I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 253: Slaught Armor!
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The streamlined steel shell is like a future warrior coming out of a science fiction blockbuster. The high-speed rotating triangular prismatic barrel exudes a tremendous chill in the moonlight.
"Hidden-!"
As he roared, Gris took the lead in a bunk that rolled over to the side.
Just as soon as his back was attached to the concrete wall, a storm of bullets screamed.
Krem, who is the closest to Jiang Chen, has no room for evasion. He maintains that horrified look, and is broken into pieces by dozens of ballistic limbs. The three CIA agents who were unable to dodge were also tragically killed under the firepower net.
The firelight at the muzzle illuminates the armor, and the CIA agents hidden around the plant begin to pull out their rifles and fight back. However, the sporadic bullets were nailed to the T-3's C-shaped steel armor, and it was as weak as a tickle, leaving only a series of crisp ping-pong bangs, and even unable to leave a slight dent on the armor shell.
This is the generation of technology!
With the lethal power of individual weapons in the world, if it is not a heavy anti-material sniper rifle or a heavy machine gun, it cannot pose any threat to the T-3, which inherits the highest level of pre-war airborne power armor. If it is a land-based power armor, I am afraid that only the main gun of the M1 tank is enough.
Just at the moment when EMP thunder and smoke bombs were dropped, Jiang Chen crossed directly back to the end of the world. Long before he came here, he moved to the arsenal in advance in the end times. He traversed back to the last days, put on the power armor stopped at hand, and then returned to this side.
Under the cover of smoke, CIA people naturally cannot see his series of actions. In their eyes, this power armor seemed to appear out of thin air, but it was nothing more than they would be a ghost expression.
Jiang Chen wearing power armor, like the devil who walked out of the abyss, completely destroyed their defenses with firepower.
"I am shot--! Medical soldier!"
"Tom is down! Damn it!"
"What the **** is this ?! God, let him stop!" The voice seemed to be crying.
"..."
Cement blocks were splashing, Grice was slamming against the wall, and the blast of the machine gun made him almost lose his hearing.
"Smoke bomb!"
With a roar, he pulled a smoke bomb from his waist and threw a bunker, while the cat moved to his teammate's position with his waist.
"Switch thermal imaging!"
"Received."
Nine CIA agents who were still alive changed their sights on the assault rifle card slot, and then protruded from the bunker, aiming at the center of the smoke.
However, at this moment, they were all stunned.
There is a white fog in the sight, you ca n’t see anything!
Jiang Chen's mouth was in the middle of the smoke, and a series of red dots suddenly appeared on the retina.
"Crazy!"
The revolver machine gun was put away, and he pulled out the tactical rifle around his waist.
The agents who came out of the bunker and prepared to fight back had no time to react, and a few bullets lifted their heads.
At the cost of two lives, the CIA agent had to retract the bunker again, and spied the rifle out of the bunker and returned sporadically.
"Damn, the chain will fall off at a critical moment. Mom, yeah, wait for Lao Tzu to go back and see if I do n’t put your head in the toilet."
Slightly cursed Zhang Youjie, who was in charge of logistics, and Gris gritted his teeth and pulled off the thermal imaging scope.
Fear filled his body, and the facial muscles of the hungry wolf were extremely twisted.
It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling, the feeling of adrenaline hormone secretion.
Trolling off the walkie-talkie hanging on the tactical vest, Gris shouted at it with his throat: "Group A and B are under attack, the enemy fire is too fierce, and the operation fails. Repeat, the operation fails ! "
However, there was no response from the intercom.
Gris froze.
Not only the thermal imaging, but also the intercom failed. It's like an unknown force destroying all electronic devices.
The comrades beside him plucked out their rifles and returned fire, but the sound of the gun was gradually inaudible.
Let the cement debris cut his cheeks, he pulled out the holographic scope.
Red dots are not visible on the screen, and they are also broken.
Inexplicable fear flooded his whole body, and Grice's eyes widened, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.
An asymmetrical war.
The invincible individual armor destroys all mysterious weapons in an instant. Who are they? ! This is definitely not PLA! There can be no such military technology in China!
From Afghanistan to Iraq, Gris, a hungry wolf, is used to appreciating the fear on the enemy's face. Mark it with laser guidance, and then watch the garbage escaping under the firepower of AC-130, mock the earth turtles who do not know anything about the thermal imaging, and desperately drill into the grass, trying to avoid the harvest of death in the air ... .
However, he never thought that one day he would become the hunted party.
... No, it can no longer be described by war, this is a massacre!
At this moment, warm blood splashed his face, interrupting his momentary wandering.
Looking up, I saw that the comrade who had shot and returned the previous second had lost his head.
In just two minutes, there were only 20 CIA elites drawn from Iraq who were dead.
"Retreat! All retreat!" Gris, who recognized the situation, roared loudly, took out the grenade and stuffed it into the weapon pendant, and found the bunker and shot it into the smoke.
The sound of the explosion came, and regardless of whether it was a valid hit, he quickly rushed towards the back door of the garment factory with his head buried.
The grenade exploded at Jiang Chen ’s power armor shoulders, and shattered shrapnel scratched a harsh sound on the armor shell. However, Jiang Chen just wobbled and was not affected.
Let the heart's desire to tear the heart expand, Jiang Chen carried the tactical rifle while shooting, while walking straight to the CIA agent's position. His pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes immediately locked on a red spot. The moment the man found the bunker, he pulled the trigger and killed it without suspense.
Considering that they will not encounter armored forces and the concealment of operations, CIA agents do not carry heavy equipment such as anti-tank rocket launchers.
Only with the anti-infantry grenades and grenades, it is impossible to cause any damage to the power armor!
"Want to escape?" With a grin, Jiang Chen looked at the four CIA agents who started to retreat mockingly, released his madness, and walked hurriedly toward the door with a rifle.
......
From the moment when the gun fired two minutes ago, the two men standing at the door and watching the whistle realized that the situation was wrong, pulled out the rifle hidden in the down jacket, and leaned against the bunker to start alerting.
Communication failure, they are totally confused about everything that happened in the plant.
"Shit, boss, what's going on inside?" Seeing Gris dragging his rifle, the Ryan standing at the door scolded and hurried up to ask.
"Fool, hurry up!"
Gress grabbed the idiot running towards him and slammed him toward the van.
This is the first time he has seen such an embarrassed expression on the face of a hungry wolf. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Ryan did not dare to talk nonsense and hurriedly took the seat.
Several other agents quickly boarded the van.
"What about the communication equipment in the car?" Gris asked gaspingly.
"Nice! Everything is normal ... Shit! There is no signal." The agent sitting in the back row thumped the car door fiercely.
"FUCK!" exploded with a sloppy sentence, and Gris glanced at the situation outside the car window, seeing that the iron pimple did not chase it out, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I want to come to the iron pimples also have weaknesses, such as poor mobility?
The car has already started, and he ca n’t take care of anything else at this moment. He just wants to leave the area quickly and pass this powerful information back to the CIA headquarters in Virginia.
Compared to the source code of the drone program, it is obviously that iron knot, and the mysterious weapon that instantly paralyzed the entire team of electronic equipment is even more shocking! If the equipment comes from the organization behind the man named Jiang Chen, then the CIA will have to re-design the strategy for that mysterious organization.
Just when his tense nerves relaxed a little, the driver's voice was screaming in his ear.
"WTF! What is that!"
Four disc-shaped flying machines flashed in front of the car window. Under the disc, the muzzle of the black hole hangs ...
Cold sweat dripped from the forehead, and the driver stepped on the accelerator, although he knew it was too late.
The fire flashed, and the muzzle beneath the hummingbird drone spouted a tongue of fire.
Without any time to react, the CIA agent in the car was killed by the raging bullet.
......
Poor mobility? It was simply Grice thinking too much.
The reason why you do n’t want to come out of the plant in power armor is for confidential reasons. Such a big target is obviously not a wise move to be exposed outdoors. Although there is a wilderness nearby, and there should be no other people around, it is never wrong to be careful.
Back to the end of the world, he took off the power armor in the arsenal, and Jiang Chen once again crossed back to the present world.
Swept the outside of the plant with a radio life detection device, looked at the only bright red dot, Jiang Chen grinned, took his PK2000 from the storage space and put it on his shoulder Walk slowly towards the van with broken glass slag.
Bleeding through the cracks in the door, blood bleeds to the ground.
Red and white are mixed, and the window seats are stuck everywhere.
Looking at the tragic situation in the van, Jiang Chen secretly stunned, but there was no sympathy in his heart.
The hummingbird drone was recovered. He pulled a few shots from the body, and the dying Gris was dragged from the co-pilot to the concrete floor. Then he took out the hemostatic spray from his pocket and pointed it at the wound Sprayed down.
At this time, Gris was covered with blood, and the previous fierceness and calmness had disappeared.
It is better to use the term dead dog to describe it than a hungry wolf.
"Couldn't say anything?" Jiang Chenju looked at him condescendingly, kicked his arm, and smiled playfully.
"I ... no, tell you where the hostages are, you just wait to collect the corpse for your little girlfriend." Staring at Jiang Chen's eyes, Gris's mouth was covered with blood foam, Said intermittently.
"Oh, that might not be the case." Jiang Chen dropped a recording pen from his pocket and Jiang Chen threw it on Gris.
Just as Grice looked at his movements in confusion, Jiang Chen grinned and opened his mouth.
"I ask, you answer."
In his hand, he held a veritaserum. (To be continued.)