The strongest tactical maid absolutely refuses to serve

There was chaos in the tent, some people woke up from their sleep directly because they were stepped on, some fumbled for their unfinished wine bottles in the dark, and some took out their guns and fired a few shots into the sky to keep everyone quiet , the younger brothers all wanted to get out of the tent, but it was too dark around, and they couldn't find where the tent door was.

wow——

A white light finally lit up inside the tent. To be precise, the white light diffused to the surroundings, and it also turned the tent into daylight in an instant, making it impossible for the younger brothers to open their eyes for a while. More importantly, the white light was Emanating from a small porous cylinder.

"Ah...it's a flash bomb!"

A younger brother whose eyes burst into blindness in an instant said in pain, and many foreigner younger brothers were all tricked at this time, covering their white eyes and rolling on the ground.

It was obvious that someone was attacking them, and the younger brothers who could still see clearly picked up their submachine guns one after another, wanting to fight to the death with the attacking enemy, but they were too late, and several black muzzles came from The tent stretched in, and those who dared to resist were shot dead on the spot. The rest of them raised their guns obediently, walked out of the tent, and knelt on the open space outside.

It really is a gun-handling machine from the other side of the Pacific Ocean, and its movements are so standard...

"Captain, the tents in the camp have been suppressed, and now only the house is left."

A comrade with an MP-155 shotgun reported the situation to the veteran captain. All ghosts and snakes are paper tigers. In less than 3 minutes, the comrades of the committee suppressed most of the camp personnel. It was simply too simple, after all, it is a professional As personnel, fighting monsters may not be very good, but they are still in the N1 echelon for "carrying the coffin".

Now that the committee has placed searchlights in the camp, the veteran captain and other intelligence agents have turned on the night vision goggles. He himself glanced back at the other two teams that were processing the prisoners. Their speed is very fast, and they should not have slipped through the net. fish.

In other words, only the enemies in this wooden house are left.

"Let's go comrades, let's go and finish our mission."

The veteran captain shook his hand to the comrades of team A, the shield walked in front, the shotgun and the submachine gun followed, and the other personnel walked towards the wooden house in the formation behind.

At first, he thought he would help the other two teams, but they didn't need to do anything. Now everyone turned their attention to this wooden house, and the comrades with flamethrowers also ran over, ready to set fire to people. come out.

crunch--

Just when the veteran captain was about to lead the team to attack, the wooden door of the house was suddenly pushed open, and an old man in a suit and a Mediterranean hairstyle walked out.

He was making a "creaking" sound all over his body, which was probably caused by the friction of bones, and both of his eyes were collapsed. He was holding an M111A1 in his hand, followed by a man covered in a sheet People, the sheets are still tied with ropes, men and women cannot be distinguished, but they are wearing leather shoes.

"Don't move around! Otherwise, I'll blow him up!"

The godfather raised his right hand holding the pistol, and the veteran captain immediately discovered that there was something similar to a "pulse detector" tied to his wrist, and the searchlight immediately shone over, illuminating the cabin brightly.

Maybe he planted a bomb on the body of the hostage behind him. Is this his plan to kill him?

The veteran captain aimed his gun at the godfather, anxiously thinking about what to do next. It is estimated that the minister is also thinking of a way now. The godfather's left hand has been kept in the suit all the time. The extent to which the bed sheet is propped up, if it is really a bomb, then at least more than ten kilograms are tied...

"Calm down first! Calm down first! Everyone retreats, comrades retreat."

Facing the threat of bombs, the veteran captain quickly told his comrades to retreat, and winked at the captain of Team B behind the godfather, who immediately understood.

"Get back! Get out of here! Go as far as you can! Get out of here—"

In the night sky, the godfather shouted in a hoarse voice, his movements became more and more agitated, and he swung his left hand out of his suit. As expected by the veteran captain, he was holding a detonator in his hand.

"Okay, okay! Let's go now! Let's go now! You calm down first... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, because we don't have to go."

bah—

Before the veteran captain finished speaking, a sharp gunshot came from the west hillside. The godfather's left wrist was pierced by a .338 caliber bullet on the spot, and a delicate flower of blood bloomed, revealing his white skin. Huahua's bone marrow, at the same time, an anesthetic needle flew from behind him and pierced his neck. It was shot from the gun of the special shooter of Team B.

"Damn...you..."

Under the action of the anesthesia needle, the godfather's eyes gradually became dim, and the pain from his left hand also gradually decreased, and his consciousness slowly began to blur.

At this time, the veteran captain took the opportunity to rush up with his comrades, lowered his gun, pressed it to the ground, deactivated the detonating device on his right wrist, and dragged him and the "hostage" away.

"Report to Comrade Minister, we have completed the suppression, request instructions."

After confirming that the other party was completely controlled, the veteran captain pressed the intercom to report the mission victory to Nightingale. It's probably time to end what happened tonight. It was simpler than expected and not as complicated as imagined.

Chapter 31 This time it's the committee's turn to fight monsters (be beaten)

"By God, it took a total of two minutes and 41 seconds, with zero casualties and zero mistakes. It's okay! At least we didn't lose our face."

Looking at the screen uploaded from the combat tablet, Alice glanced at the tactical watch on the inside of her left wrist and expressed her satisfaction.

To be precise, this result is already very good. It suppressed dozens of militants in a short period of time without giving the enemy a chance to fight back. In the end, it was also accurate and quick when dealing with IEDs (self-made explosives). More importantly, this is just It was at the discretion of the combat personnel on site, Nightingale did not perform any "micro-manipulation".

The general will be outside, and the king's life will not be accepted.Under such intensity of combat, it is true that the captains of each team should make the most correct judgment. Relying on the commander is far from enough, so they did a good job.

In this regard, Alice just nodded slightly. She hoped that the comrades in the Jiangcheng branch could do better, because who can't predict what they will face tomorrow?

Maybe one day the "gods" will also block the way of human progress. If that day really comes, there will be nothing more than two results, one is that humans collectively return to the stone cave, and the other is "" "God" lay quietly on the operating table, and human beings will continue to walk, and may even eventually go to another world.

"It's indeed a pretty good job. Originally, the Jiangcheng branch was a 'resort'. Novices, old people who are about to retire, or people who are not wanted by other branches are all here, so it's good to have such a result. This year My budget is a bit tight again…”

Nightingale sighed under the blackout cloth and shrugged helplessly.

"By God, who wants Jiangcheng to be in good weather before the 'incident' erupts? We don't have any important facilities in this place, and spies won't come here to hang around... Or go back to Nightingale to find someone from the KGB. We remember that the KGB didn't say They still have a liaison station in Jiangcheng, don’t they? Find it out and let those Soviet agents see how powerful our Huaguo intelligence agents are.”

Alice said while looking at the combat tablet, in fact, she was just joking, what kind of jokes are you making with friendly units?It's okay to look for trouble.

"Let's not talk about seniors, the KGB people quit Jiangcheng three months ago. The reason is that there is no point in staying behind. They handed over all the safe houses in the suburbs."

Nightingale with a dejected face said helplessly, before the "incident" broke out, Jiangcheng hadn't been targeted by others.

It can be said that from the end of the second civil war to the outbreak of the "incident", Jiangcheng has not had any major incidents, and minor incidents have not come to the fore. Perhaps for the committee, the biggest thing these days is the KGB's announcement of withdrawal from Jiangcheng. Then there is nothing else.

After the "incident" broke out, the Jiangcheng City People's Committee was very busy. First, it had to deal with various monster attacks and violent crimes committed by "bandit" NPCs. These can usually be solved by the people of Jiangcheng themselves, but once encountered Something out of the ordinary.

For example, the world boss "Thunder Sorrower" a week ago was really about to abandon the rhythm of the city. Fortunately, it was successfully resolved in the end, and all losses were suppressed within an acceptable, but heavy loss limit.

"So that's the case? By the gods, you have to work hard, little Nightingale. The tasks in the future will only become more and more difficult. Easy is impossible..."

Alice pursed her lips, talking slightly swollen. At this time, the picture on the combat tablet showed the situation in front of the camp cabin. From the beginning, her eyes never left the tablet, and she always felt that something was wrong.

"Senior, what's wrong with you? The task over there is over, what's the problem?"

Seeing Alice's somewhat "questioning" expression, Nightingale was a little puzzled, because now all targets are under control, and there is no such thing as resistance.

"By God, Little Nightingale, don't you think it's a little strange?"

Alice pointed to the screen on the combat tablet and said.

"Look at this hostage, this group of sinners who are dressed like the American gangsters, but they shoot wildly when they see people, how did they get the hostages? And there are these pants and shoes. Isn't this a match for a suit? I always feel There's a little bit of dissonance..."

"Ah, this... seems to make sense."

Nightingale nodded, thinking that there was indeed such a possibility, so she picked up the walkie-talkie and said.

"This is Nightingale, this is Nightingale, the hostages may be in 'hostile danger', all units pay attention, it is forbidden to rescue the hostages rashly.

…………

"Here is the veteran, the message is over."

On the side of the foreigner's camp, the veteran captain responded to Nightingale's instructions. He only brought three people to stay beside the wooden house. The others all retreated more than ten meters and formed a fan shape to observe the situation on the veteran's side.

Could it be a "fake hostage"...

The veteran captain showed his wolf-like eyes, carefully sizing up the hostages wrapped in sheets in front of him.

If you think about it carefully, why the foreign old man came out instead of the hostage. This is a bit like the old man protecting the "hostage". It's not impossible, but it's better to be careful first.

"Comrade, don't worry, don't worry."

The veteran captain held his rifle on his chest and stretched out his hands to the "hostage" to calm his emotions from afar.

"You may have a bomb on your body. We will deal with this problem right away. Don't move around...Xiao Liu, check his condition."

"Okay, Comrade Captain."

Little Liu put his rifle on his back neatly, and put all the bomb disposal equipment in his backpack on the ground. The other three, including the veteran, retreated, hid behind the explosion-proof shield, and aimed their guns at the "hostages". to prevent any accidents.

"Comrade, don't be afraid, I'll defuse the bomb right away."

Taking out the scissors from his pocket, Xiao Liu approached the hostage wrapped in the sheet, and after a few clicks, the rope used to tie the sheet was cut.

"It will be fine soon!"

Xiao Liu said cheerfully, now is the time to check the "bomb". When he got here, Xiao Liu carefully grasped the bed sheet with both hands, and then prepared to slowly lift it, because he didn't know if there would be a bomb inside. "Extremely easy to break" lines, this kind of thing often appears in various IEDs, which is hard to guard against.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right away...I'll—oh!"

Sa——

A red figure suddenly flashed out from under the sheet that was about to be lifted. Xiao Liu didn't react all of a sudden, his legs were entangled by the "red" object in an instant, and he fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity. Pulled under the sheet, let out a distraught scream.

"what--"

The cry of "separation of flesh and blood" spread throughout the entire camp in an instant, not only the members of the committee, but also the foreigners who were kneeling looked over.

The sheet was shaking constantly, as if a person was struggling in pain, and it seemed that hundreds of thousands of maggots were wriggling on it, and the white cloth was gradually turning as bright red as blood.

But it turned into pure white in the next second, and the "hostage" inside the bed sheet became taller, about three meters high, and it also revealed its bright red pair of eyes with sharp teeth like a ferocious tyrannosaurus. feet and strong thighs.

"Damn it! Is it really the one at noon today? Everyone fire! Fire—"

Seeing this, the veteran captain immediately screamed, and pressed the trigger to shoot at the white sheet. The other committee intelligence agents also opened fire, and the bullets rained down on the white sheet, leaving large and small scars on it. Hundreds of holes.

"Everyone retreat, don't be caught by it, the fire-breathing soldier breathes fire, comrades, hurry up! I rely on-"

Dong——

A deafening sound of violent collisions immediately entered the veteran captain's cochlea. He hurriedly looked forward. The comrade holding the shield at the front was pierced by tentacles, and the explosion-proof shield was strung inside. That thing can block the explosion. The M43 bullets shot directly at close range!Is this a cannonball?

hiss hiss hiss...

The white bed sheet full of bullet holes was torn from the inside, and an ugly face was exposed to everyone's view. Its body was no longer the arms of a normal person. It is long and thick, with sharp claws on its hands, and a few tentacles floating in the air on its back, looking very aggressive.

Moreover, its abdomen is actually "open". The so-called "open" actually means opening a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Oh my god... WDNMD, what kind of monsters are these..."

Faced with this kind of creature that only exists in "monster" movies, the veteran captain in a state of severe information asymmetry said helplessly that human power is effective, and sometimes it is really impossible to be a human being in this life.

"Damn! I'm not a human anymore!"

The veteran captain spat on the ground and replaced the rifle with a new magazine with a click.

(Friendly reminder from the author: No spitting anywhere, strive to be a civilized person.)

"Comrades, follow me! You must not let this beast leave here today, long live the people! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—"

Chapter 32 Don't explode monsters at any time!

"We're under attack, call for backup! Call for backup—"

"Damn! It's coming, the Pyro goes on top, the rest fire, where's the Pyro? Who's there?"

"Everyone spread out quickly, don't get entangled, otherwise... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, help me!"

"We need heavy weapon support, we need... zizizizizizi..."

The communication from the earphones ended after a burst of electromagnetic sound. Alice and Nightingale under the shade cloth were both stunned. Two pairs of small eyes looked at each other, and a big question mark was erected above their heads.

Ah...that's right!The monster exploded again, and the monster exploded again, isn't it annoying!

The gunshots in the distance have not stopped, which means that the fighting in the camp is still going on. Alice understands the source of those gunshots. The "typing" sound of the submachine gun, it seems that the situation over there is not very good.

"Hey, hey! This is Nightingale, please answer if you hear it, please answer it if you hear it."

On Alice's side, Nightingale anxiously called the intelligence agents in the camp on the walkie-talkie. The current situation was very urgent. It was obviously just a "suppression" mission, but a small boss broke out unexpectedly.

The equipment carried by the comrades this time is only two flamethrowers at most, and it seems to be missing now. I guess you don’t have any explosives. The only best way now is to let the comrades hold this Only monsters, and then long-distance guided missile attacks, so that casualties can be minimized.

"This is a veteran. What is this thing? Our weapons can't harm it. We need to support it."

After a long time, the voice of the veteran captain came from the intercom. Judging from his hasty tone, the battle in the camp seemed to be at a stalemate. I am afraid that after a while, when the bullets ran out, there would be nothing to do.

"Don't worry, comrades, you can hold on for another 2 minutes. I have already locked your coordinates, and the tactical missiles will be in place immediately. Regardless of the casualties, you must evacuate in one minute and thirty seconds, and execute the order!"

Nightingale was also in a panic. Fortunately, as the head of the committee branch, she was by no means a vase in terms of execution ability. After inputting the coordinates of the camp into the combat tablet, she quickly issued an attack order. Although the committee did not have hundreds of thousands of artillery strikes like the PLA , but the peerless "swordsmanship" of "one-shot kill" can still be used casually.

Bing——Bing——

After continuously operating on the combat tablet, two icons representing missiles appeared on the screen of the tablet in Nightingale's hand, which was much more comfortable than playing "Thunder Sorrower" before.

Modern weapons can be completely unrestricted, all kinds of information systems are unobstructed, and it finally returns to modern warfare, which feels pretty good.

"Senior, how is it? Comrades, are your emergency handling capabilities okay?"

Nightingale pointed to the picture on the combat tablet. Although there was a small communication problem and everyone could not be contacted, the cameras on the intelligence agents were still working.

Judging from the screen sent back, the veteran captain is leading the remaining intelligence agents in a desperate struggle, and the battle is fierce, and now even the reserve team is also engaged in the battle.

"By God, generally speaking, it's okay, but you are still too young, Nightingale. The younger you are, the easier it is."

Alice squinted at Nightingale and smiled with interest.