"Do you have a dynamic map of Bermuda there?" Fisher slowed down and drove slowly, honestly, in the manner of an uncle's car. If there is no situation for the time being, then you can use speed for time to provide a margin for preparation for yourself and others. It's also a great way to stay fresh.

"Give me my phone." Harrison reached through the window to Fisher's side.

Fisher raised an eyebrow, handed over the phone, and added, "Don't look at the album." ”

When Angela heard this, her face suddenly turned red, she glared at Fisher, and then turned her head, but she still couldn't hold back her eyes and looked at Harrison who was holding her phone.

Harrison took in Angela's little expression and smiled, "Let me see, menu, photo album......"

"Hey!" Fisher looked like he was about to snatch the phone back with his backhand, but Harrison immediately stepped back and let go of Fisher's arm, smiling and opening the photo album.

"Uh......" Harrison's expression froze, but it seemed to others that he had seen something very discordant.

Layla pounced on it like a kitten, and Shingen touched it like a clumsy bear.

As soon as the two looked at the photo on their phones, they immediately turned their heads away, with a disgusting expression on their faces, which was unbearable, and Layla even had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

The two hurriedly retreated.

Harrison was silent for a moment, "Where is this?" ”

Naturally, this is not a nude photo of Fisher and Angela, but a photo taken at a meat processing plant during the previous operation.

Fisher picked up the cigarette butt and threw it out the window, "in a meat factory on the outskirts of town." ”

"These are all ......" Harrison, even though he was accustomed to seeing life and death, could not help but tremble a little now when he saw such a cruel side of his own territory.

"These are not your problems, it's dark under the lights. Besides, you're not there. Where's the map? I'm in a hurry to use it, big brother. Fisher threw him a cigarette.

Harrison gathered up his emotions, picked up his phone and typed in a pause, connected a number, and entered a string of numbers and strings of data again.

"Here you go." Fisher took a look and found that a small piece of software was open on the screen of his phone, with a small "A" symbol in the upper right corner of the software, and a simple blue-green line in the middle outlining the street, with several moving red dots on it. Where Fisher and the others were located was a small white dot with a gradient logo.

One of the red dots meets Fisher's white dot counterpoint and then separates. Fisher's face did not change, and without squinting, he looked out the window with his second vision and saw that it was a police patrol car whizzing by.

"These little red dots on them are the locations of Bermuda's 'public prosecutors'?" Fisher raised an eyebrow, the dynamic map seemed much more advanced than he had imagined.

"Yes, including the location of all armed men. Each armed man will be equipped with a mobile phone and swipe his card when commuting to and from work. However, it is also convenient for superior personnel to check their location at any time, and it is more convenient to call for nearby personnel. Harrison nodded, this is also Bermuda's black technology. After all, pioneers are fugitives born, and if there is anyone who knows them better than the bribe-taker, or knows them as well as they do, it is the bribe-giver.

Similarly, if you want to ask anyone who knows them as well as the "public procuratorate and law" or knows them better than them, it is naturally those old fritters who have been following the "public procuratorate and law" for a long time.

It is precisely because of this contempt for its "enemies" that Winterfell in Bermuda has adopted a completely different approach to the traditional way of the Federal Empire.

"Is there anyone higher than me? We'd better not be seen by anyone right now. Fisher pulled the screen and found that when the little red dot was selected, basic information would appear, including name, unit, and number. He saw the "A" in the upper right corner again, "Could it be that I am 'A' level clearance, is there an 'S' or 'SS'?" ”

Harrison gave him a blank look, but Fisher didn't see it, "'A' that's what the Administrator meant, isn't it stupid?" ”

Fisher let out an "oh", thinking about how to secretly give this supreme authority.

"It seems that the situation is not bad now, the main firepower is squatting outside the main building of the administrative building, followed by several underground entrances and exits. It is about 50 meters away from the annex building. It should be that some people entered the building, and it is estimated that there were people up and down. Since the map is flat, Fisher couldn't tell which Z-axis it was.

"Who are their conductors?" Angela asked to the public.

Since they heard that Fisher and the others were already on the way to pick up, Chris and Bell were already excited to explode on the public frequency, so a few people in the car except for the few people in the car who left Xin Xuan to keep an eye on at any time, and the others withdrew from the public frequency.

"Harrison~" Bell said, and then he wanted to continue the noise, but when he heard the beep "beep", Angela had already exited the channel.

"Their conductor is Harrison B, Harrison, can you fool them in the channel." Angela turned to Harrison, who was smoking a cigarette in the window.

Harrison smiled wryly and shook his head, "I'm afraid not." Harrison B estimated that he hadn't communicated with his subordinates for a long time, so he couldn't contact him directly now, otherwise it would be too suspicious. ”

Fisher nodded and parked the car on the side of the road, "Angela cooperates with Shingen, go to the west and make some disturbances." The firepower you may suffer will be greater, so pay attention to the milk and the good faith. ”

Angela nodded. Xin Xuan clapped his hands, "I'm going to blow it up!" ”

"Don't even think about it!" X3

Fisher continued: "Layla, give you the phone, we keep the channel communicating, you find a better position and help me cover." I took Harrison into the annex and delayed them as long as I could. ”

Layla nodded, took her phone, and placed a decoy missile on her Gauss rifle. When they left the Federation, they prepared some special engineering shells for Bermuda's characteristics, which were not used as weapons of destruction. For example, the jelly bomb that Shingen used before. In the case of decoy missiles, it is like the tracer bullet fired by the captain in the old days, which is used to mark the target and firing boundary for teammates with the naked eye.

For example, the captain fired a tracer bullet and issued a password: "With tracer bullets as the boundary, the left and right flanks contract the left and right flanks of the enemy Balabala." ”

And now on the battlefield, with the popularization of tactical eyepieces, such "password tracer bombs" are no longer used, and a new type of "password tracer bullet" decoy missile has come into being. Used to mark on a soldier's tactical eyepiece.

Originally, the frequency band of the decoy missile needed to match the frequency band on the soldier's eyepiece, but this was not a problem at all, who called Fisher and the others the biggest mole in Bermuda?

Harrison suddenly felt a wind blow blowing behind him.

"Let's go." Fisher took the incapacitated magazine from Layla, took out a frontal magazine that replaced the small pistol in his hand, and put the rest in his leg pocket.

The back door was opened a little halfway so that Shingen's armor would not be exposed too much, and Harrison probed left and right, and was kicked down by Shingen.

Fisher pulled Angela's soft wattle and squeezed it gently, "Don't worry." Then he pulled his cloak and jumped out of the car.