The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 95 Attack
"What are you bastards still looking at! You still haven't shot those flies down?" Dean's roar came from the office inside, and the bodyguards pulled out their guns and prepared to shoot those flies flying around in the sky. Throw it down.

Unfortunately one step late.

"Let me tell you, slag," Ron's magnetic voice sounded again.

"Art is..." Ron pressed the blast button.

"BANG!" The fire quickly spread from the six small drones to the entire corridor, and the huge explosion almost deafened Arthur's ears.

"Hahaha~" Ron patted Arthur on the shoulder happily: "Did you see that your tactics are weak, this is the most efficient way to infiltrate, are you useless?

If everyone is dead, I promise no one will question your infiltration as unsuccessful. "

"Is it because the dead can't speak? It's such a stupid idea." Arthur, who has been engaged in lurking assassinations all his life, felt that this was simply weak and not artistic at all. He tried to re-emphasize his own importance: "Then if What if there are more opponents?
For example, the opponent occupied a large warehouse, which was full of people, and all the entrances were guarded by crossfire consisting of at least five submachine guns. "

Just when Arthur was about to continue explaining his superb infiltration skills, unexpectedly Ron immediately gave a solution.

"In that case, I think long-range firepower coverage can be considered. I have a 107 rocket launcher with twelve barrels. If necessary, I can buy two more and concentrate on bombing the warehouse and bury them all. In the ruins."

Ron said that he had never lost a fight, and Arthur was speechless.

This seems to work?
"Keep an eye on the emergency escape door, I seem to hear footsteps, you stay here, I'll go up," Ron patted the guy on the tripod in front of Arthur and jumped out from behind the bunker: "Don't let me down. I believe you will fall in love with the feeling of using him."

On the stairs of the emergency exit, on the simple bunker formed by the two people with various things, a ferocious steel beast supported by a tripod pointed its gun at the direction of the exit ferociously.

It is the famous M249 squad machine gun. The weight of the empty gun is less than ten kilograms. It is not as heavy as the trapezoidal ammunition box below that contains two hundred rounds of 5.56 machine gun ammunition. Ron believes that no one can pass through the firepower network composed of it. .

On the other side, the hallway bombarded by the six drones regrouped Dean's bodyguards, most of whom had just been in their offices and escaped.

Anyway, Ron himself didn't expect to be able to rely on drones to achieve a one-time fix.

"FXXK!" A tall black bodyguard shouted after pressing all the elevator buttons once: "All the elevators are out of service, what should we do now?"

"It must be Arthur's fault, and there is an emergency passage, let's go over there!" Dean had just taken two steps, and stopped when he remembered Arthur's usual rigor.

"Wait, that guy must be waiting in the stairs, Jim, take your team and kill that bastard for me!"

"Yes, boss."

……

The sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor was getting closer, but they stopped just before the door, and a looking glass made of shards of glass protruded from the corridor.

"Looks like a bunch of smart mice." Ron took out two grenades at the same time, pulled out the insurance, and threw them towards the wall directly opposite the corridor before the bodyguards in the corridor made any further moves.

The grenade bounced off the wall, just in time to fall into the bodyguard team on the other side, next to the entrance.

"BANG! BANG!" There were two explosions, one in front and one in the back. After the first sound, there was a huge flame, and the fragments of the grenade and the embedded steel balls poured out towards the bodyguards like a fan, smashing them into a sieve in an instant.

The other grenade that exploded a little later was shining bright white light, mixed with a huge amount of noise, and the remaining bodyguards were temporarily blinded by the shock. At the same time, many people were lying on the ground because they were too close to the noise. .

Without waiting for Ron's order, Arthur immediately picked up the machine gun and rushed in towards the exit.

"Da da da……"

Arthur's gun spouted deadly flames, made a noise like a chainsaw, and almost didn't need to aim in a small space, immediately turning the corridor into a hell on earth full of blood and severed limbs.

In 12 seconds, the 200 rounds of ammunition chains in the magazine were fired, and the machine gun made a "ding" sound, and Arthur immediately dropped the machine gun in his hand and rolled back into the corridor.

And the moment he withdrew, countless gun muzzles protruded from the many corners of the corridor where he could hide, and the dense bullets immediately left a honeycomb-like dense bullet hole in the place where Arthur had just been.

It's the p90 for bodyguards!The magazine of this thing can hold fifty bullets, and the alternate fire is enough to suppress them from lifting their heads, and then cover each other to break through Ron's blockade.

"This is the good plan you said? I've lost the machine gun, what should we do now?" Arthur complained to Ron, who was whistling angrily, and carrying the box down the stairs.

However, Ron calmly took out another gas bomb and threw it into the corridor, and the bodyguards who couldn't figure out the situation retreated into their temporary bunker again.

"Want to play a racing game?" Ron opened the box, took out two remote control racing cars and put them on the ground, and took out two remote controls with their own screens. Smiling, he handed one of them to Arthur.

"Each car has a kilogram bomb with 50 small steel balls in it. Press the red button to detonate it. Do you want to try it?"

"YES!" Arthur happily took the remote control.

The bodyguards in the corridor were severely injured twice by Ron, and there were less than twenty people still fighting. They all nervously aimed their guns at the smoke, ready to kill any living things emerging from the smoke.

However, what was waiting from the smoke was not Arthur's footsteps, but the "humming" sound of a racing car motor, like the footsteps of a devil, approaching from far away, accompanied by various collision sounds in the middle.

Immediately, two racing cars, one black and one white, rushed out of the smoke.

"What the hell! Get rid of those two things!" The bodyguards, who had suffered from drones once, no longer dared to underestimate anything, and quickly turned their guns to shoot at the two cars.

But they only had time to destroy one, and the other managed to dodge bullets and get behind the bunker where the bodyguards were hiding by coquettishly moving.

"BANG!"

Ron pressed the red detonation button, and the bodyguards behind the door were blown into a puddle of flesh. Before the remaining bodyguards could observe a second of silence for their companions, Ron and Arthur, wearing gas masks, emerged from the smoke. out.

And the bolt of Ron's revolver has been opened, and it is ready to fire at any time.

"It's noon~"

(End of this chapter)