963 Ambush a
Two infantry fighting vehicles galloped quickly on the secondary road leading to Xihuaitou Village. At an altitude of more than 100 meters above the personnel carrier, a circular new-generation Hawkeye reconnaissance plane with a diameter of about one meter closely followed.
In front of a computer in the armored personnel carrier, the computer screen is divided into two video windows, one is a normal image, the other is an infrared thermal image, and a young soldier with a thick face painted is sitting in front of the computer, skillfully manipulating this handle.
As the fighter took control, the infrared thermal imaging radar on the reconnaissance plane was constantly scanning.
With the armored personnel carrier as the center, all the images within a radius of two kilometers were faithfully transmitted to the personnel carrier's computer.
At this time, there is still a bend about three kilometers from here, and there are several people in ambush, and their new generation of Gillette suits help them hide their bodies well, and if you don't have a rigorous training, you may not even be able to spot them if you are standing in front of them.
The men watched the road below meticulously with anti-weapon sniper steps through the surveillance window dug by their sight, their eyes widened, and they had maintained this state for nearly four hours.
"Vulture, vulture, evacuate quickly, the other party has Hawkeye Ten, it is expected to scan you in two minutes."
Suddenly, an anxious voice came from their headsets.
"Damn."
Hearing this, the few lurking warriors couldn't help but change their faces, cursed secretly, and at the same time suddenly picked up, ran forward with their guns on their backs as if they were dead, disassembling the weapons in their hands as they ran, and throwing the parts of the weapons in different directions with various forces.
Damn, isn't it just to take the two little children home, and use it so much?
They didn't run away for their lives, and while dealing with the guy in their hands, they kept slandering in their hearts.
It's no wonder that they are so nervous, so nervous that they don't even want the weapons in their hands.
Others don't know the power of this Hawkeye Ten, but they know it quite well.
Under the perverted scanning and search function of Hawkeye Ten, he and the others must have nothing to hide.
You must know that they still have weapons in their hands, and these weapons are some common standard weapons in the world, and what makes them feel even more sad is that there is data on these weapons in the database of Hawkeye, as long as the "vision" of Hawkeye
Within the range, these weapons in your hands will appear on the opponent's monitoring screen truthfully.
Once it appears, he will become cannon fodder at that time.
They knew very well in their hearts that since the other party had used the Hawkeye Ten thing here, then they must treat this operation as a war.
Since it is a war, it is impossible for the other side not to hang a few infrared-guided small missiles on the Eagle Eye, once locked by these missiles, it means that they have to say goodbye to the world.
So now the first priority is to dispose of these weapons in your hands, as long as these weapons are not in your hands, and then run to the car at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible, you can escape the catastrophe.
Running all the way, throwing all the way, they finally ran to the foot of the mountain within two minutes, ran into the car, didn't care to catch their breath, started the car at the first time, and ran away.
Inside an armored personnel carrier.
"Huh?"
The soldier who was controlling the controller suddenly let out a surprised sound, and then skillfully moved the handle a few times, aiming the camera on Hawkeye 10 at a place, and then pulling the camera, and the picture on the computer screen kept getting bigger.
Although this sound was not loud, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky in the ears of everyone in the car, and suddenly there was a thrill, although there was no fierce action, but one by one, the index finger couldn't help but put it outside the trigger, slightly adjusted the body, and was ready to attack at any time.
This is Zhang Delong, who was sitting in the command position, and asked: "What is the situation with the kitten?" β
"Head, at nine o'clock, some scattered parts of M82A1 were found on the hillside a kilometer away."
The warrior, codenamed Kitten, skillfully manipulated the controller as he carefully identified the strange shapes that appeared on the computer screen, and then exclaimed.
"What, are you sure?"
Zhang Delong couldn't help but say nervously.
"That's right, it's M82A1, I've touched this thing before, and I can tell it even with my eyes closed."
Kitten said very, very surely.
"See if there's anyone nearby who can."
Zhang Delong ordered.
"Understood."
Xiao replied, and then said to a soldier next to him: "Coyote, you are a tracking expert, come and help me take a look." β
"No problem."
Coyote said cheerfully, and then switched places with a comrade next to him and leaned over to the computer screen.
The kitten knew very well that judging from the messy and scattered parts of the guns, those people were probably already on the run, and now they could only be found by judging the traces left on the ground.
As he spoke, Xiao Mian skillfully controlled the aircraft, let him descend in altitude, and then zoomed in on the camera to closely scan the range of more than 50 meters centered on the firearm.
"Stop."
After a few minutes, the coyote, who had been staring at the screen with wide eyes, suddenly shouted.
"Look here, there's a very obvious trace."
Hearing this, the kitten manipulated the camera to get a close-up.
"Yes, a little higher. I'll look at the trend. β
The kitten did so.
"That's right, this is it, there are about three of them, following this mark."
After a while, the coyote slapped his thigh and said excitedly.
"Damn, let these bastards run away."
When traced to the side of the road, all marks were gone.
"Hehe, don't worry, you can't run."
At this time, Zhang Delong smiled, and then took out the phone and dialed a number: "Chief, I need all the video surveillance from xxx road section to xxx road section today." β
"Haha, it's worthy of the head, this brain is fast."
Hearing this, the coyote gave a thumbs up and slapped a small ass.
"Hehe, you kid has a snack, you must know that we are officials, they are bandits, can we still do this?"
Zhang Delong said with a smile.
"However, it's not safe to be like this, I'm afraid that the other party may destroy this video."
As soon as the words fell, the kitten said worriedly.
"Damn, I'm a pig brain too."
As soon as he heard this, Zhang Delong's face couldn't help but change, he scolded himself, and then raised his head and said to a good-looking soldier beside him: "Xiao Hei, this matter is handed over to you, there is no problem." β
"Hehe, don't worry, give me half an hour, I'll get it done for you right away."
Xiao Hei nodded and said, then took out a small laptop from his backpack, plugged in the network card, and turned on the computer.
The running speed of this notebook is really good, from pressing the power to completing the boot, it only takes more than ten seconds before and after.
After turning on the computer, Xiao Hei called up a software, and then moved his fingers on the keyboard, knocked a website address on it, and then hit the enter key, and entered the imperial capital Skynet project database, and then crackled for a while, and the data matrix appeared on the screen, and those numbers were scrolling rapidly.
Tens of seconds later, that data freezes on a piece of data.
At this time, Xiao Hei hit the enter key again, and the screen suddenly turned, and a video icon appeared.
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Xiao Hei snapped his fingers, then called up a program and decisively copied and downloaded.
As he hit enter again, a jumping progress bar appeared on the screen.
After ten minutes, this progress bar is finally 100% complete.
"Hehe, Xiao Hei, this time it's neat enough, it seems that this level is very good."
Seeing that it was done in such a short time, Zhang Delong couldn't help but smile and praise.
"Head, this is my level, it's really that the protection ability of the public security's Skynet database is too poor, no, to be exact, there is simply no protection. Even an entry-level intrusion software can be handled with ease. Ah, I should call the Ministry of Supervision to check the person in charge of this Skynet project, I spent so much money to make such a garbage protection, and if I said that there was no corruption, I would *** screw my head off as a night pot. β
Xiao Hei said indignantly.
"Damn, these bastards, what a boldness. Let's report this matter to the top after we go back, damn it, if we really start a war, our every move will not be under the nose of the enemy. β
Zhang Delong said hatefully.
However, if the protection capability of this domestic monitoring system is so weak, then it is really necessary to start a war, and the enemy does not need any advanced reconnaissance means at all, and directly sends a hacker to invade the Skynet system, and our every move is under the noses of many parties.
When he thought of this, Zhang Delong couldn't help but feel a palpitation and a cold sweat.
"Head, there's something wrong with this guy."
This is the kitten, pointing to a person on the screen, and said with great certainty.
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly leaned their heads in front of the screen and glanced at it, and then their faces were solemn.
"Prepare for battle."
Zhang Delong shouted with a stern expression.
It turned out that a middle-aged man wearing a shabby camouflage uniform and a straw hat was really carrying a hoe and weeding in a vegetable patch overgrown with weeds.
This was nothing, but Zhang Delong and his party remembered very clearly that when they set off from home in the afternoon, this person was already weeding here.
What's more, he was weeding on the side of the road when he passed by in the afternoon, and he is still in the same place.
It's been an afternoon, a full four hours, and this guy didn't even move half a step, if there were no ghosts, it would be hell.