Son of the Tower

Chapter 489 Cross-level firepower is an important part of an ambush

"Here comes the long gun, it's interesting." Natasha adjusted her shooting position and pulled off the goggles on her head.The silhouette of two cars appeared in the distance on the street on the mirror, which was the logo of the drone.

Mars looked at the middle-aged man who had escaped Jin Chan's shell: "Someone is coming with a long gun, please check if it is your friend."

Nie had already placed the tablet on the table, and on the monitor of the tablet, the two streets were marked with license plates.

"It's not mine. I haven't looked for anyone." The middle-aged man said while tearing off his collar: "I wore this, and my head is a prosthetic skull, which is bulletproof as a whole."

"It must have cost you a lot of money, no wonder you are disabled." Mars sighed, and signaled Nirvana to hide in a safer place, and then he performed the left surgery to complete the hair silently, and a mirror image appeared on Mars himself On the left side, he went straight to the side of the road.

Mars hid the middle-aged man in a corner, and at the same time signaled to the guests who still didn't understand to leave quickly. The guests immediately understood when they saw Mars showing the holster around his waist. They walked quickly, but without the slightest panic .

"Tsubaki, where are you now?"

"Back across the road, by the clock face, you are at nine, we are at one, we have compact submachine guns, Natasha is high at six, hopefully our crossfire will give them hapiness."

"Yeah, happy." Natasha joined the conversation: "They are starting to slow down, Meng Zou, scan the nearby crowd to see if there is any guy guiding them."

"Don't look, I have already found the target. He is on the fourth floor of the building where Natasha's sister is, and he is using a telescope." Lily of the valley joined the communication.

Mars poked his head out, just in time to see the target in the window on the fourth floor: "Meng Zou, kill him."

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"I know." Meng Zou jumped out of the roof directly, and with the optical camouflage turned on, the hook rope in his left hand hooked the railing on the edge of the roof. The knife had already directly decapitated the guy holding the binoculars, and at the same time, the hook rope in his left hand was thrown out, wrapping around another man's neck. In the next second, the tightened hook rope directly hanged this guy to death.

Meng Zou took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the wall. Although his electronic eyes could not see the target, his biological wavelength detector could clearly see someone on the wall.

The bullet drilled out of the silencer, passed through the wall, and turned that life into the past tense.

Putting away the weapon, Meng Zou took an automatic rifle from the wall. This is the GN17 developed by the Westland United Army. It has a long barrel, full fish bones, 10mm full-power bullets, [-] rounds of magazines, and a tripod. .

"The car is stopping, and they are coming." Meng Zou said while picking up the ringing walkie-talkie: "I saw you."

At this moment, Meng Zou used the voice of the deceased.

"Where are they?"

"Two, one is hidden behind the counter, I can't see it, and the other is standing there, a silly leopard."

"Why didn't you shoot?" Someone asked.

For this too stupid question, Meng Zou smiled: "Then tell the whole world that the old city of Fort Carter has fired shots. What the hell are we here for?"

Meng Zou really didn't know, but he believed that these guys must know.

"Do I need your teaching?" The guy on the walkie-talkie sounded a little helpless and furious.

"Stop arguing, let's go." The commanders of the two teams finished reconciling in the channel, and directed their teammates to the mirror image.

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"What's the matter with you?" Phantom began to speak.

"Concern Bran, no, it's Lyndon Fassby, where did you hide him?" The leader pointed a gun at Mars, and his subordinates surrounded him along the sidewalk.

"It turns out that you are here to look for him. It's interesting. I want to know why." Mirage laughed.

The leader sighed, drew a pistol from his waist and shot at the phantom.

Then the illusion shattered.

Meng Zou shot. He first killed the guy who dropped the gun and raised the bazooka on his back. The large-caliber full-power bullet pierced the target's skull and brain from the side, bringing him to the ground. At the same time, the fireball The barrel is still spinning in the air.

The second victim was the guy who wanted to catch the rocket. The second bullet first hit the rocket launcher's primary shell, and then got into the latter's chest. The second penetration brought the bullet to roll.

So he couldn't die anymore.

When Meng Zou fired, Natasha, who had adjusted her shooting position, fired. The machine gun fired rapidly and steadily and began to harvest the outflanking gunmen. The latter had already reacted when they saw their own people fall. Unfortunately Bullets fly faster than human legs, and it's a pity that the road is so wide. While the gunmen fell down because of being shot, Nirvana poked his head out from the other side of the counter, pointing the shotgun in his hand at those gunmen. From Natasha's point of view, the guy hiding in the bunker pulled the trigger—it was well hidden, but it's a pity that your bunker is useless against Nirvana.

At this time, Chun and Songuo also shot from the building. The three gunmen who were guarding the car before and now running towards the small building were overwhelmed by bullets at close range.

Mars stood up from the bunker at this time, and the spiritual energy wall blocked the leader's shot south. In the end, the man who emptied the rifle bullets and pistol bullets together took out his dagger in despair.

Then he was directly hammered over by Mars' psionic palm.

"Nie, call the old friends of the Military Intelligence Bureau and tell them what happened here." Mars gave Nie an order, and then walked to the side of the road, looking at the still-breathing captive, with a standard Westland face.

The machine gun bullets were fired from high to low, and the bullets penetrated through the middle of his chest and abdomen, injured his liver, and then shot out from behind.

"You can't be saved." Mars said while pointing the gun at him - such a wound, even if a professional psychic came to heal him, it would only be five or five - so much bleeding, it is really difficult to save .

With this in mind, Mars pulled the trigger, ending the misery for this guy.

Chun and Songuo had already walked over at this time, and they dragged a prisoner with his hands handcuffed behind him: "This guy is lucky, the bullets on his upper body didn't penetrate the body armor, but his legs are completely useless, so he can't run. Only surrender."

"The leg injury is no longer bleeding. This must be a coagulation nanorobot. Who are you?" Meng Zou also went downstairs. He inspected the wounded wound and felt it.

The guy didn't answer, but opened his mouth.

Mars poked his head, good guy, no tongue.

That's okay though, because Mars can ask questions in psychic whispers.

Cutting the tongue to change the vocal structure was indeed a good way in the past, but unfortunately, times have changed friends.

(End of this chapter)