Chapter 538: Assault on Beacon Street

BOSS came late, firstly, because it was lunch time, he found a top European restaurant and ate a meal carefully; The second reason is that all the residents of the 3-kilometer radius around Beacon Street have been placed under martial law, and all residents of other communities within 5 kilometers of Beacon Street have been evacuated.

BOSS and Hua Ziqiang are a pair of fateful twin stars, and each other is extremely calculating. It's almost to the point where the other party hasn't taken off his pants yet, and he can know what the other party is pulling. In this cat-and-mouse game, it seems that the cat has an absolute advantage, but the mouse can take the lead step by step because it has a first move.

When the boss knew that Hua Ziqiang had entered Beacon Street, he had already thought of Hua Ziqiang's substitution tactics. Although the BOSS is easier to gain the trust of the eight masters than Hua Ziqiang, there is no way to meet, and the rendering power of the BOSS is still not as strong as Hua Ziqiang's on-the-spot performance.

With the phone call of the heads of the family, it is known from the cold reply that Hua Ziqiang has completed the next step of their psychology, and if the boss wants to continue to entangle with him in terms of seizing people, the cost of investment is no less than that of razing Beacon Street to the ground, and the most important thing is that even if you win over the people, it cannot be ruled out that it is the internal response arranged by Hua Ziqiang, and the result is to make simple things more complicated.

It's okay, since Hua Ziqiang has packaged himself as a savior, then he will play the role of the god of destruction. After the character positioning is completed, the boss begins to work on the role division of labor. For Beacon Street, he allocated a mercenary team of up to 800 people, all of whom were internal combatants owned by the demigod group itself, and their combat strength was no worse than the mercenary team that Shen Ming defeated at the beginning, and all of them were standardized, with the highest standard equipment, and they were 100% ready to launch an encirclement and suppression.

In addition to the soldiers, they even drove up to 10 armored troop carriers equipped with 120-mm anti-tank batteries to block the five entrances to Bakken Street, forming a group combat phalanx, which was even more powerful than the formation of the US imperialists when they entered Starba.

"Hua Ziqiang, you're right, they really didn't plan to let anyone live." Shen Ming's telescope not only saw five teams of people densely packed, but also saw five heavily armed helicopters flying in his direction.

"It's already very merciful, I thought he would wipe Bakken Street off the map with strategic missiles." Hua Ziqiang finally smiled.

"Sue those rookies, the air raid will come in 50 seconds, pay attention to concealment, take care of Xiao Yi." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he had already withdrawn from his sniper point.

"She should take care of me, right?" Hua Ziqiang smiled bitterly.

With Shen Ming's notice, the younger brothers on the street who were as happy as the New Year with their equipment quickly rushed to the nearest houses and alleys.

Five saturated Apache helicopter gunships buzzed quickly to the periphery of Beacon Street, and carried out indiscriminate rocket artillery attacks on a number of commanding heights that had been set for a long time.

The five helicopters were like no one in the land, signaling bombing over the streets, and the machine guns under the nose did not need to be aimed, and directly tilted the barrage at the nearby buildings; some of the younger brothers were frightened, or fled, or counterattacked, but as long as they were targeted by the pilot, the bullet rain immediately swept away, beating them to the point that even the corpses could not be pieced together.

At this time, wearing the lightest combat uniform, Fu Long was lying on the command vehicle 3 kilometers away, but he did not sleep, but wore a tactical helmet and directly connected to five gunship cameras, searching for his target on the huge street.

"Did you find him?" The boss sitting on the side couldn't wait.

"Don't be in such a hurry, the game has just begun, and the bosses are all going to be killed at the end." The burial dragon chuckled.

"Are you sarcastic about me?" The boss always feels that he doesn't fit in with the burial dragon next to him.

"What's the matter, it's obviously praising you." When the burial dragon spoke, in the window of the building next to the No. 01 helicopter, a group of air defense brothers came out, they carried the anti-aircraft missile on their shoulders and pointed directly at the butt of the helicopter, thinking that they could make a successful sneak attack, but they forgot that the armed helicopter has an alarm system, and the moment it was locked, the pilot had already turned the nose of the plane and aimed at the window.

The missiles they fired were diverted by the decoy missiles fired from the helicopters, and the barrage of barrages that pursued them turned the two strong men into a mist of blood. The pilots of these helicopters are the highest level in the world, and the planes are as nimble as their hands and feet for them, and if they want to sneak attack them, this group of hooligans who have not received regular training really can't.

"Lend me it!" Just as Zida was crying by the garbage bin with a 60mm mortar on his back, Shen Ming, who was carrying an intervener sniper rifle, passed by him at high speed and took the 60mm mortar in his arms, as well as two shells.

Zida looked at Shen Ming in surprise, he didn't understand why this kid could still have a smile on his face under such a war.

I saw Shen Ming, who rushed out of the alley, took his legs as a support, directly aimed at the helicopter 200 meters away and fired a mortar shell, the shell that operated in a physical way flew from the back, and could not touch the helicopter's alarm method at all. Exploded into a brilliant mushroom cloud.

"Found him! My god-level bodyguard! The burial dragon said excitedly.

"Did you see him?" The boss also gets excited.

"No, I feel it, he's there, waiting for me." The burial dragon threw away his helmet, turned around and rushed out of the command vehicle with the Demon Alteration Interventionist sniper rifle, and rushed directly to Beacon Street at a speed that others could not catch up.

"There's five minutes left, it's going to be a little faster." Shen Ming knew that the Burial Dragon had already begun to rush to Beacon Street, and he had to speed up his efficiency, clear the sky first, and leave the ground troops to the minions, so that he could have a chance to free up his hands to deal with the strongest snipers on the surface.

As he spoke, another mortar shell rose into the air, and a helicopter that thought it was hiding behind a building could avoid Shen Ming's shell, but it was also blown off its propeller and fell heavily into the street, and the pilot was not dead, but injured. He called for reinforcements from the blood-stained cockpit, but it wasn't his teammates who arrived first, but the armed gangsters hiding in all corners, armed with all sorts of old-fashioned weapons, most of them grizzled and some with wet crotches, all scared out of the helicopters.

With the fury of a beast squad in their eyes, they ran straight to the cockpit of the helicopter.

"Don't kill me!! I have surrendered, I am a prisoner of war protected by the Geneva Conventions! The driver raised his hands with a bloody face.

"Where are you? Who knows? With tears on his face, Zida raised the M1911 pistol, snapped, and beat the driver into a sieve, and the hooligan next to him followed his example, pouring out his fear and anger with bullets, and once they saw blood, they could truly transform into warriors.

Shen Ming didn't pay attention to what the agitated hooligans were doing to the corpse, and the other three helicopters had already attracted him, turning their noses and rushing towards his location. The street where Shen Ming was located was suddenly blown into a big hole, and he rushed into the building on the side first.

The pilot, who was the first to arrive, flew frantically in front of the building, using machine guns to strafe every room, every corridor, and every corner of the building. Shen Ming watched innocent tenants being killed, some of whom didn't even know what was happening, and Shen Ming didn't even have time to give them a "be careful" warning.

The barrage that followed the pursuit under his feet rushed all the way to the top floor, and at the moment when the driver's muzzle could no longer be raised and needed to be raised, with a bang, Shen Ming broke out of the window, leaned back to avoid the propeller of the plane, gently touched the window of the nose, stepped on the fuselage and flew directly to the building across the road.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you! "When the pilot turned the nose of the plane and was about to continue the pursuit, he found that a grenade with the safety had been pulled off in the gap in front of the nose.

With a bang, the black eagle in the sky burst into flames and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the other two helicopters quickly raised their fuselages, preparing to get out of the battle and go back to load rockets and play again.

But at this moment, the gate of the rooftop was kicked open, and Shen Ming walked out directly with the intervener rifle.

Touch! Touch! With two shots in a row, the tail rotors of two helicopters were broken, and the plane emitting black smoke crashed to the ground.

The wind dance of the explosion moved Shen Ming's hair, and the smell of gunsmoke always made Shen Ming very comfortable. It was also in this full state that Shen Ming's intuition became extremely keen, and he fell to the ground with a backward lean, and the tungsten core armor-piercing bullet shot over the head in the front, and Shen Ming, who was blown by the wind pressure, thought that his face would fly out, and the bullet hit a water tank not far away, and the water tank that contained 10 tons was blown up into a trumpet flower, and the water mist sprayed more than 5 meters high.

"How much do you want to kill me if you shoot so far away?" Shen Ming looked sideways, and was far away on the roof 2,200 meters away, and the burial dragon that had finished shooting had already rushed forward quickly on the roof.

"It's just a hello, and the rest is really moving!" The burial dragon was as if he had heard Shen Ming's greetings.

There was a difference in the number of bullets and guns, and Shen Ming didn't fight hard, jumping from the roof of the building to the ground, and continued to hide in the street.

At this time, the boss gave an order, and at 5 exits, as many as 800 professional mercenaries quickly lined up and rushed into Beacon Street, and the frontal battle was about to break out!