war contractor

Chapter 7 The Factory with Problems
"Tom!"

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

Yu Zhiqian felt that the light was a bit dazzling, so he took off the night vision device. He was a little surprised that these black people knew the location of the switch, but the most important thing now was not this matter, but to find a way to cut off the power to the factory.

Yu Zhiqian didn't even know the location of the switch. The factory's electricity was cut off by Ka Lie himself. He didn't have time to find the location of the switch. All he could do was turn off the light bulbs one by one. Without the cover of the night, Yu Zhiqian easily exposed himself. The location and the area illuminated by the lights are very dangerous.

After the lights came on, Bowers breathed a sigh of relief. Holding his weapon, under the full protection of his four subordinates, he walked into a factory building and checked the corpses on the ground: "Will everyone Call them all together and search for me one by one, I won’t believe I can’t find anyone!”

Bowers didn't know. When he said this, Yu Zhiqian was standing not far from the gate of the factory building. He heard it clearly. When he rolled his eyes, he had an idea in his mind. After taking a few steps back , found a path without lights, and went around to another factory building not far away, where Yu Zhiqian was going to kill all the black people.

With outnumbered enemies, when one's own numbers are at an absolute disadvantage, external forces are needed. Without reinforcements, Yu Zhiqian can only rely on himself. Fortunately, when climbing ice and lying on snow in the northern hemisphere, what he learned the most is making traps. After all, the winter in the northern country, The mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and resources cannot be delivered. If you want to make some tooth sacrifices, you need to work hard to create them with your own hands.

First turn off all the lights in the factory building, and then pull out a fishing line from a silver bracelet on his wrist. This bracelet was given to him by his old squad leader. There is a 50-meter-long fishing line wrapped around it. The bracelets are all hollow, and there is a switch that can be pulled out when needed.

Making trip ropes for booby traps is not just an ordinary thin thread or rope. Except for special trip mines and special ropes for booby traps, fishing line is the best choice. It has strong toughness and high transparency. If you don’t pay attention to observation If so, it's hard to find.

Yu Zhigan has run out of grenades, but he can make some simple disgusting things from the waste products in the factory, some simple bear traps and pig traps, although they may not kill people, they can destroy the confidence of black people.

In 3 minutes, after Yu Zhiqian made two simple trigger mechanisms, he leaped vigorously, climbed onto a machine, and waited for the black man to come to die. However, when Yu Zhiqian touched the factory machine, he found some problems .

The machine is full of rust. Although Yu Zhiqian did not go to college, he did study in junior high school. A machine that is often used should not be full of rust, especially the gears have been rusted together, and there is no way to use it.

After checking several machines in a row, they were all rusty, and they looked no different from scrapped machines. Yu Zhiqian also found the date of manufacture printed in German on one of the machines. It was 1950, which is a 67-year-old machine. Should be in a scrapyard, waiting to be processed, not in a working factory.

"something wrong!"

Yu Zhiqian felt that there was a problem in the factory, and the problem was serious, but the blacks were already approaching the factory building, and the footsteps and shouts of the blacks could be heard no matter how far away, Yu Zhiqian didn't have time to think too much, so he climbed onto a machine, Half-squatting his body, the muzzle of the gun was facing the position of the factory gate.

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

"Yes, head!"

The four blacks did not hesitate, and there were more than 20 companions behind them. There was no need to worry about being attacked by ghosts. They stood in a row, held weapons, and walked into the factory building.

There is a circle of light-transmitting glass under 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 look for the switch of the circuit.

"You are the one!"

Yu Zhiqian did not choose to kill the black man who was about to find the switch. Instead, he aimed at the black man at 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 clear gunshot, the black man at the back fell to the ground, and the lights in the factory were turned on at the same time. After Yu Zhiqian shot, he jumped off the machine, and the black man in front of the factory gate saw A black shadow flashed past from a high place, and the black man who turned on the light was frightened by the gunshots and lay down on the ground. After a few seconds, he touched his body and found that he had not been shot, and immediately stood up excitedly. Get up, like crazy.

Before he had time to tell his relatives and friends about his happiness, the black man felt a pain in his head and fell to the ground powerlessly. Looking at the black man lying on the ground, Yu Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, almost I was stepped into a trap by this idiot.

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

"It's not a ghost sniper, he's a mercenary, he's in the factory, everyone, go, go, kill this guy!"

Bowers was very excited, as long as he determined the location, he was afraid that if you didn't come out, you would die if you came out. After hearing the order, the rest of the blacks relaxed their expressions. It wasn't a ghost, it wasn't a ghost, it was a servant. soldier.

These blacks are not afraid of mercenaries. When they were rebels in Namibia, they often fought against illegal mercenaries. What they fear are ghosts that come and go without a trace.

"Come on, come on, all in the bowl!" Yu Zhiqian looked at the black militants rushing in, flashed a look of excitement, moved his position a little, and then knocked hard on the machine beside him , made a loud noise, and the black people who rushed in heard the sound.

Like a shark smelling blood, they all rushed towards the source of the sound in an instant, while Bowers was still at the factory entrance, watching the two sides of the factory, so as to prevent Yu Zhigan from escaping from the side.

"Ajibalue!"

"Ajibalue!"

When the black man shouted and rushed over, the black man walking in the front touched a fishing line under his feet, but he just felt a stumbling on his feet, without much feeling, and continued to walk forward, but on his side, a A huge shadow suddenly enveloped him and the rest of the black people behind him.

A piece of iron plate fell straight down from the side, very fast, and directly pressed the five black people under it. It is not clear whether they died or not, but it is certain that they will be seriously injured if they are not dead.

After the trap was triggered, Yu Zhiqian also jumped out from behind the not-too-distant bunker. The AK in his hand was switched to strafing, and he pulled the trigger on the black man who was still in a daze. Steady, within just five seconds, all 28 bullets were shot out.

Then he suddenly rolled sideways on the ground, rolled back, leaned against the wall, threw away the empty magazine, replaced it with a new magazine, and reloaded the bullet.

(End of this chapter)