The streamlined steel shell looks like a future warrior from a science fiction blockbuster. /huotxt/The high-speed rotating triangular barrel exudes a cold light under the moonlight.
"hidden!"
While roaring, Gris took the lead and rolled to the side of the bunker.
The moment his back touched the concrete wall, a storm of bullets roared towards him.
Krem, who was closest to Jiang Chen, had no room to dodge. He kept his frightened expression and was dismembered into pieces by dozens of ballistic lines. The three CIA agents who were unable to dodge died tragically under the barrage of fire.
The muzzle flash illuminated the armor, and CIA agents hidden around the factory began to draw their rifles and fire back. However, the sporadic bullets that nailed the T-3's C-shaped plastic armor were as weak as scratching an itch, leaving only a series of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sounds, and not even the slightest dent on the armor shell.
This is the technological generation gap!
With the current lethality of individual weapons, if it were not a heavy anti-material sniper rifle or a vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun, it would not be able to pose any threat to the T-3, which inherited the highest level of pre-war airborne power armor. If it is land combat powered armor, I am afraid that only the main gun of the M1 tank will be enough to see.
At the moment when he dropped the EM mines and smoke bombs, Jiang Chen directly traveled back to the apocalypse. Long before he came here, he had moved to the arsenal in the apocalypse. After traveling back to the end of the world, he directly put on the power armor parked at hand, and then returned here.
Under the cover of the smoke, the CIA's people were naturally unable to see his series of actions. In their eyes, this powered armor seemed to appear out of thin air, and they looked like they had seen a ghost.
Wearing power armor, Jiang Chen, like a devil stepping out of the abyss, used firepower to completely destroy their inner defenses.
"I'm shot! Medic!"
"Tom's down! Damn it!"
"What the hell is this?! God, make him stop!" The voice seemed to be crying.
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Cement blocks were splashing everywhere, and Gris clung to the wall. The blast of machine guns shocked him almost to the point of losing his hearing.
"smoke bomb!"
Yelled. He pulled off the smoke grenade from his waist, threw the bunker, and at the same time moved towards his teammates' positions with his waist down.
"Switch thermal imaging!"
"receive."
The nine CIA agents who were still alive changed the sights on the assault rifle slots in their hands, and then leaned out of the bunker. Aim for the center of the smoke.
However, at this moment, they were all stunned.
There is a white mist in the scope, nothing can be seen!
Jiang Chen, who was in the middle of the smoke, grinned, and a series of red dots instantly appeared on his retinas.
"Go crazy!"
The minigun was put away and he pulled out the tactical rifle from his waist.
Agents leaning out of cover to fight back. There was no time to react as a few bullets opened their heads.
At the cost of two lives, the CIA agents had to retreat into the bunker again and poked their rifles out of the bunker to fire back sporadically.
"Damn it, you slipped up at the critical moment. Damn, wait until I get back and see if I don't stuff your head into the toilet."
After secretly cursing Zhang Youjie, who was in charge of logistics, Gris gritted his teeth and pulled off the thermal imaging scope.
A sense of fear filled his whole body, and the hungry wolf's facial muscles were extremely distorted.
It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced this feeling, the feeling of adrenaline hormone secretion.
He ripped off the walkie-talkie hanging from his tactical vest. Gris shouted at it at the top of his lungs: "Groups A and B were attacked. The enemy's firepower was too strong and the operation failed. Repeat, the operation failed!"
However, there was no response from the other end of the intercom.
Gris was stunned.
Not only the thermal imaging, but also the intercom was malfunctioning. It was as if an unknown force destroyed all electronic equipment.
The comrades beside him stretched out their rifles and fired back, but he gradually couldn't hear the sound of the gunfire.
Letting the cement fragments cut his cheek, he took out the holographic sight.
There is no red dot visible on the screen and it is also broken.
Inexplicable fear could not help but fill his body, and Gris' eyes widened. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
An asymmetric war.
The invulnerable individual armor, the mysterious weapon that destroys all electronic devices in an instant, who are they? ! There is absolutely no way this is p! It is impossible for China to have such military technology!
From Afghanistan to Iraq, Gris is a hungry wolf. Got used to admiring the fear on the faces of my enemies. Use laser guidance to mark, and then watch those garbage flee under the firepower of the AC-130, laugh at those rubbish who don't even know what thermal imaging is, desperately burrowing into the grass, trying to avoid the harvest of the aerial death.
However, he never thought that one day he would be the one being hunted.
No. It can no longer be described as war, this is a massacre!
At this moment, hot blood splashed on his face, interrupting his hesitation for a moment.
Looking up, I saw that the comrade who was firing back a second ago had lost his head.
In just two minutes, of the twenty CIA elites drawn from Iraq, only five were dead.
"Retreat! All retreat!" Gris roared after recognizing the situation. He took out the rifle grenade and stuffed it into the weapon pendant, then leaned out of the bunker and fired into the smoke.
When the explosion came, regardless of whether it was an effective hit or not, he buried his head and quickly rushed towards the back door of the garment factory and fled.
The rifle grenade exploded on the shoulder of Jiang Chen's powered armor, and the fragmented shrapnel made a harsh sound on the armor shell. However, Jiang Chen only shook his head and was not affected at all.
Letting the desire to tear his heart swell in his heart, Jiang Chen walked straight towards the CIA agents' position while holding a tactical rifle and shooting. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes immediately locked onto a red dot. The moment the man came out of the bunker, he pulled the trigger and killed him without any suspense.
Considering that they would not encounter armored forces and the concealment of their operations, CIA agents did not carry heavy equipment such as anti-tank rocket launchers.
Just relying on the anti-infantry grenades and rifle grenades can't cause any damage to the power armor!
"Want to escape?" Jiang Chen grinned and looked mockingly at the four CIA agents who started to retreat. After releasing their madness, they walked towards the door slowly with their rifles on their shoulders.
From the moment the gunshots were fired two minutes ago, the two people standing guard at the door realized that something was wrong. He pulled out the rifle hidden in his down jacket, leaned against the bunker and started to be on guard.
Communication failed, and they were completely confused about what was happening in the factory.
"Shit. Boss, what happened inside?" Seeing Gris running toward him dragging his rifle in embarrassment, Ryan, who was standing guard at the door, cursed and hurriedly approached him and asked.
"Idiot, get in the car quickly!"
Gris grabbed the idiot running towards him. Pushing him hard towards the van.
This was the first time he saw such a miserable expression on the hungry wolf's face. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Ryan didn't dare to talk nonsense and hurriedly sat in the driver's seat.
Several other agents quickly boarded the van.
"Where's the communication equipment in the car?" Gris asked breathlessly.
"Nie! Everything is normal, shit! No signal." The agent sitting in the back row punched the compartment door hard.
"Fuck!" He uttered a curse word. Gris glanced at the situation outside the car window and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the iron lump didn't chase him out.
I guess that iron lump also has weaknesses, such as poor mobility
The car had started, and he couldn't care about anything else at the moment. He just wanted to leave the area quickly and send this explosive information back to the CIA headquarters in Virginia.
Compared with the source code of the drone program, it is obviously an iron lump. And the mysterious weapon that instantly paralyzes the electronic equipment of the entire team is even more shocking! If all these equipments come from the organization behind the man named Jiang Chen, then the CIA will have to re-formulate its strategy against that mysterious organization.
Just when his tense nerves relaxed a little, the driver's voiceless scream came to his ears.
"tf! What is that!"
About four disc-mounted aircraft appeared in front of the car window. Under the disc, hanging the black muzzle of the gun
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the driver stepped on the accelerator, although he knew it was too late.
There was a flash of fire, and tongues of fire were spitting out from the muzzle below the Hummingbird drone.
Before he could make any reaction, the CIA agent in the car was killed by the raging bullets.
Poor mobility? It's just Gris who thinks too much.
The reason why he didn't want to come out of the factory wearing power armor was entirely for confidentiality reasons. Such a big goal. Exposing yourself outdoors is obviously not a wise move. Although there is a wilderness nearby and there should be no other people around, there is nothing wrong with being careful.
Return to the end of the world and take off the power armor in the arsenal. Jiang Chen traveled back to the present world again.
He scanned the outside of the factory with the radio life detection device. Looking at the only red dot that was on, Jiang Chen grinned, took out his PK2000 from the storage space, put it on his shoulder, and walked slowly towards The van with broken glass and shards of glass on the floor walked away.
Blood seeped out along the crack of the car door and flowed all over the floor.
Red mixed with white. Sticky window seats are everywhere.
Looking at the tragic situation inside the van, Jiang Chen was speechless secretly, but there was no sympathy in his heart.
After recovering the Hummingbird drone, he dragged Gris, who was shot several times and was already dying, from the passenger seat to the concrete floor. Then he took out the hemostatic spray from his pocket and sprayed it on the wounds on his body. .
At this time, Gris was covered in blood, and his former ferocity and calmness were gone.
Rather than saying it was a hungry wolf, it would be more appropriate to use the word dead dog to describe it.
"Are you speechless?" Jiang Chen looked at him condescendingly, kicked his arm, and said with a playful smile.
"I won't tell you where the hostages are. Just wait and collect the body of your little girlfriend." Staring into Jiang Chen's eyes, Gris said intermittently with blood foam on the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, that's not necessarily the case." Jiang Chen took out a recording pen from his pocket and threw it on Gris.
Just as Gris looked at his actions in confusion, Jiang Chen grinned and spoke.
"I ask, you answer."
In his hand, he held a bottle of Veritaserum. (.)