The waking dragon-like tremor gradually lessened, and the dust and debris in the cold and damp air-raid shelter fell to the ground together, and the refuges in the cave burst out more and more eager to survive, and in the control room, a group of self-defense soldiers silently watched the monstrous fire in the surveillance camera, and several napalm oil bombs were impartially blown outside the explosion-proof door, and the burning material adhered to the gate all over the door, and the camera hidden in the rock wall could not withstand the high temperature and crackled and cracked, and the surveillance picture instantly became a blank.

Simon holds the MP7 tightly, this short and concise PD weapon is very suitable for close combat, in the narrow space of the bomb shelter, the high-capacity magazine supplemented by the extremely fast rate of fire, can easily cover a large area of the strike, no matter how demoralized the SDF at this time is at the bottom, it will not hide that Simon's team is actually an outsider, or a direct push to force the panicked SDF soldiers to close the blast door.

The atmosphere became eerie with the faint sound of explosions and collapses outside the blast door. This pre-war anti-aircraft project was built with the refuge requirements of the former Mandsville population in mind, and the maximum number of people was 20,000 or 30,000. Due to the disrepair and lack of pre-war construction technology inheritance, although the good level of three defenses will not completely fail, it also makes the interior damp and cold, and it is no longer suitable for the city reserve, so it is only symbolically stationed a self-defense force of more than 30 people. These soldiers come from bankrupt households in the cities, and they are good at maintaining law and order in daily armed combat, but after all, they cannot get out of the scope of "militia" (militia).

Simon's team was the strongest group of mercenaries in the backstreets of Steel City even before following Simon's expedition, and they had a natural sense of urgency for danger, and they didn't need to be reminded that the nine mercenaries dressed in Interceptor body armor and armed to the teeth were loaded with rifles, and the safety was turned on, which was in stark contrast to the surrounding self-defense forces who were only unified with chemical fiber camouflage uniforms.

The weight of the bulletproof inserts is a source of security in a sense, and Simon doesn't raise his gun, but he still touches his AATS watch. Since the Crusaders have brazenly attacked Mandsville, the city is in a sea of fire and purgatory, and Simon does not have to continue to comply.

rules, which require certain conditions for existence.

Out of the corner of his eye, Simon caught a glimpse of the officer in charge walking out of the control room, the flashing and rotating emergency lights reflected the person's epaulette insignia intricately, Simon took a step forward, which guy who was too nervous subconsciously raised the gun, and dozens of guns were pointed at Mai Mang.

"I guess we need to talk." Simon said calmly, no one likes the feeling of a gun pointing at the head, so be sure to point the gun at the other party's eyebrows.

"What to talk about? You have broken into my bomb shelter and watched my citizens die in flames. The officer held on to the armed belt, and his tone was quite tough, and yes, more than 30 subordinates around him gave him plenty of confidence.

Simon couldn't help but be reminded of a familiar scene sixty years ago, when he witnessed the first nuclear bomb air blasting on federal land, he fled into the Fort Kent shelter in his mech, and fought hopelessly negotiating with the rebels who seized the airport at the blast gate. But there are two differences: at that time, Simon was on his knees, and at that time, he was single.

"There must be an escape exit for such an air defense project, I want to know this way, of course

After we leave your precious bomb shelter, the two do not owe each other. Simon proposed, unflinching.

The officer laughed angrily, pressed his hand on the holster, and said coldly: "Where do you think this is?" Is it a public brothel? I'm Second Lieutenant Rickard, and in Mandesville, all outsiders who step into public facilities must unarm and obey orders, or I'll be the first to kill you!" ”

"Kill me?" Simon didn't bother to care about the rules, two hours ago, he would have done this, time has passed, whose brain can't turn around? Simon lowered his head and kicked the gravel at his feet, and with a quick stretch of his hand, he took off the grenade hanging from his chest and pulled out the latch!

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, Simon's left index finger was wrapped around the pull ring, this action instantly paralyzed a group of Self-Defense Army soldiers, and he fell to the ground in a hurry, as if bowing to the emperor, Simon smiled contemptuously, his eyes hooked directly to the blue face of the second lieutenant Recard, and said slowly: "This is an M67 grenade, with a charge of 180g, a semi-prefabricated fragmentation shell, and an internal groove, with the current environment, the lethality rate is 100% within the explosion radius of five meters, and the killing radius is fifteen meters." ”

Simon pinched the grenade grip in his palm, his expression relaxed as if he was holding a birthday cake, Simon went further, and the second lieutenant took a step back until he was cornered. "My team and I have high explosives in our backpacks, which were supposed to be used against the Crusaders, but you want to die together, and I think that such a grenade is enough for the fifty people present to see God together."

Simon grinned silently, a devilish grin. "Thinking of being able to drag three pads on one person's back and go to hell hand in hand, this deal is not a loss." Simon suddenly raised his voice and said, "Isn't that right! ”

"Yes!"

"The boss is right!"

"Pull the bolt and kill these cowards!" The team members shouted in a goofy that Fastley, a stupid boy with a brain full of mush and muscles, had done the same, and he also pulled out the grenade latch and held it.

Simon frowned, secretly saying that next time he still has to use someone more reliable, the expression on his face became deeper and deeper, and said, "Have you finished thinking about it?" Lieutenant? My hands started to get sore. ”

Half of the self-defense forces were frightened by the grenade and fell to the ground, and they really had to fight, and the second lieutenant could not take advantage of it. It was about the same as the moment when Simon ordered the blast door to be closed, and the second lieutenant finished the scene and said inwardly, "I agree! I'll lead the way myself! ”

"Thank you so much." Simonunu pouted, motioning for the team to follow. The self-defense forces who had fallen in a hurry got up in disgrace, and their camouflage uniforms slipped and sewage flowed.

After walking for about ten minutes, the group stopped in front of an iron gate, and the second lieutenant lit a match, illuminated the fire escape map, and said, "It's here!" Walking along this tunnel, you will go out through the dugout exhaust maintenance outlet, which is near the city hall fort. ”

It could be seen that Ensign Rickard's hostility towards Simon and his party was not very deep, and Simon inserted the pin back, stretched out his hand, and said, "I hope my next visit to Mandsville will not be such an awkward meeting." ”

The second lieutenant was stunned, avoided Simon's active handshake, pressed his hat and stared at Simon to be the last to get into the iron door. "Go, find something to block this door." The second lieutenant ordered.

Simon personally reinsured the grenade for Fastley, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to follow this kind of thing."

Mix, just scare the guts of the goods. ”

Simon has mastered shimmer and pitch black vision, but he is the only one on the team who is a mutant, although Simon doesn't want to confuse it with the dross of the bubble slime, after all, the idea of the wastelanders is that whoever has abilities beyond the scope of humans is a mutant. Simon walked in the lead, and there was a musty smell emanating from the quiet tunnel, and it was clear that no one had been here in a long time.

"We're here." Ramirez stepped on the fire ladder and tried to open the one-way barrier overhead, confirming that the gears were still working, and Simon called Ramirez to stop. "We're not going for now."

"Why?" Marco wondered.

Simon flipped his wrist, the watch time showed 11.05, he said: "It's too early, it's only eleven o'clock in the morning, whether there is a second round of bombardment is unknown, the Crusaders will definitely attack the city after the fire is a little weaker, it is estimated that the city will be broken as soon as the city is attacked, there is no point in going out now, let's go again after dark, let's pray that the Mandsville Self-Defense Army can hold the Crusaders for a while." ”

At dusk, after the team had rested as much as they could, Simon opened the floodgates, and as soon as it opened, a stench of gasoline and white phosphorus mixed with the smell of burnt bones came to his face. "Gas masks!" Simon lowered his head and whispered, pulling out the mask from the gas mask barrel and putting it on, and the team members came out one by one.

The fire caused by the napalm bombs sown by the AC-130 gunboat in the morning was far from extinguished, and the self-defense forces who had survived hiding in the city fort did not even have time to put out the fire and save people.

The surviving citizens are crying and digging their relatives with their bare hands in front of their buildings reduced to ashes, the outdated equipment of the city fire brigade is a drop in the bucket, people are taking over the dirty water scooped from the sewage pit to put out the fire, more and more corpses are placed in the municipal square, the chaos is so extreme, who has the leisure to pay attention to the Simon team that suddenly escaped. As a group walked down the street, the blazing night breeze brought a disgusting smell of burnt cooking, and in one night, a city was ruined.

Groups of self-defense troops ran in small steps, and the formation was distorted towards the city gates, which were in the midst of fierce fighting, and anyone with a little military acumen knew that once the city gates fell, they would inevitably enter the most brutal and bloody tug-of-war street battles, and these low shacks could not provide enough rubble and ruins as the brick buildings before the war, and the Crusaders would only need to send in heavy vehicles one by one, and after a round of flat pushing, the numerical advantage would be meaningless in the open field.

"Oh my God." Just as they were looking for directions, the team passed by the bomb shelter, and the bleak sight was terrifying even for people like Simon and Ramirez who had dealt with war for half their lives. Hundreds, curled and painful bones piled up over the top of the blast door, life was unknown at this time, even though the team members had a very weak concept of life and death, smelling the smell of the fishy wind, several people bent over and retched like the surviving citizens on the side of the road.

Simon stopped his throat twitching, he couldn't get out of these tragically killed citizens, but at this time, whether it was remorse or indifference, after all, the people who survived must continue to live strongly, live, in order to take revenge, or atone.

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