I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 252: Who says I want to go with you?
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Outside Yangjiaping Garment Factory.
A car was parked on a small road about two hundred meters away from the factory gate.
This car is obviously not his Maybach S600, but the Santana he spent 100,000 yuan from a second-hand market that has not yet closed. After all, he didn't want his car to be scrapped in the crossfire.
Jiang Chen got out of the car, looked around, and walked to the garment factory, who had no idea how long it was abandoned.
This is the agreed destination, 12 kilometers away from Lake City.
In addition to the grassy ground, the surrounding farmhouses are bare farmland, and no people are visible at all.
However, just outside the door of this inaccessible factory, Jiang Chen saw four vans that didn't respond well.
Two men with peaked caps stood in front of the garment factory. What should be hidden in the bulging down jacket. Their hands are always in their pockets, presumably holding the weapon.
Jiang Chen's mouth twitched playfully, and he walked toward the door without fear.
As Jiang Chen walked in, the two exchanged glances, and one of them walked over.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Jiang. I do n’t know if you have followed the agreement?" The man extended his right hand and smiled.
He was referring to the promise to go alone.
"Do n’t you guys watch it yourself?"
Throwing away this sentence, Jiang Chen ignored his hand and went to the garment factory.
Keeping his hand extended, an awkward expression appeared on the man's face. Looking at the smirk of his companions standing together, he shrugged his hand embarrassingly, and then put his hand back in his pocket.
Aisha did not follow, Jiang Chen gave her another task.
As requested by Zhang Youjie, he went to the appointment alone.
In the center of the plant, there are incandescent lamps with sufficient shadows, and people are visible on the windows.
Pushing open the door of the plant, Jiang Chen looked around at the people in the lower hall, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The urban camouflage bulletproof vest and the metallic black paint assault rifle ... It must have taken a lot of effort to transport these things into the country.
Fifteen CIA agents are distributed in all corners of the plant, and there are only five people standing at the door to meet Jiang Chen
The man headed showed a dangerous breath all over his body. Although he could not confirm his specific strength, but intuitively, this person should be a few points stronger than Roberts ’bodyguard Nick.
Presumably he is the Gris in Natasha's mouth, Gris nicknamed The Hungry Wolf.
Good, all here.
"You are Jiang Chen?" When Jiang Chen came in, the white man standing in the middle of the plant extinguished his cigarette butt, grinning and took out a picture from his pocket.
The gulls on his face twisted together, and the fierce glare showed through the blue eyes, and Jiang Chen looked up and down.
"Yes," Jiang Chen said lightly.
"Since you are here, you must have made a decision." Grice said with a shrug.
"Of course. But before that, I need to have a phone call with Xia Shiyu." Looking directly at his eyes, Jiang Chensheng said.
"Come on, yellow monkeys, the hostages are safe. After all, we are CIA, not IS." The American standing there mocked.
"Really? I have never understood the difference between these two organizations."
"You-"
Hearing Jiang Chen's sarcasm, the American was suddenly angry and rolled up his sleeves to move forward.
"Krem, shut up." Gris glanced at the teammate and said lightly.
"Yes ..." The burly man immediately lowered his head and retreated very honestly.
In the face of this terrifying captain, he really has no courage to lift the bar.
Reporting the name of the organization you belong to has violated the discipline. However, seeing that the task is about to be completed, Gris said nothing.
Looking away, Gris said to the people next to him.
"Call him."
"Good sir." The soldier with a baseball cap drew the intercom from the tactical vest, walked to Jiang Chen, and handed it to him.
An undetectable sneer raised in the corner of his mouth, and he took over the intercom. Jiang Chen's other hand in his pocket gently turned the radio tracking device on and off.
It ’s up to Aisha to do that.
"Hello? Xia Shiyu!"
"Jiang Chen ... where are you?"
Listening to the haggard voice and trying to restrain the anger in his heart, Jiang Chen took a deep breath and said in as gentle a tone as possible.
"How are you doing now? Did they do anything to you?"
"... Not yet. He, who are they?" Her voice was full of helplessness and panic, but her voice was not hoarse, and she should not have been subjected to cruel treatment.
Confirming the safety of Xia Shiyu, Jiang Chen felt a little relieved.
However, just as he was preparing to buy Aisha some more time, the communication hung up from there.
"At this point, you only have 10 seconds to confirm the safety of the hostage." Gris grinned, took out the lighter, and lit a cigarette for herself again, "Now, your choice determines you and you The life and death of a girlfriend. Of course, you do n’t seem to have many choices. "
Slowly put down the intercom, Jiang Chen looked at Grice's eyes.
"Oh?"
I do n’t think so.
Mentatively added a sentence in his heart, Jiang Chen put his hand in his pocket, threw the radio tracking device into the storage space, then took out a paper-shaped remote control and pressed the switch.
The Santana parked outside the plant opened the wide area signal shielding instrument in the trunk instantaneously, blocking all electromagnetic signals within a 5km radius.
"Krem, check his equipment." Ignoring Jiang Chen, Gris turned his head and said to the comrades on the side.
"Okay, BOSS."
Twisted his neck and made a crackling noise. Krems walked towards Jiang Chen with a grin.
He has made up his mind and has to give this arrogant guy a little color.
For example, during a body search, accidentally squeezed an egg ...
"Before leaving here, we need to check the equipment on you to prevent you from carrying the positioning device. Of course, if you resist, a little unpleasantness may occur."
Jiang Chen suddenly smiled at Krem who was approaching him.
"Leave here? Who said I want to go with you?"
Wen Yan, including Gris and Krem, froze the five people around Jiang Chen.
There was no chance for them to react, and the voice was not over. Jiang Chen had already pulled the fuze of the EMP grenade and smoke bomb in his pocket.
Om!
The buzzing sound of the electric current sounded, the light bulb suddenly went out, and the inside of the plant suddenly fell into darkness. At the same time, the smoke suddenly spread from Jiang Chen's position, hiding his figure.
"Kill him!"
Crying with a throat, Gris immediately took the command to kill. At the same time, he raised his rifle and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Dada ---
The flames jumped, and the interlaced fire shattered the smoke that had disappeared from Jiang Chen's figure. The empty factory building was filled with the explosive sound of gunpowder and the crisp sound of the metal shell landing.
Because the retina cannot adapt to the rapidly changing light, everyone ’s vision is dark. However, the people present are all veterans who have stood the battlefield, even with their eyes closed, they can tacitly shoot all the escape routes of the target.
"Stop the fire!"
The gunfire ceased, and the smoke cleared.
In a moment, the factory returned to silence.
The thick smoke spread evenly, gradually touching the green smoke rising from the muzzle.
The five CIA agents in the center of the plant maintained a muzzle-up attitude and locked the center of the smoke.
Although the smoke has not dispersed, no one will doubt the end of the tragic death of the ignorant Oriental.
It is a fantasy to escape from such a fierce firepower net.
Maintaining the shooting posture is just the discipline of the soldiers.
"BOSS, it's dead." Krem said with a knuckle activity.
Gress stared at the center of the smoke.
The goal is undoubtedly dead, but the growing unease in his heart is lingering.
The smoke is like a devil's egg, as if something will come out of it.
Is it an illusion?
However, at that moment, his dark green pupil twitched sharply, and the calm soldiers on his face were unhurried and disappeared instantly!
The sound of "God ..." was touched with despair. The Krem who had previously prepared to squeeze Jiang Chen's eggs, shuddered back with a rifle.
The cold steel armored shell reflected five faces full of horror.
The T-3 power armor wrapped around the whole body, the triangular prismatic barrel was rotating at high speed, and Jiang Chenbao smiled and opened the insurance of the weapon module.
"let’s-play-a-game!" (To be continued.)