Chapter 380 The king’s pet has arrived on the battlefield
When Chen Yun began his sleeping evolution.
The whole world did not become quiet as he fell asleep.
Disputes still fill every corner.
The arrival of a new era will inevitably be accompanied by countless pains.
Follow the will of King Chen.
Countries are actively working to arrest and suppress resistance forces around the world, and they have never stopped from day to night.
Chen Yun was not involved.
After all, it was too unnecessary for the king to personally deal with the shabby resistance forces in various places.
This is no longer about using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes.
It can be said that it is like Star Destroyer fighting mosquitoes.
In short, such a trivial matter did not require him to take action. He just casually ordered an inhuman younger brother to participate in it.
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It will be 3 a.m. on June 11, Beijing time, and 10 p.m. on June 10, East African time.
The East African grassland at ten o'clock at night.
The sky is clear and the stars are dotted in the deep night sky.
The Milky Way is clearly visible, like a silver ribbon stretching across the sky.
The temperature on the grassland gradually dropped, and the heat of the day slowly dissipated, replaced by a cool breeze blowing gently, bringing a bit of coolness and tranquility.
In this vast grassland, animals that are noisy during the day begin to rest, but night is the time when other creatures are active.
Occasionally, the roar of a lion can be heard in the distance. The sound echoes in the silent night sky. It is both a declaration of territory and a call to the tribe.
Herbivores such as zebras and antelopes gather together cautiously, listening carefully to the surroundings in case something unexpected happens.
Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded.
What followed was continuous gunfire, breaking the tranquility of the night.
The explosion resounded through the sky like thunder, throwing up nearby dust and gravel, forming plumes of smoke that looked particularly dazzling under the starry sky.
Gunshots came one after another, bullets whizzed through the night sky, and occasionally a few stray bullets hit the ground, stirring up patches of dust.
In this sudden chaos, the animals on the grassland panicked and fled in all directions.
The lion's roar turned into an angry roar, and the zebra and antelope ran wildly, trying to escape this dangerous place.
Even the birds flying in the night sky were frightened, and they flew high into the sky and disappeared into the distance.
Apparently.
On this vast grassland, a sudden encounter occurred.
The gunfire didn't last long.
Several soldiers in camouflage uniforms were seen rushing out of hiding, quickly carrying injured men in different clothing and trotting quickly to find new cover.
One of the soldiers reported the situation through the walkie-talkie: "This is the 36th AF team. We are under enemy attack and requesting support!"
Finished.
They took the injured man and hid in a new hiding place.
They are the elite members of the five-nation joint force, responsible for clearing out the rebels in nearby areas.
now.
They act as scouts, first exploring the general situation in the nearby area.
After all, the power of the five major countries is somewhat insufficient now. The worldwide campaign to suppress rebels has exhausted all intelligence capabilities, and all satellites are operating at overload.
So there was only a small team of four of them to detect the private armed forces nearby that were unwilling to surrender.
As a result, as soon as we explored this place, we encountered enemy security personnel. It seemed that we were in the right place.
Fortunately, they are elites who have experienced hundreds of battles.
They quickly killed two of these ordinary mercenary-level guys, leaving one as a tongue to catch.
Thinking.
The squad leader looked at this man.
The man's body lying on the ground curled up into a ball, seeming to minimize the pain.
The skin should have been a healthy wheat color, but now it looked dull due to the mixture of sweat and dust.
There were several obvious scars on his face, one of which extended from his left eyebrow to his cheekbone, which was obviously an old wound left in the battle.
Breathing was rapid and irregular, and every inhalation seemed to require all the strength of the body.
The man's left arm was simply bandaged with a piece of cloth, and blood had seeped out, staining most of the sleeve red. There is also obvious swelling in the knee of the right leg, and there is a clear limp when walking.
Although he was seriously injured, judging from the firm expression on his face with his eyes closed tightly, he was not ready to give up the idea of resistance easily.
The team leader squatted down and illuminated the man's face with the light of his flashlight, trying to read some useful information from the other person's eyes.
But the man's eyes were closed tightly, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain, or perhaps waiting for something.
"Brothers, treat his wounds first." The squad leader ordered softly, "We have to make sure that he can survive until support arrives."
There is such a big commotion here, someone will definitely come later.
So they must evacuate quickly.
Interrogations cannot be conducted here.
One of the other three soldiers responded and cooperated with the squad leader to start treating the man's wounds with the first aid kit he carried.
The remaining two people were still guarding the surroundings.
During this process, the man would occasionally let out a low groan due to the severe pain, but his consciousness always remained awake.
The squad leader observed the man while treating the wound, secretly assessing the situation in his mind.
He knew that the injured man might hold important information that would be crucial to the next operation.
But he didn't expect anything to come out of the interrogation now.
to be honest.
If the intelligence power was not enough, he really thought that the higher-ups could directly take away all this resistance with a single nuclear bomb.
But if you think about it carefully.
It would be too disrespectful to use nuclear weapons in the king's back garden and cause pollution.
Besides, there is no need to use nuclear weapons.
Most of the larger resistance gathering places only need to reward one intercontinental missile.
It's a pity that the intelligence power is not enough.
If it can't be done so simply and simply, the people below must be made to work harder.
After thinking for a while, the shadow of a drone appeared in the distant sky.
This was obviously a call for backup.
Or to be precise, part of the support.
The drone will first take a look at the situation and provide some fire support within its capabilities.
After all, drones can avoid casualty detection situations as much as possible, and they also have good speed, detection functions and firepower configuration.
It approached slowly, and it was obvious that their reinforcements had arrived. The sound of the drone's rotors was not clear in the dark night.
Under the cover of night, it glides silently through the air like a ghost, with only the faint flash of light occasionally revealing its presence.
This silent technology is achieved through a series of innovative designs - from optimizing the shape of the rotor to reduce air resistance and noise, to using advanced materials to reduce weight while maintaining strength, every step embodies the wisdom and hard work of engineers.
The drone is also equipped with an advanced silencer system that can further absorb and reduce any possible sound.
This design not only allows it to be more concealed when performing reconnaissance missions, but also provides great convenience for performing night operations. For those missions that require a high degree of stealth to approach the target, such a drone is undoubtedly the best choice.
As it slowly approached the designated location, there was almost no movement, and only slight airflow fluctuations hinted at its arrival.
Fortunately, their team had some devices to alert them to the arrival of their own drones.
The team members were just preparing to join him.
The next moment.
There were countless strange sounds coming from the surrounding grass.
Immediately afterwards.
Then I saw the drone preparing to pull up quickly as if it had detected something.
But it's too late.
In the surrounding grass, several people smeared with mud and grass stood up, pointed the RPG on their shoulders and fired a volley at the drone.
The drone had no time to react.
It was directly exploded into a ball of fire. Apparently.
After the security personnel were taken away by the AF 36th Team, support from the resistance personnel quickly arrived here.
But they didn't say anything.
Instead, it has been hiding around without any movement.
Obviously trying to use this team to fish.
It's just that the superiors of this team were too cautious and dispatched drones first.
When the distance was so close that they were about to be exposed, this group of hidden people immediately decided to deal with the drone.
So, the scene before me happened.
The four members of AF Team 36 didn't even react. They found nearly twenty people jumping out of the surrounding grass. The drone coming from the sky for support was directly blasted by three RPGs.
They immediately fell silent.
Being able to prevent the self-proclaimed elites from discovering that this group of people was hiding nearby shows that the individual quality of these resistance personnel is definitely not low.
Coupled with this absolute disparity in numbers.
It seems...
It's already a desperate situation.
The support above was not hooked by fishing and escaped disaster, but their team of four was probably going to die here today.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon!
The four of them looked at each other, and then immediately dropped the captive's tongue without hesitation, and they all spread out and made tactical moves to get into the grass.
Use the terrain to run.
It's the only way now.
Upon seeing this, the resisters immediately began to pursue them.
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At six o'clock in the morning on June 11, Beijing time, when the first ray of morning light gently passed over the high-rise buildings in BJ, thousands of miles away in the grasslands of East Africa, the time still stayed at one o'clock in the morning on June 11.
The night was dark and the grassland was quiet.
It was as if the whole world was sleeping.
In this vast grassland, stars still dot the dark blue sky,
The moon hangs high, casting soft silver light, covering the earth with a mysterious veil.
Most of the animals on the grassland have fallen asleep, and only a few nocturnal animals are still busy.
At moments like this, time seems to freeze.
Everything seemed so harmonious and peaceful.
The team leader, who had been running for three hours, hid in a corner and breathed heavily.
But knowing that his breathing was too loud, he spent a while trying to control his breathing as much as possible.
He didn't know what was going on with his teammates.
All he knew was that he had fallen into absolute radio silence in order to escape, lest he be caught by the pursuing enemies.
After all, the battle just now was considered a disparity and there was no need to win, so it was not shameful to run away.
In this process.
He threw away most of his equipment to maximize his chances of escaping.
But before he could rest for a while, the sound of grass not far away made him immediately alert.
Feeling my exhausted body.
He could only take out the silencer-equipped pistol, make tactical moves to reduce the possible attack range, and aim the gun at the place where the sound came from.
Since I really can’t run away...
Come on then!
Drag one away before you die!
The next moment.
The grass trembled and was pushed aside.
A male lion slowly walked out of it.
Apparently.
What came was not a pursuer, but a common beast on this prairie.
The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he aimed his gaze solemnly at the lion in front of him.
If possible, he didn't want to waste the few bullets by shooting.
And in this silent prairie, if the pursuers are very close, even firing with a silencer may increase the risk of exposure.
But if the lion continues to approach.
The pistol in his hand is not a decoration either.
As long as he is still a carbon-based organism, his shuttle will turn into a sieve.
Thinking and confronting.
Seeing that the lion didn't seem to be afraid, the squad leader tightened his grip on the pistol and was about to fire.
But the next moment.
A distant and frightening roar came.
Just heard for a moment.
It gave the captain a feeling of surrender.
A feeling of fear arises from the bottom of my heart.
That distant and frightening roar seemed to come from the depths of the grassland.
It was low and powerful, echoing in the night sky with irresistible majesty.
It seemed like it could penetrate the squad leader's heart.
At that moment, he felt as if the blood in his body had solidified and his heartbeat almost stopped.
This sound is not just a sound, but an invisible force that makes people feel insignificant and helpless.
at the same time.
The male lion, which was eyeing him fiercely, suddenly lost its limbs and fell to its knees on the ground, excreting and peeing.
A foul smell followed.
The entire lion was shaking into chaff at this moment.
Apparently.
It could feel the terror in the roar just now more than the squad leader.
This strange situation made the team leader stunned.
He didn't know what was going on.
He only knew that no matter what, because of this voice and the various previous heavy pressures, his legs were so weak that he could no longer stand up while maintaining the previous tactical moves to reduce the area affected by the attack.
In silence.
The team leader, who had an accurate judgment about his body, simply turned on the communicator.
I can't run anymore.
See how your teammates are doing.
As soon as the communicator was turned on.
He discovered that he had received a group notice from his superiors:
[Attention all units! 】
[The king’s giant beast pet has been put into the battlefield in Africa. Unrelated personnel should avoid the following areas...]
Wang...
Behemoth...
pet?
Seeing these three words connected together, the team leader felt that he vaguely understood something.
Look in the direction of the distant sound.
In that dark night where you can't see clearly.
The team leader felt that he vaguely saw an extremely tall... Godzilla?
Not waiting for him to see clearly.
Then he saw a laser beam that penetrated the sky and the earth emerging in that direction, as if it could penetrate the heaven and the earth.
(End of chapter)