070. Color Run? No, no, no! Color BOOM!!

The logic of urban warfare is different from that of field warfare, because cities often mean a large number of passages, and the more complex the terrain, the more blind spots. This is certainly not a good thing for the concentration of people in the brigade.

But for a two-person team like Fisher's now, it's a good thing. Layla has gone to the high ground to "fool" others.

"Let's go." Relying on a second view and a small mobile phone to "open the picture", Fisher can easily avoid the scattered people on the road. And relying on Harrison's call as a "permission dog" can also make many nearby cameras turn a blind eye to the sneaky two.

After all, Harrison is not calling people, but various hosts. Is it really a real authority dog? If it weren't for the full-band "strong ~ violent" machine relying on contact biological scanning and Harrison's original answer-and-answer verification, he could have ended this meaningless "clone war" the moment he got his phone.

Speaking of this "answer-and-answer verification", it is known as the proud work of the first intelligence merchant under the stars. In a sense, Fisher only felt very painful.

In order to prevent someone from prying out the password of this "omnidirectional full-band accessor" from himself, Harrison deliberately made a system that only a few of them could answer.

Biometric scanning is used to verify that set of question banks, and each person's question bank is unique. There is a similar practice in the federal government, although by entering a password first and then performing biometrics to reduce the unnecessary waste caused by biometrics reading massive amounts of data from databases.

However, since there are only a few people who have the authority to encounter this "full-band strong ~ violent instrument", this step is saved. And the question bank ...... It is compiled by each person with authority himself. Due to the long period of time, it has also led to the situation that the questions compiled in the past have been forgotten by themselves, and the answers can only be remembered when they see the questions.

In Harrison's case, these topics are like his career diary, in which he compiles a large number of questions that only he might know about discipline, discipline, ambition, and so on.

"Shingen, open fire." Fisher didn't talk nonsense, he and Harrison had already arrived at the house closest to the three towering towers. As mentioned before, in order to highlight the majesty of the three buildings, a ring was left vacant on the side of each of the three buildings, and no buildings were built. In the center of the circle between the three buildings is the small park where Fisher and Angela used to "psychotherapy".

With so many armed men in the face, it was impossible for Fisher and Harrison to sneak in without a sound. Even if it were Fisher alone, it was unlikely.

There are always some deserters who will see themselves because they look around.

Since you can't sneak in quietly, why not make the noise louder and confuse the public?

"Bang bang bang." A barrage of cannon fires was heard, and several small canisters were thrown along the parabola between a group of soldiers. Such a curvature of fire can have such a hit rate, and there is no doubt that Fisher provided ground guidance. ALTHOUGH IT IS THE MOST LOW WAY TO DICTATE THROUGH THE CHANNEL.

"Enemy attack!"

"Take cover!"

"It's over, it's over! Right under my feet! ”

……

Fisher listened to the confusion and wailing of the crowd from afar, and couldn't help but glance back at Harrison, who had an embarrassed expression on his face. He also knew that his group of people were indeed too nervous when they encountered such a situation.

"They can't see that it's not an anti-personnel bomb?" Fisher twitched the corners of his mouth.

When Harrison heard this, he was even more embarrassed, and he didn't see it.

Naturally, if it was a lethal shell, it would not have tumbled down. Instead, it spins into the ground with a "whoosh" and blows you up into a pile of pieces or blows you up in a pile of pieces.

Several tin cans began to play a role, some began to emit yellow smoke, some spewed red dust "poof", and some rose a pile of jelly on the spot, etc., etc., and the scene was very colorful and colorful for a while.

Fisher grinned, hehe, the non-lethal ammunition you brought this time is really colorful and diverse! The yellow one is either curry or durian, the red one is mostly chili, and the jelly is a cliché, needless to say.

The soldiers, who found that it was not a lethal weapon, actually jumped out of their bunkers again, and encountered all kinds of messy "chemical smoke" head-on, and instantly wailed.

This variety of flavors is not to be mentioned for the time being, but mixed together, Fisher does not want to test the poison himself.

"Let's go." Fisher saw a group of people rolling outside the main building, while someone on the other side had already seen the RV that Angie was pulling through the surveillance, and was mobilizing personnel to drive out to catch a wave.

When Layla heard Fisher's voice, she immediately propped up her Gauss rifle and used the sensors on the sight to link it to the tactical eyepiece, freeing her neck. The Gauss rifle was put into silent mode by her, sacrificing kinetic energy in exchange for a decibel reduction.

She opened fire in a series of fires at the door of the now useless building in the three buildings, dropping a string of decoy missiles in front of the building.

"There's a scan!" Sure enough, the soldiers who were still stationed in the same place and were not contaminated with any "biochemical gas" immediately spotted several decoy missiles fired by Layla through the tactical eyepiece, and then took the bait.

"Let's go." Fisher confirmed that the pistol was in silenced mode, pressed Harrison's shoulder, and prepared to move. Harrison hurriedly reached out and grabbed Fisher's belt, it seemed that he had seen this kind of battle for a long time.

The two of them lowered their bodies in a standard escort VIP formation and began to touch the building.

The two had just run less than twenty-five meters, when suddenly a soldier on the opposite side had a stroke of genius, and he didn't know whether it was a neck cramp or an itch in the back of his head.

"Yes......" Fisher raised his hand and shot him down, but the appearance of him shaking his limbs and falling down was seen by the other soldiers.

"Enemy attack!" One soldier shouted, and several people near him turned to look at Fisher as they raised their guns.

"Run!" Fisher turned between Harrison and the group of soldiers who were raising their guns, and gently pushed Harrison with his left hand, shouting in a low voice, while withdrawing his left hand and pressing it in front of him. Because of the small park flower platform, he couldn't shoot his feet, so he held the light shield in front of him.

Harrison kept a three-point-and-one-line path and quickly rushed towards the annex, Fisher holding his shield against his shield, while feeling the force of the impact of the bullet, and retreating as he cursed.

Although the other party was startled by a few engineering shells before, the tactical literacy shown now is not low. Fisher saw several of them shooting in turn, maintaining uninterrupted fire suppression, so that he could not spare his hands and did not dare to let go of his shield and raise his gun to return fire.

Seeing that another soldier on the other side had changed his magazine, and more soldiers on the other side heard the gunfire gradually surrounding, Fisher twitched his face and lowered his body a little in order to cover his legs that were gradually exposed because of the retreat. At the same time, he pulled out a modified smoke bomb, stuck the hook on the button in his butt pocket, and threw it over.

"Grenade!"

"Take cover!"

"Why is Grandma Li's under my feet again!!"

……

Fisher smiled, the so-called modification is just a modification in color. The exterior of the smoke grenade is painted reddish-black, which at first glance resembles a high-explosive grenade. The smoke from the smoke grenades is blended red. Fisher just randomly injected some volatile dyes.

"It's pepper again!"

"Ahh My eyes! ”

Fisher's face twitched, and he thought to himself, thank you brother for your cooperation! At the same time, he threw a few ordinary smoke bombs at his feet in front of him, shook two shots, and quickly turned around and rushed to the auxiliary building. Harrison was waving at Fisher from behind the lobby over there.