Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 1074
It was already 3 o'clock in the morning, and everyone was extremely tired. If the sky was brighter, they probably wouldn't be able to leave even if they wanted to.On the way to the police station, it was surprisingly calm, and they arrived at the gate of the police station without any resistance.

As the only remaining armed institution in Washington, the defense here is naturally not weak.Entire streets were barricaded, and there were more cars than Main Street in New York.On both sides of the entrance of the police station, the bunkers piled with sandbags are now deserted. Two vehicle-mounted machine guns lie there quietly, and the bullet casings on the ground tell the story of the battles that have taken place here.

"Have they all retreated? It looks like no one is there." A guard muttered, but was immediately stopped by the person next to him.

Lance signaled his teammates to disperse and search. There are corpses everywhere, but they are not zombies. Most of the deaths are caused by gunshot wounds.Just ahead are two scrapped M2A2 infantry fighting vehicles and an M1A1 main battle tank.What is even more exaggerated is that on the upper left of the roof of the police station, a helicopter crashed on it. Its propeller wing had been broken and it was inserted into the room on the fourth floor.

"What happened, world war?" Victor next to him couldn't help muttering.

Gross was checking the tank, it wasn't falling apart, just the chain had been blown off. "M76ATM anti-tank mine, the National Guard does not have this kind of weapon, and the price on the black market is 1200 US dollars." Gross Khanna is from a Chicago and Illinois mafia family. I heard that their family controls 30% of central America. [-] of the arms sales, can be regarded as a big family.

Lance took the fragments of the landmine, and the blackened steel had already cooled down. Gross explained: "This is a modified landmine, and its power is 1.5 times that of ordinary mines. Otherwise, the M1A2 would not go out. The only person who often messes with this thing is Army Special Forces, they beat themselves like that."

Lance dropped the fragment in his hand, bang, a bullet actually hit the scrap iron that fell on the ground.Lance hurriedly pulled Gross down, hid behind a car, and looked in the direction of the ballistic.

This time they don't need to investigate carefully, the other party has already poked his head out of the window of the police station, and a man wearing a special police combat helmet shouted to them: "Who are you, either leave here or lay down your weapons! Otherwise, we I'm going to shoot." As soon as he finished speaking, many black gun barrels protruded from the window, but the other party was obviously very smart, so he didn't show his body.

"U.S. Delta Force. I said, man, don't get excited, we have no malicious intentions. Look, I don't have a weapon." Lance stood up boldly, putting himself within the opponent's range of fire to dispel the opponent's hostility .In the darkness, he saw the other party wave his hand.

"Washington Police Department Chief Taberson, you'd better stand there and don't move, I saw your men." Taberson seemed very careful, he was not a reckless person, this point Lance had already judged, and The other party is not a bloodthirsty person, which proves that things are not too bad.

"Tabotson, is that you? God bless you, you're still alive!" Allen from behind touched him and waved his hand in the other's direction, saying, "Hi, it's me, Joseph Allen, East Los Angeles Fishermen .”

In the end, because of Sergeant Joseph Allen's fellowship, Lance and his gang entered the police station without firing a single shot, which made him quite happy.

"Hey, Brown Bear, I've been working in the National Guard for almost two years, why haven't I seen you?" Allen held Taberson's shoulder, and he looked like he hadn't seen his old friend for more than ten years .

Taberson's figure was much taller than Allen's, so he naturally had to bend his body, looking extremely awkward.

Lance signaled his people to disperse, told Kun to monitor the situation outside, and then walked up to Taberson and asked, "Hi, don't you mind if I call you by your name? Well, this name has a sense of intimacy. Okay, tell me Me, did you blow up the tank outside?"

Hearing Lance's question, Taberson immediately became vigilant. He pushed Allen away, but he didn't take out the gun, but looked at Lance with vigilance. "I was the one who laid the mine. Why, are you going to sue me for damaging public property?"

Lance waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't get excited, sir, I'm just curious. You have worked in the army beret before. I heard from my people that only they would plant such mines."

Taberson sneered, took an anti-tank mine from under the table at the registration desk, and dismantled it nonchalantly.Lance recognized that it was an M19 anti-tank mine. This kind of mine is extremely lethal to heavy armor, and the risk of dismantling it is much greater than the risk of stepping on it.But Ford was so calm, he first opened the grass-green plastic shell, and then cut off the M606 fixed lead with mine-clearing scissors.

Lance admired this very much. He also dismantled the mine once, but that time was extremely embarrassing. His hands and feet trembled, and he almost peed his pants.

Taberson did not directly open the trigger shell, but stretched out his hand to grope underneath for a while, and then pulled a red thread on it with his left hand very slowly, which seemed to be the M5 loose fuze. He cut it off, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Captain, may I ask if this mine has been successfully eliminated?"

Lance was taken aback by his question. Usually, in this case, the mine was successfully cleared. However, since Taberson would ask this question, there must be other mysteries. However, Lance is not very proficient in mines, so he couldn't answer it for a while.

Seeing the embarrassment of the opponent, Taberson felt secretly refreshed. He moved his right hand to the side of the mine, and actually pulled out another fuze from under the handle.The knowledgeable people at the scene were stunned when they saw this scene. It is not impossible to bury two fuzes in one landmine, but no one will stick the fuzes there. Not to mention that it is easy to cause the mine to fail, and it is also dangerous when planting mines!Obviously the other party is well versed in this, such a simple booby trap is designed for some demining engineers.

"Great design." Lance applauded. If he were to dismantle this mine, 80.00% would touch the bottom lead.

Taberson took out the B-type explosives inside, wrapped them in plastic tape and put them in his tactical backpack, and said, "Okay, since everyone is in the same room now, let's exchange ideas. "

Lance looked around. There were eleven civilians and nine policemen.From Taberson's mouth, I learned that the police chief of the central block, a fat man, had found an excuse to slip away two days ago. Unfortunately, he turned into a zombie and was slaughtered. The first police team was in the battle in the afternoon All were killed.

"So, what happened to the battlefield outside, you shot at your fellow citizens?" Lance asked in a questioning tone.

"Hey, we don't look at who the opponent is. Don't think that I will wait for their killing knife in horror like those civilians." Taberson's eyes were about to burst into flames, and his fists were clenched.

Lance immediately understood that the one who wanted to eradicate them should be someone from the FBI's "Death Code" unit. Lance patted him on the shoulder and said, "Director Taberson, I can understand your feelings. Before that, I also had Nine team members are buried here."

Just as Taberson was about to say something, there was the sound of a heavy object falling from behind, and then Victor's voice: "Hey, cowboy, what's wrong with you, are you okay? Scott, come and help me."

Cowboy was Denver Castine's code name, and Lance immediately turned and ran towards them.Denver was already lying on the ground, twitching all over his body, and his whole body began to slowly turn black.

Scott and Victor worked together to support Denver's upper back. Scott opened his hands and opened Denver's eyelids, looked at him, and then squeezed his mouth to look at him. No judgment can be made.

"What's going on?" Anxious Lance couldn't wait for Scott to give a detailed explanation.

Scott shook his head and said, "Slower heart rate, lower blood pressure, we need professional equipment, more professional doctors. Oh, what the hell, what is this?" Scott saw a thick black stream coming from Denver's sleeve. Thick liquid, asked in surprise.

His words attracted everyone's attention. Lance didn't dare to touch the liquid directly. He pulled out the saber and filtered it a little. There was no trace left on the handle, but it slowly solidified like a paste.

"Has your man been bitten?" Taberson from behind suddenly came over and asked.

Out of professionalism, when Lance looked back, he first set his sights on the opponent's weapon.Obviously, the safety on the police MP5 has been opened, and the opponent's index finger is also placed under the trigger, and the shooting is just a matter of lifting the finger.

"It is true, but the doctor accompanying the army injected him with virus antibodies. We are not sure whether the antibodies are really effective. It seems that the situation is very bad." Lance cut Denver's sleeve, and the black liquid flowed out from there. It seemed that the blood all over his body had turned black, which was very bad.

Denver has fallen into a severe coma. As Scott said, he may be in hemorrhagic shock and may need surgery to exchange blood. The problem is that they can't do anything now.

The more terrifying thing came, Lance accidentally discovered that the hairs on Denver's hands were falling off, and the skin became very thin. He just touched it lightly, and the skin on the opponent's wrist was peeled off.

"Sir, he's dead," Scott Hui reported.

The house fell silent.

"Sir, I found a moving target 200 meters ahead, it's a zombie." Kun, who was in charge of the observation, suddenly reported a message.

Lance stood up hurriedly, looked outside, and then immediately said: "Aaron, you lead the civilians to retreat from the underground tunnel first, Taberson, you lead your people to open the way for them, George, Aaron, Kun, You go upstairs and set up firepower, and the rest follow me."

"Wait," Taberson interrupted Lance, "the exit of the underground tunnel has been blown up, and I will take people out there in the evening."

"No, Taberson, there's another way, remember, we call it the yellow boa constrictor," Allen explained.

Taberson thought for a moment, then patted his head and said, "Oh, God, how did I forget that. Damn it, we stayed here all night for nothing."

"Okay, save the self-blame for later, guys, hurry up, they're coming in." Lance opened the safety on the MP5-N and whistled.

(End of this chapter)