Liszt's gaze swept over the scene that had fallen silent, and the Winchester M1887 shotgun in his hand snapped the lever and was reloaded by him. As an elite, he has his own pride, and this pride can explode in chaos and become unexpected leadership, even the old Bunard and Sofitel next to him looked at him with slightly surprised eyes, but did not interrupt his next words.

"If you don't want to die, then hurry up and enter that supermarket!"

Slowly sweeping past the group of American soldiers who were looking at him in a daze, Liszt pointed to the supermarket behind him with his thumb. This temporary fortification, built with a large number of sandbags, can even be said to be a temporary stronghold. If it is crowded, even hundreds of people can squeeze in, and all kinds of rifles and light machine guns are in place, then it is a strong infantry pillbox, and what can be done if a group of deathclaws come?

"Damn, what are you guys still doing in a daze, obey Mr. Liszt's command, and immediately enter the supermarket to build their own defense lines based on the class!"

Looking at the group of soldiers who subconsciously obeyed Liszt, but still looked a little confused, Sofitel, as the commander of Company E, immediately stood up, pulled the collar of the soldier just now, looked at the dazed and frightened on his face with anger, and at the same time pointed to the nearby squad leaders and scolded angrily: Hurry up and take your soldiers in, and if you find that group of monsters, you will shoot at me, do you want to leave the rifle in your hand for your mother to self-weigh at night? ”

The lights of the tactical flashlight have all been turned on, and there are many people in the entire E Company who carry this tactical item that belongs to the optional category. A large amount of light formed countless beams of light, sweeping the entire supermarket and the dense bushes and trees. And in the end, there were people who gritted their teeth and roared aimlessly into the depths of the woods, hoping to kill the terrifying monster that was faintly exposed in the pillar of light in the woods and bushes.

As the order was issued, the panicked soldiers gradually calmed down, quickly took their weapons and followed the leadership of their respective squad leaders into the supermarket, which had already become a temporary defensive base, and set up rifles and light machine guns to form deadly fire points. And Liszt couldn't help but nod when he saw all this, it is quite worthy of recognition that a long-trained soldier can quickly recover his combat effectiveness from fear. And he turned his head to look at Sofitel and asked, "Company Commander Sofitel, I don't know if you have the flare?" ”

"Flares? That kind of thing though said it's in stock..."

But Sofitel's brows couldn't help frowning tightly, the M4A1 assault rifle in his hand was clenched subconsciously, and the expression on his face was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. Especially looking at the light of the beams of tactical flashlights around him, which flickered ridiculously like searchlights on the stage, he couldn't help but clench his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, if I knew that this was the case, I should have arranged for those machine gun deputies to bring some!" ”

"It was my mistake, this kind of thing should have been thought of by me, but now that I think about it, the battle plan we thought about before we entered this small city was very rough."

Old Bunard slowly stood up and took the initiative to take Sofitel's words, especially when he swept the slightly orderly scene, but his old face was also full of anger. The tactical flashlight in his left hand swept over the woods and dense bushes with his gaze, and the AKS-74U short assault rifle tucked under his armpit did not move, and the old Bunard only slowly narrowed his eyes and let out a disdainful sneer: "Quell the riots of racist thugs? What a ridiculous order! ”

Softly snorting between his snorts, Liszt also understood the meaning of old Buenard's words. Because when he woke up in the morning, he was also informed that racists had rioted from the march, and even gradually evolved into a group of thugs fishing in troubled waters, and robbed the city everywhere, robbery with knives and other bad incidents. If it weren't for the troops entering the city and the callousness with which he shot at the gangsters, he would have believed the report at the time.

But even if you believe it, I am afraid that things have become clear by now, how can the death claw, which was developed as a biological weapon, be racist, and how can it evolve into the so-called burglary and knife robbery? If it was an ordinary ordinary person, even if it was a group of policemen, if they were encountered by that deathclaw, it would be the result of a massacre, and it could only be suppressed by military troops equipped with a large number of heavy weapons. Even now, this group of E Company soldiers, who are more light infantry, can only choose to hold on to avoid being hunted like a hunt in the face of a dozen deathclaws in the face of a covert sneak attack.

Now for the U.S. Federation, it can be regarded as a peaceful era, and this kind of riots caused by racists can be solved by the local police mobilizing a large number of special police, not to mention the National Guard, which is no less than the ordinary army, and is even better at solving this kind of thing. Letting a 16th Mechanized Brigade that is responsible for breaking through enemy lines or going head-to-head with the enemy in wartime deal with it is no different from bombing a low-cost tent with expensive missiles, and it is impossible for the brigade commander Bunar and other middle- and low-level commanders to let their guard down, and most of the ordinary items are not distributed to the soldiers.

"It just so happened that I had it, but I didn't expect it to be able to be used here."

Liszt's hand slowly withdrew from the backpack behind him, looking at the embarrassment on the faces of old Bunard and Sofitel, he didn't say much, because they really can't be blamed for their carelessness, the order given to them by the US Federal Military Command didn't even say much about the second paragraph. A small flare gun appeared in his hand, and at the same time shoved a thick flare into it, he pulled the trigger diagonally above the woods and bushes, and said softly, "It's time for us to leave." ”

"Bang - Hiss ........."

The flare rushed into the sky with the firing of the flare gun, with the sound of burning violently, and then turned into a blazing white light that suddenly exploded at an altitude of more than ten meters. Magnesium powder and aluminum powder and other metal combustibles and other oxides, adhesives, etc., quickly absorb the oxygen in the surrounding air, hundreds of thousands of degrees of high temperature in a short period of time into a blazing light source, just like a small sun rushed towards the sky, and as the range of the fixed-point, the small parachute at the tail directly opened, slowly falling towards the ground, exuding that dazzling light, even the gray fog can not be stopped.

And when the light of the flare appeared, Liszt, old Bunnard, and Sofitel also quickly turned around and retreated towards the supermarket. More than a dozen E Company soldiers with M4A1 assault rifles also guarded them, and when they saw the face of old Bunal, their eyes widened in surprise, because they didn't realize in the darkness that this old man in ordinary uniform was actually the supreme commander of their 16th Mechanized Brigade!

"Enemy spotted at 6 o'clock, enemy spotted at 8 o'clock, the number is unknown!"

On the makeshift fortifications on the perimeter of the supermarket, two M249 light machine guns have been firmly erected on sandbags, one on the left and one on the right, forming a standard crossfire point. And with the order of the squad leader in charge of observation, the muzzle flame spewed out and flew the bushes more than ten meters away and the grove more than thirty meters away. The flares in the sky were still staggering and slowly falling, but the surrounding terrain of hundreds of meters had already been seen clearly, and even the originally extremely dense gray fog had quietly dissipated for most of it at some point, and there was not much obstacle to the close vision within three or five hundred meters.

"The fog has lifted? For us, that's really the only good thing! ”

Old Bunal stood at the door of the supermarket with a solemn face, the AKS-74U short assault rifle in his hand was already held in his chest, at this time he was not only the supreme commander of the 16th Mechanized Brigade, but also a fighter capable of fighting. But his gaze swept slightly upwards over the flare that had fallen more than ten meters high, and there was a little more haze in the solemnity on his face, gritting his teeth slightly, he turned his head to Liszt and asked slowly: "How many flares do you have?" ”

"How much? I really haven't counted them carefully. Slowly taking the bulging backpack behind him, Lees handed the backpack directly to Sofitel next to him, his eyes swept over the gradually falling flares, and it seemed that he would continue to return to the darkness in five seconds. But a stout flare appeared in his hand again, lightly stuffed into the flare gun, Liszt raised his hand and pulled the trigger directly, and as the dazzling light reappeared above his head, he nodded lightly and said: "But thanks to my fact that I am in charge of logistics in the Hunting Association, I am carrying about seventy flares now." ”

Sofitel opened her backpack and saw boxes of brand new flares inside, as well as a number of standard 30-round magazines for AKS-74U short assault rifles and 12-gauge smokeless arrow shotguns for Winchester M1887 shotguns. He even found a few energy bars and chocolates inside, Sofitel slowly closed the backpack, and there was already a little admiration in her tone: "Mr. Liszt, your preparation is really quite comprehensive. ”

"General Bunal, Commander Sofitel, there are a lot of dead friendly corpses in the supermarket!"

A heavily armed soldier walked out of the supermarket with a little panic and panic on his face. When he saw Old Bunard and Sofitel, he slowly calmed down, saluted hard, and then turned his head to look at the supermarket, slowly swallowed and spit, and said in disbelief: "All of them are from our 16th Mechanized Brigade, it seems that they should be soldiers of F Company, I can't believe what happened to them before they died." ”

PS: Thank you for your tips~ I'll arrange them one by one, thank you very much for your tips, but there are too many people, and it's too much if they all are placed at the end of the chapter, so I'll list a separate chapter, hehe, thank you~~~