Skynet Architect

Around the sloppy houses near the mountains in South Vietnam, the surroundings have completely turned into a barren field. The power of war is huge. There are no longer any living people here ...

Probably……

On the ground was the blood of Yin Hong, flowing in the cracks in the stone, immersed in the soil, and the boy lying on a fragment of the wall with a bandage clenched his teeth and wrapped his left leg wound.

"Captain, you have to continue to retreat to the south. As long as you enter the mountain, there is still a chance to survive!" The dust of the teenager's face, his face camouflaged with camouflage, was already soaked with painful sweat.

Opposite, a unkempt, unshaven man in his forties is looking at the electronic device on his hand. This is something similar to a tablet computer, but the above shows exactly what is happening on the battlefield now.

If you look carefully, there are dozens of drones flying in the sky to capture the current situation of each other in all directions. Anyone's trajectory is clearly revealed. Uncle is out of his pocket while watching the other person surrounded Take out a cigarette, a blue cigarette without a sign, and light the cigarette calmly.

If Si Fan were here, he would recognize that this guy was just the ear of the ear that had just been contacted.

He is not a monster with a flirtatious sound, or an ordinary middle-aged uncle who can't be found in the crowd.

"Escape? How to escape? People are waiting for us to go into the mountains, where is their territory. We now rely on superior firepower, and have formed local suppression to persist until now. If we go into the mountains, believe it or not they will easily destroy us. That's their place. "Shunfeng ear-snapped two cigarettes, frowning.

In the end, a teenager is a young man's heart, even if he has been sharpened for a long time in the flames of war, he is still agitated.

"Then are we here to let the fate go? Wait for death? Or wait for our great head to be able to descend on the soldiers after we persist for two and a half hours?" He was full of negative emotions, as if hope no longer existed.

The war exhaustion circulated in the crowd. In the surroundings, they were armed with security. They wore the uniform tactical vest of the Skynet security team, and there were two trucks around them, all of which were bullets.

Of course, now that the bullets have been taken down, almost all of them have been scattered around this ruin to prevent them from being completely crushed by the enemy with heavy firepower. Then they couldn't stand it for twenty minutes.

What they can insist on is the ammunition and the ruins next to it.

But the ruined wall was almost destroyed in the war, and a fluffy bullet destroyed the surrounding buildings like a heavy rain.

The ground was dense with bullet holes like a honeycomb, and the broken limbs could no longer be seen. In the ruins not far away, the walls seemed to be torn by huge forces, crushed stones, and there was no whole on the ground. On the battlefield, there is only one M137 rapid-fire gun called a Vulcan gun. On the battlefield, this can be said to be a super killer. After firing, the firing rate is amazing and the combat power explodes. It can be called the death on the battlefield.

But today, the Vulcan artillery is lying on the ground so crookedly that it has been deformed and cannot be used. At the trigger position, there is a half-finger finger, the blood has been drained, and only the dead white fingers are still exposed. Disastrous bones.

They are still insisting, they are still fighting, but even they do not know how long they can persist.

"Boss, I think we may not be able to hold on for too long." Among the ruins on the side, the teenager beside Shunfeng Ear continued bitterly.

Boss Shunfeng stared at the raw melon eggs that had just been in the team for a few months and said angrily: "There is nothing to do above the company, do you think there is really nothing we can do at our company headquarters? What do you know about our company now? You have n’t really touched it yet. You ’ll know when you do. ”

At this time he can only pin his hopes on Si Fan. The young man apparently didn't understand what it meant, or looked at his boss a little ignorantly.

However, he knew that there was only one target left in the next battle, to keep his position, to keep his own life, to keep his brothers alive, and to live.

Survive.

"The next command is transmitted. All people saturate the attack, and the bullets are fired uniformly. The main reason is to delay the enemy's firepower. The groups take turns to cover the firepower, the first target survives, and the second target firepower is covered." The order was given in the ears of the roar, below The first thought of the security members after receiving the order was to execute the order, which is the nature imprinted in their minds.

After that, it was as if looking at hope.

adhere to!

The boss gave the order, that is, persistence, then we must persist.

With the command of the boss of the headquarters, Shunfeng ear has already obtained one percent hope from despair.

That's right, in fact, he himself believed one percent, the others really couldn't believe it.

How to believe this?

Si Fan's support did not know where, where to come from, exactly how long the rescue time was, he just wanted to give brothers a hope, a hope to ignite fighting spirit, as long as there is this hope.

The longer the delay, the greater the hope, there is always hope better than despair.

"Brothers, get the news from above, our chairman sent his special corps to rescue, hold on, as long as you hold on." He said very firmly.

Only the old brother who knows Shunfeng ears will know his hard support ~ www.readwn.com ~ Crowbar is such a guy. It looks like a farmer crowbar in his forties is a blasting expert for the entire team. Changing jobs caused huge movements at the most dangerous time. Unfortunately, he did n’t have enough tools and firepower on his hands. This time, their mission was easy and the investigation was very careful. And to reach the three supply points they left before, they need to pass through the current enemy.

These people are plotting them, completely blocking them here.

The original plan was to enter the mountains and forests and fight against each other. But in the end, they gave up. If there was no hope, they would enter the mountains, and life and death would be rich in heaven. It is estimated that no more than one slap can run out.

And now, a call gives them hope for a while.

The crowbar moved forward on the ground, and the camouflage clothing on the body and the dust on the ground had become a color. It is estimated that only a sniper can find his figure now.

The guy creeped to Shunfeng's ears. There was a bit of dust on my body and I was not shot at all.

The other party seems to be weak, but if you look closely, you can see that they are constantly shrinking and surrounding.

The crowbar slumped on the ground and looked up at the sky, smiling weakly like a dead dog, the old face was full of wrinkles.

"Brother, should we confess here today, did you bring the bottle of wine you brought? Let's drink it together?" He showed a bite of uneven tetracycline teeth, his face thick and thick.

Shunfeng, who squatted on the ground, drew her ears with her little fingers, and said nothing to the crowbar in a very cold tone, regardless of the other's guns and bullets.

"Brother, just the call from our chairman. He said he would send support. I believe him."