C2330 Night Assault Customs building (2/2)

”Long live independence! Long live Ireland! ” The angry crowd rushed up like a swarm of bees and trampled their boots on the street. The entire ground began to shake.

The soldiers stationed in the Customs building only had one squad and more than ten policemen. This number was not even enough to cover the gaps in these lunatics' teeth.

Some of the guards and police did not even put on their pants when the death screams of the soldiers at the gate tower woke them up.

The dormitory was in a mess, tables and chairs were knocked down, pots were kicked over from the corner of the wall, and the soldiers looked around drowsily, ”Where is the enemy?” Who is the enemy? ”

”Where's my rifle? Where was the key to the ammunition box? Dammit, where did these thugs come from?

With a loud crash, a police officer whose body was covered in blood rammed into the living quarters of the soldiers. A foot-long gash had been carved into the back of his heart by a bayonet, and as soon as he entered the room, he fell to the ground.

”Quick... It's the Young Irish Party... They... ”They're back …” Before he could finish his words, a large mouthful of black blood was spat out from his mouth. The congealed blood swayed on the ground like bloody tofu.

”It's them!” The soldiers had all gone mad. They no longer cared about uniforms or weapons. They just grabbed whatever they wanted and rushed out like a swarm of bees. Some of them even carried benches and rushed out.

Within the corridor, he saw a group of fully armed mercenaries. He saw the Moor warrior in the lead raise his hand and all the mercenaries behind him stopped.

”Prepare to shoot …” The Moor warrior and the other two soldiers in the front half knelt down with their guns on their shoulders. The mercenaries behind them took positions, loaded their weapons and prepared to fire.

”Fire!” The order came, pa pa pa pa … The corridor was filled with smoke as bullets were fired out in rows and rows. The shooting and loading of the bullets were done in perfect harmony with each other. The rain of bullets was so dense that not even the wind could penetrate.

The British soldiers and policemen who were rushing out from the other side were instantly swept down. The soldiers who were hit by the bullets trembled as if they had been struck by a whirlwind. The bullets shot through their chests and then left a bloody mist on their backs.

”Stop shooting... ”Attack with a bayonet!”

The shining kobold created first-class sparks as it rubbed against the wall. The thick smoke of gunpowder had obstructed the achievement of the warriors, and no one was able to clearly see the situation. No one knew if there were still fish that escaped the net.

”Go to hell, you thug!” A blood-curdling scream came out from the fog, only to see a sharp knife piercing through the smoke and fog, flying straight towards Moor warrior's throat.

With a crisp dang sound, the kobold shifted the direction of the bayonet, and Moor warrior dodged the bayonet. He said with a cold smile, ”If you choose to enter my heart, perhaps this blade will be able to injure me …”

”Unfortunately, you English people are too arrogant. You want to pierce through my throat? ”He's overestimating himself …”

With a kacha sound, the blade split open the flesh and blood, the dark red blood splattered onto the bald head of Moor warrior, the body of the squadron leader fell onto the ground heavily.