Xu Le turned around and used his sturdy back to block the beer bottles that filled the sky. He just happened to see the Green Dragon Mountain troops being attacked, only to see countless beer bottles raining down. The place was already in a mess. The dining tables were flipped over and the beer bottles shattered on the ground. The glass shards that flew up were like shrapnel, extremely dangerous.
That Green Dragon Mountain military officer coldly stared over there, completely ignoring those dangerous beer bottles that flew past his head.
With a bang sound, a beer bottle smashed into his head, creating a bloody wound that was so deep that the bone could be seen. The military officer expressionlessly took a deep breath, wiping away the blood on his face. Suddenly breaking the silence, he pointed over there and roared, "Fight for me!"
The equipment of the Green Dragon Mountain troops was far behind the government army. Even if the Federation's Ministry of Defense provided a lot of support, they still looked pitifully plain. However, their military training and discipline far surpassed the average level of the government army. When those ferocious beer bottles flew over, they either threw themselves to the ground or lifted up the dining tables. They were extremely proficient in dodging.
At this moment, hearing their commanding officer finally give the order to fight, the Green Dragon Mountain soldiers whose eyes were already burning with fire began to loudly shout! They picked up the stainless steel kettles beside them and fiercely threw them towards the government army, beginning a courageous counterattack.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Several kettles whistled as they flew over. These kettles were not like beer bottles that could explode, but the stainless steel kettles that were filled with clear water were exceptionally heavy and sturdy, their momentum astonishing.
Following that were even more stainless steel kettles. The giant hail like kettles pierced through the night sky, landing in the middle of the Second Military Region's troops. With muffled smashing sounds, they instantly smashed into many people, causing them to bleed and faint on the ground!
The ground was filled with remnants of chrysanthemums and foam, the color of the beer was the same. The sky was filled with beer bottles and stainless steel kettles. The entire Chrysanthemum Night Market immediately sank into a dangerous chaotic battle, the number of people bleeding more and more. Both sides hid behind their respective tables, howling in pain and cursing at the same time. They fought at close quarters, picking up any hard objects around them and throwing them at each other. The scene was extremely spectacular.
The rest of the customers in the night market had scattered like birds and beasts when the two sides confronted each other. Xu Le tried to mediate but was trapped in the middle. There was a possibility that he would be accidentally injured by flying objects at any time. Fortunately, when the battle started, the night market waiter on the turntable was quick to react. He pulled the two of them into the turntable and at the same time, put a thick shield over their heads.
From time to time, there would be heavy banging sounds on the board. Xu Le, who was frowning, held Lulu's hand and half-squatted under the board. He was a little flustered by these sounds.
However, the night market attendant seemed to be relatively calm. He squatted in the corner and drew circles silently. Xu Le put down the phone and asked, "It looks like you're not that scared?"
"We Cillin have a lot of soldiers, so we have the most mountains in the army. Going back a few decades, there are so many old grudges between the few military regions that we can't even count them … Every time we drink too much and have nothing to do, we'll start complaining bitterly about which army abandoned their allies on the battlefield back then, and how brave we were, how could we not fight?"
The attendant said mockingly, "I heard the boss say that the Chrysanthemum Night Market has been open for as long as these soldiers have been fighting for. Especially since last year, when the Federation started to counterattack, more and more soldiers came, and the number of battles became more and more frequent … Look, last week, the Third Red Division in the West Woods even had a fight with a military region's special mecha team here. In the end, three ambulances even came. "
"That's really scary," Lulu said softly with a pale face.
"What's so scary about it? When soldiers fight, they won't lay a hand on us commoners. Every time there's a loss, the officers of the army will naturally pay for it. All the facilities will be replaced every two to three weeks. The boss isn't that unhappy. As for us … we'll just treat it as a show. "
The male attendant said mockingly. He seemed to be indifferent, but in reality, his words were full of anger. After a moment, he scratched his head and said emotionally, "But … a scene like today's is really rare. F * ck, hundreds of beer bottles flying in the sky. It's really f * cking spectacular."
As he said that, the baffle above them was hit by a heavy object. With a heavy thud, dust fell.
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"Hide! Hide! These bastards' kettles are too hard! "
"F * ck you! Class Three, go to the warehouse and bring the stored beer bottles over. We don't have enough ammo! "
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"Save the kettles! There's not much left! Instructor, take people to the warehouse to get beer! "
"Can't get beer? Get the charcoal for barbecue! "
"10: 30 o 'clock, 30 degrees inclination, 50 meters distance, smash it!"
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Countless angry roars and orders came from below the baffle. The soldiers on both sides of the conflict were using everything they could to make tactical movements for airstrikes and avoiding airstrikes. Beer bottles whizzed over, stainless steel kettles blasted over, and then rocks picked up from the beach, primitive barbecue charcoal that hadn't been completely burned … At this moment, the density of airstrikes in the Chrysanthemum Night Market was abnormally terrifying. There was even a legendary scene of beer bottles and stainless steel kettles colliding in the air and perishing together!
The three people below the baffle looked at each other. Xu Le listened to these sounds and felt the chaos and danger outside. He felt like he wasn't in the West Woods' main planet, Sunset State, but still on the front line of the battlefield on Fallen Star. Above his head were the missile planes of the Federation and the Empire. Everywhere was filled with the smell of burning leaves and mushroom-shaped smoke.
The chaotic battle had already begun. The night market was full of dangerous objects in the airstrikes. At this moment, facing the soldiers who had lost their minds, Xu Le knew that he couldn't do anything. He helplessly took out a 37 brand cigarette and gave one to the male attendant. Lulu asked for one with trembling fingers. After lighting it up, she took a deep breath. Because of fear, her face became even paler.
The three people crouched below the baffle and began to smoke silently.
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Just as he was about to finish his cigarette, the noise outside finally changed. It was a chaotic mess. Footsteps, the sound of fists hitting flesh, cries of pain, and curses were incessant. Only the loud sounds of beer bottles and kettles were hard to hear.
The airstrike alarm was lifted. Xu Le put out the cigarette and carefully lifted the baffle to look outside.
The night market was already in chaos. The two sides that were attacking from afar had finally gathered together and started to fight in close range. Chairs were smashed into pieces, and cold iron pots were smashed into heads, causing blood to flow. Amidst the roars, the soldiers of the Second Military Region and the soldiers of the Green Dragon Mountain were entangled with each other in a fierce battle.
Fortunately, the Federation's gun control was extremely strict. Even the frontline troops had to follow the rules and regulations of gun separation once they retreated to the main planet. Neither side carried a gun, so they could only vent their anger with their fists and feet. This fight looked tragic, but it shouldn't cause any deaths. Xu Le temporarily relaxed.
However, the situation immediately changed again. The Chrysanthemum Night Market was located in the bustling area of Sunset State. All around it were troops resting and reorganizing. The news of this fight between the government army and Green Dragon Mountain spread extremely quickly. Countless soldiers who came to watch the show flocked to the night market.
The spectators who did not know the truth were easily stirred up by the intense scene before them. Not to mention, the grudge between the government army and Green Dragon Mountain had not been completely settled.
The first to join the fight was a group of soldiers from the Second Military Region who came after hearing the news. Then, a logistics company from Green Dragon Mountain also joined the fight. Then, some soldiers from the First Military Region couldn't watch anymore and began to help a comrade in the trenches.
A revolution was not a treat, but a fight really did feel like a treat. The two sides that were fighting fiercely in the night market did not shout and shout, but the passersby excitedly joined in. The fight snowballed bigger and bigger, and the scene became even more chaotic.
Every corner and space in the night market was filled with the shadows of fists and kicks. Two versus one Fight the Landlord, three versus one was still Fight the Landlord, fighting until your head was broken and blood flowed. You could only look forward and not back. Both sides surrounded and blocked, cutting off the enemy's path of retreat. Sneak attacks, vicious attacks, blood flowing everywhere. The belt was not in the hands of the queen, only dancing in the night sky.
Over a thousand people fought in the night market. Countless pairs of feet crushed the golden chrysanthemums, and then crushed them together with the beer foam, glass shards, and mud on the ground, turning into some kind of indescribable mixture that splashed onto people's trousers and faces.
"Damn, this is really f * cking spectacular."
Xu Le's head was still feeling tipsy. He groggily looked at this scene and said with incomparable shock. Then he thought, why hasn't the military police who received my call arrived yet?
The chaotic battle in the night market was intense. The government army at the front lines always had a lot more people. Even if it was only the Second Military Region, they still had more people than Green Dragon Mountain. Not long after, the government army gradually gained the advantage and forced the other side to the Northwest corner of the night market. The Green Dragon Mountain soldiers all had more or less injuries on their heads and bodies, but they were unwilling to admit defeat. They clenched their teeth and held on.
The military police had not arrived yet, but the people of Group 7 had arrived first.
When the members who were drinking and having fun in the Golden Resplendence heard that there was a big show happening not far away, no matter if it was the ruffian old members or the hedonistic and shameless new members, they all did not want to let go of this good opportunity to see a good show. They all excitedly rushed several dozen people over.
The members of Group 7 were incomparably excited when they saw this scene. They did not care about the expressions of the people around them and began to frivolously whistle. They even began to cheer for both sides. But suddenly, someone remembered … their manager seemed to have been drinking and drinking here before!
Looking at the beer bottles on the ground in front of them, the night market was a mess, and there was not a single place that was undamaged, everyone's expression changed and they began to worry. Although they all knew that Xu Le's battle prowess was extremely ferocious, with over a thousand drunken soldiers causing trouble, even if the War God himself was here, he would still have to avoid them. Who could really fight against a thousand people?
Xiong Linquan stared with wide eyes and searched for a long time, but he could not find any trace of Xu Le in this chaos. His phone call could not be connected either. His face immediately became as black as the bottom of a pot. Even someone as brave as him could not help but feel anxious when faced with this crazy night market brawl scene.
He took a deep breath and painfully shouted, "F * ck!"
Then he casually picked up a large iron pot in the mud by his feet, covered his head, and rushed into the night market.
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