Enforcer's Handbook

In fact, the two sides did not exchange fire after they met.

The main reason is that the strength of the troops is too disparity. There are only four people on Lu Xiang's side, and three of them are weaklings who have never touched a gun and can hardly hit a fixed target.

This trip also allowed Lu Xiang to discover Song Lan's weaknesses - he couldn't drive or shoot.

As a law enforcer, these two skills are necessary. She has already planned to personally guide Song Lan after returning to District 17.

Since Lu Feng's truck with cargo was parked nearby, in order to prevent the truck from being blown up by a missile, Lu Xiang did not take the initiative to open fire. She just stood by the bonfire with her gun on her shoulder, waiting for the regular troops of the Barossa Group to surround her.

"Report Commander, there are no ambush around."

After a while, the intelligence team had finished investigating the scene and reported the situation.

The resting point chosen by the four people was already deserted, and there was no place that could be called a bunker around it. They focused on checking the truck and found that there were only electronic equipment inside, and nothing that could be called weapons.

The armored hover vehicle landed slowly, and the commander jumped down from the side door.

"Lu Xiang."

The target of the action at this moment was less than five meters away from him. He was holding a Ranger's standard assault rifle in his hand. Compared with the equipment of the regular army, it could only be described as inferior.

The entire force assembled here was assembled in anticipation of a possible war with the entire seventeenth district.

"I'm a little curious, why don't you return to District 17?"

"Because I still have some things I haven't confirmed yet."

Lu Xiang said.

Border trade lines have not been smooth recently.

The main reason is related to the Barossa Group.

The arms license is only secondary. The more important reason is that in order to sell their arms, they always stir up disputes secretly. Especially after Chai Ke's death, they provided arms to different criminal groups on the trade line, pushing them to stir up disputes. dispute.

CTEA-32.

This is their latest flagship product.

A drug that can change genes, after injection, can produce a biological weapon that can single-handedly defeat an elite mercenary group.

Since last month, a total of seven attacks have occurred in the middle section of the trade line. The caravans that were attacked were completely wiped out. However, the attackers did not plunder property, but destroyed everything on site.

Since then, footage of the attack has been widely circulated on the black market.

The biological carapace that cannot be penetrated by bullets, and the destructive power of a whip that can knock off an armored vehicle, have caused various criminal groups to enter into an arms race, as if whoever can obtain more CTEA-32 will be able to Become the ruler of the next trade line.

The reason why Lu Xiang knew this was from another anonymous email. It was this email that gave her the idea of ​​​​going on a business trip.

If we want to regain control of the trade lines in the future, we must first understand the dangers merchants face.

"Unfortunately, it looks like your journey has to come to an end."

The commander said that rather than killing Lu Xiang directly, he felt that handing over the supervisor of the seventeenth district enforcer to the big boss would make him happier. "Come up here, I'll give you a ride."

"Do you want to take the others back too?"

"Executed on the spot."

The two did not shy away from the conversation, and decided the outcome of the remaining people in front of the four people.

This made Song Lan unable to listen any longer.

It was the criminal group in front of them that messed up their journey, and now they even wanted to artificially separate him and Lu Xiang.

As early as 2020, he had heard about various disadvantages of long-distance relationships.

"Hey, friend Commander, it's rare for us to enjoy a vacation. Don't you understand the importance of respecting others?"

The commander did not answer, but raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at Song Lan's head.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Song Lan, who was pitiful, weak and helpless, had to raise her hands above her head obediently, "Don't get excited, I am doing this for your own good. Sooner or later, someone will not be able to stand it if this continues."

This sight caused the rangers to burst into laughter.

They had met many people, but this was the first time they had seen someone trying to reason with someone in this barren desert.

Someone started to boo, "Where are the people who can't stand it? Why don't I see anything?"

"That's all."

Song Lan said, "Although I have a good temper, my buddy can no longer stand it."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of metal cutting rang out from the crowd.

The spreading blood mist instantly filled the desert, and the equipment on the armored vehicle was dragged into the quicksand before it had time to function.

There was an unprecedented earthquake underfoot, and a huge creature that covered the sky and sun rose from the ground. The overwhelming shadow once blocked the moonlight, and just one encounter caused heavy losses to the rangers.

"Death crabs are a group of death crabs!"

Screams came from the panicked crowd, and bullets were unable to cause effective damage to these behemoths.

"Quick, helicopter cover!"

After a few gunshots, blood shot out from the driver's seat. Several helicopters hit the ground like kites with broken strings. However, they were intercepted by giant creatures on the ground before landing. When pressed down, these war weapons were squeezed into a ball of scrap metal like toys.

These death crabs were much larger than they thought, and among the chaotic dance of the demons, they also saw some worm-like mutant creatures that had never been discovered before.

The acid that had just penetrated the bulletproof glass of the helicopter was spit out from the mouths of these worms.

A steady stream of huge bodies emerged from the sand and crowded together, instead surrounding the regular troops of the Barossa Group.

The ranger commander who was near the campfire discovered an even more horrifying scene - these mutated creatures seemed to deliberately avoid the four people near the campfire, as if they were being controlled by someone among them.

This is……

The ability to control mutant creatures?

This one-sided battle lasted only a few minutes. The gunfire and wailing soon disappeared, and everything returned to silence.

The corpses and remains of arms were dragged underground by giant creatures, leaving only uneven pits and the lingering smell of blood.

"The reason for your defeat is the serious lack of troops."

Song Lan looked at the vast desert.

Anyone who understands what is hidden under this sand will understand that if you want to annihilate these mutant creatures, you will need to dispatch at least thousands of troops equipped with the most advanced equipment.

They also need to use carpet bombing to cleanse the surface before starting the war.

Otherwise, the result will be the same as the commander of the Rangers in front of him, who became a polished commander at the beginning of the war.

Even though he was wearing exoskeleton armor, the commander didn't have the courage to raise his gun.

Because he saw with his own eyes how those personal guards who also wore exoskeleton armor were all destroyed in front of the Death Crab.

He suddenly thought of something and ejected himself from the exoskeleton armor.

The commander used his inertia to pounce on Lu Xiang, and the injection delivered to him by the Scarecrow was tightly held in his hand.

Two gunshots were fired.

The hand holding the injection dropped weakly, and the commander threw himself into the sand like a dog chewing mud.

The same situation happened once before in front of Lu Xiang.

With her previous experience, she made a judgment immediately this time.

She bent down and picked up the syringe in the commander's hand. Presumably, this was the CTEA-32 mentioned in the anonymous email.

The commander who fell to the ground raised his head and stared at Song Lan.

It was obviously not Lu Xiang's ability to control these mutated creatures to attack them.

A peaked cap, sunglasses and a mask cover up his appearance. He is a weirdo who wears sunglasses even at night.

"Who...are you?"

"A passing biologist."

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