Foreword:
Fanatic desire can lead to dangerous actions and absurd things.
[Part①·Beyond cognition]
"Who's beating us?"
"Tsuen Hong Kong, Pak Yuk Lou Industrial Park, and Nanhai Temple Scenic Area are all gone!"
"Bars, water bars, smokehouses, playgrounds, dance halls, restaurants, express delivery stations, enemies are running around and beating you!"
"Black gloves! What's going on?!"
Various text messages and distress messages sent back from the city and surrounding satellite towns tell a terrifying story.
In the main urban area of more than 200 square kilometers in Clearwater Bay, there is a secret mobile force that is conducting secret sabotage, extermination and attacks almost all the time.
Most of the hall stewards died in the first round of raids. The enemies were like close friends, relatives, and brothers of the Little Brotherhood. They attacked the four main organizations of the Little Brotherhood: Telephone Gang, Calligraphy Cards Gang, Mahjong Gang, and Red Flower Gang. Opinion leaders are very familiar.
At the moment when various urban areas turned into war zones, these people's heads were cut off with precision and cruelty. They were used as props to destroy the enemy's will to fight. Photos were taken and sent to newspapers.
At this moment, Black Gloves was contacting the Feathered Serpent Blood Clan of the organization organization in the Xiangwan Ship Repair Factory, preparing for a counterattack.
But he doesn’t even know where the enemy is——
——Judging from the distress reports from various theaters, some said they were from the Executioners Chapter of the First Traffic Department, and others saw the insignia of the Bauhinia Chapter, but there is no doubt that these troop numbers belong to the quick reaction force of Guangling Zhizhi.
Six QRF regiments were already in Clearwater, seven if you include Hasband Madison's Rangers.
Although the promise made by Lena Van Persie and her eldest sister was not fulfilled. For example, the Canglang Regiment was composed of a thousand people, and only more than a hundred people actually came to the front line of the theater. However, the regimental commander and staff team who commanded the operation were all good, and the leaders of the six teams They are all veterans of more than twenty wars. Hasband has experienced hundreds of armed raids of various sizes and is a true centurion in hundreds of battles.
If these legionnaires do not intend to reveal their identities or reveal their team number stamps, with such exaggerated killing efficiency, no living person will be able to identify the troops they belong to. It is like a victim who is passively beaten and whose head is covered with a sack. He does not even know who the enemy is. Can't even figure it out.
These ruthless warriors are vicious and cunning, and their fighting style is completely different from historical records——
——After the fall of the Golden Eagle Logistics Point in the East Third District, an informant immediately came back to report the war situation. No shop in the area was spared, but the owner of the noodle shop downstairs seemed to have watched an enjoyable movie.
The boss's store is sandwiched between a stolen gold shop and a smokehouse. The buildings on both sides were sprayed with bullets, but not even the glass of the noodle shop was broken. It’s simply a supernatural event!
It was as if these monsters were like invisible demon winds and ghosts that blew through the Little Brotherhood's power base, taking away the lives of those involved, and immediately left in a hurry, leaving nothing but bullet casings and blood stains, and ran away without staying for a minute.
When people from the Zipai Gang came to count the losses in the bank, they were immediately attacked by another ambush force. Originally used as a static defense weapon for the Golden Eagle logistics point, the MG42 machine gun was a magical weapon that Black Gloves worked hard to acquire. When they appeared in the hands of another group of enemies, Black Gloves almost collapsed.
Black Glove has been to the "front line" twice. Specifically, he did not go there on his own initiative, but was passively beaten and escaped from the war zone. At the mobilization meeting, he was unwilling to open his mouth to boost the enemy's morale and destroy his own prestige - but the dozen or so blood donor clan members laughing and joking around him were completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.
"There are traitors among us, there are definitely traitors"
The Bolivian boy lit up his cigarette nervously, his eyes bloodshot, his arms trembling, and he drew the lost areas on the city map.
"Starting from the East Third District, to the Nanhua intersection in Nancheng, and the Lewis Hotel, a line is drawn, and the fourteen-kilometer front is advanced simultaneously, and more points will bloom——"
Black Glove cursed.
"——This is a premeditated! Organized! An attack with clear planned goals! Damn it."
Maybe the city map can't explain the seriousness of the problem, because Black Gloves doesn't know which urban area the enemy has hit.
Xueming's combat deployment has never been about occupying land or occupying a certain area.
More than half of the 45 million pyroxene currency has been spent as war funds for this local armed conflict. It turned into more than 1,200 firearms, countless bullets and explosives, armor and equipment.
The first step is to open up the logistics points including Jindiao, which occupies the city's central railway line and freight trucks in the south and north of the city. It is to get these things into the hands of warriors.
The subsequent deployment plans are by no means centered around the theme of siege and land occupation——
——The order given by the War King to the six war group leaders is only to kill.
There were no prisoners, no conditions for surrender, no inspection of the remaining soldiers who were pretending to be dead, and they immediately withdrew from the battlefield after a battle, allowing the next team in perfect condition to count the spoils, and rely on geographical location and intelligence advantages to eliminate the enemy to the greatest extent possible. Vigorous.
The reason why Black Gloves is so nervous and so weak is because the Little Brotherhood's battle losses are too great.
Less than forty minutes have passed since the first gunshot and the first call for help, until now he is nesting in the ship repair shop. He wants to organize the garrison to protect the safety of his ancestors and fight the enemy as much as possible. , boxing with these invisible and intangible ghost troops.
The entire Clearwater Bay is only 14 kilometers deep, and more than 800 employees of more than 1,400 drug manufacturing workshops have lost contact. The remaining more than 600 people still don’t know what happened! There is this huge information lag and the people in the Little Brotherhood are like defenseless babies. I don’t understand how powerful and terrifying the knife in the gangster’s hand is.
The Black Gloves are from a war gang under the Order, and the Little Brotherhood does have a group of veterans who can fight hard, understand the laws of the battlefield, have the will to fight, and have a very keen sense of modern warfare.
However, in the first two battles, these soldiers bearing the name of the sect were almost like fragile children. They were crushed by the restless Lions of Guangling in the encounter at the Blood Sail Gas Station.
That is a strategy that Black Glove cannot understand——
——It is a monster that is several levels ahead of his combat command ability.
In that complex and dirty urban area with many alleys, Black Gloves originally thought that his warriors were on the home field and should have a much better understanding of the environment than the enemy. They could use doors, windows, and various passages in rooms to get shots that were beneficial to them. position, and say hello cordially to the enemy's sides and butt.
The result of the head-on encounter was tragic. He was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back.
Enemies seemed to be everywhere, not just in the ground floor area. When the team was walking through the long street, the moment they exchanged fire with the enemy, the sudden coordinated shooting from the balcony of the room and the holes of the iron plate of the dirty sewer was like applying poison. The hidden weapons and flying knives penetrated into their weakest and most deadly vital points.
However, these fatal attacks only lasted for a short moment and stopped immediately, as if the commander of these ghostly ghosts knew exactly how many bullets to use and how effective they were, and then immediately let the sharp knives in the coordinated attack handle attacks from other routes. Task.
Black Glove even had a strange feeling in his heart——
——Facing the familiar streets and alleys, he even felt like he was an outsider. He didn't understand this city at all, or the old street where he grew up.
Fanatic desire will induce dangerous actions and do ridiculous things. After losing the Star Boundary Gang as a competitor, the elite soldiers of the Little Brotherhood have been resting for more than half a month, and there is not much sense of crisis left. Dissipated in the sensual life.
"Boss, don't be so nervous." A person who gave blood spoke at the big round table to comfort the leader: "You are the godson of the ancestor. The ancestor has great supernatural powers and will definitely not abandon you. Let's find a place to make a comeback - anyway, Clearwater Bay Girl, I have tasted too much, wouldn’t it be nice to change the taste? Hehehehe.”
[Part②·Beware of umbrella holders on sunny days]
Before this outstanding warrior of the Order could finish speaking, the smile stayed on his face forever.
The roar of the seagull ripped open the soft flesh of the neck, and the hot bullet brought up the same hot blood.
Black Glove's scalp was numb, and he looked at his subordinate's head tilted to the side, leaving only some flesh hanging around his neck.
He immediately called the spirit body to protect his head, only to feel a sweet smell coming from his throat. The bullet-proof heavy armor on his body was struck by bullets, making a terrifying clanking sound. He rolled and crawled to find a bunker in the workshop of the shipyard. .
Seventeen elite soldiers of the Little Brotherhood.
This is the last line of defense used by Black Gloves to protect the cult ancestors outside of Xiangwan Platform Zero.
This is also a high-value target that the eldest sister must take action personally to minimize the loss of quick reaction troops and must be assassinated quietly by the Galaxy.
Black Glove took out the radio and reported the enemy situation to the defense personnel at the Xiangwan outpost.
"There are enemies! There are enemies!"
There was a strong interference sound coming from the radio——
——The familiar and gentle voice reached Black Glove’s ears.
"Where?"
Black Glove: "Glory!? Are you at the communication outpost? Help me transfer it to the Patriarch! The enemy has already attacked the shipyard!"
Glory: "Where are you? I'm here to support you."
The bullet hit the casting platform in the workshop, almost grazing the helmet of the black gloves.
Black Glove: "I'm afraid I won't survive!"
There were wails and screams everywhere, but there were only the calls of gulls.
Glory: "Are you giving up? I can't hear you clearly. Please speak louder."
Black Glove: "I said! I'm afraid I won't survive."
Right now, right now -
——Xue Ming clearly heard the specific position of the black gloves in the room, and the twelve bullets locked on the target, almost forming a straight line.
They smashed the casting platform, cracked the iron blocks, and beat the armored body of the black gloves to tumble and tremble. They beat him until he vomited blood, his bones were broken, and he was dizzy.
He crawled out from the platform, his consciousness blurred and illusive, and he caught a glimpse of the bullet-decapitated corpse beside the round table.
His elite soldiers died in front of the table.
One died more artistically, with his upper body left on the boardwalk of the dock and his lower body falling into the cooling well of the foundry.
Two people were paralyzed in the aisle in front of the power distribution room on the second floor, their heads shattered by a double kill.
The remaining dozen or so neatly appeared to be lined up to be shot and rushed out of the dock. They fell to the ground dead in a row.
He followed the footsteps and looked over——
——Glory held an umbrella in one hand and a gun in the other. The heavy-armored elite soldier hugging her thigh was struggling to death.
The umbrella handle gently opened the shield of the helmet, and the muzzle of the gun was inserted. With the explosion of bullets, the soldier's head also split in two.
"Damn you!" Black Glove's eyes were splitting with rage: "You son of a bitch! How dare you betray the Patriarch!"
Glory didn't answer, she just raised the muzzle of the gun and fired.
The bullet was aimed at Black Glove's head, requiring the young and strong psyker to use his arm armor and strong body to block it. He didn't even dare to say another arrogant thing or spit out any nonsense, for fear that his heart and lungs would be affected by the words and he would no longer be able to control his core strength to take a defensive posture.
His posture to face the enemy sideways is very professional, trying to minimize the hit area of the heavy armor, and he can put down his right arm to search for the gun and fight back.
The little courage he had just summoned up because of his anger, he just glanced out of the helmet's observation window through the gap under his armpits, and saw that the endurance plate had been cracked by bullets - but the scene like hell made Black Gloves lose his mind. His face turned pale with fear.
It is no exaggeration to describe the road outside the shipyard as a river of blood. The bodies of the defense personnel stationed here were left on both sides of the ditch on the roadway. They were killed with almost no reaction time!
After Jing Guang finished firing all twenty-one bullets, Xue Ming took the time to reload——
——Black Glove finally took a few steps forward to close the distance and fight back with the secondary weapon on his waist!
The M92 ammunition blasted out, but it felt neither painful nor itchy when it hit Glory's body. An illusory and ethereal spirit came out of the body, and a fragrant dream floated in front of Xueming. It was a big steel cat that was invulnerable to bullets and difficult to break.
Black Glove threw away his firearm and charged forward with his heavy armor. The moment he learned that the enemy had the soul power of the Morpho Butterfly, he no longer planned to use conventional firepower to end the battle!
Just after running a few steps, a huge bombardment like a flying hammer locked his body firmly in place.
The 9*39 bullet hit him repeatedly, almost causing blood congestion in his internal organs. He felt like he was living in an iron coffin and had to be tortured before he died slowly.
After another twenty-one rounds of bullets were fired, this young and strong warrior was no longer young and had no strength.
The knee of his left leg was bent sideways by the bullet. Dragging his heavy body, he walked towards Glory little by little, limping in front of the enemy, as if he wanted to continue fighting to the death.
He pulled out the combat knife from his waist. The drop-shaped knife was very suitable for stabbing. As soon as he handed it out, the terrifying woman snatched it away.
The severe pain coming from the plastron and skirt armor meant that his intestines and little brother were probably leaking more filth. The moment he lost strength due to pain, his helmet buckle was also untied, and he breathed a sweet smell. The air becomes clearer.
Glory: "Something, I wasted a lot of bullets."
The high boots lightly kicked the black glove's chest——
——Immediately kicked the vicious gangster a few steps away. She dropped her helmet and put away her firearm to save ammunition for the decisive battle.
Glory: "But there's not much."
Black Glove's legs went limp, and he lay paralyzed on the ground, turning into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Then the oncoming flying knife hit the center of his eyebrows. At the moment before his death, the cadre of the Little Brotherhood still wanted to resist, to stand up straight and continue fighting.
Xueming threw the knife at the head and did not stop until all twelve daggers collected from the elite soldiers were used up.
The blade hit the broad forehead of Black Glove, like a flower arrangement squeezed into a row.
In the end, he still felt that it was not safe, and the sole of Hei Wugan's boot stepped hard on Hei Glove's head!
As the gunfire exploded, the eldest sister picked up her umbrella and ran upstairs quickly. She wanted to climb to the railway on the top mountain wall and go to platform zero to snipe Lawrence Madison.
There was silence in the shipyard, and a bright rose blossom bloomed on the head of the drug dealer's bodyguard, the inner guard.
——He is dead!
(End of chapter)
