The sleek steel shell looked like a futuristic warrior from a sci-fi movie. The triangular gun barrel that rotated at high speed exuded a chilling aura under the moonlight.
"Take cover!"
At the same time, Gris was the first to roll to the side of the bunker.
Just as his back touched the concrete wall, a storm of bullets whistled through the air.
Grim, who was closest to Jiang Chen, had no room to dodge. He maintained his horrified expression as he was dismembered into pieces by the bullets. The three CIB agents who couldn't dodge in time also died under the net of bullets.
The muzzle light illuminated the armor as the CIB agents hiding around the factory began to fire back. However, the sporadic bullets nailed onto the C-type plastic steel armor of the T-3 were powerless as if they were scratching an itch. They only left a series of crisp banging sounds and could not even leave the slightest dent on the armor shell.
This was the difference in technology!
With the lethality of individual weapons in the modern world, unless it was a heavy anti-material sniper rifle or a heavy machine gun, it would be impossible to pose any threat to the T-3 that inherited the highest level of airborne power armor before the war. If it was a land-type power armor, only the main cannon of the M1 tank could pose a threat to it.
Just as he dropped the EMP grenade and smoke grenade, Jiang Chen traveled back to the apocalypse. Before he came here, he moved to the armory in the apocalypse. He traveled back to the apocalypse, put on the power armor beside him, and then returned to this side.
With the cover of the smoke, the CIB obviously couldn't see his series of actions. In their eyes, this power armor seemed to have appeared out of thin air, and they looked like they had seen a ghost.
Jiang Chen, in the power armor, was like a devil walking out of the abyss as he used firepower to completely destroy their psychological defense.
"I'm shot! Medic! "
"Tom is down! Dammit! "
"What the hell is this?! God, make him stop! "The voice sounded like it was about to cry.
"…"
Concrete splattered everywhere as Griss stuck close to the wall. The explosion of the machine gun almost made him lose his hearing.
"Smoke grenade!"
With a roar, he pulled out a smoke grenade from his waist and threw it out of cover. At the same time, he crouched and moved toward his teammates.
"Switch to thermal imaging!"
"Roger that."
The remaining nine CIB agents changed the scopes on their assault rifles and peeked out from behind cover to aim at the center of the smoke.
However, at this moment, they were all stunned.
There was nothing but white mist in the scope. He couldn't see anything!
Jiang Chen, in the middle of the smoke, grinned as a series of red dots appeared on his retina.
"Berserk!"
He put away the revolver and pulled out the tactical rifle at his waist.
The agents who had peeked out from behind cover and were ready to return fire had no time to react. A few bullets had already blown off two of their heads.
After paying the price of two lives, the CIB agents had no choice but to retreat behind cover and return fire with their rifles.
"Damn it, I dropped the ball at such a crucial moment. Damn it, when I get back, I'll stuff your skull into the toilet. "
Griss cursed Zhang Youjie, who was in charge of logistics, and pulled off the thermal imaging scope.
Fear filled his body as the muscles on the hungry wolf's face twisted.
It had been a long time since he experienced this feeling. This was the feeling of adrenaline.
Griss pulled off the intercom on his tactical vest as he screamed at the top of his lungs, "Team A and Team B are under attack. The enemy's firepower is too strong. Operation failed. I repeat, operation failed! "
But there was no response from the other side of the intercom.
Griss was stunned.
Not only the thermal imaging, but even the intercom was malfunctioning. It was as if an unknown force had destroyed all the electronic equipment.
The comrade next to him fired back, but he could no longer hear the gunshots.
He allowed the concrete shards to cut his face as he took out the holographic scope.
There was no red dot on the screen as it was also broken.
An inexplicable fear filled his body. Griss's eyes widened as the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
An asymmetric war.
Invulnerable armor, mysterious weapons that could destroy all electronic devices in an instant. Who were they?! There was no way they were from the PLA! Hua didn't have this kind of military technology!
From Afghanistan to Iraq, Griss, as a hungry wolf, was used to enjoying the fear on the enemy's face. He would mark them with lasers, then watch the garbage flee under the firepower of the AC-130. He would laugh at the bumpkins who didn't even know what thermal imaging was as they desperately crawled into the bushes in an attempt to avoid the harvest of the Grim Reaper …
However, he had never thought that one day, he would be the one being hunted.
… No, it couldn't be described as a war anymore. It was a massacre!
At this moment, warm blood splashed on his face, interrupting his momentary hesitation.
He looked up and saw that the comrade who was firing back a second ago had lost his head.
In just two minutes, only five of the twenty CIB elites transferred from Iraq were left.
"Retreat! All retreat! " Griss, who recognized the situation, roared. He took out the grenade and stuffed it into his weapon before he fired into the smoke.
After the explosion, he didn't care if it was an effective hit. He buried his head and quickly fled to the back door of the garment factory.
The grenade exploded on the shoulder of Jiang Chen's power armor. The shrapnel scraped against the outer shell of the armor and made a piercing sound. However, Jiang Chen only shook a little and wasn't affected at all.
He allowed the desire to tear his heart apart to expand as he fired with his tactical rifle while heading straight to the CIB agents' position. His pupils suddenly contracted as his eyes immediately locked onto a red dot. Just as the person peeked out of cover, he pulled the trigger and killed him without any suspense.
Considering that they wouldn't encounter armored forces and the covert nature of their operation, the CIB agents didn't carry heavy equipment such as anti-tank rockets.
The anti-infantry grenades and grenades alone couldn't cause any damage to the power armor!
"You want to escape?" Jiang Chen sneered as he looked mockingly at the four CIB agents who began to retreat. He deactivated fury and walked to the door with his rifle.
…
From the moment the gunshot sounded two minutes ago, the two people standing guard at the door realized something was wrong. They took out the rifles hidden in their jackets and began to be on high alert.
With the loss of communication, they were completely clueless about what happened inside the factory.
"Sh * t, boss, what happened inside?" Seeing Griss running over with his rifle in a sorry state, Ryan, who was standing guard at the door, cursed and hurriedly went up to him.
"Idiot, get in the car!"
Griss grabbed the idiot who was running towards him and shoved him towards the van.
It was the first time he saw such a pathetic expression on a hungry wolf's face. Ryan, who realized the severity of the situation, didn't dare to say anything else as he immediately sat in the driver's seat.
The other agents also quickly boarded the van.
"What about the communication device in the car?" Griss asked while breathing heavily.
“Nice！ Everything is normal … Sh * t! No signal. "The agent sitting in the back punched the door.
“Fuck！” Griss cursed as he glanced outside the window. Seeing that the metal puppet didn't chase out, he let out a sigh of relief.
[The metal puppet must have a weakness, such as poor mobility?]
The car had already started, and he couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. He just wanted to leave this area as soon as possible and send this explosive intelligence back to the CIA headquarters in Virginia.
Compared to the drone's source code, the metal puppet and the mysterious weapon that instantly paralyzed the electronic equipment of the entire team were more shocking! If the equipment came from the organization behind the man named Jiang Chen, then the CIB would have to reformulate their strategy against the mysterious organization.
Just as he was about to relax a little, he heard the driver's scream in his ear.
“WTF！ What is that! "
About four disc-shaped aircraft appeared in front of the car window. Under the discs, there were black muzzles …
Cold sweat dripped from the driver's forehead as he stepped on the gas pedal, although he knew it was too late.
Flames flashed, and the muzzles below the Hummingbird drones spat out bullets.
Without any time to react, the CIB agent in the car was killed by the bullets.
…
Poor mobility? Griss was overthinking.
The reason why he didn't want to wear the power armor out of the factory was purely for confidentiality reasons. With such a large target, it was obviously not a wise move to expose it outside. Although it was in the wilderness and there shouldn't be anyone else around, it was always better to be careful.
After returning to the apocalypse, he took off the power armor in the arsenal and traveled back to the modern world.
He scanned the outside of the factory with the radio life detection device. When he saw the only red dot, he grinned and took out his PK2000 from the storage dimension. He carried it on his shoulder and slowly walked to the van with shattered glass on the ground.
Blood seeped out of the door and flowed to the ground.
Red and white mixed together and stuck to the windows and seats.
Looking at the tragic scene in the van, Jiang Chen was speechless, but he didn't have the slightest sympathy.
After retrieving the Hummingbird drone, he dragged Griss, who had been shot several times and was on the verge of death, from the passenger seat to the concrete floor. He then took out a hemostasis spray from his pocket and sprayed it on Griss's wounds.
At this time, Griss was covered in blood, and the ferocity and calmness of the past were nowhere to be seen.
Rather than a hungry wolf, it was more appropriate to describe him as a dead dog.
"You can't speak?" Jiang Chen looked down at him, kicked his arm, and said with a mischievous smile.
"I … won't. I'll tell you where the hostage is. Just wait to collect your little girlfriend's body." Griss stared into Jiang Chen's eyes as blood foamed at the corner of his mouth. He stuttered.
"Hehe, that's not necessarily true." Jiang Chen took out a recording pen from his pocket and threw it on Griss's body.
Just as Griss looked at his actions in confusion, Jiang Chen grinned and said.
"I ask, you answer."
In his hand, there was a truth-telling serum.
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