Urban Black Technology Boss

Following Tang Long's order, the robot army was dispatched as a whole, flying towards their different targets under the cover of night.

The first unlucky person was the sentinel on the roof of the three-story building. This person was shot in the head with a sniper rifle by a robot soldier in the distance, and fell silently in a pool of blood.

Seeing the sentinel fell to the ground on the mobile phone monitoring screen, Tang Long immediately waved his hand to the back, and a group of robot soldiers followed him, quickly running towards the courtyard wall of the house.

Tang Long took a deep breath, exerted force on the soles of his feet, and tapped his toes on the wall twice. He rose into the air and jumped up to the top of the three-meter-high wall in an instant.

He turned his head and looked around, and found that the rebels at the gate of the yard hadn't noticed any movement on the wall.

At this time, all 15 robots of team A were in place. Except for ten robots squatting on the wall, the other robots had already climbed to the roof of the third floor.

Tang Long inserted the gun back to his waist, stood against the wall of the third floor, jumped up with his legs instantly, grabbed the edge of the balcony on the third floor with his right hand, turned over and climbed onto the balcony.

Judging from the footage sent back by the drone just now, there are two people locked in the small room on the right side of the third floor.

These two people squatted on the ground with their arms tightly behind their backs, as if they were tied up. They looked like they should be hostages, and Song Mingcheng should be among them.

In the hall on the left are six rebel soldiers, all carrying rifles.

If you want to enter the room on the right, you must first kill the rebels in the hall.

Tang Long waved to the robot soldiers on the roof, and five robot soldiers climbed down silently.

He made a kicking motion towards the living room door, and then took a step back.

Two robot soldiers kicked open the door of the living room at the same time, and the other three robots rushed in with submachine guns.

Da da da! ...

Together with Tang Long, five robot soldiers shot wildly at the rebels in the hall.

The bullets poured out like a violent storm, instantly smashing the six rebel soldiers inside into sieves.

Hearing the gunfire upstairs, the rebel soldiers downstairs and in the yard shouted loudly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

At this time, the ten robot soldiers squatting on the wall also opened fire first.

The shouting in the yard stopped abruptly.

In less than ten seconds, four rebel soldiers had fallen in a pool of blood.

Tang Long rushed into the hall on the third floor and ordered to the robot soldiers: "Cooperate with the soldiers outside and clean up the rebel soldiers downstairs!"

Without saying a word, the robot soldier rushed directly to the second floor.

Holding the energy pistol, Tang Long kicked open the door of the small room on the right side of the hall.

After entering the door, he noticed two people huddled in the corner, one of them was a blond foreigner, and the other was Song Mingcheng.

Seeing someone coming in with a gun, the blond foreigner asked expectantly, "Are you the marines from country M who came to rescue me?"

Tang Long didn't even look at the foreigner, and grinned at Song Mingcheng: "Song...Mr. Song, I'm here to save you."

Now Song Mingcheng didn't know him yet, and Tang Long didn't want to reveal his identity to foreigners, so he could only call his future brother-in-law Mr. Song.

Song Mingcheng raised his head and asked with surprise, "Are you really here to save me?"

Three days have passed since he was kidnapped by the rebels, but no one has brought money to redeem him.

This made Song Mingcheng almost desperate.

Song Mingcheng learned this morning that if no one comes to pay the ransom after another two days, he will be executed in front of netizens all over the world.

Seeing that this day was about to pass again, but no one came to save him, Song Mingcheng lived like a year and suffered a lot.

He knew that the country of Syria was far away from the country of Hua, and the official government had no control over it, and it was impossible for anyone to take the risk to save him.

As time passed, Song Mingcheng almost collapsed.

On the contrary, Benjamin, who was locked up with him from country M, encouraged him to persevere, and promised that the Marine Corps would come to rescue him, and Song Mingcheng would be rescued by the way.

Unexpectedly, the marines did not wait, but they waited for reinforcements from Huaguo.

Tang Long stretched out his hand to pull Song Mingcheng up, untied the rope on his body, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, I was entrusted by Song Qingwan to come here specially to rescue you back to China."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Song Mingcheng said excitedly.

There was so much movement outside the window, it was obvious that the other party was not the only one coming, but the other party didn't take the initiative to reveal his identity, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Tang Long led Song Mingcheng to the door.

At this time, a foreigner's voice came from behind: "Friend, can you take me with you?"

Tang Long turned his head and saw the blond foreigner looking at Song Mingcheng eagerly, afraid that he would be left here alone.

Song Mingcheng looked at Tang Long silently. It was Tang Long who decided whether to save the foreigner.

Tang Long thought for a while and asked, "Is he your friend?"

"Forget it, if it's convenient, take him with you." Song Mingcheng couldn't bear to think of what happened in the past two days.

"Okay, come with us, don't talk about anything you see." Tang Long decided to sell his future brother-in-law to save face.

The blond foreigner was overjoyed and thanked repeatedly: "Thank you! My name is Benjamin, and I will definitely repay you when I return to China!"

Seeing Tang Long nodding, Song Mingcheng went to help Benjamin untie the rope, and the two followed Tang Long out of the room.

Walking from the third floor to the first floor, Benjamin saw the corpses of the rebel soldiers lying all over the ground, but none of the attackers died.

He couldn't help guessing Tang Long's identity secretly. Could it be that the Hua Guo special forces came to rescue Song Mingcheng this time?

When Benjamin walked out of the house and saw two rows of soldiers in local Syrian costumes standing in the yard, he was dumbfounded.

Although these soldiers did not speak, it can be seen from their appearance that these people are all Syrians.

When did Syria have such elite mercenaries?

He really wanted to ask these soldiers if they were the Syrian government army, but remembering what Tang Long said just now, he immediately swallowed the words again.

At this time, an armored personnel carrier and a Humvee drove out of the yard.

Tang Long turned his head to Song Mingcheng and Benjamin and said, "You two ride the Hummer with me."

After speaking, he jumped into the Humvee without waiting for the two to reply.

Without Tang Long's instructions, the two rows of robot soldiers in the yard took the initiative to run up to the armored vehicles behind.

Looking at such well-trained Syrian mercenaries, Benjamin almost suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.

If the Syrian government army really had such elite soldiers, or hired such soldiers, this war would not have been fought for 9 years.

After getting in the car, Song Mingcheng asked, "Where are we going now? Back to Damascus City?"

Tang Long heard gunshots coming from the village in the distance, and said calmly: "There is still some finishing work to be done, and it will be done soon."

He waved forward, and the armored personnel carrier overtook the Humvee and rushed in the direction of the rebel camp.

By the time the Humvee arrived at the village slowly, the battle was over.

A company of rebel soldiers were all wiped out by robot soldiers, leaving no one alive.

The entire convoy began to evacuate the village and headed the way it had come, preparing to retreat back to Damascus City.

Looking at the four armored personnel carriers filled with elite soldiers behind him, Benjamin was already numb.

At this time, he no longer believed in the nonsense that these soldiers were mercenaries.

He has been in Syria for so long, and he has never heard of such an elite mercenary group composed of Syrians.

Calling such an elite force to rescue Song Mingcheng, is it true that the identity and background of this Hua nationality is not simple?
Just when Benjamin was thinking wildly, Tang Long said in a half-joking tone: "I guess you will keep a secret for us, right?"

Benjamin's eyes were still dull, but he nodded.

In fact, even if he told about this matter, no one would believe it, not to mention that there was a strange atmosphere everywhere about this matter.

A normal rescue team shouldn't have to annihilate all the rebel soldiers before leaving, right?
Is this murder?