The nine-member team performed their duties, and the technicians and operators worked together to release two drones. One is a hand-thrown drone, which is relatively large and relies on gliding and wing lift to monitor the entire swamp area in real time. One is a very petite elf drone, used to drill into narrow cracks.
Lao Pao simply measured the wind speed. "12.4 meters per second, one level lower than when we started." The speed measuring rod placed on the ruins of a decaying old house in the swamp is transmitting data back in real time.
"Roger." The technical soldiers also received the message. They came all the way from the valley. They were collecting meteorological and hydrological information along the way. It is November now, and the coldest month has not yet come. The temperature is not very low, but severe cold. A rare period of calm a while ago. However, drones in the wild cannot withstand strong winds. Walking in Tong'an Mountains without eyes in the sky is almost like being sent into an ambush.
The old cannon's mask flashed an alarm slightly, which was a low temperature warning. In order to save fuel, operating the exoskeleton at full power would inevitably cut off other items, and the heating pipeline was naturally the first to bear the brunt. Lao Pao took out the cold-proof towel around his neck, coughed a few times into his fists, rubbed his hands, imagining that there was a bonfire waiting for him.
No matter how advanced equipment the soldiers wear, a campfire and a pot of hot water will always be their constant pursuit.
"There are still five minutes to complete the inspection. It won't take too long." The technician said.
"Gululu..." Lao Pao saw the yin and yang head sticking out his tongue at the mouth of his own pot, making him so embarrassed to drink water. This man drinks water like a cow, but also drinks tea in small sips. It is really a collection of contradictions.
"Bring it here." Lao Pao said angrily, filling half of Habut's kettle with his eyes wide open. The two of them were both superiors and subordinates, but also like a pair of brothers.
"Tell me, where is your gun oil?" Lao Pao asked.
"Here, here." Yin Yangtou took a sip and patted the side pocket of his backpack. At least he didn't dare to be careless when it came to life-critical things. The extremely low temperatures in the wild will cause most firearms to malfunction, including the very durable Type 75 rifle.
Taking advantage of the gap in reconnaissance of the terrain, Lao Pao inspected the anti-swamp-dwelling demon gun. This kind of special firearms are prone to malfunction due to their special mechanical structure. It is best to carry out frequent maintenance whenever there is a gap. Especially weapons with nooses.
Lao Pao deftly disassembled the rifle, leaving even the sight. After installing the bolt into the additional contact point on the left arm of the exoskeleton, he put the entire noose rifle into his backpack. There are a large number of swamps near the valley. Ordinary small-caliber bullets are very difficult to use against bog-dwelling demons. Moreover, the bog-dwelling demons themselves are relatively valuable. If the threat is great, they must be destroyed. For smaller ones, it is best to hook them at close range. It's easier to handle after dragging it over. Although this time it was a cleanup and demonstration of strength, Lao Pao didn't mind making extra money, and the noose gun modified from the underwater rifle was naturally of great use.
"Come here, I'll give you the wire." Lao Pao handed over the steel wire behind the arrow-shaped bullet to the Yin Yang head who was also doing maintenance at the back.
When handing over the line, I accidentally took out the photo in my breast pocket, which was a family photo of Lao Pao. When Lao Pao picked it up, Yin Yang Tou saw it, and the other party immediately admired it and said it was cute and healthy.
"How old is your daughter?"
"Seven years old." Lao Pao said briefly as he took back the photo, loosened the zipper and stuffed it into his underwear pocket to prevent it from accidentally falling out again. "After this year's events come to an end, I plan to take a leave of absence and move to *** Square."
"Then you and Xin Tou are going to be neighbors?" Yin Yang Tou winked and said, "Xin Tou has a son, and you have a daughter. Let's make a baby kiss. From now on, we will be neighbors across the street, and we will be a kiss." , it’s pretty good, isn’t it?”
Lao Pao was noncommittal about this. He saw from the corner of his eye that the technical soldiers had finished processing the data, so he coughed.
"Move your butt, let's talk next time"
"Besides, they like this. We can allocate it, but they can't. Otherwise, what would we do here?" Lao Pao put on his helmet and said seriously, picking up the Type 75 rifle at hand. This gun designed before the war still operates well in severe cold conditions. The caseless Type 80 rifle is actually not popular anywhere.
Today is a rare sunny day with good visibility. With the vision intensifier turned on, I can see several kilometers away.
"The wind speed is still decreasing, 10
Meters per second, the wind is level 6. "The technical soldier's exoskeleton popped up the wind speed recorder.
"Putting in another drone is a bit too quiet." Lao Pao warned. The technicians understood and assembled another tactical drone one after another with the operator.
"Let's go." The technical soldier grabbed the drone with both arms, spun it on the spot, and threw it into the sky with force. With a "buzz" sound, the four-rotor drone suddenly shot straight into the sky and stopped until it was no longer visible to the naked eye.
"I'm calibrating the flight path and climbing..." The technician called up the area map on the visual panel while planning the drone's flight path on the successfully connected arm master control panel. "The six-eye navigation has been turned on. The estimated altitude is 1,200 meters. The posture is stable. The front is safe. No danger has been found. The ice is stable. We can follow the route to the next assembly point."
Lao Pao repeatedly confirmed that there was no one else in the area, and then he felt relieved. He didn't know why he had palpitations just now. Having been in the military for a long time, he has had so many experiences that his head is always on the line, so he trusts his intuition very much. Unless he can find definite evidence to prove that his intuition is wrong, the veteran will choose the opposite choice.
The old cannon waved his hand forward, and the soldiers continued to move forward. The wind dropped to Level 6 and never dropped again. The soil in the valley is not very fertile, and the weather is too cold to breed the tall trees that existed before the war. Even in the inner areas of the valley, scraps were deliberately composted for a long time before a protective forest was successfully cultivated.
With high-altitude drone detection, the soldiers were able to jump out of their shelter and quickly slide their sleds to the first target point. Wu Sheng arrived at the swamp-dwelling demon's lair. Alien beasts always have very sensitive senses. Even if they may be in hibernation at this time, it does not mean that they are easy to approach.
The technical soldier carefully threw in a sensitive rolling ball that was used to detect paths and explode. Based on the echo, he judged whether the road inside was clear. After a minute or two of close-range detection, combined with the image transmission of the small drone, it was judged that it could be entered.
Lao Pao ordered a three-person team to blast. There was no need to specifically find out the location of the swamp-dwelling demon. It was enough to roughly confirm that it was there. The structure here is not very strong, so even if it collapses, it can be considered a success. If the swamp-dwelling monster chooses to break out of the ground, relying on trees to block it in the wilderness is also a good strategy.
The three-person team each entered with two explosive satchels, and the remaining six people moved to the cliff to prepare for an ambush. Surrounding three and missing one is effective in many situations.
Following the complicated terrain behind the demolition team, the communication weakened greatly. Within a quarter of an hour, the old artillery lost contact. He was not worried. They had survived many more fierce battles than this one. It could be said that among pure human warriors, they were basically the elites second only to Little White Dragon. The latter were also brutally massacred in Xinghu by taking advantage of their advantage, and only a few people were let go.
As time passed by, and three minutes later than the agreed time, Lao Pao lost his temper slightly. He still couldn't be contacted, and there seemed to be no movement down there. He didn't stupidly send one or two people to watch, but the entire team moved to another point that had been observed in advance. He suppressed his heart that was beating a little harder and convinced himself that these three people were just in a little trouble. After all, there were too many uncontrollable factors in the lair, and it was possible for the wires to get wet due to excessive moisture.
Moving to a new point, Lao Pao stared at the opening where the three-person team had entered. After ten minutes of timeout, there was still no movement at all. Finally, someone couldn't help but ask for a closer look.
Lao Pao couldn't refuse this request. He once again checked the drone that was still flying normally and confirmed that there was no movement around him. Then he sent another two-person team to investigate. Communication relays were placed every distance to ensure contact. . Originally, these repeaters were used to maintain contact with the valley floor during long-distance marches, but now they no longer have so many concerns.
After the group disappeared at the entrance of the cave, Lao Pao asked, "How are you?"
"return……"
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden strong vibration, and then a wave of sound swelled out. In an instant, the swamp-dwelling demon half lying on the water turned into a whirlwind of fire, and countless gravel, rubble, and flesh fell down like rain. .
Lao Pao was stunned for two seconds, and then realized that this was a designed trap!
"Retreat!" This was Lao Pao's first reaction.
in his reaction rises
At that moment, bullets from nowhere suddenly covered the remaining four people's positions. The bullet hit the old cannon's exoskeleton steel armor crisply. The impact and sharp roar made him dizzy. He rolled and crawled behind the stone. When the stone fragments were flying around, he I saw with my own eyes that the technical soldier was turned into a ball of mud after being set on fire, and the exoskeleton armor could not protect him.
The rain of bullets didn't last long, but the old gunman couldn't tell where the bullets came from from the sound, because they were everywhere!
Yin Yangtou survived by chance. He lay in the mud and Lao Pao tried to talk to him through the intercom.
"Don't move! Get your bearings!"
Yin Yangtou raised his head slightly, trying to say something, but the next moment he was shot in the head. The red and white stuff splashed all over Lao Pao.
He is the only one left alive now.
The red dot aimed at his face felt a non-existent itching sensation. Lao Pao knew that he was probably doomed this time. The warm blood on his forehead flowed to the corners of his lips, and the salty smell of blood taunted him for bringing his old comrades with him. Entering a well-designed death trap. And from the beginning, his instinct reminded him to leave quickly.
Let's go, where are we going?
Who else could be the one who could design him? It can only be Xin Twenty-four who is meticulous, protective and forgiving, but Lao Pao doesn't understand why Xin Twenty-four betrayed him. What's the use of betraying him?
Thinking of this, Lao Pao decided to be a sensible dead man. He shouted: "Listen outside, I want to be a sensible dead man. At least tell me who ordered you to kill us!"
As he spoke, Lao Pao threw away his rifle and came out from the bunker with his hands raised. Immediately, a dozen red dots focused on his chest and head. Through a little reflection, Lao Pao realized that the attacker had always been hidden in the mud under the swamp. No wonder the drone did not respond. And they didn't expect such an ambush outside the swamp-dwelling demon's lair.
The bitterness of betrayal was on my lips.
Lao Pao shouted: "At least give me a clear way to die..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blood jelly burst out from between Lao Pao's eyebrows, and he fell straight down. He vaguely heard the sound of bullet casings falling to the ground, but it didn't seem to be there.
