death of hope

Chapter 261 "Corporate Warrior" (177) Restless

"Captain, everyone on the ground is getting ready. Our drone swarm formation is near the building, ready to approach at any time."

"Alpha Squad, put on your equipment, check the airtightness, airborne in 5 minutes, join encrypted channel 3 now."

The captain of the Alpha Squad, nicknamed "Beast Lynch", wears a helmet. He is over 2 meters tall, has a strong body, and a matte black combat suit made of polymer materials. His image is extremely powerful and domineering. Shake three times.

The captain has joined the squad channel:
"You understand the plan, if anyone makes a mistake, I'll kick their ass!"

Looking at everyone and his own equipment, Lodayev's Internet celebrity feelings were ignited: "Hurry up, boss, I can't wait, this new battle suit is so fucking awesome!
And this new type of rifle, it's like something out of a sci-fi movie, I can't help but blow a few heads off, I want to shoot a video and post it on the Internet! "

"You idiot! Don't upload! The non-disclosure agreement you just signed is forgotten so quickly? You want the defendant to go to jail!"

"Don't be angry, boss, I was just joking."

"No joking! Please use the team channel in a standardized manner! Chatting is not allowed during combat! This is a mission to rescue hostages, so don't just hit and bomb in the heat of your head! Understand!"

"Hahaha, the boss is about to be crushed by us."

"Since that day, he has been in a state of nervousness and a little restless, which was caused by that letter."

"That's enough, you don't have to worry about my affairs! Co-pilot, open the hatch, we're going to jump!"

"Opened, altitude 2500 meters, good luck! Captain!"

"Thank you, and wish you all a safe return!"

Everyone opened the friendly signal boards on their bodies, Wang Hongye and Lodayev jumped off one after another, followed by Mehmadi, Sigurdlifa looked back at Lynch, gave him a thumbs up, bravely Jump out of the cabin.

Shaft stood by the door, looking at the clouds below, the city night scene with neon lights, and listening to the whistling wind, he felt a little timid.

"Why, you have a big beard for a long time, so you don't dare to dance?"

"I have a suggestion, boss."

"Put your farts away!"

"I'm a hacker, I do technical work, just stay on the plane..."

Before Shaft could finish speaking, Lynch kicked him out of the cabin:
"Go down you!"

"Ahh! Boss, you are going too far!"

"The boss did a good job, let him not pay back the money he owes! Kick him to death!"

Lynch stepped out of the cabin, stretched his body, and stared at the altitude data on the watch.

He was born in the airborne army, and performing this kind of mission can be regarded as a veteran. He is more worried about the safety of his subordinates than himself. In the previous training, he practiced to the death, so that everyone can come back safely.

Falling freely in the night sky, overlooking the bustling downtown area of ​​New Frankfurt, the neon lights are as bright as stars,
There are hundreds of millions of people on this planet alone, and one can't help but lament the prosperity of human civilization, but the price paid behind it is countless tragic colonial wars.

The right to live has never been given by heaven, but snatched from aliens with iron and blood. Only a few people understand this truth.

Staring at the ever-changing altimeter, unknowingly, I fell into memories again, and the sound of anti-aircraft shells whizzing through the air and the sound of missiles exploding seemed to ring in my ears.

Marcus Lynch's memories are one nightmare after another,

Old comrades are leaving one by one, and new comrades are constantly joining. The commander of the Spartan company seems to be destined to bear such a curse.

The iron box filled with the dog tags of the fallen soldiers seemed to be dripping with blood. For countless nights, he heard the whispers of the dead, tossed and turned, and had difficulty falling asleep.

Every weekend night, in that dilapidated small apartment building, there was a burst of panting, the creaking sound of the bed frame, the two of them were sweating profusely, staring at the mold on the ceiling in a daze, talking about the jokes they heard this week, happy And comfortable.

For a while, Lynch never suffered from PTSD again. The psychiatrist said that love is the best medicine, and it was true.

Such a happy day has not lasted long, the peace in my heart was broken by a letter,
Losing his father when he was young, the destruction of his hometown Pandora, the departure of his mother and sister, the memories that hit him the hardest all came back in one go.

Lynch suffered from insomnia for a few weeks, relying on sleeping pills to sleep, and then received this mission...

A noise in the channel brought him back to reality:

"Hey! Boss! What are you doing!"

"Oops, did he faint?"

Lynch woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat from fright, looked at the altimeter, the reading was 1200 meters, turned on the wingsuit flight mode of the combat suit, nylon wing cloth was stretched out between the legs and arms, and the falling speed was instantaneous. Slow down.

"Boss turned on the wingsuit flight mode... Whoops... I'm scared to death!"

"Don't worry, he's showing off."

"Alpha Squad, keep an eye on your landing point, it has been marked with a laser."

"Understood, the booster of the rocket backpack has been turned on, and the automatic landing point correction mode has been turned on."

"The drone swarm formation is already approaching the building, and the Blackwater Honey Badger team requests to connect with us."

"Allow connection."

"HELLO! Brother Lynch, and all the handsome men and beauties of the Alpha team, I am the leader of the Honey Badger team, Mad Dog Johnny! It’s been a long time since the goodbye in New Vegas, do you miss me very much!"

"Brother Johnny, where are you?"

"We are on the 190th floor of the building. The engineers are clearing the directional mines and traps layer by layer. We will attack the upper floors later. The SWAT people will use helicopters to attack the roof, and you will go straight to the 201st floor and hit Huanglong."

"Old company commander, when the mission is over, I will treat you."

"Of course, as long as you have money, you have to be slaughtered, let's not talk about it, good luck! Brother Lynch!"

(End of this chapter)