Doomsday

In a drone-controlled vehicle, a man is wearing a blue overalls, but his arm is attached to the armband of the U.S. Marine Corps Evil Eye drone reconnaissance squadron, holding the drone lever in his hand and staring at it The young man on the monitor screen suddenly yelled.

"Sir! Found the target, the target is suspected to be a fire thief."

With the exclamation of the drone operator, a middle-aged man who also wore blue overalls and was always fidgeting in the control car immediately leaned over.

"Zoom in! Zoom in on the image!"

The airborne thermal imaging of the RQ-7B UAV returned to the image, and a red figure quickly ran out of the arsenal. The speed was not what normal humans could have.

"Heat source comparison... Heat source comparison!"

In the excitement and self-suppression of excitement, an operator compared the thermal signal captured by the drone with the thermal signal in the information library, and immediately said with excitement: "The temperature of the heat source is higher than the temperature of the zombie. It is 93 degrees Fahrenheit, not a zombie, not a zombie!"

There is no need to compare, because you can conclude that the humanoid heat source that is running fast is not a zombie, it is definitely not a zombie!

The commander immediately picked up the walkie-talkie, and then he said extremely quickly: "Sir, the fire thief is found! Repeat, I am very sure that the fire thief is found!"

Putting the walkie-talkie down from his mouth, the commander said without hesitation: "Immediately transfer all the Hornet to the E44 coordinate area!"

"Sir, the E44 coordinate area is a high-risk flight area..."

The commander immediately looked at his subordinates viciously, and then he shouted again: "All the hornets go to the E44 coordinate area immediately! Right away!"

"Yes, all the Hornets are transferred to E44."

"Enter in batches, with two aircraft in each batch, at a height of 1,000 feet, separated by 400 feet, and a height difference of 100 feet."

"Enter in batches. Two aircraft enter the arena. The height is 1,000, the interval is 200, and the height difference is 100."

The commander orders, the operator will order again, because the Hornet represents a miniature drone, each person's operating limit is four, and all of their Hornet drones total forty.

At this moment, a middle-aged bald man walked into the command car quickly, and then he directly picked up a headset, stared at the image returned by the RQ-7B, and said loudly: "Are you sure?"

"OK, I don't think there is that person..."

The commander didn't finish his words. A dazzling red light suddenly appeared on the ground. Everyone knew what had happened.

"Sir, there is no need to continue to confirm, he is the fire thief, and our arsenal has been bombed again."

The bald took a breath and said, "Watch me the fire thief! The data is sent to the artillery tracking and indication system."

"The data has been transmitted, sir, the artillery said the target was moving too fast to be locked."

The bald head solemnly said again: "Damn...what kind of monster this guy is! He will definitely stop and tell the artillery that once the target stops, they must...I said it myself."

The bald head picked up the walkie-talkie, and then he said viciously: "Listen to me, no matter where the target stops, when he stops, I want you to fire within 30 seconds and cover the target!"

"Sir! We only have the most primitive towing guns, and our brains are not computers. Unless you give me a preset fixed coordinate area, I will not be able to fire within 30 seconds..."

The bald head said coldly: "I didn't discuss it with you!"

"Sir, thirty seconds is really impossible. It is impossible for you to kill me. Without test firing and correction firing, even if all my cannons are fired, there is not enough assurance..."

"Shut up! Thirty seconds! If he doesn't die, it should be us!"

"Sir, then give me a fixed coordinate area, which is more precise, otherwise you can shoot me now. Unfortunately, we are artillery, not gods."

The bald head is very resolute, but his artillery commander is equally resolute, so after a short period of thought, the bald head solemnly said: "Oil refinery! Oil storage tank!"

"Sir! Do you really... want me to cover the tank area with gunfire?"

"Do I need to say anything a second time?"

"Yes, sir, I understand!"

The bald head took a deep breath, and then he whispered: "Either he is dead, or...we all have to die!"

The drone-controlled car thought the operator suddenly shouted: "Bornet No. 1 formation was attacked, two planes fell, No. 2 team... two planes fell, sir, we were attacked by bats!"

"Go on! Go on! Four machines enter, no! Eight machines enter at the same time!"

The bald head pointed to the screen, and he said with a grim look: "If the eight drones fail, send me all the rest. I want to see his face! I want to see the face of the fire thief! No! Let me emphasize again, I want to! See! The face of the fire thief! I want to see his **** face!"

"Yes, sir!"

Eight drones began to approach the moving figures at high speed, and then someone finally exclaimed: "Encounter a bat swarm, look at me! Look at me!"

Two minutes later, the operator shouted: "Break through the bat colony, I saw it!"

The thermal imaging of RQ-7B can see people, but cannot see people clearly, but the Hornet unmanned reconnaissance aircraft can clearly see a human face in a dark night. Of course, the distance must be 400 Within meters.

The target paused, but by this time the bald head could already determine where the target was going.

The bald head raised the walkie-talkie again, and he roared: "The target has gone to the tank area, get ready for me! Ready to fire at any time..."

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Helicopter! A helicopter is approaching!"

It was a correspondent, and then the bald head heard the loud noise from the helicopter in the car.

Bald head walked to the door, he saw a helicopter parked 20 meters away, it was a Black Hawk helicopter.

The moment he saw the helicopter, his bald head was dull, his expression frozen, and even his brain seemed to freeze.

Why, why are there helicopters appearing here now?

When this flying object will be shot down when it takes off, even if there is a guarantee that it will not be attacked by aliens, the attack aircraft will not dare to leave the restricted safety area. Will a helicopter arrive?

Where did this helicopter come from? You can imagine it with a bald head, but he can't imagine how this helicopter came here.

In the eyes of the bald head with extreme consternation, when the helicopter's rotor was still rotating, the helicopter door opened, four people jumped off one after another, and then ran straight to the drone control vehicle.

The person at the front was a man in a combat uniform, and behind him was a man in a gray suit, and seeing the man in a gray suit, his bald head was immediately ready for the worst.

"Did you order the artillery to attack the oil tanks in the refinery?"

The bald head nodded, and then the man in the combat uniform said immediately: "Absurd, you are now relieved of your post..."

Looking at the screen with a bald head, he found that the fire thief had stayed in front of an oil tank, suddenly raised the walkie-talkie in his hand, and shouted: "Fire! Fire! Fire!"

There was no response, and no one answered on the intercom. At this time, the man in the camouflage uniform said coldly: "Did you not hear? Murphy, you have been relieved of all duties, the artillery will not Fired at our oil tank!"

The man named Murphy took a deep breath. He let go of his hand and fell to the ground by the walkie-talkie. Then he put his hand on top of his head, and then, he looked tired and humanely. "That's the fire thief. He stayed. We have a chance to kill him. It's worth all the price, and you...you ruined everything."

"No, Murphy, you almost ruined all of this, and we prevented the big mistake you were about to commit. Now Thompson will take over your position. Now you can leave here under the **** of the guards. Places to go!"

Murphy's gaze passed the man in the combat uniform. He looked at the man in the gray suit and gold spectacles further behind. He took a deep breath and pointed to the man in the gray suit and said: "Lah Rui, now, you want a man in gray to command our army, right? Tell me, is that right?"

Larry was silent for a moment, and then he said with a calm face: "There is no time to talk nonsense with you, guard! Take this damned traitor away from me!"

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