Chapter 253 (1/2)

The streamlined steel shell is like a future warrior coming out of a science fiction blockbuster. The high-speed rotation of the trigonometric barrel, in the moonlight, exudes a cold light.

”Hidden --”

As he roared, Grice tumbled to one side of the bunker.

Just as soon as his back was attached to the concrete wall, a storm of bullets came.

Kramer, who is closest to Jiangchen, has no room to dodge. He keeps his frightened look and is dismembered into pieces by dozens of ballistic lines. Three CIA agents who couldn't dodge were also killed under the fire net.

The firelight from the muzzle of the gun polished the armor, and CIA agents hiding around the factory started pulling out their rifles to fight back. However, the sporadic bullets nailed to the C-type plastic steel armor of T-3 was as weak as scratching, leaving only a series of rattling noises, and could not even leave a single dent on the armor shell.

This is technology generation difference!

With the lethality of individual weapon in the world, if it was not for heavy anti equipment sniper rifle or vehicle mounted heavy machine gun, it would not pose any threat to T-3, which inherited the highest level of airborne power armor before the war. If it's a marine powered armor, I'm afraid only the main gun of M1 tank can see it.

Just at the moment when EMP thunder and smoke bomb were dropped, Jiang Chen went straight through to the end of the world. Long before he came here, he moved to the armory in eschatology. Through the end of his life, he directly put on the power armor that was stopped at hand, and then returned to this side.

Under the cover of smoke. CIA's people naturally can't see his series of actions. In their eyes, the power armor seems to appear out of thin air, but they will be a ghost expression.

Jiang Chen, dressed in power armor, is like a devil coming out of the abyss. They destroyed their inner defense with fire.

”I was shot! Medic

”Tom is down! Damn it

”What the hell is this?! God, stop him The voice seemed to be crying.

”...”

the cement was splashing around, Grice was clinging to the wall, and the explosion of machine gun almost made him lose his hearing.

”Smoke bomb!”

With a roar, he pulled the smoke bomb from his waist and threw it out of the shelter. At the same time, the cat moved to his teammate's position.

”Switch thermal imaging!”

”Yes.”

The nine surviving CIA agents replaced their sight glasses in the slot of their assault rifles, then leaned out of their bunkers and aimed at the center of the smoke.

At this moment, however, they were all stunned.

There was a white fog in the sight glass, nothing to see!

In the middle of the smoke, Jiang Chen's mouth grins, and a series of red spots float on the retina.

”Crazy!”

Put the revolver away. He pulled out the tactical rifle from his waist.

The agents, who had reached out of the bunker to fight back, had no time to respond. A few bullets opened their heads.

At the cost of two lives, CIA agents had to retract the bunker again and poke their rifles out of the bunker to fight back sporadically.

”Damn it, it's lost at the critical moment. Mom, wait for me to go back. Look, I don't put your skull in the toilet. ”

Secretly scolded Zhang Youjie, who was in charge of logistics, Grice Grice tore down the thermal imaging sight.

Fear filled his whole body, and the facial muscles of the hungry wolf were extremely twisted.

It's been a long time since I realized this feeling, the feeling of adrenaline secretion.

One pulled off the walkie talkie hanging on the tactical vest. Grice yelled at it with his voice: ”group A and group B are under attack. The enemy's firepower is too strong, and the operation is failed. Repeat, the action failed

However, there was no response from the other end of the walkie talkie.

Grice froze.

It's not just thermal imaging. Even the walkie talkie is out of order. It's like an unknown force that destroyed all the electronics.

His comrade in arms reached out his rifle to fight back. However, he could not hear the sound of the gun.

As the cement chipped through his cheek, he pulled out his holographic sight.

There is no red dot on the screen. It's also broken.

Inexplicable fear could not help but fill his whole body, Grice's eyes were round, white eyes covered with blood.

An asymmetric war.

Unarmed individual armor, a mysterious weapon that destroys all electronic equipment in an instant. Who are they?! It can't be a PLA! China can not have such military technology!

From Afghanistan to Iraq, Grice, a hungry wolf, is used to appreciating the fear on the enemy's face. Using laser guidance marks, and then watching those rubbish running away under the fire of AC-130, laughing at those who didn't even know what thermal imaging is, woodlouse desperately went to drill in the grass, trying to avoid the harvest of the death of the air.However, he never thought that he would be one of his own.

... no, it can't be described as war. It's a massacre!

At this time, the warm blood splashed his face, interrupted his momentary hesitation.

Looking up, I saw that before the second is still shooting back at his comrades, has lost his head.