Dragoon fighter

Report to "Dragon Knight, they have already taken action, and Sally are safe now. Shouldn't we take cover?"

In the shadows on the street corner four hundred meters away from the restaurant, a young white man with chestnut hair, shrouded in darkness, stood next to a steel trash can and spoke softly.

A wireless headset hidden in his hair and ears was sending and receiving encrypted radio signals, seemingly uninterrupted by nearby electromagnetic signals.

"'Beret, don't act rashly for now,' Dragon Knight, they should be able to deal with them. The guys coming out there are more powerful than Rambo. If something unexpected happens, our European line may be exposed. The price is too high. Those bodyguards are not novices, so as long as they can hold on until the action team arrives, there is no need to worry."

A young woman's voice came from the earphones. It was as French as the young white man with chestnut hair.

"Yes, supervisor."

"'Beret, when you are not exposed, you can help them, remember your responsibilities, you are not a soldier, do what you should do, the action team is almost here, they will take care of it. "

"yes

Welbert, a young white man with chestnut hair, is an intelligence officer at the French branch of the European Bureau of the Chinese Intelligence and Foreign Affairs Section. Bernard breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his previous warning had some effect, and the situation was not as bad as he imagined.

I didn't expect those guys to arrive so quickly. As soon as they got off the car, they picked up their guns and started shooting.

He glanced in the direction of the restaurant, and bang bang, the long and short whistling sounds that rent the air mixed with bullets from pistols and AK-47s, the four gunmen were knocked to the ground almost immediately, and the two closest to the door of the restaurant were knocked down. When the gunman fell to the ground with his head down, two offensive grenades rolled off his hands.

God, it was so dangerous. If these two grenades were thrown into the restaurant, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, I haven't had time to pull the string yet.

There is also such a sharpshooter Welbert in the restaurant. Bernard felt that the fall of the four gunmen was caused by the same person.

Modern war is a war of attrition of bullets. Often you and I fight for a long time, with only a few casualties. But if you kill four in this short moment, there is only one answer.

It's the guy codenamed "Dragon Knight"1

No wonder the supervisor didn't sound too worried at all, and instead said he had the ability to deal with these guys outside.

At this time, a piercing siren sounded in the distance. It seemed that the French police were also dispatched. Maybe the comrades of the action team did not need to come forward.

You don't seem to need yourself here, Welbert. Bernard shrank into the shadows and planned to change places to observe. According to what the supervisor said, he could still do it by finding a suitable opportunity to make a cold shot or something.

Suddenly, a fireball made a shrill scream and flew from the direction of the Seine River at the end of the street. It pulled out a long white smoke tail under the illumination of the street lamp, and landed outside the restaurant where the gunmen were attacking.

boom

Like a small-scale explosion, the shock wave directly shattered all the window glass within a radius of 200 meters. Countless glasses fell from a height and hit the ground, making a clear and harsh shattering sound.

The restaurant is located in a relatively remote location, but several unusual explosions finally attracted the attention of nearby civilians. Occasionally, passers-by discovered that Absolute was practicing and filming, and were so frightened that they ran away as if they were dead.

The sound that sounded like fried beans before was definitely not the sound of Chinese people setting off firecrackers or other unusual noises, but the sound of gunfire that killed people.

The explosion of the small missile sent people in nearby houses screaming in unison.

"No, no, it's the action team? It's the end of the world.

Welbert, an intelligence officer at the French branch of the Chinese Foreign Affairs Section. Bernard was stunned. The gunmen who were maintaining alternating fire suppression at the entrance of the restaurant were suddenly bombarded by missiles flying from the direction of the Seine River.

Countless finger-sized shotgun steel balls bounced all over the street, and countless holes were blown out of the walls and the ground. In particular, the gunmen and the vehicles originally parked on the street were almost blown up into a hornet's nest, and there were even a few steel balls. Jumped to Welbert. Bernard's feet were exuding smoke.

This appearance was so ferocious that he almost wanted to kill everyone in the restaurant as well.

But the next second, Welbert. Bernard's face changed drastically. The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed. The second group of guys killed were definitely not the operations team of the Foreign Affairs Department.

what is that? Welbert. Bernard couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The crawler-type combat robot, which was about half a man tall, rushed out of several small alleys. There was a six-barreled Gatling heavy machine gun on the top, and an orange-red guidance laser beam was constantly scanning. , the guy shrouded in camouflage tactical armor, the automatic firearm in his hand also carries a guided laser beam.

There was a buzzing sound in the sky, and three small aircraft with five-wheel propellers were flying. Although it was impossible to see whether they had weapon systems, it could be seen from the thin fluorescent green beams dropped from above that were constantly scanning left and right. It was definitely a battlefield. A tool for reconnaissance.

The Foreign Affairs Section Action Team definitely does not have such weapons and equipment.

Qian 1 Is this to deal with aliens?

There was a loud rumble, but it was not an explosion. A towering water column suddenly surged from the Seine River, and a dark metal mechanical body suddenly jumped out from the countless falling water.

"Ah 1 Gundam? 1 is crazy, this world is crazy, large combat mobile armor, is it an alien invasion?" Welbert. Bernard almost collapsed and quickly pressed the headset and called: "Report, report, we found unknown armed forces, combat robots, and mobile armor. Oh my god, it's going out of control. Supervisor, can the action team handle it?" I."

boom

A flash of fire, Wilbert. The trash can next to Bernard was hit by a small rocket, and the blast of air blew him away.

Just now, a five-wheel propeller small aircraft spotted someone standing in the shadow and fired a small rocket mounted on it. The explosion was as powerful as an explosive grenade.

"Hello? Hello, 'Beret, 1 'Beret,

Damn 1 Welbert. Bernard ignored the shouts in his ears, struggled to crawl into the alley, and ran away without looking back.

How to escape is probably a skill that in addition to pilots, agents and intelligence personnel must know.

The ground trembled slightly, and the mobile armor about two stories high stepped onto the shore with great flexibility. Under the water, a large diving machine could be vaguely seen slowly moving towards the middle of the river.

Even the French didn't know that someone actually brought this kind of war weapon right under their noses and launched an attack without any scruples.

"Reinforcements

"We are saved

"Thanks to Allah

Under the cover of gunpowder smoke, Sally's bodyguards cheered in surprise when they saw that almost half of the gunmen outside the restaurant were killed by a sudden missile.

Perhaps hearing the cheers of the bodyguards and the gunshots outside suddenly interrupted, other guests in the restaurant who thought they had escaped panicked and ran out of the door, crying to escape from this terrible place.

Just now, the shotgun steel balls that swept through the restaurant almost injured nearly half of the people in the restaurant. Even one of Sally's bodyguards was blinded by the steel balls. The black holes in his eyes were bleeding, and he looked extremely scary.

"Get down 1 is the enemy

Lin Mo's light microscope showed an unusual scene at the end of the street outside the restaurant almost simultaneously, and he took a breath of air.

The dishes in front are for Sally, and these fully armed high-tech weapons are definitely worthy of a target of his level.

"Abby, 1, you are protecting Sally. That's because you are here for me. You are no match."

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, a ferocious storm seemed to suddenly erupt at the door of the restaurant. The high-speed fire blasts were like a laser storm, sweeping the few diners who had just rushed to the door into a pulp. .

Several bodyguards who had not had time to react were also swept away by the aftermath of the metal storm. One was beaten into two pieces on the spot, and two others had their arms broken directly.

Even a Kevlar body armor cannot completely withstand this kind of barrage.

“Allah 1 simply wants to kill everyone

Aibike's eyes were about to burst, and his face also had many wounds scratched by the gravel splashed by the bullet rain. Although it was just a superficial wound, he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. generally.

I have experienced such dangerous scenes before, but I have never been so desperate today, as if I would die at any time. Adrenaline was secreted rapidly. Aibike threw Lin Mo a magazine and shouted: "Knight." Sir, you protect the leader while I draw their firepower."

He had already seen clearly the three crawler robots with six-barreled Gatling guns and a dozen armed personnel wearing camouflage tactical armors that were rushing towards them, as well as the even more terrifying tall robots behind them. Oh my god, This also leaves no one alive. Even if someone is killed, it won't be such a big battle.

I even apologized for causing trouble to Mr. "Knight", but I didn't expect that this gentleman's own troubles were ten times more terrible than theirs. The team of attackers in front of them could almost sweep through half of the Gem Valley.

The guys in the front who were defined as dishonest by Lin Mo were almost all wiped out who blocked the door, while the others who surrounded them were in danger of death. The guys coming from the back could definitely be called a killer-level attack force. The bodyguards' 9mm caliber round The bullets in the head are almost inert. Even if the marksmanship is good, there is nothing gained from hitting the tracked robot except for sparks, let alone the large robot behind.

"We can't stay here anymore, leave quickly." Lin Mo had already seen that the large manned mobile armor behind had exposed its rocket nest. It was obvious at a glance that the blunt warhead inside had an automatic guidance device, and crisscrossed the air. Guide laser beam is simply the best laser guidance.