War Contractor

Chapter 7: The factory in question

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"Oh!"

With a heavy closing sound, the factory's switch was pulled down, and the power supply was restored again, and all the factories and some indicator lights were all lit up.

Yu Zhiqian felt that the light was a little dazzling, and took the night vision goggle off. The black people actually knew the location of the switch, and felt a little surprised, but now the most important thing is not this matter, but finding a way to cut off the factory's electricity.

Yu Zhiqian didn’t know the location of the switch. The factory’s electricity was turned off by Kallie. He didn’t have time to find the location of the switch. All he could do was to turn off the light bulbs one by one. Without the cover of the night, Yu Zhigan exposed himself easily. The location and the lights illuminate the area are very dangerous.

After the lights came on, Bowers was obviously relieved, holding his weapon, under the full protection of his four subordinates, walked into a factory building, and checked the corpses on the ground: "All people They all gathered together and searched for me one by one. I don't believe it anymore and I can't find anyone!"

Powers didn’t know. When he said this, Yu Zhiqian was not far from the gate of the factory building. He heard clearly. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he roughly had an idea in his heart. After stepping back a few steps , Found a path with no lights, and went around to another factory not far away, where Yu Zhiqian was about to wipe out all the blacks.

With outnumbered enemies and an absolute disadvantage in the number of people on his side, he needs to rely on external forces. Without reinforcements, Yu Zhigan can only rely on himself. Fortunately, when he climbs ice and snow in the northern hemisphere, what he learns the most is to make traps. The mountain is covered by heavy snow, and the resources cannot be delivered. If you want to make a tooth sacrifice, you need to rely on your own hands to work hard to create.

First turn off all the lights in the workshop, and then drew a fishing line from a silver bracelet on the wrist. This bracelet was given to him by his old squad leader, and a fishing line that was fifty meters long was wrapped in it. The whole bracelet is hollow, and there is a switch that can be pulled out when needed.

The trip rope for booby traps is not just an ordinary thin wire or rope. In addition to special trap mines and special ropes for booby traps, fishing line is the best choice. It has strong toughness and high transparency, so you don’t pay attention to observation. If it is, it is difficult to find.

Yu Zhigan has run out of grenade, but you can make some simple disgusting things from the waste in the factory, some simple bear traps, and pig traps. Although they may not kill people, they can blow the confidence of blacks.

In three minutes, after Yu Zhigan made two simple trigger mechanisms, he leaped vigorously and climbed onto a machine, waiting for the black man to come and die, but when Yu Zhigan touched the factory machine, he found some problems. .

There is rust on the machines. Although Yu Zhiqian never went to college, he still read it in junior high school. There should be no rust everywhere on a machine that is frequently used, especially the gears are rusted together, and there is no way to use it.

After inspecting several machines in a row, they are all rusty, and they look no different from scrap machines. Yu Zhiqian also found the German-printed factory date on a machine, 1950, a 67-year-old machine. This thing should appear in the scrap site, waiting to be processed, not in a still operating factory.

"has a problem!"

Yu Zhigan felt that there was a problem in the factory, and the problem was very serious, but the black people were already close to the factory building, and the black people's footsteps and shouts could be heard no matter how far away. Yu Zhigan did not have time to think too much and climbed onto a machine. Half-squatting his body, his muzzle pointed at the gate of the factory building.

"Why are the lights in this factory turned off?" Bowers looked at the dark factory building, exuding a dangerous atmosphere, and patted the men next to him: "You guys go in and take a look and turn on the lights for me. !"

"Yes, head!"

The four blacks did not hesitate, and there were more than twenty companions behind them. There were many people behind them. There was no need to worry about being attacked by ghosts. They stood in a row, held their weapons, and walked into the factory.

There is a circle of light-transmitting glass below the roof of the factory building, which can let in some moonlight. After entering the factory building, the black man leaned on the wall while reaching out to find the circuit switch.

"You are the one!"

Yu Zhigan did not choose to kill the black man who was about to find the switch, but instead aimed at the black man in the farthest position. The moment Yu Zhiqian pulled the trigger, the black man near the switch pressed the button to turn on the light.

"boom!"

With a crisp shot, the black man at the back fell to the ground, and the lights in the factory were also lit up at the same time. After Yu Zhigan fired the shot, he jumped directly from the machine. The black man in front of the factory door saw A black shadow flashed by from a high place, and the black man who turned on the light was scared to the ground by the gunshots. After a few seconds, he touched his body and found that he had not been shot, and immediately stood excitedly. Get up, like crazy.

Before he could tell his relatives and friends about his happiness, the black man felt a pain in his head and fell to the ground feebly. Yu Zhigan looked at the black man who fell on the ground, and he was a little relieved, almost a little bit relieved. Just stepped on the trap by this foolish guy.

"He's inside, kill him!" Bowers also saw the black shadow that Yu Zhigan passed by, and immediately called out excitedly. It was obvious that this person was the so-called ghost sniper.

"Not a ghost sniper, he is a mercenary, he is in the factory, everyone, go, go, kill this guy!"

Bowers was very excited. As long as the location was determined, he was afraid that if you did not come out, it would cost you your life. After the rest of the black people heard the order, their expressions were relaxed, not a ghost, not a ghost, but a servant. Soldiers.

These blacks were not afraid of mercenaries. When they were rebels in Namibia, they often fought illegal mercenaries. What they were afraid of was ghosts that appeared and disappeared without a trace.

"Come on, come on, all come to the bowl!" Yu Zhiqian looked at the black armed men who rushed in, flashed an expression of excitement, moved his position a little, and then banged hard on the machine next to him. , Making a loud noise, all the blacks who rushed in heard the sound.

Like a shark that smelled blood, all of them rushed towards the sound source in an instant, while Bowers was still at the entrance of the factory, paying attention to both sides of the factory, with a reputation to prevent Yu Zhiqian from escaping from the side.

"Ajiba Lie!"

"Ajiba Lie!"

When the black people yelled and rushed over, the black person walking in the front touched a fishing line under his feet, but he just felt a trip on his feet, and he didn't feel too much, so he continued to walk forward, but his side was a A huge shadow suddenly enveloped him and the rest of the black people behind him.

An iron plate fell straight from the side, quickly, and directly pressed the five black people underneath. It is not clear whether they died or not, but it is certain that they will not die and will be seriously injured.

And after the trap was triggered, Yu Zhiqian suddenly came out from behind the bunker not far away. The AK in his hand was adjusted to a blast. He pulled the trigger at the black man who was still in a daze, and his left hand firmly stabilized the gun body and kept the gun. Stable, in just five seconds, all 28 bullets were shot out.

Then he rolled over on the ground and rolled back. Leaning on the wall, he discarded the empty magazine, replaced it with a new magazine, and reloaded the bullet. (End of this chapter)