The patrol car was parked fifty meters away from the entrance to the Silver Ball base. Some experienced officers had already wondered whether there would be a bomb on the car, and they had summoned electronic experts to scan the car with special equipment.

Luckily, there didn't seem to be any damage to the patrol car, except for the disappearance of the anti-aircraft guns, and there were no bombs or other traps. In addition to the two fighters in the cab and the two shooters on top, there were also two corpses stuffed in the back compartment of the car, both of which were fighters who went out with the car. Most of the ammunition inside the wall is well preserved, except for some high-explosive machine shells, and I don't know if they were fired or taken away. Counting the number, the number of anti-aircraft aircraft shells is not very few, that is, two or three hundred rounds.

By the time Emma and Le Daste arrived, the patrol car had been pulled aside, and the bodies of six soldiers lay side by side on the ground. More than a dozen fighters swam around with guns and laid a cordon.

Emma threw the cigarette butt to the ground and ran it over with her boot a few times, saying, "See? This is our high-level high-ranking title of warrior sheep. ”

Three of the six fighters lying on the ground were elite fighters who had reached different titles of senior and high-level titles, and the others were all at the level of intermediate and advanced level or above. These warriors and officers were among the trump cards of Emma's men. However, these powerful warriors were lying quietly at the moment, and the broken banker's military uniform could barely cover the big hole in his chest. The same was true for several other fighters, each with a huge bullet hole that was extremely conspicuous.

Le Daster wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled reluctantly: "It looks like the other party is an excellent sniper." "It's not just good." Emma replied coldly.

Le Daster shrugged and said, "But I've heard that ace snipers like to fight their eyebrows." "His gun is different, if you hit the eyebrows, you will blow the whole head off." Emma looked at Le Daste and after a moment continued, "He doesn't make a head, so that we can see the expressions of these people before they die. ”

Looking at those frightened, shocked, confused, or dazed faces, Le Daster suddenly felt that the muscles on his face were very sore, and he could no longer laugh. The huge bullet holes with a diameter of more than ten centimeters were so shocking that Le Daste even had the illusion that those bullet holes had moved to his body, and the bullet holes passed through in the night wind, bringing a chill to the heart. The light of the searchlight, illuminating the six corpses, looked extremely pale and dazzling at the moment.

All of them! The sound of thunder suddenly rang out, spreading rapidly in the open wilderness, and the aftermath of the sound of the gun echoed among the tall buildings of the Silver Ball Base.

"Someone attacked!" As soon as she heard the sound of the gun, Emma reacted immediately. He lunged sideways, holding Le Daester firmly underneath him. It's just that he understands Zhang Yuan's gun, since he heard the sound of gun, it means that it's too late, and any action Emma makes with instinct can't play any role.

The searchlight on the upper floor emitted a puff of white smoke and went out. The veteran's body with the searchlight was pierced by a high-explosive bullet. It nearly broke his waist, and the other shaved off half of his head and shot out the searchlight on his head.

Soldiers in their thirties sat under the searchlight, as if they hadn't understood what was happening before them. Hot blood ran down his head, down his face, and into his clothes, sticky and uncomfortable. The recruit was not injured, and on his head was the blood of the veterans, and perhaps the flesh.

The soldier suddenly remembered what the veteran had just said that being able to do nothing all day long was the greatest happiness. It was then that fear came to him, and he suddenly crouched on the ground, clutched his head tightly, and began to cry hysterically.

In the darkness of the night, the large ball of fire erupting from the mouth of the machine gun was so striking that it was impossible to hide it. The experienced warriors of the Silver Globe Army spewed out long tongues of fire from their weapons almost without thinking. Their instinctive reflexes are very fast, and their unaimed shots are quite level, but the effect is almost non-existent. The reason is simple: the effective range of their automatic weapons is hardly more than a kilometer, and the range of the attacker in the distance is more than a kilometer.

The night was dark, the only searchlight was turned out, and although there was a spare searchlight, no one dared to turn it on. The distance between the firing position and the searchlight was more than 1,000 meters, but it was hit by a single shot, which shows the strength of the opponent.

A dozen soldiers hunched over and fanned out towards the firing position of the anti-aircraft gun. But the Captain's order was stopped by Emma. He deeply understands Zhang Yuan's gunning method, and also knows Zhang Yuan's horror in the dark, so many people can only be sent to death in the past.

And the armor of the villain patrol car simply could not stop the fire of the powerful gun. Transferring people from the base, or even transferring chariots out, Zhang Yuan didn't know where to run for a long time.

Emma stood up, and Le Daester managed to get up. Le Daster habitually wanted to complain about something, but saw Emma staring at one place with blazing eyes. He followed Emma's line of sight and saw the patrol car that had returned late. The heavy machine gun on top of the patrol villain's chariot has been removed and replaced with a crude and tattered modified rifle.

Emma boarded the patrol car, removed the modified rifle, and watched closely. The gun had a surprisingly long pipe, but the body guard was in pieces, and the pipe and machine were covered with scratches.

The power is large enough, the structure is simple enough, and the trajectory is quite stable, which may be the only advantage of this step. As an expert in guns, Emma couldn't imagine that with this tattered rifle that was not worth 300 yuan, Zhang Yuan killed Brunei under their noses, and forced the team with a clear division of labor, advanced equipment and excellent ability to retreat.

Emma raised her gun and made an aiming motion, looking through the simplest of rulers and crosshairs, all she could see was the vague outline of the building hidden by the night. With such a primitive sight, will it be possible to hit a target more than a thousand meters away?

"Let's go back." Emma dropped her pistol and said to Le Daester. Whether there are intruders or not, it doesn't matter anymore. Emma has always been very clear that Zhang Yuan's target at that time was not him, and the only reason was that he was not in the ranks.

After returning to the headquarters, Le Daster wanted to go back to his apartment on the fifth floor to rest, but he didn't expect Emma to follow. He threw himself heavily into the couch outside and said coldly, "Your couch here is more comfortable than my bed." ”

Le Daster peeked out of the bedroom and said, "Girl, at least you should take a shower." Now your taste is heavy! ”

Emma's body seemed to be loaded with a spring, and she bounced off the sofa with a bang: "Aha! That's what you asked for, and the water bill will be on your bill! Ledaster looked at his watch and said, "But you only have five minutes." After five minutes, I'll cut off the cold water. ”

Five minutes later, Emma walked out of the bathroom with a rising heat, with only a large bath towel around her waist, and her strong, beautiful and curvaceous body radiated endless charm.

Sitting on the single sofa with a cup of coffee in his hand, Le Daster looked at Emma and said, "The skin is nice and smooth." Emma's face did not change at all, and she knew that the old fellow was like her own father, appreciative and loving to herself, and had no other thoughts. Moreover, now in the face of a terrible enemy, her mood could not be cheerful.

In the evening, Emma went back to her bedroom to rest, while in the office, Le Daster stood in the steaming bathroom, humming a ditty, foaming all over her face, and carefully shaving in front of the mirror. It took nearly ten minutes for Le Daste to finish his beard, put on his bathrobe, and go into the bedroom. As a Ledaster who has always been mixed in with the high-level aristocracy of the human race, he has always cared about his appearance.