Chapter Eighty-Nine: Soldier Assault
There are two flowers, one on each branch. Let's start with the well-armed human soldiers, armed to the teeth. They were originally patrols of the National Defence Force in Canada's Northwest Province, but were later brought in to assist in the investigation due to a large-scale paranormal event in the Arctic region of Nanuvut Province.
At first they only heard that people were missing, but later they discovered natural caves in the Arctic Circle that led to the ground, and found traces of human activity near the caves. To be on the safe side, the National Defense sent out patrols to investigate, and after the investigators discovered that there was another world in the cave, they sent some people on their way to get a deeper understanding. What was discovered by Lu Jingzhi and the others was the person who was separated from this patrol team.
The detachment was led by the detachment leader, Sergeant Muller, and the whole detachment consisted of 10 light jeeps, equipped with some old-fashioned weapons for self-defense. At first they thought it was nothing more than a valley connected by a cave, and that they had brought weapons just to guard against some wild beasts, and no one thought it was a dangerous trip.
"It's just a routine. Müller thought.
When the convoy first drove out, Müller was still thinking about getting to the end of the valley as soon as possible to prove that there was nothing here, so that he could go home early.
"Look carefully, you might find the bodies of those unlucky guys. Müller commanded. The unlucky ones are those who have been reported missing. Sure enough, after driving about 10 kilometers, I saw a corpse frozen into ice on the side of the road. Private Dyson, who was in charge of getting out of the car to observe, asked in the channel: "Boss, do you want to pry this guy out and take it?"
"No," said Müller lazily, "take him with you when you get back, and let him sleep on the ground a little longer." I don't think he's afraid of the cold if he's frozen to death, don't he? ”
"No problem, sir. Dyson let go of the body, got back into the car, and moved on.
Not long after driving, Müller suddenly heard a murmur from the radio system of the individual soldier, and turned back to Baptiste, a communications soldier next to him, and asked, "Hey, Bart, did you hear anything over there?" Bart, Baptist's nickname, and Müller pointed to the headphones on his head, meaning what was the sound here.
Baptiste put on his headphones, listened carefully for a while, shook his head, and said, "Didn't hear anything, chief." "Baptiste's headphones are in-car wireless systems, so if there is interference or a signal, Baptiste can hear it more clearly. There was no sound from him, indicating that there was a problem with Müller's man-man radio. This batch of radios is one of the 6,000 sets of individual radio equipment purchased by the government at one time last year, and in order to make the order more competitive, the supplier Cylex will definitely desperately lower the offer, and at the same time, it must be cutting corners in many places, making it difficult for users to believe how good the quality of these radios is. If the team had turned backwards at this point, they might have been able to go back unscathed, but Müller didn't take the anomaly seriously.
When the convoy had traveled about 8 kilometers further, suddenly the engine of the vehicle in which Müller was riding made an unpleasant gasping sound, like the wheezing of a dying patient. This situation is more common in new cars, but the cars that came this time are all old cars that have been used for a long time, and the reliability is quite high.
Muller snorted out of the car, scolded, "Damn it!", and then shouted over the radio: "Stop, stop." ”
"Boss, there's something wrong with my car too!" came the voice of Dai Lin, the car in front, over the radio, and suddenly, the individual radio was silent. Mueller saw Dahlin slap the car hard, jumped off it, and walked straight in front of him, "Boss, my radio is broken." ”
Mueller was shocked, and quickly asked Baptiste beside him: "Bart, look at our car radio." Bart put on the headphones, adjusted the two knobs repeatedly, raised his head and said to Mueller: "Boss, the car is also broken, there is no start-up response at all, it doesn't look like interference." He took out a mobile phone-like object from his body and said, "Our satellite communication system has no signal." ”
There are mountains all around here, and when you look back at the road, the natural cave that is the entrance has been hidden below the horizon, and all the way there are sparse shrubs and rocks, and the shadows of the mountains can be vaguely seen in the distance on both sides, and there is a large mountain in front of you.
"All of them," shouted Müller, "and there is no location or contact with the outside world, and I have reason to think that we are in danger." In accordance with the military order of Article 16, paragraph 5, the commander has the right to decide at his discretion whether or not to continue the task in the event of loss of contact, I decide, to retreat. ”
This wise decision came too late, and the engine, which had been struggling to pant just a moment earlier, was now completely still, and Meller panicked, and he was tempted to hold the engine and shake it awake. People in French-speaking Canada continue the romance of the French and think of many things as anthropomorphic. Despite all the emotions in his heart, Müller quickly made the right decision.
"Change cars, retreat. Muller pulled Baptiste and jumped into another car next to him and said, "Drive, let's go." ”
But other cars also had problems, either they didn't ignite when they ignited, or they didn't even respond to starting, and one car's engine was completely silent after two or three loud bangs.
There is a problem! Meller's heart hangs in the air, in a strange place, without contact and transportation. Fortunately, this is not a long distance, and the forced march will take more than an hour.
"Emile, Fernand, Lille, Jobest, get your gear in order, and go back out of this strange place, and see if you can call in reinforcements. Let them come in a couple of big trucks and pick us up. It's better to take a whole repair company with them and get them all the damn cars fixed. "The rest of the men and I will push the carts together and form a circular defensive formation, with those with weapons platforms inside and those without them outside. ”
Emile and Fernand had come with Müller in the French-speaking quarters, and after getting along for a long time, they had a little bit of a sense of refreshment. Hearing the leader call his name, he immediately jumped out of the car, packed up the necessary weapons and communication equipment, and was about to set off, Lille and Jobest moved a little slower. At this moment, a group of horsemen, dressed in hard leather armor and long sabers, galloped towards them at the foot of the hill ahead. It's just that these horses are a little weird, and although they run fast, they move a little stiffly.
"Wait, don't move. Muller had a bad feeling in his heart, "Dyson, go up and see what's going on." ”
Dyson is not a close confidant of Mueller, and he is somewhat at odds with Mueller, but because of his strong ability, he often carries the blackest pot. Along the way, whether it was getting out of the car to check on the corpse or going to meet the enemy, the first thing that came to Meller's mind was him. People like this tend to be the best soldiers in peacetime, but they are often the first to die on the battlefield. Hearing Muller's order, he had no choice but to pick up his gun, rushed forward, stretched out his left hand and made a stop motion, shouting: "Stop, this is the Canadian National Guard, you are being asked to stop and be checked." ”
The other party did not mean to stop, and continued to ride forward, not taking the convoy in front of him seriously at all. Startled, Dyson hurriedly jumped a few steps back, raised his gun with his right hand, and aimed it at the rider on the horse. The rider was very happy to see him jump like a monkey, and a smile spread on his ugly face, and with a slight pull of his hands, he stopped the horse. The rider on the horse, with his ugly face raised, spoke slowly and jerkyly, but it seemed that there was a language barrier, and Dyson could not understand it at all.
"Dismount," Dyson said, still pointing his gun at him with his right hand, and gesturing with his left hand to get him off his horse, "dismount and be examined." He shouted, "I don't know who you are, but I hope you can understand English, dismount, we want, check." ”
The rider on the horse seemed a little impatient, shouted a curse, slowly drew the knife from his waist, and turned back to say a word to the riders behind him. The riders behind urged their horses and circled from both sides. Seeing this, he turned his gun to the riders and said, "Stop, stop immediately." But no one paid any attention to him, but the knight in front of him, who was extremely upset when he saw that he was being ignored, swung his sword at his head. By the time Dyson found out that the other party had made a move, the knife was almost slashed into the head.
The first to react was Müller. He always felt that the other party's identity was not a legal citizen of Canada, and when he saw that the other party refused to dismount and be checked, he suddenly became suspicious, took the assault rifle in his hand, and aimed at the guy on the horse. Seeing that he raised his knife to slash at his men, he immediately opened fire, and came with a short shot, while shouting, "Free fire!" They are armed with the C7 assault rifle, which is modeled after the M4 carbine, and like the M4, it uses a NATO 5.56mm small-caliber round. The first bullet hit the rider in the chest, sending him backwards, and the second shot hit his wrist and broke one of his wristbones. Even in his position, white stubble could be seen in the exploding wounds.
The two bullets didn't seem to stop the saber from falling, and when Dyson looked back, the knife was already on top of his head. Thankfully, the kinetic energy of the bullet still worked, and the rider's knife was deflected outward, narrowly grazing the tip of his nose and flying past him, not hurting him.
Dyson quickly turned the gun back and pulled the trigger on the rider. The biggest difference between the C7 and the M4 is that it does not have a burst of 3 rounds, and if you pull the trigger, you can shoot 30 rounds of ammunition in your hand at once. The cavalry company on the horse was shot 5 or 6 times, shook its body several times, and fell directly from its horse. But the next moment of events scared Dyson to death, and the rider actually got up again.
How will Dyson face this unbeatable monster? Will the Mueller squad be able to go back safely? I want to know what happens next, and let's see how it will break down next time.