Blackstone Code Chapter 992: Who will help me, please help me, please help me [Thanks to all book friends for their support…
Small and peaceful city.
In fact, rather than the word "city", Ryan wants to say it is a town, or a village.
There are no high-rise buildings that are several or ten stories high like the Federation. They are all low-rise buildings, and the only buildings are dilapidated.
It has been four hours since they entered here.
For four hours, there has been no resistance, or resistance, and even now, the entire team has not fired a single shot.
This is not part of their reaction. They believe that these people from Blackstone Security have invaded the city here under the name of Sanchez, and the small local warlords should stand up and fight back.
They would build a fortress in the complex streets of the city, leaving everyone to waste their time in a slow advance.
Like what I learned in the sea and land stormtroopers, the progress of street fighting is very slow. Every building and every building must be carefully searched until the safety is completely confirmed before it can continue to move forward.
This process is often accompanied by various terrifying exchanges of fire, and there will be a large number of casualties, everyone has taken into account.
However, so far, no one has fired a single shot.
As if the local warlord didn't exist at all, Sanchez's men were allowed to drive into the city in dilapidated trucks, and they were less than two kilometers away from the city hall.
They've been searching for nearby houses and people along the way, but they haven't found anything, not a single enemy!
Ryan, who came out of a house on the side of the road at this time, said casually, "Could it have run away?".
He looks relaxed with a grass heart in his mouth.
Companions were also surprised and looked a little relaxed, "Who knows, if we can occupy this place without shooting then that's the best, at least we don't need to kill everyone we see!"
The squad leader who walked ahead of them frowned, knowing that the two were mocking him for killing the two innocent girls.
Not just Ryan, but some other recruits can't accept this, they can shoot at men, but don't have enough vigilance against women and children, old people, etc., and even in turn think veterans are cold-blooded and cruel executioner.
The captain swears he thought the same two years ago, but now he sees everyone like an attacker.
There are many local people on both sides of the street looking at them numbly. Those people don't hide or do anything special, they just stand on the side of the road and watch these people.
Watching these outsiders search their houses and check their belongings, they never resist or struggle.
Those numb eyes made the scalp go numb.
"We are still 1.5 kilometers away from City Hall. According to the information we have collected, City Hall has become the stronghold of this little warlord a few years ago."
"There is also a possibility that their shrinking forces are arranged around the city hall, which can explain why we have not found the enemy and have not exchanged fire with the enemy."
The colonel in the command car gave his opinion, and everyone around him supported his opinion, after all, it was the truth.
There is nothing wrong with making a reasonable guess based on the facts. The opponent either runs away or shrinks its forces, which is also in line with the countermeasures when they are relatively weak.
After all, the pressure of attacking each other is significantly higher than the pressure of fixed defense. They can choose a place that is beneficial to them and are very familiar to defend and then seek counterattacks. This is a good choice.
The Colonel thinks he'll do the same if he changes his identities, and he'll build some fortifications to make it harder for attackers to take over the town hall.
Compared to the thoughts of these officers, the thoughts of those recruits, veterans who have two years of experience in encircling and suppressing the rebels in the Ameria region, have noticed that something is not right.
Someone approached the squad leader, "I think there is a problem..."
The squad leader nodded. He always maintained a state of being able to fight anytime, anywhere. "I also feel that something is not right. It's too calm. They shouldn't be so calm."
The two looked at each other, both gripping their guns tightly, even with their fingers on the trigger.
In their view, the two sides are not on the same level, and the small local warlords are clearly the weaker party.
Since it is the weaker party, it should use all the elements that are beneficial to it to make up the gap between the two parties.
In fact, dragging the fight into street fighting is the most correct choice, maybe they won't be able to clean up the city for months.
In addition to these, there are many other methods, but it does not include directly tightening and giving up space rights, and then compressing one's own living space to seek some kind of decisive battle.
This is so stupid, if the local warlords have this kind of brains, 3,000 of them are enough to conquer this country.
But obviously, that's unlikely.
If that's not possible, the other party must be playing tricks.
"Pay attention to those ordinary people, they may be hiding in these people." The squad leader ordered, including Ryan, they all heard.
"I'm going to tell the colonel..." Another veteran stood there, the colonel's command car behind, not in front.
Ryan listened to what the squad leader said and imitated with ugly expressions and actions. Although it was silent, it still caused some laughter from others.
The captain looked back at them. "If I were you, I'd just shut up and stare at the crowd on both sides. Maybe they'll rush out of these people and attack us at some point."
Ryan looked at the people on both sides. They were all ordinary people, and most of them were women.
Men in Marilo were killed and wounded in the war, and women were the most common sight on the streets.
These women have to work men's jobs because there is a shortage of men in the city.
After glancing at these women, old people and children several times, Ryan pouted and shook his head, "They are all innocent people, why didn't we disperse them?"
The captain knew that Ryan didn't like him, but he still replied, "Before we entered the city, we had arranged for people to do publicity work to persuade them to leave..."
The captain was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, but when he thought about it carefully, the inspiration disappeared from him again.
In the silent march of the veterans and the high spirits of the recruits, the city hall is less than a kilometer away.
At this moment, even the team leader is a little confused. Is the other party really stupid enough to lie on the chopping block and wait for the knife?
After walking more than 300 meters, there was a sudden sound of gunshots in front, and the speed of the entire team increased a lot. After a while, the front situation was heard on the walkie-talkie.
Encountered.
This news made the squad leader and many veterans a little relieved. When they were sweeping away the anti-government militants in the Ameria area, they were most afraid of not fighting with those people.
The local people support these people, the local people will pass the news for them, will help them hide, and provide them with supplies. This is the most terrible and the most troublesome.
It's really about to catch fire, but it's less disturbing.
Soon the news of the command car came, leaving a few teams to evacuate the people, while others went to the periphery of the city hall to fight as soon as possible.
Ryan's team unfortunately was left behind.
He actually wanted to go to the front line more than to disperse these people here.
The veteran's attitude toward him made him very dissatisfied, and he wanted to prove himself more and more. After all, he was a top soldier from the sea and land stormtroopers. He had his own bottom line and his own ability.
The sound of gunfire in the distance became more and more intense, and Ryan looked into the distance from time to time, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.
"Ma'am, it's very dangerous outside, please go back to your house and lock the door, okay?", in front of Ryan, there was a lady who looked like twenty-seven or eight-year-old, just as he persuaded the lady to go back At the time, a little girl who looked to be around ten years old showed half of her body from behind the lady, and she looked at Ryan curiously.
It may be that the child's eyes are irresistible, or that he is actually a very good big boy. Ryan subconsciously took out a candy for energy, and bent over and handed it over.
In the next second, a gunshot sounded from his side, and he watched in disbelief as the lady beside him suddenly fell to the ground, and he looked back at the squad leader with unbelievable anger in his eyes.
He actually killed an innocent woman, the mother of a child, in front of the child!
He immediately raised the weapon in his hand and aimed it at the squad leader. The team that had some gaps suddenly became infighting. Before the squad leader could explain anything, Ryan suddenly slumped and almost fell.
The little girl next to him stabbed a sharp knife into his waist and abdomen, followed by another shot, then a second.
The squad leader shouted loudly, "Enemy attack, hide as soon as possible!"
He crashed into the house on the side of the road holding Ryan who didn't know what happened, bullets whizzed past their heads in the next second, and the gunshots rang out one after another.
"This is a trap, those passers-by are theirs!" someone shouted in the distance ~IndoMTL.com~ but soon there were screams.
Ryan, whose heartbeat accelerated at this time, also saw the woman lying on the ground at the door, who had become a corpse, holding a pistol in her right hand.
She's about to kill him, just as he bends over!
The team leader ripped open Ryan's clothes and looked at his wound. The blood was silent and poured out along the wound at a not slow speed.
The squad leader was stunned when he saw the wound. He knew that it was a sign of internal organ rupture. Only the internal organ rupture and arterial hemorrhage would create such a terrible blood loss.
This kind of injury has no chance of surviving on the battlefield.
He looked at Ryan so coldly, and Ryan seemed to have reacted. He looked at the wound on his waist, the blood that he couldn't hold back, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. .
As soon as the squad leader turned around, he shouted loudly, "We need a medical team, someone has a ruptured internal organ, call for support..."