Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 1003 Standing firm! !
When the antenna of this communication device is fully opened, a circle of ripples that cannot be detected by the naked eye is centered on it and spreads in all directions.

The first torch in the night was lit.

Soap, holding a gun, had just walked to the door of the store, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the warehouse, and exhaled forcefully.

He tried to get rid of those messy thoughts in his mind, but his thoughts spread out completely uncontrollably.

"Should I die? Facing the siege of those men in black...only the four of us can't defend...the clown may have a chance to survive, but Noir, me, and Ulrich, I'm sure I'm going to die..."

"No, we don't need to stick to our task for too long, it only takes 15 minutes, let the clown send the message, it will be considered a success..."

"I traded my life for a piece of news...I never thought that this kind of plot that is often staged in novels and movies would appear on me..."

"I don't want to die... But, it seems that I don't have a chance to live..."

The thumb of the soap gently rubbed the anti-slip pattern on the grip of the rifle... The polymer grip has a temperature close to human body temperature because it has been held tightly for a long time, and the cold metal receiver above it Formed a stark contrast.

After a person dies, it won't take long for the body to become as cold as this, right?

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Noir, who was guarding the door, turned around, made an OK gesture to Soap, and said: "Booby traps have been set up at several streets around, although they are not very powerful, but If there are living creatures approaching, at least you can get a warning in advance."

"Yeah." Soap nodded, "The clown probably has activated that machine now... 15 minutes, as long as we can last for 15 minutes, then we can find a way to escape."

"15 minutes... Have you thought about the retreat route after the transmission is completed?" Noir asked.

"I never thought about it..." Soap originally wanted to say that there was no need to think about retreating, because they would never live to that time, but after hesitating for a moment, he swallowed the second half of the sentence and changed his explanation , "Forgot, I don't bother to think about it now."

"Me too." Noir shook his head, "I'm a soldier, I just need to obey orders, let me plan the action plan myself, I don't have that ability."

"Noir, can you trust the clown guy?" Soap asked, "Obviously he is also...that kind of monster, but I always feel that he can be trusted...Obviously he refuses to disclose any important information to us, But I still think what he's doing is right and meaningful... Fuck, I sometimes wonder if he's brainwashed me by some unknown means."

"Besides him, who else can we trust?" Noir shrugged, but at this moment, he showed an indifferent expression on his face, "We have seen the current situation of the ark... except for the wilderness. Apart from those people above, I'm afraid we are the only survivors here. As for those men in black, do you think they can still be considered as 'human beings'?"

"..." Soap didn't know how to answer Noir's question for a while, his eyes moved away, and moved to Ulrich who was at the side - at this time, Ulrich had already changed into a suit I don’t know where I picked up the high-end suit. The length of the suit fits him quite well, but his bony physique really can’t support this suit, and it always looks like it’s empty inside. look.

"This guy was sent to a court-martial for being a deserter... this time, he probably won't run away again?" Soap said in a voice that only Noir could hear.

Soap once also served in the field army. Although he thought he was not a good soldier, at least he couldn't do such a thing as desertion... let alone murdering the chief and causing the entire friendly army to be wiped out. up.

"I don't know." Noir shook his head, "It's better to be careful, I don't care if he escapes, I'm afraid he will stab a knife in the back." Noir whispered.

"Is it necessary..." Soap made a "cutting" motion with his palm.

"That's not necessary... He can be considered a combat power anyway." Noir raised his wrist and glanced at the dial, "It's been 2 minutes, and there are still 13 minutes."

"What are you talking about?" Ulrich suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Soap and Noir. At this time, Soap's palm still maintained the "cut" posture.

"It's nothing, nothing." Soap smiled awkwardly, and withdrew his palm. Just when he was about to explain, a series of explosions suddenly came from the street not far away!

"They're coming!" Noir shouted in a deep voice, picked up the weapon that was placed aside, turned over and entered the interior of a temporary barricade.

This barricade is made up of an overturned iron table, plus a few empty oil barrels, without even sandbags... It may be enough to block [-]mm pistol bullets, but it is absolutely impossible to defend against rifle bullets .The so-called barricades can only provide a visual shielding effect.

Soap returned to the inside of the store, swept away the sundries on the window sill with the butt of the gun, and then smashed a hole in the glass window with the butt of the gun, poked the muzzle out of the hole, and aimed at the The street where the explosion sound came.

As for Ulrich, after hearing the explosion, he retreated into the shop next door. He didn't know whether he hid inside and shivered, or escaped through the back door of the shop.

"Damn it, I knew that bastard was unreliable!" Soap cursed, "Now it's just the two of us, it's even harder to hold on for 15 minutes!"

"Twelve minutes and thirty seconds," Noir corrected.

The figures of those men in black soon appeared at the corner of the street. The moment he saw this group of people, Noir's pupils shrank involuntarily.

The equipment on these men in black is very complete, and there are no obvious holes or scorched marks on the black robes wrapped outside the light infantry armor-Noir is well aware of the power of the booby traps he has arranged. For humans, it cannot cause fatal injuries, at most it can only delay for a while and give an early warning.However, none of the men in black in front of them had been attacked by booby-traps, which meant that the booby-traps were detonated after they discovered them.

"Difficult to deal with." Noir muttered softly, not afraid of the strength of the enemy, but afraid that the enemy's brains are still good... Noir thinks that the booby traps are hidden enough, and the opponent is marching at full speed. It is impossible to have time to conduct a detailed inspection of every corner of the street...

Not even the booby traps could escape the search of the men in black, let alone the two of them alive. The moment the men in black emerged from the corner, bullets rained heavily on the barricades and shops. At the facade, the glass doors pasted with various advertising posters were instantly smashed to pieces, and the soap was so crushed by the fierce firepower that it couldn't lift its head at all.

The two rounds of alternate shooting lasted for a full minute and a half... Although in the eyes of Soap, those "men in black" are monsters rather than humans, but the tactical quality of the opponent is not weaker than that of any field force Elite squad, fire cover, alternate advance... All kinds of tactical actions are quite standard, and even on several commanding heights in the distance, the opponent has deployed snipers.

Soap heard the roar of the sniper mixed with the gunfire of automatic weapons more than once. The concrete wall he used as a cover could not stop the armor-piercing bullets of anti-material caliber. Good shooting position.

After the men in black's gunshots stopped, Soap dared to look out the door, and at the same time shouted in a low voice: "Noir? Noir, how are you doing now?"

No one responded to his call. The simple, non-bulletproof barricade was riddled with holes, and red and black blood slowly spread from behind a fallen oil drum.

"Why am I the only one left—damn! Damn! Damn!!" Soap cursed three times in a row, then picked up the gun and ran towards the store.

The outer wall of the store would be easily penetrated by anti-equipment sniper rifles, and there was no safe point in the entire front half of the store, so Soap could only hide behind the cashier counter, poking the muzzle out from the side of the counter.

The cashier counter in this store is specially made. The surface looks like a wood-like polymer material. In fact, it is lined with several bulletproof steel plates containing nino alloy... Although this store is located in the West Fifth District with good security, But how can I say that the underground black market is also a gray area on the Ark. In addition, there are a lot of valuable things in the store, and the risk of being robbed is not low. The owner of the store can only spend a lot of money to build such a bulletproof counter. Under the counter, there is also a compact gun cabinet.

It's a pity that this bulletproof counter is fixed on the ground with screws, and they didn't have time to move it just now... Otherwise, if this thing was used as the main cover of the barricade, perhaps Noir would not have died so early.

Soap couldn't care less about sighing, after the gunfire stopped, there was a burst of footsteps arriving at the door of the store, and he clearly heard the sound of the empty oil drum being kicked away and rolling on the ground—"Boom! Boom! "There were two more gunshots, and it was obvious that the men in black were shooting Noir who fell to the ground.

"These bastards actually know how to make up the knife." Soap reached into the gun cabinet, and accidentally touched a good thing - "NZ14 defensive grenade", this thing has a nickname in the military and mercenary circles , called "little steel melon".This thing that looks like a pumpkin and weighs a full [-] kilograms will shoot [-] prefabricated fragments around when it explodes. A sharp weapon that kills the enemy together.

"What has happened to this store... would they put such a thing under the cashier counter?" Soap couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall out of the corner of his eye. It was 15 minutes and 10 seconds left before the [-] minutes agreed by the clown.

The sound of footsteps was very close, and the heavy rubber-soled boots stepped on the shards of broken glass, making an extremely uncomfortable "click" sound... This meant that the man in black had passed through the shattered glass door and entered Arrived inside the store.

The distance between them and the cash register is no more than ten meters.

"Try this!"

Soap turned the delay fuze of the "Small Steel Melon" to the shortest "one second" position, pulled the safety pin and threw it out—"Boom!!!"

In the deafening explosion, all the glass products in this shop were shattered, and countless metal fragments flew out to the surroundings, cutting down the black people who first entered the shop like straw. At the same time, they smashed the furnishings and furniture in the store into a mess. The only furniture that did not disintegrate was the cashier counter where the soap was hiding.

But the soap with its back against the counter could still feel the impact of the metal fragments nailed to the counter. The real thing, otherwise the soap might have been crushed into minced meat by the dense metal fragments at this time.

The main killing method of the "Little Steel Melon" is metal fragments, and the shock wave is not too strong, so even though the explosion distance is extremely close, Soap was not stunned, only two ears buzzed.

"Fuck... these bastards, I don't know how many people died..." Soap didn't dare to poke his head out to look, he used the groove at the end of the gun stock to hook a glass shard on the ground, and with the help of the shard on the glass shard, Looking back at the situation outside - about seven or eight men in black entered the store, and they all fell to the ground at this time, but none of them died.Their bodies are wriggling strangely, as if they will get up from the ground at any moment.

"Damn it, they're all a bunch of unkillable monsters!" Soap cursed in a low voice, then turned around and began to rummage through the gun cabinet under the table again.

It's a pity that there is only one big CQB weapon like the "Small Steel Melon". A short gun with the stock removed and an ultra-short barrel used is still a 5.56mm caliber bullet handed down from the old era.

Even the "little steel melon" can't kill the enemy. Soap didn't expect these firearms to have any killing effect on them... He took off two more grenades that he brought from the equipment, and threw them towards the door of the shop. Then hunched over and ran back quickly.

This store has a three-entry structure, the outermost store, and the inner one is a reception room for business talks and viewing, and the innermost is the owner's living room, with a depth of more than 20 meters.The outermost store has bought soap for 5 minutes, as long as the reception room and the living room can delay for another 5 minutes, then his blocking task will be considered complete!

(End of this chapter)