I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 886: Los Angeles battle

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The streets of Los Angeles, Venice Avenue, and the alarm bells and gunfires are coming and going.

The police have blocked the street, and at the same time sent almost all the police force in the nearby area to the location of the attack.

However, this has not changed the decline of the Los Angeles Police-

"... their firepower is too fierce! We need support!"

"SWAT is on the road, hold on!"

"Damn, what are our snipers doing !!!" Brad shrank from behind the car, restrained his manic heartbeat, and seized the opportunity to return with a pistol.

However, in the face of unknown armed forces armed with teeth, m1911's bullets are like tickling. Unless they hit the head or legs, they will not cause substantial damage at all! Brad seriously doubts that those people are wearing dragon-scale armor, or at least the body armor of the same level!

As for the Los Angeles police, Brad does n’t expect them to do anything.

The standard of the Los Angeles police is the Glock pistol. At most there are one or two shotguns. The State Assembly has never passed the request of the Los Angeles police to equip automatic weapons. So in some American blockbusters, you can often see the police being hit by the gangster's automatic fire ... before the SWAT tactical team arrived.

An office building 800 meters away.

On the top of this 60-story building, it is enough to overlook the entire Venetian street.

A soldier with a black hood covering his face and only showing his nose and mouth is lying on the edge of the roof and adjusting his sniper rifle in an orderly manner. An observer lay beside him, and the telescope in his hand locked the riotous street.

"Three o'clock direction, 871 meters, two goals."

"Received."

Three seconds later, the sniper pulled the trigger.

Two corpses lie quietly beside the vents not far behind the two. From the signs on their clothes, they can see that they belong to the FBI ...

Shoot-

At the moment when he heard the sound of the bullet breaking through the air, Brad stared at his comrades in the eye, and was hit by the bullet in the head. The brain plasma was mixed with blood, and the ground was like a tofu.

His thinking has stalled.

Fear climbed into the brain like poison, but this discomfort did not last long. The next moment, his consciousness was dragged out of the shell by the bullet that fell from the sky.

FBI and CIA agents who were suppressed by automatic weapons behind the bunker died one after another under the muzzle of the sniper rifle. The twelve militiamen in black combat uniforms were divided into three paths and kept firing alternately, advancing towards the direction of the embassy of the new country.

The Los Angeles police were suppressed behind the police car, and there was no chance to strike back.

Fortunately, SWAT has responded as quickly as ever.

Four police helicopters quickly arrived at the battlefield. The same black armed SWAT quickly landed on the highway after the helicopter stopped. They are equipped with automatic weapons, the firepower is far from comparable to the Los Angeles police, however ...

Bang—!

Two gunshots.

One shot of a sniper rifle hit a concrete road, and another hit the helicopter ’s propeller bearing, causing a harsh spark. The helicopter hovering over the highway flicked and crashed into the building on the roadside. The propeller, like a rolled blade, cut towards the concrete wall. SWAT special forces that have not landed on the ground, such as grasshoppers strung on the rope, crashed into the building with the helicopter.

When the helicopter was shot down, the sniper also exposed his coordinates.

"Found enemy sniper, coordinates ..."

"Received, going to."

The SWAT special forces that landed on the road immediately engaged in an exchange of fire with unknown armed forces.

The two sides are equal in firepower, but tactically, these battle-hardened special forces are actually shorter than those unknown.

At this moment, a modified van rushed out of the underground garage next to it, with a remote-controlled machine gun inserted at the top, venting its fierce fire in the direction of the SWAT and police cars. The policemen lying behind the police car could only watch the unknown armed forces rush into the embassy.

"Heavy machine gun! God, it is a heavy machine gun! Hell, how did they transport this thing into Los Angeles ?!" Holding a pistol tightly, a police officer shrieked with fear in his face.

"This is SWAT. The other party is equipped with heavy firepower and asks for support. Repeat it ..." Captain SWAT leaned behind the bunker and gasped for help from the headquarters.

Support is already on the road.

The Los Angeles Police has dispatched all SWAT members, riding on armored vehicles equipped with heavy weapons, to the Venice Avenue in Los Angeles. Unfortunately, they encountered traffic jams on the way to Venice Avenue.

Exactly like the explosion that took place at the entrance of the embassy of the new country, the other party detonated bombs on various traffic arteries leading to Venice Avenue, completely paralyzing the surrounding roads. Where are the vehicles rushing to flee to control the traffic rules and emergency lanes? Even, the casualties caused by the explosion itself are not as good as the traffic accidents under the chain effect ...

In the past ten years or so, the United States has encountered many terrorist attacks. There have also been multiple shootings, but it is still the first time that the terrorists with such powerful firepower have exchanged fire-no, they absolutely do It may be a simple terrorist, more like a battle-hardened mercenary!

......

Block 51 in Nevada State, a major alarm bell in a military base.

Jiang Chen, who started the optical stealth, stood on the roof of the radar station, looking in the direction of the airport. The two F35 fighters left the hangar, drove up to the runway, and took off to the distance in an emergency. On the tarmac, next to the Osprey helicopter, about fifty heavily armed army soldiers have assembled.

The entire military base moved, but there was no sense of confusion.

It can be seen that the riot did not come from inside the base, but outside the base.

After clarifying this point, Jiang Chen's heart gradually dropped.

Just two minutes ago, he thought he was found. In the face of the encirclement and suppression of the entire military base, without taking out the power armor that might expose his identity, he really did not have the confidence to retreat.

However, the relaxed state did not last long, but his brows were locked again.

Even the military bases were alarmed, and the scale of the riots must have been large. It is foreseeable that the highway from Nevada to California is bound to be blocked. Even if the road is not blocked, temporary checkpoints will be set up, but Jiang Chen ’s current identity is inconvenient for the police to interrogate.

So do n’t take the road? Directly through the desert?

Theoretically feasible, but just now, the fighter has taken off and launched.

At this time, trying to drive through the desert is almost impossible. Don't look at the sky so dark, the desert so wide, an off-road vehicle with a roaring engine on the pilot's thermal imager, it is like a bright light. Jiang Chen would not be lucky to think that those pilots just did not look at the thermal imager.

Is it hiding here tonight?

This is even more unrealistic.

It's harder to leave here until dawn.

Just when Jiang Chen was in trouble, Zhu Yu's phone call reached his watch.

Jiang Chen was taken aback for a moment and immediately connected the phone.

However, to his surprise, a strange voice came from the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen frowned as an ominous hunch climbed into his heart.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." The man's voice was a bit triumphant, and after a pause, he continued, "I think we need to talk about it." (To be continued .)