Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

The old A got up to get food, Su Yi also took a portion, and ate in silence.

The screen of the electronic classroom was flashing, with detailed maps of the factory where the incident occurred, the surrounding area, general knowledge of chemical protection, chemical defense equipment, satellite maps, urban streets and alleys, and the progress of the incident.

Those who are tired will wrap their sleeping bags and sleep next to them. If they are thirsty or hungry, they will grab a bottle of mineral water and eat something.

Su Yi stared at the screen intently. He spent the whole night looking at these things that he didn't know whether to use or not. It seemed that the more he watched, the more guaranteed he would be.

Nothing else, the guarantee of my own life.

Qi Huan glanced annoyedly from the sleeping bag, sealed the mouth of the bag and continued to sleep deeply.

All kinds of disasters are now playing on the screen, the explosion of the Soviet nuclear power plant, the burning oil tanker, the burning Kuwait oil well, the collapse of the World Trade Center.

Already familiar images now take on a new meaning.

It was getting light, and the veterans wrapped their sleeping bags and fell asleep.

Su Yi maintained a sitting posture to move his breath.

Snowflakes flicker on unattended screens.

The first group of people who woke up sat there sleepily, rubbing their cheeks, and a few veterans who didn't treat themselves badly rummaged through the leftover food from last night, searching for things that could be eaten.

The alarm sounded shrill.

Qi Huan: "Change! Gather at the airport!"

The veteran put on the protective clothing neatly, tied the seals everywhere and rushed out.

Su Yi put on the protective clothing and did not wear a mask for the time being.

Qi Huan drove the car towards the airport in a rampage style.

Su Yi and several other old A's were sitting in the car.

In the sky in the distance, several helicopters have already left.

Qi Huan glanced at Xu Sanduo in his busy schedule, and the latter sat on the seat with his eyes closed and expressionless.

"It's really unlucky to be in the same group as him." Old A lit two cigarettes and stuffed one into Qi Huan's mouth. The kind of subconscious rapprochement was beyond Su Yi's reach.

The helicopter was taking off, climbing at a near-horizontal speed.

The soldiers in the cabin had already carried a full set of combat equipment, and used this spare time to inspect various parts.

Qi Huan: "Tighten the clothes and check the intercom. I will report the latest situation through the intercom. If you can't hear clearly, call back."

Soldiers squeeze the earphones and microphones to seal the suit.

Qi Huan's voice came from the intercom.

Qi Huan: "Last night, there was a frontal fire. Two explosion sites were detonated by gangsters, causing harmful gas to leak, but fortunately, it did not spread on a large scale. Now the gangsters are holding hostages and retreating to the main warehouse, which is also the last explosion site. We are Group D , code-named 1, 2, 3, 4, each combat team must dismantle it at any cost, pay attention, it is at any cost. Over. Call status?"

D2: "D2 is good."

D3: "D3 is good."

Su Yi: "D4 is good."

His physique and the Yiji mental method he practiced are poisonous. To be honest, he is not afraid, as long as his inner breath is sufficient, he can run amok in the poisonous gas.

The landing site is like the outskirts of most cities, a flat terrain, and in the distance stands the factory building that has been seen countless times on the projection last night.

The helicopter dropped Qi Huan, Su Yi and two other old A's at a height close to the ground, and then flew to the next drop point.

Among the flying sand and rocks under the rotor, Su Yi just had time to see the terrifying smoke column rising from the factory building, when Qi Huan's cold voice sounded next to his ears: "Push forward, meet at 537 o'clock."

Advance, hide, lie down, jump up, cover, approach the factory building.

The mask cut off most of the sounds from the outside world, and it was as quiet as in a dream, which made Su Yi frown—this was tantamount to abolishing his hearing.

Outside the factory, Qi Huan and his teammates pulled open a manhole cover together, and yellow-white smoke came out from there.

D3 immediately took out the instrument and tested it.

D3: "Hydrogen-containing potassium compounds. Lethal concentrations."

Qi Huan: "Go in."

D2: "Hey, D1, are you playing with your life?"

Qi Huan: "I said that at any cost, check the sealing of the clothes."

He took a few steps down the steps, and after a few meters, he could no longer see anyone and disappeared.

Su Yi looked at the smoke that was as thick as a solid, and only the voices of the same team were in his ears.

Qi Huan: "Follow up."

D2: "I hope my costumes are well-made."

Qi Huan became a little impatient: "Follow closely, push forward."

D2 and D3 walked down a few steps and disappeared.

Su Yi followed into the smoke.

This is a completely different world. The smoke deposited in the corridor persists for a long time. Even a strong flashlight cannot penetrate even a three or four meter layer of smoke. Here, even thousands of troops feel that they are alone.

As Su Yi walked, his gun remained in a ready-to-fire position forever, and he would kick waste bricks and tiles and all kinds of industrial waste under his feet at any time. The air-raid shelter decades ago is now closer to a waste disposal site.

The conversation of the three teammates in the headset has been accompanied by squelch.

Sometimes he could see the gleam of a beam of light, but more often it was the thick, inseparable smoke.

No matter how strong dark vision is, it cannot penetrate smoke.

Qi Huan, D2, and D3 still joked with each other in a relaxed tone in such an environment, as if they were still drinking beer in front of the building in the base in the afternoon.

"Quiet," D2 suddenly changed his tone completely, and immediately fell silent, "I found a passage on the right side of D2's position, and heard a strange noise. It's over."

Qi Huan: "Cut off the light source, and the whole group approaches D2. It's over."

The whole world immediately became pitch black, and thick poisonous gas was deposited in the pitch black.

Su Yi moved quietly.

Then the gunfire rang out, and the darkness and smoke couldn't cover the crosslight of the ballistic trajectory, and the stray bullets that grazed the walls in the narrow corridor splashed sparks.

The sound was so loud that Su Yi could easily argue through the mask, and shot back: "One target was killed at eleven o'clock, and one target was killed at two o'clock. It's over."

The opponent's gunshots suddenly became sparser.

D3: "Yo, not a bad job. Over."

Then the explosion didn't happen in this tunnel, but came from somewhere on the surface, and it was like a sudden earthquake under this layer.

The corridor was trembling and shaking, Su Yi stuck to the ground tightly, dust and gravel hit him, and there was a heavy collapse sound further away.

When the shaking stopped, there was a dead silence.

The voices of those people could not be heard in the microphone at all, and even the squelch was cut off.

Su Yi: "I am D4. Members of Group D, please report your location. It's over."

He was answered by a shot from one end of the corridor.

Bullets passed over their heads, and the sound of gunfire was very different from their standard firearms.

Su Yi fired a burst at the gun flame, and the shooting stopped.

He got up, found a direction, and moved quickly.

That was the direction in which there was no ballistic.

Su Yi didn't stop until he was sure there was no danger.

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