I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 256: Cold blood
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Bleeding blood in the mouth, as if hit by a car on the chest, Aisha ’s petite body flew out and hit the wall hard. If she was not wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, she might be dead.
Blood slipped from the corner of the mouth and forced to bear the pain in the chest. Aisha did not dare to hesitate, rolled a few rolls on the spot and rolled to the side.
Almost at the same time, there was another bullet, almost rubbing her to her original position.
Four splashes of cement scrape brushed her cheeks, and the 12.76mm bullet left a deep hole in the bowl!
Fleeing from the area directly visible through the window, Aisha finally breathed a sigh of relief, pulling her teeth off the broken chest coat.
Even if a genetic agent is injected, the bullet is equal to everyone.
Although the damage of the current rifle is lower than the last level, the power of the sniper rifle is unquestionable. Judging from the degree of damage to the ground, the other party is probably still using anti-equipment sniper rifles-Barrett M82!
The bullet was bounced away, but it still left a broken indent on the polyethylene bulletproof plate. The huge movement made Aisha just feel like her chest was hit by a car.
Xia Shiyu was completely scared, lying on the ground motionlessly.
"Aisha ..."
"Don't come, get down!" Seeing Xia Shiyu wanted to come over to help, Aisha hurriedly raised her hand to stop her.
The sunken part of the front armor just hit her breastbone, seriously affecting her breathing.
After swallowing the blood in her mouth, she gritted her teeth and reached out to remove the polyethylene bulletproof plate in front of her chest.
It was originally a one-off, and since it has been cracked, it does n’t make much sense to hang on your chest.
Taking a deep breath, Aisha calmly pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it at the window.
"Stay where you are, if you have trouble breathing, try to stick to the floor." Aisha said, worried that Xia Shiyu stood up.
"Uh."
Floating on the ground, the smoke concealed the scared face.
Moving his body, Aisha picked up Catherine's helmet and assault rifle, and returned to the window.
Pull out the lighter and heat up the helmet, then Aisha uses the rifle to hold the helmet and slowly reaches the window.
Bang—!
Almost immediately after the "outcrop", the helmet was blown out by bullets.
Is there any thermal imaging?
Aisha's brow tightened, and she looked at the door.
Obviously, the other party went to the sniper point she had just left. If you say that, the doorway will definitely be within the sniper range. Unable to move the position, it was completely suppressed in this room.
In the face of sniper suppression in reality, this is the first time.
What to do ...
Taking a deep breath, Aisha squeezed the ghost sniper rifle tightly in her hand.
The severe pain in her chest made her feel a little trance, and she almost did not faint because of the strong support of consciousness.
The body temperature is getting colder and the consciousness is slow.
EP shimmers insignificantly.
Aisha, who noticed abnormalities in the EP, hesitated for a moment and reached out to open the EP.
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Hidden gene code:
Cold Blood: Reduce the surface temperature to the limit, and the vital signal shrinks the dead body to achieve the effect of "stealth" from various non-optical reconnaissance equipment.
Side effects: Metabolic rate is reduced to the limit, affecting wound healing, prolonged use may cause shock.
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Gene hiding code? Eliminate the heat source?
Can this really be done?
...... No matter what, you can only gamble.
Taking a deep breath again, feeling the temperature falling to the limit and the heartbeat slowing to the limit, Aisha squatted on the edge of the window with a ghost sniper rifle.
The bullet did n’t come, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
In the smoke, it is impossible for the other party to see her without the help of thermal imaging.
The thermal imaging function on the sight is activated, and the crosshairs lock the bright spot at a thousand yards.
"Goodbye."
Aisha pulled the trigger and blood splashed in the camera.
"Killed ..." muttered to himself.
At the same time, her tight consciousness is finally at the limit.
The smoke began to disperse, the sniper rifle slipped from her hand, and Aisha fell to the ground.
"Aisha!"
I heard someone shouting her name faintly, but she could n’t hear the next words.
So sleepy.
I really want to sleep ...
......
Waking up from a coma, the old knife climbed hard from the ground.
"Fucking his grandma, this kid is really heavy."
Touch your pocket, the gun and the phone are in your pocket.
"This is a lot of trouble."
He rubbed Wu Qing's cheek, and the old knife grinned and sat on the side bench. The sky was completely dark. After lying on the concrete floor for so long, Jiang Chen must have run away.
Take out his phone and call Jiang Chen with an old knife.
"The user you called is not in the service area, or is turned off ..." The announcer's voice came from my ear.
"Should it be expected?" Lao Dao sighed with a wry smile and hung up the phone.
At this moment, his phone rang.
"Hello?"
"It's me, Miao Jun." There was a weak voice over the phone.
"Xiaojun ?! Where are you now!" Lao Dao asked in a hurry.
Although the voice sounds embarrassed, it is indeed Miao Jun's voice. The old knife didn't hold any hope, but he didn't expect that he could escape from the CIA! If he saw the agent's face, this would undoubtedly bring a turning point for the deadlock situation.
On the other hand, although he did n’t say anything, he was indeed worried about the safety of this immature student.
"I am in the suburbs ..."
"You hold on first! The address tells me, I will come and pick you up immediately."
Ask the address clearly, and Lao Dao rushed to his Santana, and drove towards the suburbs.
On the way, he reported to the headquarters that Jiang Chen had lost contact and that Miao Jun had been rescued.
Regarding Jiang Chen ’s disobedience, his superior, Major General Liu, was silent for a moment and did not get angry, but just ordered him to quickly go to rescue the Miao army who escaped from the CIA. As for Jiang Chen's case, he has already dispatched others to deal with it.
When the call was over, he almost drove to where Miao Jun said.
Parked the car on the side of the road. The old knife pulled out his pistol and rushed into the alley.
Soon, he saw Miao Jun leaning on the corner of the wall with his hand covering his abdomen.
Blood stains all over, bruises all over his face.
Seeing this scene, Lao Dao's heart burst into anger and hurried to Miao Jun's side, placing one of his arms on his shoulders.
"Fuck him, don't let Lao Tzu catch the bunch of cubs--" The man who looked at the CIA tossed his comrade-in-arms into this look, and the old knife suddenly scolded.
However, just halfway through these words, his voice suddenly froze.
Slowly, he looked down.
"Why ..."
"No why."
The blood on Miao Jun ’s body was fake, and the weak voice was also pretended.
At the moment, the blood on Lao Dao is real.
"Because of the money?" Looking at the dagger inserted in the abdomen, the expression on the old knife's face was slightly bitter.
The gun slipped from his hand and was kicked off by Miao Jun.
Maybe shy to answer this question, Miao Jun said nothing, but quietly made another knife in his abdomen.
"Want to be a soldier if you want to make a fortune ..."
The rising blood foam blocked the harsh words of Lao Dao.
In this nameless alley, the old soldier stopped breathing.
Looking at the corner of this "master" who had been working together for more than half a month, Miao Jun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the guilt of his heart, and took out his mobile phone and car key from his body, and then went to The Santana walked.
One million dollars, he wo n’t make that much in his life.
As Zhang Youjie said, since it is always about to retire, what difference does it make sooner or later? (To be continued.)