I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 705 Really here!
"Are they really coming back?" Leng Feng asked Zilong.

In the dark of night, those long-term workers are having a bonfire party, also to commemorate this place that is about to leave.

"Be prepared, you can guess that the girl has antibodies, can't those mercenaries guess?"

Leng Feng thought about it, so he stopped talking, but secretly guarded himself.

Except for those long-term workers, the other guards have already hidden in the places discussed in advance, and they are prepared for any danger.

Those mercenaries and the Red Turban Army would be better, if they come, they should be prepared.

"Go tell everyone to hide." Zilong suddenly said.

"Huh?" Leng Feng was stunned, then followed Zilong's gaze and found out that a drone was floating over the factory.

Breaking out in cold sweat, Leng Feng hurriedly rushed out of the container while the others hid in the bunker.

Zilong hid in a dark corner, holding the only sniper rifle in the whole factory. It was still used for hunting, but it could kill wild animals, so killing the Red Turbans would not be a problem.

boom!
The drone was hit by Zilong and exploded in the fuel tank.

If he hadn't seen the machine gun mounted on the drone through the scope, he would not have planned to destroy it, which would also give the mercenaries a false impression.

Why are those mercenaries expected?
Can you expect those red scarf soldiers who can only shout and rush forward to play this kind of high technology?

When the Red Turbans came, the mercenaries might not appear, but if the mercenaries appeared, those Red Turbans would definitely be here.

boom!boom!
Two explosions came from the direction of the factory gate. Zilong glanced at his watch, but it didn't increase a single point. It seems that those who were not killed by himself were not counted.

Even if he did the trick.

Da da da da da da! ! ! ! !

The Red Scarf Army pushed in, and with the help of the firelight, the number of the Red Scarf Army was probably five hundred!
But the most pressing thing for Zilong is not the number of enemies, but... tanks!
A total of five tanks were driving in front of the Red Turban Army. The traps were all destroyed by the tanks, but they did not have much impact on them.

"Come on." Zilong's eyes were fierce, and the gun was aimed at a fuel tank.

There are quite a few machines in the factory. In the afternoon, Zilong asked the beret to disassemble the ones that could be disassembled, and took the machines that could not be disassembled, and put them in several locations.

There are quite a few of these machines in the factory, and it is not awkward to appear anywhere in the factory.

At most, the Red Scarf Army is wary of whether these machines will hide enemies, but not of the machines themselves.

Little did they know, these machines would become the King of Hades to urge their lives.

boom!
In the night, the muzzle of the gun spewed out flames, but it was completely covered by the wet towel covering the front end. There was a loud bang in the distance, far louder than the explosion of a grenade, and the flames shot into the sky.

The Red Scarf Army screamed and scattered to hide.

At this moment, Zilong turned into the best hunter under the night, harvesting the life of the prey invisible.

However, if you often walk by the river, there is no one who does not get your shoes wet.

Perhaps it was due to too many shots fired at one location, and the mercenaries noticed Zilong's position, but they didn't let the snipers snipe Zilong in the opposite direction, but called the tanks to fire directly.

"Depend on!"

Seeing the gun barrel pointed directly at the approaching tank, Zilong didn't know that he was exposed, so he jumped out of the container regardless of how high he was.

There was a boom, and a shell exploded in the back, and the hot flames almost burned on Zilong's body.

The terrifying shock wave even made Zilong's eyes go black, and he passed out briefly in mid-air, and it was the pain after landing that woke him up.

"Ahem, ah..." Zilong cried out in pain, feeling that his intestines were knotted, and the smell of meat radiated from his back.

Da da da! !

Da Da Da Da! ! !

"How are you?" Leng Feng ran over.

"Ahem, I'm going to die." Blood oozed from the corner of Zilong's mouth.

Leng Feng's face changed: "If you want to die, don't die now." In other words, as soon as he went up, he picked up Zilong and moved to the factory.

Zilong's breath was stagnant, it hurt.

"How is the situation?" Zilong asked after taking a breath.

"It's not optimistic, you're right, you smashed a tenant with the tower crane, replaced one of the two loaders, but there are still three, but the number of enemies has been halved, you are really ruthless. "

Speaking of this, Leng Feng couldn't help grinning, those few fuel tanks alone caused casualties to more than half of the enemies in the area.

But it's only at the beginning, when the opponent's personnel are dense, then the opponent's dispersion effect will not be so good.

"Don't count on the armor, let's see if we can bury a few holes and blow up the belly belt." Zilong said with a move.

"Okay, I asked them to take up the cables. Coupled with a few trucks, it should be able to trap a tank." Leng Feng said.

"Who's going to drive?"

"I, the old squad leader." Leng Feng replied.

Zilong smiled wryly: "Just you two can't do it."

Leng Feng remained silent, but he couldn't force others if they didn't take the initiative.

"I have a plan, dare to play it." Zilong said.

Leng Feng looked over immediately and said, "Say!"

Zilong showed a miserable and crazy smile. He also miscalculated. He didn't expect that the other party would drive a tank. He thought that at most an armored vehicle would be good.

As a result, he was seriously injured, and now he couldn't run if he wanted to, so he could only stay and try his best.

……

"That truck, attack it!"

As a group of red scarf soldiers were advancing, a truck rushed straight ahead. Suddenly, the group of red scarf soldiers opened fire, but the truck ignored it.

boom!
The tank fired a shell that directly blew up the truck into scrap metal. Before that, a figure had rushed down from the fast-moving truck.

After the truck that was reduced to rubble, another truck rushed out, and now it was very close to the tank.

The red scarf soldiers fled in all directions in the face of the oncoming trucks. They were also terrified of being bombed. The explosions of those cars earlier caused great losses to them.

Make them deeply afraid of car bombs.

Seeing a car coming at this moment, there is no reason not to be afraid.

However, this time the truck did not explode. Instead, it crashed straight into the tank and pushed directly against it. Even with armor protection at this distance, the tank driver did not dare to fire.

At this moment, two figures jumped onto the tank from the roof of the truck, directly killed the observer, and opened the hatch to shoot.

Zilong and Leng Feng successfully entered the tank and locked the hatch.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. The fear of this plan is that the hatch of the tank will be locked.

But with the consistent pissing behavior of these Red Turbans, they will not do anything unnecessary. Instead of calling these guys an army, they might as well call them a mob.

It is completely private armed, there is no discipline, and there are no strict requirements.

Two people, plus two corpses, seemed a bit crowded, but at this time, I didn't pay attention to those.

"You drive, I fire." Zilong said.

Needless to say, Zilong said that Leng Feng moved to the driver's seat after entering the hatch. He didn't think Zilong could drive this thing.

"Will you fight?"

"I don't think it's going to be difficult." Zilong glanced at it, and a tank came out from the direction where the barrel was aimed. Zilong fired directly, and the vibration almost made Zilong fall down.

Then immediately remove the shells and load the shells.

Leng Feng's eyes were a bit weird, this guy could not be a tank soldier, but how can he explain his skills?

(End of this chapter)