I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 889: Hard landing
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"Will he go?" Gasol, the deputy captain of the Poison Arrow Mercenary Corps, sat across from Kammut and asked in a deep voice.
"Fivety percent probability, but it ’s worth our bet." Kammut glanced at the machine gun at the window. "After all, we do n’t have a better choice."
The embassy has been surrounded by SWAT, and the muzzle of the armored vehicle can even be seen outside the door, and even fully armed American soldiers can be seen. If it were not possible for Jiang Chen and the diplomatic personnel of the new country in the embassy to let the White House cast a taboo, the urinary nature of a country that would never compromise with terrorists had already begun to attack.
"If he goes." Gasol grinned, it seemed to be laughing, but there was a difference.
Kamter laughed and leaned his rifle against the chair.
"Steven will finish it for us."
As if he had decided his destiny, the two laughed at each other. It's just that they didn't think about their destiny at all.
From the moment they arrived in Los Angeles, they had no plans to go back alive. For the goalkeeper, after solving Jiang Chen, he fulfilled his mission, worthy of the surname Rothschild, and worthy of the meaning given to him by Freemasonry.
For the Poison Arrow Mercenary Corps ... They are for both faith and revenge.
"What about this guy?" Gasol pointed his chin to Zhu Yu lying in the pool of blood.
Because there is no bandage, this agent has lost too much blood to the point of dying. If there is no further treatment, it may die soon.
Kamt tapped on the armrest with his finger, thought for a moment, and opened the headset on his head.
The phone was connected quickly, Kamte said slowly.
"You have 30 minutes left, maybe I need to remind you that our patience is limited."
After starting Wushuang, the emotion was stripped from the body, and Jiang Chen said expressionlessly, "Oh."
Kamt raised his eyebrows, and Jiang Chen's tone made him a little unpredictable.
"Thirty minutes later, if you have n’t appeared in-"
"Five minutes is enough."
The communication was hung up, and Kammut froze, glancing at Gasol.
"What's wrong?" Gasol asked.
"I always feel something is wrong." Kammut frowned.
......
Aurora-20 galloping above the clouds did not attract the radar ’s attention. After hanging up the communication, Jiang Chen pulled up the throttle. Under his operation, the rotation direction of the vortex engine began to decelerate, and the Aurora-20 also changed from a flying attitude to a suspended attitude of vertical take-off and landing.
The horizontal speed drops to 0.
Jiang Chen reached out and unfastened the nylon buckle on his body, freeing himself from the restraint of the pilot seat.
Blood red faded from the pupil, and the unparalleled state was lifted in an instant. Jiang Chen stretched his hand on the fighter ’s rocker and threw the fighter into the storage space.
The cold air flowed around, Jiang Chen did not stay in the air for too long, and moved to the present moment in the next moment, with a soft bed behind him.
The T-3 power armor is placed beside the bed, and the anti-radar-painted shell exudes a faint bright silver brilliance. The legs and feet are equipped with anti-impact modules, and the descending jets are carried on their backs. After the ship puts on the power armor, Jiang Chenshen took a breath and disappeared into the room.
On the streets of Venice, the reporters ’long guns pointed to the occupied embassy, and they were standing in front of the camera and making reports. The Los Angeles police stood helpless behind the police car, watching the SWAT special forces and FBI and CIA agents who were also at a loss.
The U.S. military is not far away in a combat meeting, but it has been almost half an hour since they stepped off the Osprey transport plane, and they still have no action.
Columbia TV reporter Baine squatted by the road, nibbled at the hot dog in his hand, patted his greasy hand, was about to return to the camera, and there was another roar in the air.
Bain looked up into the empty night sky, tilting his neck and thinking.
How many times has this been? The US F35 whizzed over Los Angeles, but it often returned to a nearby air base after a short hover. Perhaps they think that terrorists can be pressured in this way? Or to let the American people know that the federal government did not do nothing.
But the truth is, they did nothing.
According to the Vienna Convention on Diplomatic Relations, the Embassy enjoys a high degree of diplomatic immunity. Without the authorization of the new country, intrusion into the embassy is not allowed, even for the purpose of rescue and suppression of terrorists.
Yes, I do n’t know for what reason, the new country rejected the authorization of the US to enter the embassy. At this time, if the US military enters the embassy, there is only one way, that is, to recover the right of the new country to use the leased land of the embassy in Los Angeles. In short, it is the expulsion of diplomats from new countries ... the United States of course cannot do this. It is better to say that the new country refused to authorize, but instead let Hillary relax.
In the face of heavily armed mercenaries, she started rescue without harming the hostages. She really did not have this confidence. Once Jiang Chen had a problem, it would be hard to guarantee that the intercontinental missiles staying on the seabed would still be there.
The White House spokesperson faced inquiries from reporters at home and abroad, pretending to express "regret" for the new country's refusal to authorize the US military to enter the new country's embassy, and emphasized again that all forms of terrorism are all human Public enemy, the United States will never compromise with terrorism.
Look, it ’s not that we do n’t act, it ’s that the new country wo n’t let us ban it.
Shaking his head, Bain withdrew his gaze from the night sky and was about to return to his camera. However, at this moment, his eyes looking into the air seemed to be stuck to the sky, staring at the embassy ...
The flame wraps the lower edge of the power armor, which looks like a twinkling meteor in the distance. The air flow condenses into a hot cyclone in the bowl-shaped anti-impact module at the bottom of the foot, with the roar of breaking through the sound barrier, falling vertically from the roof of the embassy.
This is a blind spot for the militants in the embassy.
Jiang Chen ’s eyes were firmly locked on the sloped roof, and the heat source information of the enemy unit had been marked in his window. As for how he did it, he had to talk about the chip implanted in the back of the ghost agent and the camera in the embassy ...
Without the slightest cushion, the power armor crushed the roof with a hard landing. Along with the swaying dust, together with the bricks and tiles on the ceiling and floor of the second floor, the three mercenaries in the hostage room were crushed to pieces.
Beyond Venice Avenue, reporters, police, SWAT, the Army in a meeting, and the crowds of unknown truth have only one expression, which is unremarkably dull. They didn't know what that thing was. When they reacted, it had hit the embassy of the new country.
The entire embassy was cut off like a shell.
Equally frustrating are the hostages curled up in the corner. Because of the corner of the wall, the collapse occurred in a moment did not cause much damage to them. And those mercenaries standing in the middle of the room are not so lucky ...
Blood-faced mercenaries raised their pistols reluctantly and pointed at the steel monster standing up from the dust.
Jiang Chen reached out and pulled away the wreckage of the reinforced concrete that was drooping in front of him, ignoring the spitting gun flames and the projectiles, he reached out and patted the pistol in his hand, pinching his neck-
Blood stains spilled onto the surface of the steel armor, making the already rugged armor even more tainted by the bloodthirsty taste.
Jiang Chen looked out of the window and saw the American soldiers and SWAT at the door, but they were obviously not authorized to enter the embassy ... Or, the new country ’s presidential palace that passed Jiang Chen ’s breath early. , Without authorization to enter the US embassy.
Turning his head, Jiang Chen saw behind his half-collapsed ruins his eyes filled with horror but inexplicable relief. Xia Shiyu did not suffer any damage except that her forehead was bruised by falling cement debris and a dust.
Not just Xia Shiyu, including the curator of the embassy of the new country and a group of diplomats, everyone is safe and sound.
After confirming the safety of the hostages, Jiang Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's finally caught up, and Bernice's side has almost changed.
It was also at this time that the communication request was sent to Jiang Chen's watch.
"The target location has been reached."
"You can do it." Jiang Chen said lightly.
"Yes."
After receiving the order, Bernice ended the communication.
There was a cruel smile in the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Chen's eyes flashed a bit of anger. Triangular barrels popped out of the right arm of steel, humming with the buzz of death in rotation, Jiang Chen crossed the rubble and threw hummingbird drones and small unmanned drones full of ammunition from the storage space After setting the command to protect the hostage, the machine terminal walked forward along the corridor.
A strong wind struck from the side, and the mercenary hiding behind the door swung the steel helmet with a tactical axe. This fierce movement seemed flawless, but he obviously did not consider the hardness of the A-beam. The axe blade didn't even knock a layer of iron skin on the helmet, so he was cut off his right arm by the dagger.
Ignoring the screaming mercenaries who fell to the ground, Jiang Chen continued to move forward.
The mercenary crouching behind the bunker vented his fear in the bullet of the rifle, trying to use firepower to push back this killing armor. However, the jumping Mars reflected in their pupils. Even the mechanical exoskeletons aimed at the star ring trade, and the special rifle ammunition that strengthened the armor-piercing performance, could not defend the people opposite.
The grenade was thrown at Jiang Chen.
The blast of hot air blasted over the armor surface. Except for a series of jingling sounds, it failed to bring any comfort to the mercenaries who were completely in fear.
Fear did not last long, including the coming pain.
Jiang Chen raised the rotating triangular barrel and pulled the trigger.
In an orange ballistic trajectory, blood and fire ended their lives ... (to be continued.)