the world is at stake

The army following the martial law also confirmed the situation.They did receive orders to immediately take control of the street where the incident occurred, preferably shooting down two 'Mi-24's.

The most certain news comes from the beeping sound of warped space-time.

Less than 5 minutes after the air raid, Charles heard a sentence in his head:

"Herman Savelli was killed by Zhou Qingfeng. If his forces cannot regain the lost highest space-time authority within 24 hours, they will lose the decision to restart time-space."

died?

So fast?

A blow as fast as the thunder!

Charles was shocked by this.

Even if the "Brotherhood" caught Savelli who fled back then, they didn't execute him, because they didn't want to push the chosen ones in Europe to the enemy's side.

But now, as soon as Zhou Qingfeng made a move, he seized the opportunity to kill Savelli.

Wait... Charles realized something, and he quickly ordered: "Send our people there immediately, Zhou Qingfeng should not have escaped far, seize the opportunity to kill him. We can lose two opponents."

In the extended 'Lincoln', several British guys from the 'low-key club' quickly looked at each other, then confirmed Charles' order, grabbed out the mobile phone and gave the order to the selected under him.

But is it really possible?

Charles had some self-doubt again.

"Killing Savelli is tantamount to cutting off the retreat of the 'European Will', and the Frenchman will retaliate like crazy. It seems stupid, but Zhou Qingfeng did it. Does he still have a backup?"

"Putin's control over the whole city is still tight, and he will immediately blockade the block and search and arrest. This kind of attack seems violent, but it is basically desperate. Zhou Qingfeng can't be that stupid, right?"

"Even if Zhou Qingfeng launches a surprise attack, he will definitely not have enough manpower. He must evacuate now-this is the thinking of normal people, but Zhou Qingfeng is not normal."

Although Charles ordered, his subordinates followed suit immediately.But after previous struggles, he doubted whether his judgment was correct, and whether his opponent still had a strong hole card?

Zhou Qingfeng is definitely not alone, that guy can come back every time, he must have a conspiracy.

On the outskirts of the city, Sieversky Air Force Base.

After the two 'Mi-24' flew away, Mikhail held an AKC-47 and stared at a dozen maintenance soldiers at the base alone. The $100 million has already been divided, and everyone is nervously staring at the time.

The minute hand jumps, nine o'clock.

Mikhail sighed for a long time, and the hearts of the maintenance soldiers were all tensed.They usually work without weapons, and now they are afraid that they will lose their lives if they take the money.

This is a decapitation business, whether the other party will allow him to leave is a question?

"You can go." Mikhail was also very nervous, but when the appointed time came, he turned to relax, "The plan is completely entrusted to Victor to execute, my mission has been completed, life and death are not important to me gone."

Mikhail spoke, and the maintenance soldiers in the hangar were relieved.

"Call your family members. I know there are some transport planes for commuting at the base. You should be able to fly them. It's not difficult to go to Ukraine now. Take your guns and money and go to the West."

Mikhail sat on a repair box and put the short-barreled assault rifle at his feet.The non-commissioned officer among the maintenance soldiers was puzzled, "You really let us go?"

"As a party member, I have never lied to my comrades and the masses. What I want to do is to punish those greedy officials and capitalists, not to carry out any conspiracy."

After a long sigh, Mikhail showed a bright smile on his face, "I'm sorry to frighten you, run away now. Time is against the clock."

Some of the maintenance soldiers hurried out of the hangar immediately, and their footsteps spread far away in the dark night.But the maintenance sergeant didn't move his feet. Instead, he asked Mikhail in a deep voice, "Do you... still need manpower?"

After asking this question, the follow-up maintenance soldiers stopped and looked at their sergeant in surprise.The elderly maintenance sergeant continued: "I want to join you."

Someone among the maintenance soldiers shouted: "Master Pavlov, you are crazy. These guys can't succeed. So what if there are two 'Mi-24s'? They will have to escape if they try."

The maintenance sergeant stared at Mikhail, "What is your plan? Who are you going to attack? Have you contacted the army? Who is there to support you? The operation has already started, so there is no need to hide it. You must have a huge plan .”

Mikhail murmured, wanted to say something but didn't say it directly, and instead persuaded: "Thank you for your trust, Master Pavlov. But you take your family and run away, it will be too late."

The maintenance sergeant said bitterly: "I have no family anymore. I have been divorced long ago, and my wife left with the child. It is meaningful for me to hold tens of thousands of dollars. If I can really do something valuable, I am willing to join you."

The maintenance soldiers looked at Mikhail again, waiting for him to say something, something encouraging.

But Mikhail still shook his head: "We don't have any allies, and we haven't been able to contact a certain army. We are a group of former Soviet citizens who are dissatisfied with the status quo. Even if the country is destroyed, our loyalty to it has not changed."

As he spoke, Mikhail raised his voice, but tears welled up in his eyes, "We have nothing but to dedicate our lives, hoping to die with the enemy."

The maintenance sergeant stood stunned, and the other maintenance soldiers were also stunned.

When Zhou Qingfeng appeared aggressively, his words were logical and his arrangements were orderly.From the perspective of others, these 'rebel' guys are probably ready to play a big game of chess.

I didn't expect these people to be bold, but they didn't have any long-term plans.How can there be any big chess?It was a complete suicide attack.

With tears in his eyes, Mikhail continued: "You have no family, and neither do I. The suffering people all over the world are my family.

There is nothing I can do to change the situation, all I can do is follow my beliefs.Even if it's just a desperate and meaningless cry. "

The maintenance soldiers were shocked, but even more flustered.They hoped that they could be on the side of the winner, but Mikhail's words revealed the truth of reality.

These guys are doomed to fail!

Sergeant Pavlov didn't believe it, "Victor who just brought the money is your leader, right? Is he alone?"

"Yes, he is alone."

"Didn't you recruit two 'Mi-24' crews?"

"That's volunteers. There's not much they can do with empty ammo."

"How can you be so irresponsible and reckless? This is meaningless and can't change anything."

"It really can't change anything, but this is already our best effort. There is indeed only one person fighting on the front line."

Sergeant Pavlov yelled and questioned angrily, hoping to hear some hope of success.But Mikhail smiled indifferently, saying that they were just fighting for their beliefs.

This approach is too brainless.

"Let's go, Master Pavlov. It is impossible for a lunatic to succeed. That Victor may be dead, and we don't need to be buried with them." ripped away.

The maintenance sergeant staggered from being pulled, with an incomprehensible expression, and finally left.

Soon only Mikhail was left sitting alone on the maintenance box in the hangar. His figure seemed to be frozen, elongated by the dim lights, elongated, elongated infinitely...

At the moment on Shoy Avenue, the 'Mi-24' driven by Aunt Ilya put down the sling, pulled up Vina on the ground, and left quickly.As for Zhou Qingfeng, they really couldn't care less.

Because the anti-aircraft machine guns of several t-72 tanks have been raised high, although they are not fatal to the 'mi-24', there is a certain threat after all in large numbers.

In addition, the infantry carried by more than a dozen b-1 infantry fighting vehicles have dispersed and are slowly moving forward along the road.Some soldiers were seizing the commanding heights along the way, and most of them followed behind the chariot, moving slowly.

Apartment 398 was plunged into deep darkness, and all lights were extinguished.

Not only did the building lose its lighting, but the lighting of the houses around it also continued to go out after the rocket attack, and the light bulbs were shattered like the window glass.

In a situation where you couldn't see your fingers, the leading infantry fighting vehicle crashed into a car parked on the side of the road.The commander got out of the turret and fired a signal flare into the sky for illumination.

Under the dark night sky, the first thing that appeared in front of the Russian officers and soldiers was a whole street of dilapidated vehicles, all of which were bombarded to pieces by 23mm machine guns.

The soldiers passed several 'Ferrari' and 'Mercedes' luxury cars, these vehicles worth 10,000+ or ​​hundreds of thousands of dollars had become scrap metal.

There are a large number of bullet holes and craters in the vehicles and the ground, each bullet hole is the size of a human head.There were quite a few dead bodies inside and outside the car, most of them in miserable condition.

Apartment 398 nearly collapsed, with most of the second and third floors smashed down, and glass and broken bricks piled up on the road.During the period, there were also a lot of expensive furniture and decorations, any one of which was enough to pay a soldier's salary for a whole year.

The bustling and prosperous apartment was lifeless, like an abandoned ruin with an open gap, faint and cold.Instead, the wounded were dying to cry for help, intermittently, as if ghosts were hiding in it.

If the corpses lying among the ruins are added, the atmosphere of terror will be even more substantial.

The first flare was about to fall, and the commanders of the infantry fighting vehicles fired another four or five rounds in a row.They are surrounding the place from multiple street intersections to stop any escapees.

"How can this be blocked?" The commander of the tank company complained from the turret. "The rioters have helicopters, and they will never come to the ground. They have already run from the air."

While complaining, the tank company commander subconsciously looked up at the roofs of the buildings on both sides of the street where the incident occurred.In the light of the flares, he spotted a dark figure standing on the roof of a house.

Is it dark? Everyone looks at it in the dark.But that guy is very strange, he is not dark with dim light, but with dark clothes.

Wait...not clothes, that tint is like metal.

The surprised tank company commander couldn't help but grabbed the binoculars he carried with him.When he saw the guy on the roof clearly, he found that he was clearly wearing armor with head and feet, like a "dark warrior" from a science fiction novel.

This 'Dark Warrior' probably watched the infantry and chariots on the ground for a long time.He was holding a rotary machine gun in his hand, facing the Russian soldiers on the street.

"Enemy attack! Pay attention to concealment." The tank company commander shouted.He tried to alert the surrounding infantry to seek cover, or at least lie down.

But the Russian army in 94...has never tasted the bitterness of the Chechen war, all of them are stupid.The soldiers were poorly trained, and when they heard the officers yelling, they turned their heads and waited for the next step.

On the roof of the building, the externally powered rotary machine gun was activated, and the six barrels began to rotate.Two or three seconds later, the speed stabilized at [-] per minute, and blue flames spewed out from the muzzle.

The chug-chug of gunfire was so intense it sounded like a chainsaw.The flexible ammunition chain in the knapsack ammunition box is constantly beating, like a conveyor belt on an assembly line, continuously feeding ammunition to the machine gun.

Then dense bullets burst out from the muzzle, splashing on the ground, and at the same time, dozens or even hundreds of shell casings flew out of the ejection window, clanging and falling on the roof or on the ground.

The Russian soldiers dawdling on the ground seemed to be swept by someone with a big broom. After the rain of bullets, they all fell to the ground and became riddled with holes.They saw the blue flame above their heads, and also saw their comrades who had been shot dead, but what they wanted was to turn around and run away.

Armored vehicles on the street are difficult to move, and drivers and commanders must lean out to exercise and command.The burst of bullet rain also splashed on their heads.

The bullets made a tinkling sound when they hit the armor, and also killed and wounded the occupants who were outside.A street was straight and straight, and most of the soldiers had nowhere to hide on the street, and they were killed in large numbers.

The rain of bullets lasted for about ten seconds and then stopped.

The Russian army on the street killed three or forty people.

But the surviving officers and soldiers looked up from the side of the avoiding chariot with their hearts pounding.

The flares in the sky were left with the last afterglow, and a black shadow leaped from the roof on one side of the street, jumped a distance of more than ten meters, and landed on the roof on the opposite side.

Hei Ying held the revolving machine gun with a red-hot barrel that was still spinning in his hand.The surviving officers and soldiers suddenly let out continuous sharp shouts.

"Watch out for the roof."

"He jumped behind us."

"Retreat, get out of this street."

"It's too late, quickly hide under the chariot."

Flares fell, and the neighborhood around 398 was plunged into darkness again.But the soul-stirring barrel rotation sounded again, and the blue flame suddenly appeared.

Amidst the screams of the Russian army on the ground, the rain of bullets arrived as expected.

Chapter 19 Combat Upgrade

Bang Dang kicked the door open, and a Russian platoon leader brandished a pistol and rushed into the apartment house.The owner of the house yelled and wanted to expel these soldiers, but was gagged with a gun by the crazy-looking Russian platoon leader.

"Stairs, where are the stairs to the top of the building?" The Russian platoon leader's eyes turned red, and he wanted to tear his vocal cords apart while roaring.Pressed by him at gunpoint, the owner pointed out the stairs leading to the roof of his house.

Behind the platoon leader, the machine gun squad carried a 12.7mm NSV heavy machine gun into the house, hurried up the stairs, and ran from the first floor to the fourth floor with heavy breathing.

The owner of the house raised his hands, staring blankly at this group of desperate soldiers, not daring to move for a long time.

The Russian platoon leader took the lead and kicked open the attic wooden door leading to the roof again.Outside the door is the frozen slippery floor, and the dark neighborhood where the cold wind is howling.

But [-] meters away from the block, there were dense gunshots and dazzling blue light.

Seeing that blue light, all the soldiers in the machine gun squad were furious.Regardless of slippery feet, the platoon leader waved his gun and shouted: "Quickly put the machine gun on the fence and suppress that executioner."

There is a wall more than one meter high along the outer edge of the roof. The machine gun squad abandoned the tripod and directly mounted the gun body on the wall.The main shooter opens the receiver cover, and the assistant shooter pulls out the belt from the magazine and presses it into the receiver.

The action of the machine gun squad was already very fast, but the platoon leader who led the team was still urging.Because the chirping blue light a hundred meters away was condescending, mercilessly slaughtering the Russian soldiers who had nowhere to hide.

The receiver cover was closed, and the main shooter pulled the bolt to load, making a crisp metal impact sound.The gun body was leveled, and the mechanical sight was aimed at the blue light not far away.

But the leader of the team thought of something, and shouted 'wait a minute' again.He took out the flare gun on his waist and fiercely fired a flare into the sky.

The dazzling ammunition shot into the sky, and soon turned into a bright light source with a small parachute floating down slowly, like a large light bulb illuminating half a block.

The field of vision was clear, and the main shooter aimed more accurately. He saw the figure covered in black armor a hundred meters away, fine-tuned the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger.

"Kill him." The Russian platoon leader was so excited that his voice broke. The 12.7 mm caliber heavy machine gun thumped and fired projectiles, covering the roof of the building [-] meters away.

In just two or three minutes, the rotary machine gun exerted a strong firepower advantage at close range, spreading a catastrophe.The Russian army's infantry company that entered Shoi Street suffered a devastating blow.

The blue muzzle flame is like the furnace fire of hell, and the ejected projectiles are the sickle for killing.The tanks entering the streets offered little cover, and the narrow road restricted their movement, leaving the infantry with nowhere to hide.

The elevation angle of the main gun of the tank is not enough, and the anti-aircraft machine gun cannot protect the shooter.The platoon leader of the Russian army watched his own soldiers being beaten so helplessly that his eyes were tearing apart.

The machine gun squad on the roof is the fastest counterattack team in the whole company.But the moment the Russian platoon leader fired the flare, the main shooter's field of vision widened, and the enemy [-] meters away was also alarmed.

The NSV heavy machine gun fired, and the high-speed projectile aimed at the enemy's position.But when the shooter pulled the trigger, the enemy moved, almost teleporting five or six meters horizontally.

The muzzle of the heavy machine gun moved accordingly, and the bullets of the heavy machine gun swept across.The main shooter is sure to cover every area of ​​the opposite roof with the weapon he controls, even if the opponent hides behind the wall, it is useless.

The continuous bombardment of the 12.7mm projectile can easily penetrate the half-meter-thick cold-proof wall.

As the muzzle moves, the enemy on the opposite side moves laterally again.

The heavy machine gun mounted on the wall was not stable, and the projectile spread was a bit large. The main shooter tried hard to suppress the muzzle jump, and continued to sweep with long bursts.He could see that the enemy was either teleporting, or dodging very fast.

The heavy machine gun bullets hit the opposite roof one by one, and each bullet crater was like the surface of water under a heavy rain, sputtering debris of bricks or cement.