Chapter 168: The Clash of Steel (9)
"Dynamite! Gate 1 in Zone B! ā
Toyama Sugi waved his hand back, and a soldier with a gun on the roof took out two strips of directional plastic explosives from his backpack behind him, and rushed to the bronze door guarded by two right hands on the handle of the hot knife, and attached them to the edge of the doorknob and the top key. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The remote control was in Toyama's hand, and when the soldier planted the explosives, she pressed the red button after two knife-wielding fighters pressed the red button against the wall to make sure it wasn't affected by the explosion.
"Long live the charge!"
"Poof!" A white light like a laser sword in Star Wars suddenly shrouded the blade of the Thermal Knife, and the two warriors who were ready to attack rushed directly into it the moment the heavy gate collapsed backwards!
They didn't even glance at whether there was an enemy hiding behind them!
The overwhelming anti-aircraft fire was poured over the bungalow area, and the helicopters eager to provide fire support were forced back one after another, and Yichen's tightness to the old high-level can be seen from this, but the air force, which has shown obvious signs of inaction, has not sent any troops to this area, so that Yichen can only delay the progress of the enemy air force with dense shells like a spider's web, but there is no way to take the ground armored troops that have gained a firm foothold. And it was the frenzied shelling of Kenji's tanks after getting the exact coordinates that finally forced the transferred team into this house.
Kenji shelled every direction of the divers' advance with precision, so much so that by now only a few houses were left alone in the raging fire.
The assault team cleared the enemy troops who were lone or hidden in the shadows as quickly as possible, and successfully forced the transfer team into the ordinary house in front of them in this ruined area, and several ADK assault rifles with fast fire and fierce fire blocked every window with a dense rain of bullets, successfully creating a safe external environment for the attack.
"Hoo!!"
A repressive shout erupted from the mouth of the Imperial warrior, the dazzling blade of the sword in an indiscernible arc, and a soldier guarding behind the door was split in half before he could recover from the tinnitus caused by the explosion at close range.
"Grenade!" "Hide!" The chaotic warning sound came from the soldiers who were charging towards the house at the door, and the few people who had already stepped into the house immediately reflexively lay down, and the soldiers who followed like a tidal wave instantly shrank back like a low tide.
This is just a bungalow without any solid superstructure, in order to avoid the collapse of the mottled load-bearing pillars that do not look solid, the commando team did not even use the ************** in the plan to deal with the local fortification, but chose the more dangerous but safer way of white-knuckle combat to clear the enemies in the building one by one, but what I didn't expect was that the people in the building did not seem to have the slightest worry about being buried under a pile of rubble.
The incident happened suddenly, and the Red Police, who had always slipped the equipment of the next generation, did not call the exact name of this gadget that was about to cause a tragic tragedy - "hand grenade", but even if it was an old-fashioned wooden-handled grenade, the damage it caused could not be underestimated.
At least this living room is within the blast radius.
"Keep going!"
A roar came from the mouth of the Imperial samurai with the long sword in his hand, and he twisted his body in an uncanny way, and threw his legs back with a hard kick.
"Poof!"
As if the balloon had been punctured, the Imperial Samurai was bounced up a foot high, and then collapsed weakly on the ground, and black smoke with a scorching smell slowly rose from the cracks in the standard armor.
"Made! Withdraw! Toyama Sugi, who clearly saw this scene through the broken doorway, only felt a flash in the corner of her eye, and she was extremely familiar with the characteristics of various weapons, and she immediately judged that it was another grenade!
"A bunch of outlaws!" Toyama felt that he couldn't figure out for a moment why the soldiers inside dared to throw grenades unscrupulously at such a close distance, could it be that the chief inside had already been transferred in advance? She looked down at the monitor on her left arm again, and in a gray background, a group of unarmed white figures were being guarded by far fewer than them.
It shouldn't be wrong, under the all-round reconnaissance covering the medium and low altitudes, even the whereabouts of a mouse can be fed back to her portable computer in time, not to mention that any position around that can accommodate people has already been deployed with a sufficient number of soldiers and blasting robots, in the case of the opponent's air force being completely suppressed by their own side, unless they can make holes, it is difficult for the wings to fly out of the heavy encirclement of the commando.
If it weren't for Toyama Sugi's timely order, the samurai who had witnessed their comrades dying for them were just one second away from pulling out their bare swords and launching a fierce Banzai charge.
"Boom!"
Looking at the corpse of the Imperial warrior who had been completely blown into rags by the second grenade, if he hadn't withdrawn in time, the people who had just been left in the living room would have had the same fate.
ā******ļ¼ Throwing! ā
The reckless behavior of her opponent infuriated the intelligence officer, who had been careful not to injure the person the commander had ordered to be captured alive, and after roughly judging that the escorted crowd was in a slightly safer corner, she automatically ignored the cracked load-bearing pillar that had been blown up by two grenades.
The sound of glass shattering was incessant, and seven or eight bottles of wine hung with burning rags flew into the main entrance of the bungalow and the window openings that had been blocked by fire, and the pungent viscous liquid mixed with alcohol and gasoline spilled everywhere exposed to the sight of the Red Guard soldiers, and the blue flames spread like water to the place behind the living room in an instant.
In the noisy background, a terrible howl can be faintly heard, and the high temperature and strong light emitted by the sudden fire make it difficult for the surrounding detection devices to maintain the thermal sensing mode for a while, and at this moment, Fushan Cedar temporarily loses the coordinates of everyone in the building.
"Keep throwing!" Toyama yelled at the soldiers armed with 7.62mm assault rifles carrying Soviet-made large-capacity synthetic satchels, who pulled the shiny mixed ****** from the heavy bags and smashed them into any visible gap in the room.
"Ah!!h Toyama cedar was shaken by the wail that came from the back of the living room, and a black body with a raging fire crawled towards the door, and through the air distorted by the hot heat, it was still clear that the sores covered with lumps of hemorrhoids were dripping with reddish-brown grease as if it had melted candle oil, and before it could reach the ground, it turned into a flame.
Toyama avoided the empty eye sockets that seemed to have been burned a long time ago, and felt the majestic heat coming from inside the room.
"Kill!"
Bang!
A fist-sized hole of blood appeared on the man's face, and the corpse fell to the ground with a bang, and the next moment the flames rose from the spot. (To be continued.) )