C1449
C1449
The soldiers' target was not the auction hall, but backstage. The rest of them had already rushed to the backstage, and it was obvious that they were going for those items.
As expected of a soldier, his movements were extremely fast. Before long, all the items were temporarily sealed away. He said that he wanted to check for prohibited goods and had everyone from the organizers of the auction wait on the side.
After storing the items, the officer in charge made a call. With a wave of his hand, he brought all the items back for inspection. Everyone temporarily controlled themselves and waited for further orders from their superiors.
With this, not only was the host's Staff unable to leave, even Yang Fann and the rest of the bidders did not want to leave. When the news came out, the previously quiet auction hall immediately became rowdy.
Many bidders often dealt with soldiers, and some of their friends were even officers of quite a high rank. Therefore, they didn't have much respect for soldiers, they had asked them to stay put for a while, but now they wanted to put them under house arrest.
"Which section do you belong to, whose soldiers are you and who is your leader?"
"Call your leader here. I want to see who dares to fight in Seahold!"
"You guys are from the military division of Haicheng, right? I'm good friends with Commissar Zheng. I still have a meeting to attend, so I have to leave immediately. What do you think we should do?"
"..."
The huge auction hall had become a workplace fraternity meeting. Many people were trying to establish a relationship with the military. Even if it didn't matter, they still wanted to inquire about the situation.
The Chinese were in a state of chaos, and of course the foreigners were not willing to be left behind either. They all accused the Chinese soldiers of disregarding the law, restricting their freedom, and violating their human rights, and demanded to leave immediately. They even wanted the Chinese officials to apologize to them, and even threatened to make today's matter public, and let the people of the world see how barbaric and backward China was!
The bidders were in an uproar, none of the soldiers spoke a word. Seeing that the soldiers didn't talk, some of the more confident bidders immediately stood up and left. They used to drink with the officers quite a few times, completely disregarding the soldiers.
Two people walked in front, one of them was a fat middle-aged man. His hair was sparse, his fat head, big ears, and rosy cheeks were filled with red light.
Walking behind the fat guy was a young man who looked like a secretary. He held a briefcase in his hand and had a proud look on his face as he watched over the world.
"Sir, please stop and return to your seat!"
A young soldier stood in front of the fat middle-aged man. He pointed the 95-Model automatic rifle at his chest. Although his tone was serious, anyone with a bad hearing could hear the trembling in his voice.
"So it's a recruit!"
The young soldiers' performance made many of the bidders feel relieved. They thought it was some kind of powerful army, a special team, but who knew it was a group of recruits. Even if they weren't new recruits, they had never seen blood before, so what was there to be afraid of?
As a result, more and more people stood up, clamoring and walking out. Even though some of them were a little afraid, their expressions were still very calm. In front of so many acquaintances, no one wanted to lose face.
This time, I have the capital to brag about myself once I go back, and this is how the culture of the wine table is. Drinking like this is how the culture of the wine table is, drinking like this is like boasting about like this, and whoever is boasting like that is like this.
"Halt, if you don't stop, I …" I'm really going to shoot! "
The fatty, who was walking at the front, stopped after being pointed at by a gun. Seeing that many people started to leave, he suddenly regained his courage and recalled his performance just now. He could not help but feel a burst of anger, as if he had lost his face.
So, Fatty aggressively grabbed the gun in front of him. He would do his best to save face, imitate a big boss in a Hong Kong movie, move his rifle aside with the butt of his hand, and proudly say "I hate people who point a gun at me the most." Then, he would leave with big steps, leaving behind only a cool back and an eternal legend about his chubby brother!
Bang!
The crisp sound of gunfire immediately silenced the entire auction hall. Looking at the confident and confident Fat Brother, he was already lying in a pool of blood. It was unknown whether he died or was shot. The recruit really shot him!
How dare he?
How dare he shoot?
How dare you shoot?
"..."
At this moment, many people in the auction house had their minds shut down. When had they ever seen someone who actually dared to shoot? And that person was a real person, not one of the models in the shooting-range!
The one who reacted the most was the young secretary. Following the fall of the fatty, he also fell to the ground. The high quality leather briefcase in his hands had already been thrown to who knows where, and he was currently covering his head with his hands while shivering.
Yang Fann couldn't help laughing. This guy was a silver pewter spearhead, looking like a useless piece of trash. He was previously arrogant and boastful, but the moment he saw the gun, he immediately turned soft. This kind of thing, before liberation, was like a perfect traitor, you don't even need to interrogate him, just grab him and confess.
The soldier that had shot down Fatty was also very nervous. His face was covered with sweat, but he managed to hold on and did not retreat. He was still standing in his original position.
"Well done, Zhang, retreat to the back and take a rest. Let me handle this!"
A second lieutenant walked over and patted the new recruit who had fired his gun, letting him relax and go to the back to adjust his mood.
In fact, the Second Lieutenant had never fired a shot at anyone before, so he was nervous too. However, he was calmer than the recruit who just fired a shot, Zhang. Now, he had to quickly pull this brat behind him.
Although they had received the order to shoot before coming here, it was still better not to shoot. Of all the soldiers in this era of peace, there were only a few who had been on the battlefield. If the situation got out of control, a bunch of soldiers would fall into chaos.