Vault 32

Chapter 138 Jungle Battle
Liszt's body receded back, but the green stream of data in his eyes had already occupied his eye sockets.A certain kind of faint green has filled his field of vision, allowing him to clearly see every bit of protrusion of the surrounding rock walls in this dark environment, as well as the dignified and determined face.

"Four shotguns are enough to hold this."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Liszt took a deep breath. He reached out and patted the four Marines behind him who were still holding Winchester shotguns. The faint tactical flashlights around them made the space extremely dark. But he could barely see the range of seven or eight meters clearly. He nodded to Carl and said, "I think it's absolutely fine for you to arrange it."

"Understood." Karl nodded slowly. To be honest, this task is not difficult. The 12-gauge standard buckshot also symbolizes the 12 built-in warheads. Once fired, it will be the fatal call of the twelve gods of death. In this narrow tunnel less than two or three meters wide, four Winchesters can be fired in a row. It can match the deterrence brought by a large-caliber heavy machine gun!

Even if a regiment of Soviet soldiers came, they would not be able to drive tanks or fighter jets into the karst cave that went deep into the mountain and was close to more than 20 meters.Especially in the deepest favorable terrain, Liszt's marines are still ambushing. Even if they use their lives to heap them, I am afraid that there is no better way than the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

"It's very safe here. I think it will be much more effective if you help deal with the Soviet soldiers here."

There was not much turmoil in his tone, and there was not much sarcasm in Liszt's eyes as he looked at the Enclave pilot's period.At the critical point in time, these useless expressions are obviously just a waste of time, and Liszt has already disdain to continue to mock the Enclave pilot.And he pointed to Carl, and said to the full stop: "He is very professional, it is best to follow his command."

His teeth were clenched slightly, and a feeling of contempt made his proud heart feel as if someone had chopped him into pieces with a knife.But he could clearly tell which was the priority. He just glanced at Liszt and Carl with some kind of resentment, nodded, and stood silently aside with his M1911 semi-automatic pistol.

"These damned guys really all have the same personality."

He spat fiercely to the side, and Liszt couldn't help frowning. Although the resentment in the eyes of the period was fleeting, his eyes overflowing with countless data streams can still be seen very quickly. Clearly aware of the hidden hatred.He couldn't help letting out a cold snort in his nasal cavity, but Liszt turned around and walked quickly towards the other rock tunnel. For the shadow government of the United States Federation, the Enclave organization with its own backup personnel, he didn't know anything about it. How much favor.

From the guys I met before, we can see that the Enclave organization is a world of its own, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to enter it.The selection of their dispatched personnel is entirely done internally. In other words, if the parents are members of the Enclave, the children are also members of the Enclave.

"The cold war has nearly choked the brains of both sides."

The strong rancid smell still appeared in the nostrils, but Liszt didn't care at all, bypassing the dozens of piles of bat feces, and directly climbed up the tunnel in the rock crevice.At the same time, he gritted his teeth secretly when he thought about the world that had been in a cold war for more than 200 years. In order to ensure their own advantages, the two countries have formed a solidified class through various experiments and privileges. For example, the Enclave Army in the wasteland of later generations is It is composed of descendants of the former shadow government and some large consortiums, big capitalists and research institutes.

And for those ordinary people, being able to enter the refuge and live miserably is already a good opportunity bestowed.Because most of the American citizens who are still living outside and don’t know the outbreak of nuclear war have all died in the horrible radiation, or formed horrible zombies, most of them have lost their human intelligence and become Beast-like mutant species.

"I won't let myself be like that!"

Quickly climbed up the upward karst tunnel, and on the platform in front of you, two marine soldiers were lying there, carefully aiming their M4A1 assault rifles outside.He walked over and lay down on the rock wall with the same care, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave three to five hundred meters away, but he couldn't help but clenched his fists: "It's not too many."

At the entrance of the cave on the mountainside, about 30 to 100 Soviet soldiers were holding their weapons, guarding carefully as if they were defending.At a distance of less than 24 meters in the air, two Mi-[-] Hind armed transport helicopters were also hovering in the air, and the turrets under the two cabins were already aimed at the entrance of the cave below.

They did not attack, and seemed to be waiting for the further arrival of friendly forces and integrating superior forces before taking the next step.But this seemed to be an opportunity for Liszt. He narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing the number of Soviet soldiers, but looked up at the two helicopters in the mid-air, and slowly licked Licking the corner of his mouth, a smile couldn't help showing: "Kill the two helicopters, and then these Soviet soldiers will also be wiped out here."

It's not that he didn't have a way to kill the two helicopters, and the portable anti-aircraft missile in his hand had already appeared by his side.These are two "Javelin" portable anti-aircraft missiles, which are easy to operate and easy to use. The Marine Corps has also been trained in operating skills, and they can easily master these portable missiles that can even hit targets at an altitude of one thousand meters.

"It doesn't look difficult to end the battle in 5 minutes."

Licking the corner of his mouth, Liszt crawled forward slightly. He looked at the almost straight cliff below him, but his brows stretched.Especially looking at the Soviet soldiers, who were only about 30 people, subconsciously knocking on the stone wall below them with their hands, but quickly scanned the surrounding terrain with their eyes. Good combat quality also allowed him to establish his own combat tactics in his heart.

Patting the two marines who were holding up the "Javelin" portable missile, Liszt didn't have much to say. He stood up like a cheetah, and flexibly jumped down the cliff in front of him.The auspicious suit all over his body made him look like a group of weeds, and there was a small piece of woods and hills separated by more than 500 meters, and the whole person had already followed the jumping movement, silently hugging a straight tree, Along the trunk, it slid into the middle of the woods, and became one with the dense bushes again.

(End of this chapter)