My fort has a caliber of three thousand meters

Scar dog.

Chen Jiang squatted on the edge of the sidewalk, staring at a store called the 'Props Shop' in the busy traffic ahead. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: No problem, just do it.

Um.

On the side, the scarred dog, who looked skinny and slightly thin, was squatting on the fire pole, wearing a loose sportswear, and casually threw the almost burned out cigarette in his mouth on the ground.

He jumped down from the fire pole again, stamped out the scarlet on the cigarette end, and then replied: Brother Jiang, let's get started. After this job, we can rest for a few days.

good.

Chen Jiang nodded lightly and looked down at the technological watch on his wrist.

18:00:00

It was exactly six o'clock, just the right time.

Then Chen Jiang slowly stood up and strode straight towards the 'Props Shop' across the street as if there was no one else around.

at the same time--

An unmanned heavy truck suddenly sprang out from the middle of the street, knocking many vehicles aside, and finally rolled over on its side on the street.

Suddenly, the scene became extremely chaotic and noisy.

Countless roars and wailing sounds suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of everyone around them, and also attracted the patrol drones loaded with firepower that had been hovering in the sky.

The time has come.

The speed of Chen Jiang's feet became faster and faster, and finally evolved into a trot and rushed straight into the prop shop. The moment he rushed in front of the shop, he took out a homemade gun with a muzzle as thick as his forearm from his arms. The gun was placed on the forehead of the shop owner who rushed out to watch the excitement, and he pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

Bang!

The shop owner's head exploded in response, like an oil painting that came to life.

Several employees who rushed out from the store after hearing the sound saw Chen Jiang killing someone, and the character Chen Jiang suddenly appeared above their heads. They immediately took out their firearms from their arms with anger and disgust and aimed at Chen Jiang, ready to pull the trigger. trigger.

Damn alien bugs!

Why do you call me grandpa?

Scar Dog, who had rushed in early, took out a shotgun with a terrifying caliber from his arms, aimed it at the two employees in front of him, and took the lead in pulling the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang.

Under three consecutive dull gunshots.

Before they had time to pull the trigger, the two employees were lying on the ground like water-filled balloons thrown on a bed of needles. Their bodies were covered with bullet holes. Their bodies were twitching unconsciously and blood was constantly flowing out.

Move quickly.

Chen Jiang glanced around and saw that everyone around him was attracted by the heavy truck. Only a few people noticed the situation here. Without any hesitation, he stuffed the hand cannon into his arms, and then directly grabbed the two of them. The body was dragged to the shop.

The Scar Dog also dragged a corpse into the shop.

It's just blood but there's no time to clean it up.

But it doesn't matter anymore. I didn't expect to be able to hide it completely, just to delay it for a few minutes.

After the two of them dragged the bodies into the shop, Scargou quickly pulled down the shop door, turned around and looked at the dazzling array of props on the shelves in the shop, couldn't help but swallowed secretly, and murmured.

Brother Jiang, we are indeed rich this time.

Go to the warehouse.

Without any hesitation, Chen Jiang directly took the boss's body in his hands and strode towards the single room at the back of the store.

What can be displayed in the store are only display items, and the real large warehouses of goods are in the warehouse. Of course, there are not many props in the warehouse of a small store, but this is enough to satisfy their appetite.

soon.

The two of them saw an old-fashioned security door with a fingerprint lock, not a pupil lock, and the information was correct.

Chen Jiang picked up the body of the shop owner and pressed his palm directly on the display screen in front of him.

Ding, the lock was opened successfully.

As a crisp sound rang out, Chen Jiang casually threw away the corpse in his hand, hid on the side and smashed the door open with the handle of his gun. After seeing that there was nothing unusual, he took out a small mirror from his arms and stretched it out, observing through the mirror. The scene inside its warehouse.

However, when he saw it, he froze in place.

The props placed in the warehouse in front of them seemed to be a bit beyond their expectations.

That turret that looks full of science fiction seems to be a self-controlled rotating turret in this world. Such a high-power defensive weapon would never appear in a small prop shop.

This time, I may have stepped on a nail.

And at this time——

Scargou's slightly urgent voice came from outside: Brother Jiang, all the surveillance files have been removed, but the defense system of this store is connected to the law enforcement bureau of 16 cities and has automatically alerted the police.

We're only a few blocks away from the law enforcement bureau and we only have three minutes at the most.

Damn it!

Chen Jiang couldn't help but curse. It was impossible for an ordinary prop shop to connect the defense system and the law enforcement bureau. This time, he clearly stepped on a nail.

He rolled up his sleeves and took out a large sack made of special material from his arms. He rushed in and put the props in the warehouse into the bag, and said hurriedly: Call Mazi, the plan has changed. , and asked him to send a car to pick him up in advance.

yes!

While Scargo was on the phone with Mazi, he also took out the sack from his arms and was about to rush into the warehouse. However, when he saw the fort that was full of science fiction atmosphere, he suddenly froze on the spot and spoke in disbelief.

Brother Jiang, is this thing a steel sword self-controlled rotating turret?

How could such a large-caliber thing appear here?

How the hell do I know? This time it's obviously a mistake. Some big boss probably placed a big order at this prop shop, and all the goods are here.

Brother Jiang.

Scar Dog swallowed secretly, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes: I want to take this thing away.

This thing is so big, how can I carry it?

Just tell me, Brother Jiang, do you want it?

.

Grass!

Chen Jiang couldn't help but cursed secretly: It's true that birds die for food and people die for money. You just carry that thing and I'll install the other things.

okay.

A trace of excitement flashed in Scar Dog's eyes, and he ran straight over, stroking the smooth metal lines on the turret like a lover, and said excitedly: No damage, perfect condition. The steel sword automatically rotates the turret. This requires at least fifty Credit for everything, right?!”

But at this moment——

Outside the shop, the familiar mechanical hiss of a drone suddenly came.

A warning to the gangsters in the store to quickly put down their weapons and come out and surrender.

Second warning, gangsters in the store are asked to quickly put down their weapons and come out to surrender.

Damn it!

When Chen Jiang heard this, he immediately stopped what he was doing and put the half-full sack on his shoulders. After removing the watch from the wrist of the boss's body on the ground, he took out the hand cannon from his arms and aimed it at the closed door of the shop. .

He said hurriedly with a slightly anxious expression: Where is Mazi?

This piece of shit, if we don't send a car to pick it up, we won't get even a cent of it.