All the boxes were unloaded and opened, and all sorts of parts were scattered on the ground. In addition to this, there were several missiles that split who crashed into the box.

In a short period of time, four missile launchers were built on the ground, and all the disassembled missiles were installed on the missile launchers. When the missile launcher was completed and the warhead was installed, Xiao Yuanchao and Xing Zhengrong were stunned.

They were stunned not because the other party had taken out a weapon that was extremely lethal, but because this weapon was really ...... Brain-dead!

To be precise, the weapons assembled by the terrorists are not missiles, but M388 nuclear rocket launchers.

The M-388 was a weapon developed by the United States in 1950 to counter Soviet forces in West Germany. The shell of the M-388 is a W54 nuclear warhead, weighs about 23 kg, and can be set with a choice of 10 or 20 tons of yield. The firing range is only 4 km, and the accuracy is very poor. Two launchers are used: the 120-mm M28 with a range of about two kilometers, and the 155-mm M29 with a range of about four kilometers.

The M-388 itself was also never used due to its lack of protection against nuclear explosions and nuclear radiation, which could have an impact beyond its range.

Remember, it has never been used, because the nuclear radiation, heat energy, shock waves, debris, etc. produced are greater than its firing range. In other words, no matter who launches, there is only one consequence: death!

This weapon has been hailed as the stupidest weapon of the last century, there is no one!

These terrorists actually came up with this kind of weapon, I don't know where to find antique goods, and ......

Damn, these idiots stuff enriched uranium into the warheads! This bunch of idiots stuff enriched uranium into the warhead of this stupid weapon!

A total of four tanks of enriched uranium, each stuffed into the warhead of the M-388 ground-based nuclear bazooka......

Do they think that by putting enriched uranium into a warhead and launching it, they can produce the power of a nuclear weapon?

As we all know, the power of nuclear weapons requires nuclear fission, that is, the fission of the radioactive element uranium to produce incomparable power. If you want fission, you have to have fission conditions, and I have never heard of taking an artillery shell and stuffing a bottle of enriched uranium into it to make the shell produce nuclear fission!

When Xiao Yuanchao and Xing Zhengrong wanted to laugh but were not funny, the terrorists stuffed uranium into the shells and began to nervously do the final debugging and prepare for launch.

Everyone was solemn, as if a few bazookas stuffed with uranium could turn China into a scorched earth.

These idiots have no idea what a nuclear weapon is, let alone how to enrich uranium, a complete bunch of idiots!

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanchao exhaled heavily, and at the same time as he exhaled a breath, he clearly heard Xing Zhengrong also exhale a long breath.

Obviously, Xing Zhengrong is also worried. When he saw this group of fools getting nuclear weapons like this, he was instantly relieved.

"Kill?" Xing Zhengrong stared at Xiao Yuanchao.

They were only fifty meters away from the terrorists, and at that distance, if they were to hit at full speed, they would rush into the midst of the terrorists in a matter of seconds. And in the process, the terrorist needs to pull the gun out of his clothes, need to load it, and then lock the shot.

Professional professional soldiers can do this in as little as two seconds, while these terrorists may take five seconds to complete.

Rushing out of fifty meters in five seconds is nothing to Xiao Yuanchao and Xing Zhengrong. When they rushed in, even if the terrorists drew their guns, it was useless.

"Kill!" Xiao Yuanchao nodded vigorously.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yuanchao suddenly jumped out from behind the rocks and rushed towards the terrorists in the center of the border.

Xing Zhengrong was not to be left behind, and jumped out after him.

"Let's be a dog!!"

Xiao Yuanchao let out a loud shout, swung his fist behind him, and struck Xing Zhengrong's cheek without warning.

"Smack!"

Xing Zhengrong, who rushed forward, slammed straight into the back of his fist, and under the impact of the violent force, and under the restraint of his own forward force, his strong body slammed off the ground and fell to the ground like a stake.

"Bang!"

His back slammed into the hard rocky ground, his cheek covered in blood from the fist, and even a wound was torn out at the corner of his mouth.

Whoever kills more wins, and whoever kills less is the other party's dog!

Xing Zhengrong's face was full of peach blossoms, and Xiao Yuanchao rushed out fifty meters at a ghostly speed, cutting directly into the group of terrorists.

Saber in hand, kill!

"Poof!"

He stabbed a terrorist in the main artery of the neck, frantically turned the blade and pulled it out.

"Squeak! ……”

Blood gushed out, flesh and skin flying. At the same time, Xiao Yuan slashed at the throat of another terrorist.

"Whew!"

The sharp blade quickly slashed across the opponent's neck, pulling a red line.

The red line spreads at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a semi-arc line that crosses half of the neck.

The front neck was attacked, and the terrorists subconsciously tilted their heads back. And as he looked up, the red thread immediately parted, turning into a terrifying smooth wound.

"Hiss ......"

Blood spurted outward in a linear pattern, and then surged like a waterfall.

Blood sprayed onto Xiao Yuanchao's body, staining his body with blood, showing a strange demon red under the sunlight, like killing gods.

One! Two! Three! Four!

There are a total of thirteen terrorists, he only needs to kill seven, and Xing Zhengrong has to be a dog for him!

"Drink!"

Xiao Yuanchao roared, jumped high with his saber, and stabbed the head of the next terrorist.

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, and a bullet burrowed into the terrorist's head one step ahead.

"One!" Xing Zhengrong, whose nosebleeds were still flowing, let out a roar.

He had a pistol in his hand and fired rapid-fire as he ran towards it.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

Gunfire rang out, and one after another terrorists were hit by bullets and lay on the ground.

Seeing Xing Zhengrong take out his gun and shoot, Xiao Yuanchao's speed was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he killed two more with his speed, killing a total of six.

And Xing Zhengrong came from behind, and the pistol shot faster and killed six of them!

There is one last one left, and whoever grabs it wins!

"Huh!"

Xiao Yuanchao rushed towards the last terrorist, pinched the other party's neck, and yelled without turning his head: "Question!" ”

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out again, and bullets grazed the ears of terrorists. Xing Zhengrong didn't rob this terrorist because he wanted to ask questions.

Terrorists are here, nuclear bazookas are here, and uranium enrichment is here!

If this kind of problem is not explored, then they are really dizzy.

"Say! What organization are you? What is your purpose? Zu Yanshan jumped up and pressed the terrorist's head with a gun.

"Allah is great!" The terrorist's eyes widened and he let out a roar of faith.

"Circumventing !!" Xiao Yuanchao yelled.

"Boom!"

The moment the two pounced separately, the terrorist detonated the bomb on his body, blowing himself to pieces.

"It's not over yet!" Xing Zhengrong got up, wiped a handful of minced meat that had splashed on his body, and yelled at Xiao Yuanchao: "Go on!! ”

Thirteen terrorists, each killed six, and the thirteenth committed suicide. They were tied and they hadn't decided yet.

"Okay, go on!" Xiao Yuanchao glared at Xing Zhengrong and said loudly: "Do you remember the black mission?" Remember Xu Haibo? Remember that only a separator can separate weapons-grade enriched uranium? There is a kind of follow me into the terrorist organization, let's kill all the way and compare all the way! ”

"Good! Let's go! Xing Zhengrong responded with a mouthful.

The two immediately rushed back and flew west in a helicopter.

It's not over, it's far from over, they have to decide the winner, they have to fight to the death!

PS: Tomorrow at 12 noon, old time. R1148