I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 257: Cold-blooded

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Blood spurted out of her mouth, as if she was hit by a car in the chest. Ayesha's petite body flew out and hit the wall hard. ¥f,.If she hadn't been wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, she might have died.

Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she endured the severe pain in her chest. Ayesha did not dare to hesitate and rolled to the side.

Almost at the same time, another bullet almost missed her and hit her original position.

The splashing cement scraped her cheek, and the 12.76mm bullet left a deep crater on the ground as big as a bowl!

After escaping from the area that could be directly observed through the window, Ayesha finally breathed a sigh of relief, gritted her teeth and pulled off the broken jacket on her chest.

Even if genetic agents are injected, bullets are equal to everyone.

Although the lethality of modern rifles is one level lower than that of the apocalypse, there is no doubt about the power of sniper rifles. Judging from the degree of damage on the ground, the opponent was probably using the Barrett M82 anti-materiel sniper rifle!

The warhead bounced off, but still left an indentation in the polyethylene bulletproof panel that shattered inward. The huge momentum made Aisha feel as if her chest had been hit by a car.

Xia Shiyu was completely frightened and lay motionless on the ground.

"Ayesha"

"Don't come over here, get down!" Seeing that Xia Shiyu wanted to come over to help, Ayesha hurriedly raised her hand to stop her.

The concave part of the front armor just touched her sternum, seriously affecting her breathing.

Swallowing back the blood in her mouth, she gritted her teeth and reached out to remove the polyethylene bulletproof plate from her chest.

It was meant to be disposable, but now that it has been cracked, there is no point in hanging it on your chest.

Taking a deep breath, Ayesha calmly pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it at the window.

"Stay where you are and don't move. If you find it difficult to breathe, try to stay as close to the floor as possible." Worried about Xia Shiyu standing up, Ayesha said.

"Um."

Lying on the ground, the smoke obscured the pretty face full of fear.

Move your body. Ayesha picked up Catherine's helmet and assault rifle and returned to the window.

Taking out a lighter to heat up the helmet, Ayesha held the helmet with the rifle and slowly reached out to the window.

boom!

Almost just "peeping out". The helmet was blown away by the bullet.

Sure enough, there is thermal imaging

Aisha frowned and glanced at the door.

The other party obviously went to the sniper point she just left. In this case, the door must be within the sniper range. Unable to move, he was completely suppressed in this room.

Face sniper suppression in reality. This is the first time.

what to do

Taking a deep breath, Ayesha squeezed the ghost sniper rifle tightly in her hand.

The severe pain in her chest made her unconscious, and it was almost relying on her consciousness that she didn't faint.

His body temperature gradually became colder and his consciousness began to slow down.

ep shines with an undetectable light.

Ayesha, who noticed something unusual in the EP, hesitated for a moment and reached out to open the EP.

Hidden genetic code:

Cold-blooded: Reduce the body surface temperature to the extreme and shrink the life signal to the extent of dead objects, so as to achieve the effect of "invisibility" from various non-optical reconnaissance equipment.

Side effects: The metabolic rate is reduced to the limit, affecting wound healing. Prolonged use may cause shock.

Genetic hidden code? Remove the heat source

Can this really be done

No matter what, I can only take a gamble.

Taking a deep breath again, feeling her body temperature drop to the extreme and her heartbeat slowing down to the extreme, Aisha squatted on the edge of the window with the ghost sniper rifle.

The bullet didn't fly, and a smile appeared on her lips.

In the smoke, it would be impossible for the other party to see her without the help of thermal imaging.

The thermal imaging function on the scope was activated, and the crosshair locked on the bright spot at a thousand yards.

"goodbye."

Ayesha pulled the trigger, and blood splattered in the camera lens.

"It's done" he muttered to himself.

at the same time. Her tense consciousness finally reached its limit.

The smoke began to clear, the sniper rifle slipped from her hand, and Ayesha fell to the ground.

"Ayesha!"

She vaguely heard someone calling her name, but she couldn't hear the next words.

sleepy.

I really want to take a nap

Wake up from coma. Lao Dao climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

"Fuck his grandma, this kid is really tough."

I touched my pocket and found that the gun and cell phone were in my pocket.

"Now we're in big trouble."

After rubbing his green cheeks, Lao Dao grinned and sat on the bench beside him. It was completely dark. After lying on the concrete floor for so long, Jiang Chen must have run away.

Take out your phone. Lao Dao called Jiang Chen.

"The user you are calling is not in the service area or has turned off his phone." The announcer's voice came to my ears.

"Should I say it was expected?" Lao Dao sighed as he hung up the phone with a wry smile.

Just then, his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Miao Jun." A weak voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiaojun?! Where are you now!" Lao Dao was startled and asked hurriedly.

Although the voice sounded very embarrassed, it was indeed Miao Jun's voice. Originally, Lao Dao didn't have any hope, but he didn't expect that he could escape from Cia's hands! If he had seen the agent's face, it would undoubtedly have turned a corner on the impasse.

On the other hand, although he didn't say it, he was indeed worried about the safety of this immature apprentice.

"I'm in the suburbs"

"Stay still! Tell me the address and I'll come to pick you up right away."

After asking for the address, Lao Dao hurriedly rushed into his Santana and drove towards the suburbs.

On the way, he reported to the headquarters the news that Jiang Chen had lost contact and that Miao Jun had been rescued.

Regarding the news of Jiang Chen's disobedience, his superior, Major General Liu, was silent for a moment and did not get angry. He just ordered him to quickly rescue the Miao army who had escaped from the CIA. As for Jiang Chen's matter, he has already sent others to deal with it.

After the call ended, he almost drove to the location Miao Jun said.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Lao Dao pulled out his pistol and rushed into the side alley.

Soon, he saw Miao Jun leaning against the corner with his hands covering his abdomen.

His body was covered in blood and his face was covered in bruises.

Seeing this scene, Lao Dao suddenly felt angry and rushed to Miao Jun's side, putting one of his arms on his shoulders.

"Damn it, don't let me catch those bastards." Lao Dao immediately cursed angrily as he watched the CIA man torture his comrades into this state.

However, just in the middle of saying this, his voice suddenly froze.

Slowly, his eyes moved downward.

"Why"

"No reason."

The blood on Miao Jun's body was fake, and his weak voice was also fake.

But at this moment, the blood on Lao Dao's body was real.

"Is it because of money?" Looking at the dagger inserted in his abdomen, Lao Dao's expression was slightly bitter.

The gun slipped from his hand and was kicked away by Miao Jun.

Perhaps because he was ashamed to answer this question, Miao Jun said nothing, but silently stabbed him again in the abdomen.

"If you want to get rich, why do you need to be a soldier?"

The rising blood foam blocked Lao Dao's somewhat harsh words.

In this nameless alley, the old soldier stopped breathing.

Leaning the "master" who had only worked with him for more than half a month against the corner, Miao Jun took a deep breath, suppressed the guilt in his heart, took out his mobile phone and car keys from his body, and then asked the Santana Go.

One million dollars, he would never make that much money in his lifetime.

As Zhang Youjie said, since you have to retire after all, what difference does it make whether it is sooner or later? (.)

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