Bang!

Skillfully pulling the trigger, the bullet pierced through the thick fog. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sniper, who is crawling a kilometer away, uses the radio life detection device on the sniper scope to find the enemy, and continuously harvests the mercenaries who are trying to use the smoke to cover the retreat. And by the time the mercenaries of the Arrow Company found out, five of them had already fallen under her guns.

"Shet! he can see us!"

Cement slag splattered on his face, and one of the mercenaries fell to the back of the bunker in horror and yelled into the walkie-talkie over his shoulder. The bullets from the automatic rifle swept against his helmet, but he did not dare to reach out of cover and return fire on the "mob". He saw with his own eyes that one of his comrades, five meters away, had died under the muzzle of a sniper rifle.

He couldn't understand how the sniper had locked on to them through the smoke.

Their smoke grenades are all pseudo-infrared, and even if they are thermal, you can only see a patch of bright white or bright red when you look at it.

Just as he was in shock, a white pickup truck crashed through the doors of the institute and rushed towards his rear. He could see that there was no one in the driver's seat of the pickup truck, and that two burning oil drums were tied to the back of the truck with ropes.

Before he could react, a deafening explosion pierced his eardrums.

A scorching wave of air swept through the open space in front of the main entrance of the entire research institute, and the red-hot flames engulfed all the smoke in an instant.

"Perfect. ”

The leader of the rebels, who poked his head out of cover and leaned in front of the battered police car, looked at the line engulfed in flames, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

Seeing him raise his hand, clench his fist and swing forward, more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers left the bunker and advanced into the institute under the cover of heavy machine guns and sniper rifles while shooting in the direction of the research institute building.

The crowd of protesters had dispersed, bullets were scurrying through the open space between the two sides, and the mercenaries of the Arrow Company set up two heavy machine guns from the rooftops and buried their heads behind the steel bunkers to fire at the rebel soldiers.

The sudden fire caught the rebels by surprise, and soon five soldiers were torn to pieces by heavy machine guns.

"Fake, I actually hid two heavy machine guns in the research institute,"

Lying behind the police armored car, the leader of the rebels cursed and gestured to the soldiers behind him.

Soon, the four RPGs were aimed at the two windows, and with a screech of jets, the flames of the high-explosive warheads exploded inside the building, and the reinforced concrete walls were blown apart on both sides.

Having lost two heavy machine guns, the Arrowhead Mercenary Company's firepower suddenly became a cut shorter, and it was overwhelmed by the light machine guns of the rebel soldiers. The snipers in the distance shot out of nowhere, and they didn't dare to poke out of cover to shoot back, and seeing that the form was not good, the leaders of these mercenaries had to grit their teeth and order a retreat.

Soon, rebel soldiers with automatic rifles rushed downstairs to the main building of the institute, carried rifles to the lock of the iron door, and smashed open the iron door with the butt of their rifles. A grenade was thrown into the house, and as the dust of the explosion rushed out of the door, four soldiers attached to the wall skillfully rushed into the hall.

This scene has been practiced countless times when they are being trained abroad, and in terms of proficiency, it is not inferior to the average anti-terrorist force. The rebels who broke into the research institute split into two groups, one team immediately rushed to the second floor to sweep up the miscellaneous soldiers who had not had time to evacuate, and the other pair of centaurs went to the entrance of the basement to suppress the mercenaries who had not had time to retreat into the underground passage.

According to the information provided by Transwarp Trade and the structure of the research institute, Research Institute 7 is ostensibly an affiliated scientific research institution of a pharmaceutical company, but behind the scenes it is carrying out a special project called the Golden Apple Project, and all the sensitive experiments in Research Institute 7 are carried out underground. The entrance to the underground is an alloy door as thick as a bank vault, and it is almost impossible to open it once you hide inside.

After the rebels broke through the gates of the research institute, Director Carol withdrew into the basement with all the researchers involved in the Golden Apple Project under the cover of the Arrowhead Company mercenaries. As long as the basement door is locked, the rebels outside have no chance.

Hold out for another half an hour at most, and reinforcements will arrive. At that time, even if these "mobs" have three heads and six arms, they will not want to escape the purge of the arrow mercenaries.

However, things didn't go their way.

The leader of the rebels entered the guard room, pushed away the body belonging to the security guard lying in front of the computer, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and inserted it into the computer, and then clicked the exe program in the USB flash drive with the mouse.

Almost instantly, a large number of black boxes and progress bars filled the screen, and Transwarp Trade remotely hacked into the research institute's security system through the computer connected to the intranet as agreed.

Before the mercenaries who had fled into the basement could catch their breath, the impregnable alloy door slowly moved to the side under their frightened eyes.

"Cut off the power!"

However, it was too late, and the moment the door opened, a tear gas canister was thrown through the crack in the door. The flames leaped through the smoke as thin as a veil of light, and in a posture of shooting and advancing, the rebels in gas masks rushed through the narrow entrance, and after paying a lot of casualties, they tore through the improvised line of arrowhead mercenaries.

Dense gunfire was heard in the distance, and from time to time there was the sound of grenades and grenades, and Carol, who had been relieved, changed his face back to his terrified appearance. At this moment, he was at a loss and could only lose his temper at the mercenary leader beside him.

"Damn, aren't you the elite of the Arrowheads?! It's just a mob out there, and you can't even win against a mob?"

"They are no ordinary mob, at least militarily trained and well-equipped outside the country...... Most crucially, they have an advantage in numbers. In response to the director's complaints, Jeff stared at the door with his rifle in hand.

The exoskeleton covering his whole body did not give him much security, and the gunfire in the distance was gradually approaching, and just listening to it made people feel the tragedy of the battle.

The sound of gunfire became clearer and clearer for him to be puzzled, and it would be forgivable to say that the brothers on the ground were caught off guard and lost to the well-trained "mobs", but the mercenaries stationed underground were all wearing 'Lightning' mechanical exoskeletons. Although this individual weapon developed and produced by Krupp is not as good as the K1 type of Star Ring Trade, there is no reason why it will be defeated by a group of rabble in a frontal battle.

The combination of bulletproof steel plates and weight-bearing exoskeletons should be invincible in the duel of small arms.

However, the doubts in his mind were soon solved.

The gunfire stopped, and the door was kicked open, but no one entered.

Shoved Carol and shoved him behind the desk. Scattered to the corner of the room with the other three mercenaries in the room, Jeff held his breath and locked his crosshair on the door, as his left hand reached for the grenade launcher hanging under the barrel. At that moment, however, a tubular grenade rolled in front of him.

"Grenade!"

With a loud roar, he subconsciously fell to the ground, but the expected explosion did not happen, only a trace of electricity passed by his ears, and his limbs seemed to be heavy with lead.

A drop of cold sweat ran across his forehead, and he seemed to understand something......

(Sorry, I stayed up too late for my birthday yesterday, and I slept in the morning until now qaq) (To be continued.) )