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Chapter 571 Expanding the Scale of the War
"Brothers, judging from the current situation, we are probably dead." Zai Wangchuck went to the most central area of ​​the defense node, clapped his hands, and attracted everyone's attention.

What he said was cruel, but no one had any emotional fluctuations. These people were either in the calm period when the stimulant drug effect ended, or it was in the effective state, and they were completely ready to put life and death aside physiologically. Now, even if there are other thoughts in the will, it is too late to react now.

After all, there is a death staring outside who kills one person every 45 minutes. According to the most ideal situation, the seventeen soldiers here can live for a little more than twelve hours, but in reality this situation is impossible. The can opener is dead, and their defense node probably won't be able to defend it for two hours.

"Hehe, is this a Gallic joke?" James, a veteran of the Marine Corps, smiled as a response, and gave Zai Wangchuck a face, after all, he is the one who has stayed here the longest.

In this kind of motley crew, it is the simplest and most direct way for everyone to recognize each other based on the length of survival time.

"I plan to go out and snatch the baron's body back." Zai Wangchuck ignored the offense to Gaul in the other party's words, and this kind of joke was made more in the 35th Infantry Regiment.

"42 meters, an impossible mission." James tossed a bullet in his hand and shook his head: "Unless the can opener intends to rush out to grab the corpse by himself."

"He can't go, he can't use the time-sensitive element at all now." A medical soldier in the Marine Corps said in a deep voice: "The blood in his body is lower than the normal level by one-third, and now he is relying on the exoskeleton armor to move. Didn't pass out? Because the stimulant effect has not passed yet."

"Take it as a gamble, anyway, the left and right will die." Zai Wangchuck coughed and raised his hand: "Now we are recruiting volunteers. Who else besides me?"

James looked around and raised his hand, "Count me in."

The other three Marines in the room raised their hands when they saw James sign up, including the medic.

The military technology commando next to him pushed down his hand and raised it himself: "You can't, you are the only one who knows how to operate, and if we can come back a few, you have to be responsible for sewing us back. "

Another commando also raised his hand: "The insurance company pays, the staff gives orders, and the commando is responsible for the death. We will take over the job."

Everyone looked at the members of the Special Air Service in the corner who were resting with their eyes closed. Two of them were resting here, and the other three were guarding their positions.

"We still have other tasks to complete." The middle-aged man with a mustache touched the bullet hole in his stomach, and the biogel filled it slowly. The wound was slowly healing under the action of the healing needle. The gel was pushed out, but under the effect of the painkiller injection, he didn't feel much pain.

"Bah." James spat in his direction, raising his eyebrows provocatively.

The young soldier sitting next to the mustache was short of breath, but was pressed to the ground by the mustache.

"Okay, then there are six of us." Zai Wangchuck didn't care about the England guys, and he didn't expect those people at first: "I will lead, James will be second, and you two will be ranked third, and the others will count." Second team."

The two military-tech assault soldiers glanced at each other, and the stronger one stood behind James. The one who rushed out first obviously had to take a greater risk, but the people behind were not much better.

No one knows how many players are waiting for the opportunity outside. There are only a few open passages with weak bunkers in the entire 42 meters. It makes little difference who dies first and who dies later.

"Smoke bomb preparation!" Zai Wangchuck took three deep breaths, took a last look at the new type of combat stimulant in his hand, and directly stuck the needle into the heart, and injected it with one shot. The blood makes the whole body boil!

The soldiers inside the defense node fired heat source smoke bombs around, covering the surrounding area. Everyone turned on the inner circulation mode of the helmet, and Zai Wangchuck rushed out first.

But it was just the first step, and he felt as if he was hit by something, and he flew out uncontrollably to the side.

oh, bad luck
Zai Wangchuck still had the strength to think in the air, landed and rolled a few somersaults, and one leg was thrown aside like a broken toy, obviously broken.

James, who was behind him, didn't even blink his eyes. Taking the opportunity, he rushed 20 meters in an instant. With his palm on the ground, he pushed hard and shoveled directly behind a car wreckage.

But in the next second, the car was overturned by an invisible force out of thin air, and James was crushed underneath. James spat out blood, and his blood pressure dropped rapidly, but he didn't feel any more pain, just calm Shout: "There is a figure at eleven o'clock! Suppress fire!"

The second team behind him fired continuously according to his guidance, and dropped four smart bombs. Those smart gadgets found a suspected target in the smoke, and unceremoniously blew up the other party into the sky.

A group of last-moving assault soldiers finally rushed to the baron's body, hung their rifles behind them, grabbed the handle at the back of the opponent's neck with both hands, and quickly dragged the body backwards under the augmentation of the exoskeleton.

A bullet that flew from nowhere hit the assault soldier, leaving a dent on his tactical eyepiece. The assault soldier felt like he was punched by someone, and instantly judged that the opponent used a pistol bullet: "My left, ten o'clock direction! Cover!"

At this time, a marine from the second team was suddenly set on fire from the inside out. He screamed and tried to take off his body armor and helmet, but he didn't fulfill his last wish until he was burned to death.

Another Marine and an assault soldier got into close combat. A man who jumped from the roof, holding a dagger in each hand, fought fiercely for his life, severing the Marine's rifle in the middle with one knife.

In the end, the only one who could respond to the commando was Zai Wangchuck. He turned over and sat on the ground, using his rifle to shoot in the general direction guided by the sound, and did not let go of his fingers until all his magazines were emptied. .

At this moment, the entire battlefield fell silent, only the sound of the smoke generators still working hard to produce smoke.

Zai Wangchuck looked at his leg, closed his eyes and reset it forcefully, there was a trembling sound from the joint, but what was even more frightening was that he couldn't feel anything, as if it was an artificial limb Same.

He only knew that he seemed to be able to stand up barely now, but his left leg was obviously heavier than his right leg, and it was also a bit shorter.
Zai Wangchuck stood up, ignoring the sudden silence, and limped into the smoke, trying to continue the task. Soon he saw a black figure taking heavy steps, step by step. He stepped back, dragging the baron's body in his hands.

The commando heard the footsteps behind him and turned his head slowly. Zai Wangchuck saw the flames burning inside the opponent's helmet, half of his face was melted. His last movement pointed to the corpse on the ground, and then He fell to the ground motionless.

Zai Wangchuck didn't know what they encountered in the smoke. He only knew that he was less than 15 meters away from the defensive nodes behind him.

He went forward and grabbed the handle on the back of the baron's neck with both hands. The thing was still hot, and the grip was greasy. It was the remaining flesh and blood of the assault soldiers.

Zai Wangchuck pulled back hard, and the baron's body began to move slowly driven by the force beyond the physiological limit. He did not have an exoskeleton to use, and the control chip implanted in his body was produced in Gaul and other countries. The equipment is not compatible, so it can only rely on muscle strength.

Fortunately, this time, those officials didn't brag, that new type of combat stimulant really works!

Zai Wangchuck dragged the corpse back for a full ten meters. At this time, there were footsteps behind him, and a British accent said, "I am behind you, now I will take over!"

"British bastard!" Zai Wangchuck kept his orientation unchanged and took over the security work. Looking at the younger special air crew member holding the baron's body with one hand, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Soap." The other party replied in a muffled voice: "Also, I'm from Scotland! Are you the only one!"

"I'm the only one left." Zai Wangchuck vomited blood, and when he crossed the boundary of the defensive node, he sat down on the ground and muttered: "Okay, then the fucking Scotchman. "

When the waters of Madagascar were scrambling around the source of the power of the previous generation of fury, several player battle groups spread out of the special zone all over the world.

The adaptive training they received in the SAR was not in vain, and some of them even behaved so well in line with the characteristics of street gangs that, in the first few days, the local forces in the infiltrated area were completely unaware of their own What is happening.

The local gang thought that there was a homeless family who had had enough of life in the wasteland and wanted to go to the city to have fun. This kind of thing had happened before. Some people failed, some people succeeded, but the whole process must be bloody.

Compared with street gangs, most homeless families will show more unity and combat effectiveness, but their disadvantage is that once they enter the city, it won't take long for someone to find out that they have other talents besides being loyal to the family. There are many options.

The easiest way is to leave the family quietly, pretend to be an immigrant, and try to live the life of ordinary people. Another big disadvantage they face is from the law enforcement bureau.

Law Enforcement doesn't like it very much when this happens, a family of homeless people entering the city rampages the streets on behalf of dozens and hundreds of big troubles, they have more contempt for the law than street fighters, even for no reason , everyone's behavior is unpredictable.

So they will acquiesce to the local gangs attacking the homeless family, leaving them dead or retreating.

But apparently there was something unusual about the homeless family intrusion in Chicago, the local gangs that had taken over their turf disappeared without a fart, and the law enforcement couldn't even find a small leader.

A newcomer gang named YoungMoney055 was the next victim. They engaged in a fierce firefight with the intruders. The firefight reportedly lasted 9 minutes and left more than [-] bullet holes at the scene.

When the law enforcement officers arrived late, only 55 bodies of YoungMoney055 gang members were found at the scene. Perhaps because the number of corpses was not eye-catching enough, the top three leaders of YoungMoney055 were hanged in the law enforcement bureau that night. main entrance.

The guard of the Law Enforcement Bureau swore that he was still looking at the direction of the streetlights for the last second, and when he looked at the next second, someone was hanging there and struggling. When the law enforcement officers found suitable climbing equipment, they put the corpse down. It was already 15 minutes later.

This kind of horror story, which sounds like an urban legend, quickly quieted down the entire underground forces in Chicago. The local FBAS Bureau began to intervene, and then, half of the agents of the FBAS Bureau died in one night.

Now the whole of Chicago understands that the city has ushered in its new owner.

By the time Mikkelsen received the findings of the Joint Investigation Office, it was already the fourth day after the start of the Madagascar war. Obviously, Makarian had planned for a long time, and the Madagascar war was just a bright card for both sides. , secretly, this infiltration may have started as early as a month ago.

Those player wargroups in the cities they choose will have special people responsible for responding, and someone will help them familiarize themselves with the local underground order. They know how to avoid the eyes of the media and officials.

This is what Makarian wants, to mix players into this world like sand, and the world will be over.

Mrs. Generosity wants to see a big scene, so give her a big scene in the Madagascar war. What Makarian wants is to be safe and let the players stand, so those few player groups that have successfully stood up are role models. They successfully broke into the city Inside, there was no massacre, no big bang, just...another gang force.

But fortunately, Mikkelsen was well prepared. He put Tang Ji on the foreground. The purpose of establishing the FBAS bureau is for this. He has a lot of superhuman information at hand. A full-scale war will naturally have the appearance of a full-scale war. It is also time to let the scale of the war increase.

"Let the Luthor government issue a three-level combat readiness alert." Mikkelsen made a phone call, and after repeated confirmation on the other side, he issued an order.

For players who have mastered the ability of the Dimensional Gate to quickly disperse and transfer, the aborigines can't make effective countermeasures at all, and they can only fight against it by fighting hard.

Mikkelsen has spent so much energy on the Luthor government during this time, re-establishing the majesty of the federal government, just to deal with today's situation, he doesn't believe that little bitch Makarian will be so honest Block the player in the special zone.

(End of this chapter)