With the captain's order, four mass-produced T800 robots strode across the corner of the road, their eyes behind their sunglasses, staring at the two snowmobiles parked in the middle of the road without blinking, and the strange-looking "TV" hanging behind the body.

As an emotionless fighting machine and extremely loyal to its owner, the T800 robot strides to the location of the snowmobile and observes the situation nearby.

Since the order they received was to "go over and see", although the four T800 robots noticed the footprints and ruts next to them, they did not follow the past to track the enemy, but quickly returned to the snow where the master was hiding, and reported what they had just seen in a slightly mechanical voice:

"Two snowmobiles found, and an unidentified object."

"Unidentified object?"

Hearing this, the "spark of hope" in the captain's eyes became brighter, and he asked quickly, "What does it look like?" ”

"There's a large prism mounted on it, and it's suspected to be a beam weapon." The T800 replied in a serious way: "It may have been removed from the body." ”

"Is it a laser cannon?"

Realizing that his previous guess seemed to have come true, the captain almost jumped up with excitement, suppressed his excitement, and asked, "What about the nearby enemies?" ”

"Enemy traces have been found, and based on the traces, it is inferred that scattered enemies may be fleeing to the east." The Terminator continues to debrief.

Hearing this, the other three people in the team couldn't hold back and planned to go over and take a look, and the captain decisively stopped the actions of the three pit teammates, frowned and muttered in a low voice: "This may be a trap." ”

Although it is not known what the origin of the person driving the motorcycle to transport the weapon is, even if the vehicle breaks down on the road, the normal person chooses to repair the car directly rather than run away immediately.

- Those who run away seem to have designed traps waiting for their team to take the bait. It may also be that they are being chased by others and can only choose to abandon the car and flee.

Thinking of this, the captain ordered four T800s to lurk aside and continue to guard the area, and he also cautiously lay back, continuing to hide in the snow and listen to the sound behind the curve.

Although he was very excited, he had not lost his mind: in this situation, it was better to be cautious if he went out rashly and might be plotted.

Under the instructions of the captain, this team, which had been on the run, lurked on the side of the road again.

At this time, the members of the armed search team who had just arrived in the nearby area were also hiding in the snow like ghosts, peeking into the road ahead with binoculars.

These elite soldiers, who are super combative, also discovered the abnormal situation in the middle of the road. But of course, they couldn't approach as rashly as ordinary NPCs, but first analyzed the situation on the road ahead.

- From this angle, they could see no traces left on the road, only the turret removed from the Prism tank, and the two snowmobiles parked in the middle of the road.

The three pilots who were transporting the turret all fled, and one of the snowmobiles was missing.

Five seconds later, a soldier whispered a battle order, and the voice coming from under the gas mask was somewhat muffled:

"Ready for action."

The soldiers of the Force Search Party were well aware that this was most likely a trap. However, once the turret of the Prism tank used by the US military test fell into the hands of the Soviets, the technical parameters would immediately be figured out by the Soviets.

At that time, this new type of weapon, which is still being tested by the US military, will instead become a "source of inspiration" for the enemy. It is quite possible that similar tanks will be produced in the arms factories of the USSR!

In order to avoid technology leakage, even if you can't get the turret back, you have to find a way to destroy it. Before they can do that, though, they need to find the location of the fugitives and wipe out those who have come into contact with the Prism Tank.

……

At the same moment, Lin Chi, the coach, and Crazy Ivan were hiding in an inconspicuous foxhole on the east side of the road, accompanied by the bodies of two frozen American soldiers.

Their current position is above a steep slope on the side of the road, and from this angle, they can see the situation below. But at the same time, there is also the risk of getting headshots from enemies below.

"Are you coming?" The instructor pulled out his revolver and prepared to fire.

"I don't know, I don't want to look down." Lin Chi whispered.

The air in the vicinity seemed to be heavy, with a terrifying sense of oppression, and in this situation, even the crazy Ivan, who had always been active, lay in the foxhole without saying a word, not knowing what to think.

A deathly silence permeated the area, except for the whining cold wind, which continued to pass over the heads.

Due to the fact that the three parties all have evil intentions, this position where the battle should have broken out is unusually quiet at this time. Instead of a brutal and brutal firefight, it was replaced by a contest of endurance.

Five minutes passed, and nothing happened.

Ten minutes later, there was still no one on the road.

In such a situation, the three opposing sides are not able to figure out the details of the enemy, and it is not so much waiting for the right moment as it is competing with the bladder.

- The side that loses patience first will undoubtedly be the first loser to go out.

Of course, it must not be Lin Chi's side who exposed his position first:

At this time, Crazy Ivan lay motionless on the snow, and even let out a faint snoring sound. The coach was still leaning on the foxhole and closing his eyes to recuperate, while Lin Chi clenched the tiger claw hunting knife in his hand and stared at the sky without saying a word.

The patience of professional gamers has always been amazing, and in other brain imaging games, Lin Chi even once patiently squatted in one position for a full twenty-four hours in order to capture a rare pet called "Soul Beast".

For him, it is naturally not difficult to continue to stay here. After all, it has only been about twenty minutes now, and it is not worth mentioning at all for the perennial "old silver coin".

However, the other squad of players is obviously not very patient.

After facing each other for half an hour, three of the four red dots in Lin Chi's sight began to move, and quickly rushed towards the corner, and one red dot did not move, but began to move backwards.

The coach, who was originally closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes, and Lin Chi also laughed, and said with emotion: "Pig teammates kill people." ”

Obviously, the three members of the squad couldn't take it anymore, and only one of the more sane guys was going to run away. Seeing this scene, Lin Chi motioned for the coach to stay here, while he bent down and sneaked towards the lonely red dot.

The battle in the middle of the road is about to break out, and it is finally about to begin. That's when —

Syllable!

A gunshot rang out, and the red dot that Lin Chi was tracking suddenly dimmed, followed by a line of kill prompts that popped up in the lower right corner of his sight:

The player "butcher knife in hand" was killed by the player "Spirit"!

- There is a fourth force that has entered this already chaotic battlefield!

Realizing this, Lin Chi couldn't help laughing, rubbed his hands with interest, and said in a low voice: "It's interesting now......