Chapter 658: Fire Lion Combat Robot

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"Fire Lion, Fire Fox, I've seen the master!"

After seeing Wang Zheng, the two 'Fire Lion Combat Robots' anthropomorphic electronic eyes equipped with Zhi Brain bent down and said respectfully.

It was not the first time that Wang Zheng, who had experienced this situation, nodded calmly.

"Bring your fighting state to life!"

"Yes!"

The two combat robots that said yes changed rapidly with their smooth bodies, which were originally similar to normal people. First, the wrist part, the left and right hands circled a six-tube silver-white launcher, slowly emerging from the inside of the body. Then there are the left and right upper arms, showing different silver-white components, which in their hands, quickly and skillfully form a 1.2-meter-long silver-white firearm.

At the same time, two shoulder guns appeared on each shoulder, with a caliber of significantly more than 50mm. The thick waist also has a circle of magazine-like devices. On the left and right thighs, two weapons with a caliber of more than 100 mm emerge from the inside. THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS THE BACK, A SILVER-WHITE WEAPON WITH A LENGTH OF 1.5 METERS AND A CALIBER OF MORE THAN 200MM, WHICH LOOKS LIKE A ROCKET LAUNCHER, EMERGES FROM THE SPINE.

In less than half a minute, the two 'Fire Lion Combat Robots', which were originally just tall bodies, had turned into hideous killing machines full of guns.

The 6.8mm photon rifle in your hand, the 25mm rapid-fire light cannon on your wrist, the 60mm laser gun on your shoulder, the 120mm laser on your thigh, and the 210mm heavy ion gun on your back.

As for the 24 magazine-shaped devices on the waist, they have the same built-in space as the 'Dimensional Biochemical Tank'. Although each one is only one cubic meter, there are a series of individual combat equipment such as photon bombs, high-strength combat shields and photon swords, ultra-long-range communicators, small light brains, photon pistols, capture nets, energy blocks, and solo aerial vehicles.

The 'Fire Lion Combat Robot', which is completely armed to the teeth, can repair itself even if it is not the smart chip in their brains and the 'nuclear fusion reactor' in their chests that destroy them in one fell swoop, with the repair power of liquid metal and the defense power of external armor.

Of course, where the brain and energy core are so important, of course, it is also the place where the 'Fire Lion Combat Robot' is most heavily protected. Although it is not indestructible on the current planet, Afghanistan is certainly not included among these capable countries.

Wang Zheng, who had already seen the equipment of the 'Fire Lion Combat Robot', couldn't help frowning after looking at it for a while.

"When you fought in Southeast Asia, did you use this equipment?"

"Yes, but to minimize the impact, we're only going out at night!" The robot, codenamed 'Fire Lion', spoke.

Nodding clearly, Wang Zheng, who had been thinking for a while, beckoned, "Uncle Zhong, call a few people, go to the warehouse and get two 20-caliber six-barreled Vulcan cannons, remember to bring more ammunition!" ”

"Yes!"

Uncle Zhong, who agreed, called a few Black Guard special forces, and quickly moved two 'Gatling six-barreled Vulcan Cannons' from the underground base of Zaohua Valley Villa, this kind of violent weapon originally mounted on the helicopter, with the powerful power of the 'Vulcan Combat Robot' and the strong energy provided by the 'Nuclear Fusion Reactor' in the body, it takes no effort to use them.

"Take one of you, and put the ammunition in the armed box around your waist!"

The fire lion and fire fox, who obeyed the order, quickly completed Wang Zheng's explanation.

"This time to Afghanistan, once there is a fight, you use it. Unless you encounter heavy weapons such as tanks and helicopters, do not use shoulder guns, and leg and back heavy guns are resolutely not used! ”

Afghanistan is not Southeast Asia, and when fighting those non-Chinese warlords in Southeast Asia, it is nothing if the warlord fighters who have seen the 'Fire Lion Combat Robot' kill harder. But that can't be done in Afghanistan. One is that Uncle Sam has too many troops here, and his eyes and ears are all over Afghanistan, and if the 'Fire Lion Robot' is exposed, it will be in big trouble. In addition, he counted on Ayman Laden to lead his jihadist organization against the Americans, and he could make a lot of war money in it. How could it be possible to drastically reduce the already small elite power in Aiman Laden's hands?

Explaining the precautions of this operation again, Wang Zheng's sharp eyes quickly swept over everyone and nodded with satisfaction.

"Take them in the car!"

Wang Qian nodded, and quickly commanded sixteen Black Guard special forces, as well as two Fire Lion combat robots, and began to trot onto the 'Iron Ox Transport Car' that had been waiting next to him.

"Young Master, do you still bring the weapons and equipment for the transaction this time?"

After thinking about it, Wang Zheng shook his head, "No need." This trip is mainly to play 'Zhuge Liang's Seven Captures of Meng Huo', and when I tame the arrogant stubborn donkey of Ayman Laden, it's not too late to complete the weapons deal! … Dian Wei, Yuan Ba, let's go! ”

"Young master, you can't go. Bullets on the battlefield don't have long eyes, in case they hurt you......! ”

After interrupting Uncle Zhong's words, "Don't worry, I cherish my own little life very much." This time, I will not get out of the 'Iron Ox Transporter', let alone go to the battlefield. Also, I'm going to see Ayman Laden, and it's a nuisance to use the global communication terminal, or to bring him to the Lodge. ”

After the words fell, he patted Uncle Zhong on the shoulder and told him to take care of his home, Wang Zheng strode into the control room of the iron ox transport truck.

Seeing that Wang Zheng couldn't be stopped, Uncle Zhong finally pulled Dian Wei and Yuan Ba to explain seriously. Let them protect Wang Zheng's safety before watching them leave.

When everything was in order, the Iron Ox Transporter slowly rose into the air, and when it was about fifty or sixty meters above the ground, it suddenly accelerated, quickly crossed the sky like a meteor, and disappeared into the vast night sky in the west in the blink of an eye.

At the speed of an iron ox transporter, it only takes an hour to travel from Taoyuan Villa in the hinterland of Shaanxi Province in China to Afghanistan at the crossroads of Central Asia.

"Boss, we're here!"

Without Dian Wei's reminder, Wang Zheng also saw the hidden valley that was extremely familiar to him on the virtual 3D big screen in the control room.

Through the camera device on the iron ox transport truck, although it was night, Wang Zheng could still clearly see the dense armed men in ambush in the valley.

"Mastermind, retrieve and mark all the electronic devices in and around the valley below!"

"Yes!"

Accompanied by the cold electronic sound of the 'neuron mastermind', dense red spots appeared on the virtual screen in front of Wang Zheng in an instant, and the number displayed next to it was 1267!

"Hey, Ayman Laden really looks up to me, and almost put all the personnel of an integrated regiment behind." Wang Zheng was speechless, and after a little thought, he clicked on the communication terminal on his left wrist.

"Is this Mr. Long?"

This time, before he could speak first, an unfamiliar greeting came from the communication terminal. And this time it's no longer Pashto, but Mandarin Chinese.

This change made Wang Zheng feel a little surprised. But he hadn't forgotten the main purpose of his call.

"Where's Ayman Laden, where is he?"

"Please Mr. Long, wait a minute, I'll transfer it for you right away!"

"Hurry up!"

After the words fell, Wang Zheng said again: "Mastermind, prepare to retrieve the location!" ”

It didn't take long for a familiar voice to sound again from the communication terminal.

"Mr. Long, welcome! Welcome! ”

Having said that, Wang Zheng clearly heard a faint surprise in Ayman Laden's pretended joyful tone. Obviously, although he set up an ambush, he didn't expect Wang Zheng to really dare to take risks, regardless of the almost endless contradictions between the two sides, and ran to Afghanistan again for the sake of arms trading.

"Mr. Laden, I'm going to your territory soon. As a friend, you can't afford to be rude! Wang Zheng's mind was full of thoughts, but he still smiled in his mouth.

"Rest assured, we Afghans are the most polite and warm to our friends. This time, in order to welcome Mr. Long's visit, I have taken out all the 'good things' that I have carefully collected for several years! ”

Wang Zheng didn't seem to hear Ayman Laden's words, and still smiled: "Okay, I am also looking forward to the 'good things' in Mr. Laden's mouth." ”

"I promise not to disappoint Mr. Long!"

"I'm almost there, how about we meet and talk later?"

"No problem!"

After saying goodbye to each other, the two sides cut off contact.

"Holy Messenger, is that person really here?"

Ayman Laden, who was frowning, shook his head, "I don't know yet." A phone call doesn't say much. And, from what I knew about him when I first met, this man was not a brainless person. I believe he will not fail to see at all that this transaction is full of risks. ”

"Jingle bell ......!"

At this moment, the red phone on the large desk next to the poplar suddenly rang. Standing behind Ayman Laden, a middle-aged man who should be his secretary, walked over quickly, picked it up and answered it, nodded and hung up quickly.

"Holy Envoy, the technical department has not found the exact source of the signal!"

Ayman Laden frowned and nodded.

In both calls, the real address of the other party was not found, as well as any valuable clues. This made Ayman Laden wonder if his intelligence team was not the elite intelligence organization that had hacked into Sam's Country's Ministry of Defense and stole intelligence?

At this time, the attention was all on the secret operation carefully prepared tonight, and Ayman Laden on Wang Zheng did not open his mouth to reprimand, which somewhat relieved the secretary next to him.

After a moment of silence, Ayman Laden slowly stood up, and said with a stern and solemn expression: "Inform the Black Turban Regiment, let them strengthen their vigilance, and once they find a target, don't leave their hands, except for the person who is the leader, all ...... Kill! ”

"Yes!"

Sitting opposite Ayman Laden, the middle-aged man in military uniform immediately stood up.

"Wait!"

Just as he was about to get up to deliver the order, he was stopped by Ayman Laden.

"Let the missile regiment deployed in the 'Ali Haile' be ready, aim at the Akan base at the coordinates, and launch as soon as you receive the order! … This time it's 'all'! ”

The middle-aged man was shocked, "Lord Holy Envoy, it took us five years to finally buy these only 18 SS-21 'Scarab B' tactical ballistic missiles from the blockade of Sam's countrymen. Once exposed, I'm afraid they will all be targeted by their people, and it will be difficult for them to have a chance to play a major role! ”

"That's why I let our inside line in the Northern Alliance reveal the information of the Black Turban Regiment in Akan to the Sam people!" After finishing slowly, Ayman Laden smiled coldly, "Now, it is estimated that the 10th Mountain Division of Sam's people stationed in Kandahar is already heading in the direction of Akhan!" Therefore, these 18 Russian 'Scarab missiles' will not be wasted at all. ”

The middle-aged soldier who secretly swallowed his spit for Ayman Laden's cruelty couldn't help but ask, "The black scarf group...?" ”

"Ayub, that bastard has long wanted to take his men with him to the Northern Alliance traitors and damned Sam people. I'll satisfy him this time! ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged soldier didn't dare to ask again. In the years they have been together, he knows very well how cunning and ruthless the 'Holy Envoy' of the Restoration Organization is in front of him. If it weren't for him, how could bin Laden, the original leader of the Restoration Organization, fall into the encirclement of Sam's special forces so easily?

Of course, this topic is already a topic of secrecy within the organization, and no one dares to mention it. The same is true for middle-aged soldiers, of course.

"Let's go down and prepare!"

"Yes!"

After respectfully agreeing, the middle-aged soldier hurriedly turned around and exited the room.

After he left, Ayman Laden glanced down at the phone in his right hand, frowned, and threw it on the table next to him.

"It wasn't meant for you, but if you really delivered it yourself. Then you can only count yourself unlucky! ”

The Akan base is one of the lairs carefully prepared by Ayman Laden, but since it was touched by Wang Zheng and others. Cautious and cunning by nature, Ayman Laden had the intention of giving up. But giving up is giving up, such a secret military base, he is a little reluctant to give up easily.

Therefore, after some comprehensive consideration, he decided on this secret operation of 'killing people with a knife', taking the opportunity to eliminate dissidents and consolidate his leadership. As for Wang Zheng, he didn't expect the other party to really come to the door. After all, if he lives by himself, he will never dare to take a risk for less than a tenth of his wealth after he has made a big bargain.

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"This Ayman Laden is really cunning, he left his original phone number here, and the other number he used was Nao a hundred miles away! …… But no matter how cunning the fox is, you can't fight a good hunter! ”

Wang Zheng, who had determined the location of Ayman Laden through the 'neuronal mastermind', couldn't help but complain and beckoned to Wang Gan.

"Give up the action, let's move to Nao!"

"Yes, boss!"

"Tick ......!"

At this moment, the global communication terminal on Wang Zheng's wrist suddenly rang.

After Wang Zheng, who was stunned for a moment, clicked on it, the cold electronic sound of the neuronal main brain quickly sounded in the control room.