swaying and rushing inside. Niu Jincai shook his head, trying desperately to hear what his old friend was shouting, and also wanted to know what the Rakshasa ghost was shouting, but there was only a buzzing in his ears and nothing else.
"...Kill the thief...Kill the thief..."
He didn't know whether it was a second or a century. The moment Niu Jincai's ears recovered hearing, his old friend Tian Lin was already moving. He was holding a grenade he picked up from somewhere in his hand, and the fuse was hissing. of smoke.
Tian Lin's face and chest were pricked with various debris, and blood spurted out from any wound. He said one voice, "Kill the thieves, kill every one you can."
"Old Tian..." Niu Jincai wanted to get up from the ground to save him, but unfortunately it was too late. He only heard a bang, the grenade turned into a bright light and a fierce air wave, and shopkeeper Niu was thrown to the ground again.
Tian Lin died for her family!
The death of his old friend made Niu Jincai completely crazy. He suddenly laughed hysterically, "Don't you want gold? I'll give you gold..." After saying that, he turned around and rushed towards the treasury, followed by a large group of soldiers.
Niu Jincai had never run so fast in his life, let alone so powerfully. He pulled down cabinets, sundries and even corpses against the wall with his backhand to stop the pursuers. After rushing into the vault, he lowered the iron railing door with a crash. .
Bo Ni Country, later known as Brunei, Xiao Letian chose this place as the largest reclamation area in Chinese Southeast Asia for a profound strategic purpose.
Because not only does it have excellent farmland for rice production, it is also the most important oil export base in South Asia in later generations. Half of Brunei's finances are supported by the oil industry.
Why did Japan desperately want to enter Southeast Asia during World War II? What they wanted was the oil here, especially the shallow oil fields that were easy to exploit, including the oil fields in Brunei.
Oil is not a rare thing here. Xiao Letian's expedition team has discovered some shallow oil fields and accurately mapped them, and the oil resources have been used in large-scale projects to burn down the rainforest and open up farmland.
Even ordinary small farming villages have oil reserves, let alone Lotte Bank.
Niu Jincai held a sharp ax and laughed at the Russians who were blocked outside the iron fence, "Don't you want gold? I'll give it to you..." With one click of the ax, streams of black crude oil flowed out of the iron oil barrel.
The other guys in the vault also knew what was going on. They didn't choose to escape. They opened the hidden kerosene barrels and started pouring it around in the vault. "I won't give it to you even if I burn it... I'll set it on fire!"
The pungent smell of oil and kerosene made the Russian soldiers outside have no idea that these Chinese were all lunatics, and for a moment they forgot to shoot.
Niu Jincai, who was covered in dark oil, smiled like a miner digging coal. Only his teeth and the whites of his eyes were frighteningly white. When he struck a match in his hand, a bright flame began to dance in the air, as if an elf was in the air. dance.
The idiot-looking soldiers outside the fence were shouting angrily, "Don't burn...huhu...don't burn...huhu..."
Niu Jincai smiled happier than a child. He was really happy to see the Rakshasa ghost sticking out his butt and blowing matches before he died. He was really happy with this ugly appearance.
"Sure enough, people die for wealth and birds die for food! This damn advanced civilization is actually nothing more than a group of thieves!"
boom! The flames suddenly burst into flames in the vault. Shopkeeper Niu and the clerks were quickly swallowed up by the flames. They danced and screamed in the flames. The cabinet full of gold was knocked over, and other precious gems and valuable documents were all dropped. Into the sea of fire.
Thick smoke and flames rushed out, and the Russian soldiers blocking the outside were choking and coughing, and they were too roasted to get close.
"Oh my god, these are a bunch of lunatics... Go back and attack other buildings... Oh my god, what kind of place have we come to..."
The fire and smoke of Lotte Bank were quickly discovered by Molière on the sea. He shook his head regretfully, "Let's go, Commander-in-Chief, we should go ashore. The most important stronghold has been captured... We should Go and see with your own eyes what’s going on!”
