Chapter 105: The Great Explosion of Sasebo's U.S. Forces in Japan 6

Inside the tank base

After Lin Qing infiltrated the tank base, he quickly ran towards the M1A2 main battle tank, opened the space, directly enveloped the tank in, and then closed it, and a large guy of dozens of tons disappeared directly in place, leaving no trace.

The action was very fast, Lin Qing put the tanks into the space, and in less than two minutes, he had already filled the space.

After stealing the tank, Lin Qing did not choose to leave, but took out the C4 explosive bag from the space and began to place the explosive bag under the territory of each tank.

Lin Qing didn't know if the power of this C4 explosive package could blow up these M1A2 tanks, so Lin Qing stuffed a C4 into the bottom of a tank, and then opened the cockpit door and threw two explosive bags in the cockpit of the tank.

It took Lin Qing's time to load the remaining M1A2 tanks with C4 explosive packs, requiring him to climb on top of each tank, and it took nearly three minutes for Lin Qing to stuff all the remaining M1A2 tanks around him into the explosives pack.

Lin Qing looked at his watch, it had not been five minutes in the past, and he should still have a minute or two.

There were also some old-fashioned tanks around, Lin Qing ran past them quickly, and when he passed by, he threw an explosive bag under the chassis of the tank, even after running like this for a minute, Lin Qing, who was a little out of breath, only put a dozen of them, and some of the tanks did not have security explosives.

Time is running out, Lin Qing is not going to stay longer, there is already a light flashing in the distance, it should be a patrol officer from the US military rushing over.

Running towards the gate quickly, Lin Qing didn't dare to stay longer, he didn't have the courage to directly exchange fire with the US army, that was not much different from finding death.

Just as he was about to leave the gate of the tank base, Lin Qing's eyes swept to the ammunition racks on both sides of the gate There were some tank shells, and there were quite a few of them, neatly placed on the ammunition racks.

Lin Qing stopped, quickly stuffed two explosive bags into the gap between the shelf and the wall, and then ran out of the gate at an accelerated pace.

The US patrol car was less than 200 meters away from the base, and the headlights of the cars were particularly bright in the dark night.

Lin Qing ran out from the edge of the gate, and as soon as he turned around, he went to the corner area of the tank base, and the whole figure disappeared into the darkness.

Big Nose drove a jeep, scolding and scolding all the way from the dormitory, just now I was still dreaming, and the next second I was woken up very unpleasantly.

"These damn bureaucrats, can't they change the monitoring of the base if they have the money to spend all their time? These things are the same as the woman's aunt, and they have to come several times a month. ”

"Hey, big nose, you have to be careful when you speak, maybe Your Excellency Commander is listening to our channel."

The joking voice of the patrol team came from the walkie-talkie, and the big nose became even more angry when he heard it: "He? Your Excellency, the Great Commander, who is as thin as a dry corpse, you say? Oh, please listen to our channel and let him know how much we adore him, the rabbit who sells chrysanthemums. Now he must be lying in some woman's bed, not inside the base, I'm sure it must be. ”

Big Nose cursed and didn't notice that a dark shadow flashed through the light in front of the gate of the tank base and disappeared into the night.

The vehicle quickly came to the gate of the tank base, braked suddenly, and the big nose jumped directly from the car.

The experienced took out the tools from the back compartment and carried them on his back, took out a folding ladder and carried it directly in his hand, cursing all the way, and walked slowly to the gate.

The big nose helped fix the ladder, climbed up to the probe at the door, looked carefully, there was no problem with the line, moved the ladder to another probe, checked it, and still didn't have any problems, lowered his head and yelled at the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest: "Damn little Berry, are you fucking me?" There is nothing wrong with the probe. ”

The big nose skillfully disassembled the probe as he spoke, and looked at it carefully, all the parts inside were intact, and there should be no problems with the two probes.

At this time, two sharp brakes were heard behind him, and several American GIs got out of the car with rifles in their arms, and the car radio that was originally on made a screeching noise.

"Little crocodile, go and turn off your cashier, damn it, he made my head hurt."

The little crocodile nodded, ran back to the car quickly, turned off the car, and the cacophony finally disappeared.

"Big nose, what's wrong with the monitoring?"

Big Nose shook his head: "There's no problem, damn little Berry he's fooling me!" I'm going to smash his head and see if he dares to play a prank. Little Berry, you are dead, you dare to disturb my rest! I'll go to the control center and kill you in a minute! ”

The big nose yelled at the walkie-talkie, and slowly walked down the ladder, the whole person looked very annoyed, and no one would like the feeling of being called out of the bed in winter.

There was only the rustling sound of electricity on the walkie-talkie, and no other information was transmitted, which was very strange.

Big Nose took the walkie-talkie down and shook it: "Damn, is the walkie-talkie broken?" Marcos, tell the bastards in the control room, the surveillance is fine. ”

Marcos nodded and brought the walkie-talkie to his lips: "Console, console, here is the patrol, here is the patrol, there is no problem with the monitoring of the tank base, there is no problem with the monitoring of the tank base, the report is complete, please answer if you receive it."

There was still a rustle of electricity on the intercom, and there was no sound coming back from the console.

"Little crocodile, you're turning on your radio station for me, go!"

Marcos seemed to notice that something was wrong, and gestured to his men, and all the patrolmen immediately put their guns on the fence.

The little crocodile turned on the radio again, the harsh noise rang out together, Marcos and Big Nose glanced at each other, and nodded: "It seems that there is no problem with the monitoring, someone has installed a signal jammer here, and someone has sneaked in."

"You guys go in and have a look, I'll help you keep an eye on it outside, and by the way, I'll help you call for reinforcements, and the battle will be handled by your combatants, I'm just a technical soldier for you, it's best to catch it alive, I'm going to let this bastard taste the anger of the big nose."

Marcos made an OK gesture at Big Nose: "Don't worry, Big Nose, we will definitely help you catch the little mouse, you go and contact the control room to report the situation here." After Marcos finished speaking, he slowly walked into the tank base with his men.

"Captain, look!" Having just entered the interior of the tank base, all the patrolmen were stunned.

Originally, sixteen in a row, thirty-two M1A2 main battle tanks were actually reduced by half, only a few near the gate remained, and the tanks behind them all disappeared.

The patrol officer walked over in disbelief: "Head, when I first came to check, I was sure that the tanks were still there!"

"It's not April Fool's Day, is it? It can't be Jerry's gang banding together to make fun of us, right? ”

"Head, it can't be a Japanese ghost, right? Why do I feel so cold? ”

Marcos didn't know how to deal with the current situation, he quietly lost a dozen tanks, and there was no movement at all.

"Damn Jerry, he must have done it with those tank drivers, damn it, they teamed up to trick us!"

The little crocodile firmly believes that it is a tank driver named Jerry who is with his comrades to make them happy!

"There must be a probe here, and they must want to help us record the reaction after we find out that the tank is lost, and then post it on his Twitter, it must be like this."

Marcos also believed the little crocodile a little, because this is the only way to explain this matter, otherwise it would be too to lose a dozen tanks out of thin air, and it was in a military base.

Outside the U.S. Navy base, on the roof of a four-story building.

Lin Qing, who flew out of the U.S. military base with a gliding wing, stood on the roof of the building, and the cloak behind him was hunted by the evening breeze.

Lin Qing looked down at his watch, and when the working time of the signal jammer he set was up, it automatically entered sleep mode.

"Fireworks show has officially begun!"

Lin Qing had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and the detonator in his hand was gently pressed.