"Hey, kid, yesterday was your first day on the mission, so I took you with me. From now on, you can stay with the other team members."
However, after Kyle decisively rejected that group of people's suggestion to play chess yesterday, they collectively ignored Kyle like elementary school boys, even deliberately missing a set of basic equipment.
Kyle, who originally had no intention of working for a long time, didn't care. He just felt that the basic equipment was really shabby, and even provided less equipment than when he was a patrolman in the new city.
"Okay, let's officially set off. Arrive at the institute on time at ten in the morning to meet up with the transport team, and strive to deliver the escort target to the destination before lunch."
Lao Qi's voice came from the loudspeaker of the troop carrier, and except for him and the driver who could sit in the front seat, the rest of the team members could only squeeze into the poorly ventilated compartment in the back.
This decision, which was convenient for management but not safe at all, made Kyle more willing to leave. After all, it was difficult for the team members in the back of the car to grasp the situation in front. There were only two people in the entire team as observers, and in the end, one person One is the driver and the other is the captain.
If an RPG comes over, the whole car will be scrapped. I don’t know what Lao Qi thinks, but his kind is actually similar to Old Jack. Basically, his skills are focused on human relations, but Unlike Xincheng, which is cloaked in the guise of civilization, the Syndicate only fights and kills.
"They couldn't have picked a better day to deliver the goods. The streets are absolutely jammed right now."
"Why is Syndicate Street so congested today?"
"Have you forgotten? Those guys from Yagyu are holding some kind of summer festival, and now many people are coming to help prepare it. It is probably like some kind of festival created by the merchants themselves."
"G**, isn't the only festival celebrated by the Syndicate? The Ghost Festival? Why are Yagyu's guys here now gesticulating?"
"Isn't this normal? The current head of Yagyu's family is a man in his thirties. He is always thinking of doing something new. If he continues to mess around like this, I guess he will die faster than his father."
"How about having too many festivals? Multiple festivals are always a good thing, and the women in Yagyu are so obedient. The last time I went there -"
呲——
The troop carriers and cargo trucks all stopped because a truck suddenly came over in front of them and forced them to stop.
"*Civildis*, you are seeking death!"
"I*your mother*dog*fuck*"
"I want to see blood flowing like a river!"
The people in the trunk suddenly started to curse, and the whole trunk turned into a conference for Dees pianists. However, Kyle, who had been observing through the gap between the side windows and the front window, remained silent and quickly approached the rear door. After realizing that it required someone in the front seat to open it, he directly pulled out his pistol and smashed the smart lock, then kicked it open. rear door.
"Kyle! What are you doing?"
"Damn it, Wayne, you'll have to pay for it if you break this door."
"Made, this pretty boy only has one face, and he turns out to be a coward. It's normal to have someone else in the syndicate -"
boom!
A grenade hit the personnel carrier from the side. The strong explosion caused the personnel carrier to roll over. The people inside fainted due to the strong impact before they could react. Some of the bones were even inserted into the vehicle. His throat was vomiting blood and foam, waiting to die.
Just when the masked man wanted to get closer and fire a second grenade, Kyle, who had been hiding aside for a long time, raised his hand and shot, just hitting the muzzle of the grenade gun, knocking the masked man directly. Blast to pieces.
"Report the situation! Report the situation!"
Lao Qi's voice came from the radio on his waist. It seemed that the two people sitting in the front seat had escaped. However, Kyle would not answer now. After all, he was probably used as cannon fodder in the past, so he still pretended. He must be mute.
After turning off the radio, Kyle continued to watch the next development. From now on, it seemed that the group of masked men were trying to rob the goods they were transporting, that is, the terrible substances and research data.
Originally, Kyle wanted to have a try with that group of people, but now he is a new employee who has just joined the company. Besides, if he pays a few hundred yuan a month, why should I risk my life?
Thinking of this, Kyle continued to hide aside, but the group of masked men may not agree with Kyle's approach and slowly approached Kyle's bunker.
"I'm just going to let one of you die. Are you going to do this to me?"
Kyle muttered, then secretly threw a flash bomb against the bottom of a nearby car.
Snapped!
A violent flash enveloped the group of masked men, but Kyle did not jump out directly like before, because the group of masked men seemed to have telepathy. The moment the flash bomb exploded, they immediately stood back to back. Together, one hand held the main weapon for suppressive fire, and the other hand held a pistol with a full magazine.
clang!
The bullet ricocheted and hit the ground where Kyle was squatting.
No one has such bad luck. Just like a chain trap, if you jump into one, there will be another result. Now Kyle hopes that his teammates in the back compartment can climb out quickly so that someone can help him attract firepower.
Looking at the rollover car in the distance with its door open, Kyle suddenly understood that the remaining people who were still alive were planning to pretend to be dead inside.
Then let me trick you out.
Kyle touched a stone, threw it directly into the car accurately, and turned on the radio and shouted:
"Fire in the hole!"
The FAC team members who thought it was a grenade thrown in quickly climbed out of the car. As soon as they climbed out of the car, they were beaten hard by a masked man not far away. Several people were shot in the buttocks. It can only be said that the damage was not high. , but extremely insulting.
The FAC members who were forced out could no longer pretend to be dead, nor could they sit on the ground. They could only lie on the ground in a strange posture, and then shoot at the masked people.
After seeing that this group of useless players finally diverted a little of the masked man's attention, Kyle wanted to steal two heads, but every time he raised his head, he would be suppressed by the automatic rifle again.
Kyle, who was sitting on the ground, used a mirror to observe the masked man's position, hoping to find the opportunity to shoot. However, when the masked man walked past a certain place, Kyle saw the near miss near the ground. Hit your own bullet.
"Just give it a try."
Kyle calculated the angle and emptied a magazine at a lamppost in the distance. As a result, only two of the twelve bullets bounced to where they were supposed to go, and the ankles of the two masked men were pierced by the ricocheted bullets. , it seems that the opponent's luck is not very good either.
Although the two masked men lost their ability to move, the remaining masked men had already obtained the safe suitcase for transportation, and the contents inside were the research data that FAC was responsible for escorting this time.
But all the FAC players present were shouting in their hearts: Take that thing away quickly, I only have a few hundred dollars a month, why are you trying to kill me?
I don’t know if the masked people really heard the prayers of the FAC members. After getting the relevant safes, this group of unidentified people who didn’t say a word during the whole process left.
"*Civildis*, luckily there are still two guys who can't walk."
"Yes, they are our prisoners."
There were a few shameless guys who walked directly towards the masked man who could not move. They bullied the weak and feared the strong, which was a vivid performance by them.
"Hurry up and surrender, let me see what you look like under the hood!"
"The bullets are gone and my legs can't move. Why are we still fighting? Hurry up and let us be healthy!"
Several people who wanted to take the credit immediately ran to the two masked men, kicked away the guns beside them, and were about to pull off their hoods when they suddenly heard from the two masked men. There was a click.
The FAC players looked at each other.
"*Civildis*."
Boom boom boom! ! !
