The Frog Lake Resort became a battleground. After the SWAT officers had conquered the outermost buildings, the gangsters began to fight back. Although the police dispatched several hundred police officers and a special police brigade, the gangsters relied on the favorable terrain to bring great difficulties to the police's operations.

SWAT officers used police attack robots, a tracked firepower platform for urban warfare. On the gangster side, defensive machine batteries were placed in advance, and each villa was held as a fortress.

While there was a fierce shootout between police and bandits, the air power of the police force was also involved. A squadron of SWAT officers tried to enter the villa through the roof, but was also met with a strong counterattack. Apparently the gangsters had learned their lesson and placed heavy firepower on the rooftops and in the attics, making it difficult for the airborne SWAT officers.

O'Neal rubbed his bald head with both hands, dandruff falling on the smooth tabletop. "Damn! Damn it! There is a discrepancy in the intelligence, why do they have such strong firepower? ”

"Captain, we've got twenty officers wounded." O'Neill's assistant, the deputy head of the Drug Enforcement Division, said from the makeshift command vehicle.

"Call for help from headquarters. I don't believe those guys have unlimited ammunition! O'Neill slammed his hands into fists on the table.

"Captain, the headquarters has just said that it will take thirty minutes for the troops who can come to support it to arrive."

"Pay attention to casualties and have the robot install a riot shield to cooperate with the SWAT team. Let's see if there are any blind spots in those villas. O'Neill ordered, and the virtual screen in front of him showed a top-down view of the current Frog Lake resort, with each officer's location marked by a blue point of light, and the gang's firepower point marked by a red point of light.

At this time, Van Dihair was using his mobile phone to direct his subordinates in each villa, and at the same time was discussing countermeasures with several other gangsters. He naturally knew that he would not last long if he continued like this. Although they can suppress the police with strong firepower for a while, the police will be like locusts and will constantly surround them. Slowly consume them to death.

Jeffrey and Keppel are in two other villas. They had already placed a large number of weapons and ammunition in the villas in the entire villa area when they first came to Frog Lake, and although those villas were wooden structures, they used specially treated star wood, which was as hard as a steel plate, and could prevent fire and moisture, ensuring the use of wooden villas for two hundred years.

Of course, at present, the most lacking manpower of several gangsters is manpower. There are currently less than fifty of them. Although each villa still relies on the automatic machine guns that have been placed in the front as the main firepower, the SWAT officers are not vegetarians.

More than a dozen tracked robots with transparent bulletproof shields drove out, a simple robot propelled by two triangular tracks, a sturdy body, and two very useful simulated manipulators, which could be used as long as it was a weapon that SWAT team members could use. Although it looks a bit bulky and the fastest speed is about the same as that of a 100-meter runner, its versatility and stability have been recognized by the Force.

As soon as those tracked robots appeared, the machine guns on the second floor of several villas opened fire. Several of the tracked robots, although they blocked some of the attacks with their shields, were hit by machine gun bullets that came diagonally from the other side. After being punched a few holes in his body. The robots stopped in place, emitting black smoke.

However, there were about ten robots that adjusted the direction of their shields, took care of each other's attacks from different directions, and survived the fire of those machine guns.

After the crawler robot stood firm, dozens of special police officers wearing bulletproof combat uniforms appeared from behind the police car, and some bipedal robots. SWAT officers bent over and shot at the windows of the villa under the cover of bulletproof shields, suppressing the gangsters who could rise at any moment.

The bipedal robot has a spherical body and two elongated mechanical feet. They are like big iron balls with two crane's feet. A laser launcher rises above its circular body, firing red beams at the frantically firing cannons.

These red laser beams can ignite the steel plate instantaneously. Under their illumination, the fixed shelves of the laser cannons in several villas were burned out, and two laser cannons were directly irradiated, and the body of the guns exploded like cannonballs.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! With the efforts of the long-legged robots, the machine guns lost their effectiveness one by one, and the pressure on the SWAT team members was also much lighter.

Just when the police felt that the big picture was decided. Two grenades with white smoke tails were fired from each of the two villas. A grenade the size of a canned could bouncing off the ground and rolling two meters in front of the tracked robot.

Airplanes~! Airplanes~!

A low chirp, like a sonic boom that quickly skimmed. The blue lightning ball only appeared for a thousandth of a second, but it temporarily made an indelible bright spot appear on the retinas of all the SWAT officers and police officers who saw it. This is a transient visual disturbance caused by too strong light entering the retina.

"Damn!" O'Neill took the headset off and slammed it to the ground. The headset was smashed to pieces.

"Captain, me. We ......"

"Who is in charge of intelligence? Why do those guys have magnetstorm grenades? How did they get this thing? O'Neill slammed the table in a frenzied rage, and the command car shook by him.

But now no one cares about the car shock, because of the power of the two magnetic storm grenades, almost all the electronic equipment of the police and SWAT is gone. Even the communicator for the call was no longer working, and the commander and the team were all out of touch.

The SWAT officers, who were still on the front lines, hiding behind bulletproof shields, discovered that the robots they had just been their companions were now a pile of scrap metal. The bipedal robot will no longer fire lasers, and the tracked robot will gradually lower its bulletproof shield.

With the ballistic shield lowered, the SWAT team members were exposed to the fire of the gangsters. The rampant use of automatic rifles and machine guns has left the SWAT officers in body armor with nowhere to hide, and even if the body armor can block a few shots, it looks so thin under the dense rain of bullets.

The captain of the SWAT team widened his eyes as he watched his teammates blood stain the ground red under the rain of bullets in front of them. With a walkie in his hand, he shouted loudly, "Retreat!" Give me a retreat! ”

But the SWAT officers never heard his orders and remained steadfast. (To be continued.) )