Monster Factory Chapter 797: : Destroy them
An inconspicuous minibus, but at the moment of turning around, burst out at the same speed as a cheetah.
This momentary change from static to dynamic makes everyone open their jaws, showing shocked and incredible expressions.
"Boom ~"
The mini carbus jumped directly onto the steel bridge. Within just a few hundred meters, the minibus suddenly increased its speed by abruptly under impossible circumstances.
"What's the situation, what kind of car is this?"
Everyone who witnessed this scene was yelling, including the 20 soldier guarding the other side of the bridge, and the two Pickup vehicles that were still dividing the spoils and did not leave.
They panicked and rushed out of the fortress and attacked the mini carbus with assault rifles. They did succeed. A dozen bullets hit the front windshield of the minibus.
However, the "dīng dīng Ding~" bullet hit echo, which is clearly the sound only when hitting a hard metal. Before they fired more shots, the CMB had already dashed across the bridge, with a forward-looking momentum, and slammed into the two Pickup bodies that had been parked at the intersection before.
The two Pickup vehicles are used to **** the China worker, and now they are directly turned into fragments of parts in the sky in the sound of the heaven-shaking moving on the ground.
When many 20 soldiers guarding the bridge head fled the mini carbus impact range in a hurry, they looked at the minibus with no deformation of the outer shell.
Then, the shattered wreckage of the Pickup car fell from the sky. Several soldiers escaped the fifteenth day of the first day of the new year. They were hit in the center by the wreckage of the Pickup that fell from the sky.
This minibus that the ghost jumped out of nowhere, just like this, on the uneven hard soil road, dragged a thick line that only the tank can go forward at full speed and double the speed can be dragged out. The smoke and dust quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
More than three hundred China employees, and dozens of leaders who came to greet them did not go far. They were sitting in a row of cars on the opposite bank of the river several hundred meters, looking at the mini carbus dumbfounded. go away.
"This... is this a hell?" Zhang Huaidong, the ambassador to Nicaya, almost bit his tongue.
How do you say that sentence?
It’s not that the time has not come yet. Although more than 300 China employees and diplomatic staff arrived in Nicaya safely, China is destined to find the "Blue Helmet organization" through various means in the future. trouble.
But now none of their people have left the riverbank. This is Africa. China is thousands of miles away. No matter how anxious they are, they don't have any means to counterattack.
To put it hard, even if we counterattack in the future, we can only provide satellite intelligence support for the government forces and pressure through diplomatic means to reduce the supply of weapons and equipment to the "Blue Helmet organization". Or after their victory, they refused to recognize them as a legitimate government. They refused to join the UN Security Council and cut off all UN assistance to this country děng děng|etc|wait.
Although this is very soft lethality, it takes a long time to deploy, and it may take one to two years.
What's the situation now, they haven't left the river bank yet.
Compared to the shocked people, they also sat in the Baz, which was almost covered in the car, and suddenly slapped their foreheads.
He knows what this unusual minibus is. Half a year ago, in the diamond mine area of General Mopu, a piece of immense diamond contained in the world was accidentally produced. It was Monster Industry that dispatched an armored assault vehicle, rushed through heavy defenses, and bought the diamond.
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In less than two minutes, the Blue Helmet executives received a report from the border bridge, saying that a very bizarre "minibus" broke through the bridge blockade and rushed inland.
No one knows the purpose of the CMB for the time being, but most of the western territory of Amtiman is under the control of Blue Helmet.
Several high-level officials immediately gave the nearby soldiers in charge of occupying the city and gave the order to destroy the mini carbus immediately.
Many Pickup cars moved after hearing the wind, they guarded each intersection, with four Pickup cars as a pair, ready to attack the mini carbus.
Not long after time has passed, this mini carbus is naturally impossible to go far, nor does it intend to hide from her. So soon a group of convoys ran into this minibus that was galloping from a distance at the intersection. Although they were shocked by the speed of this mini carbus, they didn't take it too seriously.
At the moment, two soldiers picked up the rocket launcher and prepared to send the mini carbus on the road with a high-explosive warhead.
They planned well, and they shot the bullets accurately.
Two warheads dragging white smoke, whizzing straight towards the minibus. But this kind of warhead that can even be caught by the naked eye, from the shooter pulling the trigger to the gunpowder being ignited in the chamber, pushing the rocket projectile out of the barrel.
When the stabilizer fins are opened, the rocket engine starts, and the speed increases from 110 m/s to 290 m/s, until it hits the target.
How can you hit a high-speed moving target within 1.5 seconds of flying time from two hundred meters away?
So, this interception team with a higher heart. After watching that mini carbus, with an extremely shocking and swift side turn and avoiding two rockets, there was no more reaction time.
They were directly hit by the minibus that rushed over and turned into a pile of parts.
The minibus continued to drag the dust and smoke to disappear at this intersection. In the sky, a vulture with cold eyes crossed the sky, chasing the footsteps of the minibus.
The second interception followed. After receiving reports from the survivors at the last intersection, this group deliberately prepared dozens of Pickup vehicles, 20 rocket launchers, and an anti-aircraft machine gun. They were murderous, when at the end of their vision, a very arrogant smoke appeared. They clenched their fists, spread out into shooting formations skillfully, and aimed their rocket launchers on their shoulders.
And the shooter who operates the anti-aircraft machine gun is also ~ "Pull the bolt, just wait for this mini carbus After entering the effective shooting distance of 500 meters, pull the trigger.
"Judging by the close position of the ruler in the observation mirror, the minibus is two kilometers away." The machine gun shooter whispered to himself, while smiling confidently.
"It is 1,500 meters now."
"Now it is one thousand and two hundred..."
A tongue of fire splashing from the observation mirror completely interrupted his self-confidence mutter.
It was a tongue of flame made up of hot red lines. They burst from the top of the distant minibus, like an invisible sharp knife, instantly sweeping across this group of interceptors.
A few seconds later ~IndoMTL.com~ the burst of strange gunshots came late. This group of interceptors did not even see the length or width of the Pickup vehicle more than a thousand meters away. It was plowed into a pile of scrap iron by 200 rounds of large-caliber bullets roaring in just a few seconds.
That is the roar of the Minigun Vulcan Cannon, from self-stabilising platform, and the assistance of a ballistic computer. It originally had an effective range of more than one kilometer, and it could easily shred any enemy within 1,500 meters.
The news that the second interception team was completely torn apart without even seeing the CMB car.
Several senior executives of the Blue Helmet organization were shocked, especially General Almon.
He had always been calm and conservative in the past, and ordered the soldiers stationed nearby to destroy the mini carbus at any cost.
Of course, what he didn't know was that a more deadly danger had already approached him.
In the rock body where he is hiding, above the head of hundreds of millions of dollars, a vulture is circling constantly.
In the distant high altitude, Ye Qing was sitting on the peregrine falcon for a while, watching this "cat mouse game" through multiple monitors.