I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1042: Break through the line of defense
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Bang—!
Proficiently pull the trigger, the bullet penetrated the dense fog.
A sniper creeping a kilometer away, hunts down enemies through the radio life detection device on the sniper mirror, and continuously harvests mercenaries who try to cover up with smoke. When the arrow company mercenaries discovered this, five people had fallen under her muzzle.
"Shet! He can see us!"
Cement **** splashed on the face, and a mercenary stunned behind the bunker, shouting at the intercom on his shoulder. The bullets of the automatic rifle swept past his helmet, but he did not dare to detect the bunker and fight back against the "tyrants." He saw with his own eyes that a comrade five meters away was dead under the sniper rifle.
He could n’t understand how the sniper locked them through the smoke.
Their smoke bombs are all pseudo-infrared. Even thermal imaging, you can only see a bright white or bright red when you look here.
Just when he was shocked, a white pickup truck crashed open the door of the institute and rushed towards his back. He saw with afterglow that there was no one in the driving seat of the pickup truck, and two burning oil drums were tied with ropes behind the carriage.
He had no time to react, and his ears exploded through his eardrums.
The scorching waves swept across the open space in front of the main entrance of the institute, and the red hot flames engulfed all the smoke in an instant.
"Perfect."
Putting his head out of the bunker, leaning against the leader of the rebels in front of the ruined police car, looking at the line of defense engulfed by the fire, a cruel smile smiled in the corner of his mouth.
I saw him raise his hand, wave his fist forward, and dozens of heavily armed soldiers left the bunker, firing in the direction of the Institute building, under the cover of heavy machine guns and sniper rifles, Advance to the institute.
The protesting crowd has disappeared, bullets are arbitrarily shuttled in the open space between the two sides, and Arrow ’s mercenaries erect two heavy machine guns from the roof, burying their heads in steel bunkers and shooting at the rebel soldiers.
The sudden firepower caught the rebels by surprise, and soon five soldiers were torn to pieces by heavy machine guns.
"Fak, actually hiding two heavy machine guns in the institute,"
Lying on the back of the police armored vehicle, the leader of the rebels scolded and gestured to the soldiers behind him.
Soon, four RPGs were aimed at the two windows, and with the scream of a jet, the flame of the high-explosive warhead burst inside the building, and even the reinforced concrete wall was collapsed on both sides.
Two heavy machine guns were lost. The arrow mercenary company's firepower was suddenly short, and it was overwhelmed by the light machine guns of the rebel soldiers. The snipers in the distance were in a haunted manner, so they didn't dare to detect the bunker to fight back. Seeing that the form was not good, the heads of these mercenaries had to gritt their teeth and ordered to retreat.
Soon, the rebel soldiers armed with automatic rifles rushed downstairs to the main building of the institute. The lock of the iron door carrying the rifle was a shuttle bullet, and then the iron door was opened with a butt. A grenade was thrown into the house, and as the dust from the explosion rushed out of the door, the four soldiers against the wall rushed into the hall expertly.
In this scene, they have practiced countless times while receiving training abroad, and they are no less than ordinary counter-terrorism units in terms of proficiency. The rebels that broke into the research institute were divided into two groups. A team of men and women immediately rushed to the second floor to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers who had not yet had time to evacuate. Mercenary.
According to the information provided by Xinghuan Trading and the structure of the research institute, the seventh research institute on the surface is only a subsidiary scientific research institution of a pharmaceutical company, but in the background there is a special project called the Golden Apple Project. All sensitive experiments are conducted underground. The entrance to the underground is an alloy door that is as thick as a bank vault, and there is basically no possibility of opening it as long as you hide inside.
After being defeated by the rebels, the director Carol, under the cover of Arrow Company mercenaries, withdrew all researchers involved in the Golden Apple project into the basement. As long as the basement door is locked, there will be no chance for the rebels outside.
Up to another half an hour, the reinforcements will arrive here. By then, even if these "tyrants" have three heads and six arms, don't want to escape the eradication of the arrow mercenaries.
However, things are not going in the direction they expected.
Rebel leader entered the guard room, pushed away the body of the security guard lying in front of the computer, took a U disk from his pocket and inserted it into the computer, then clicked on the U disk with the mouse. exe program.
Almost in an instant, a large number of black boxes and progress bars covered the screen. As a convention, Xinghuan Trading, through this computer connected to the intranet, remotely hacked into the security system of the institute.
The mercenaries who fled into the basement had n’t had time to take a breath. The indestructible alloy door slowly moved sideways in their frightened eyes.
"Turn off the power! Quick!"
However, it was too late. When the door opened, a tear gas was thrown in through the crack of the door. The fire light jumped in the thin smoke of the gauze, maintaining the attitude of shooting while advancing, the rebel soldier wearing a gas mask rushed across the narrow entrance, and after a lot of casualties, he teared it apart. Arrow mercenaries make up a temporary line of defense.
Dense gunshots came from afar, and from time to time there were blasting sounds of grenades and grenades. Carol, who was relieved, changed his face back to that terrified look. At this moment, at a loss, he could only lose his temper at the mercenary leader next to him.
"Damn, aren't you the elite of Arrow Company ?! Outside is just a group of tyrants, you can't even win a group of tyrants?"
"They are not ordinary tyrants. At least they have received military training abroad and are well-equipped ... The most important thing is that they are superior in number." While answering the complaint of the director of the institute, Jeff side Holding the rifle in his hand, he stared at the door violently.
The exoskeleton covering the whole body did not give him much sense of security. The gunshots in the distance gradually approached, and the violent battle situation could be felt just by listening.
The gradually clear gunshots puzzled him. If the brother on the ground was caught flat-footed, it would be justifiable to lose to the well-trained "tyrants." But the servants stationed underground Bing Ke is wearing a 'lightning' mechanical exoskeleton. Although this kind of individual soldier developed and produced by Krupp Company is not comparable to the K1 type of Star Ring Trade, it makes no sense to lose to a group of people in the frontal battlefield.
The combination of bulletproof steel plates and load-bearing exoskeletons should be invincible in the duel of light weapons.
However, the doubts in his mind were quickly resolved.
The gunfire stopped and the door was kicked open, but no one came in.
Pushed Carol a little and pushed him behind the desk. Spreading with the other three mercenaries in the room to the corner of the room, Jeff held his breath and locked the sight to the door, while his left hand touched the grenade launcher hanging under the barrel. But at this moment, a round grenades rolled in front of him.
"Grenade!"
With a loud roar, he fell to the ground unconsciously, but the expected explosion did not occur, only a trace of electric current was heard across his ears, and his limbs seemed to be heavy with lead.
A drop of cold sweat swiped across his forehead, as if he understood what ...
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(Sorry, yesterday ’s birthday was too late, I slept in the morning until now QAQ) (to be continued.)