Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

It was already early the next morning. After taking a bath and taking a nap, Zhuang Xuteng had indeed regained his appetite. He ate two boxes of fried noodles with meat sauce and a piece of sausage, but he still felt not full. Brother Dao suggested that he wait until the next meal to make up for it, and he was very obedient.

A cultural shirt with a yellow smiley face on it, a sleeveless jacket with six pockets on the front and back, a pair of overalls with a wear-resistant layer, and a PCPD-like armed belt. Putting on this outfit, you feel like you are reborn. Feelings arise spontaneously. Zhuang Xuteng's favorite hiking boots are thick soles that are non-slip and wear-resistant, and a waterproof hard shell that surrounds them. They can make people feel at ease whether they are kicking someone or preventing them from being kicked. The uppers of the boots were still his favorite color of brown, with fasteners on the cuffs, and a long row of black shoelaces that looked cool and tough. It was no wonder that he looked at them from left to right and couldn't put them down.

"Brother Dao, what brand of boots are these?"

"I don't know, the miscellaneous brands on the roadside are either counterfeit or stolen goods, just forget it." Brother Dao didn't even raise his head, he was concentrating on maintaining the Fitch Python V3, applying "Adaptive Whale Oil Ointment" on it. It is said to increase power and extend service life.

"Where is it sold? I want to buy it again."

"On the way around the corner, on the right... Lucy is here." Ge Gongdao heard footsteps outside the door, which were obviously Lucy's high-heeled boots. He quickly put away the Python V3, closed the lid of the maintenance paint and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Okay, get ready to go. Brother Dao, please drive..." Lucy leaned against the door frame, yawning with one hand, and hooking the car key with her index finger on the other hand. "I was busy all night and didn't sleep at all. I just happened to take a nap."

"Where are you going?" Ge Gongdao took the key and made an invitation gesture to the lady.

"The Astronomy Museum is on the top floor of Jinjing Building. Park your car at the east gate. Do you know how to get there?"

"I know, don't worry." Brother Dao looked at the car keys and said, "You can sleep in the back later, don't forget to fasten your seat belt!"

There are thousands of roads, and safety is the most important thing. You must wear a seat belt when sleeping in the car. Lucy's "car" was a van, commonly known as a van. The slogan "Puff, Puff, Life is Good" was painted on the outside of the car, covering the glass behind it. Only when you get inside can you find that the spray paint on the outside does not affect the observation. It is actually a kind of one-way light-transmitting confidentiality equipment, and it also has the function of camouflage.

Zhuang Xuteng sat in the front row, observing how Ge Gongdao drove. He can drive, but he doesn't have a certificate, and his skills are not as good as Brother Dao's. Ask yourself, if he had Brother Dao's height and weight, with such broad shoulders and thick arms, squeezed into the narrow driver's seat of a van, he would definitely not be able to drive so steadily and well.

"Did you see? This will be your job from now on!" Brother Dao must also understand his own embarrassment, and said with a smile: "From now on, we two partners, either you will drive, or you will be responsible for buying a tall car, that is The kind with big wheels and lots of power!”

"What kind of cars do those big guys from the Wild Monkey Gang drive?"

"An open-top truck. Just lift up the roof, lift up the cargo box at the back, and then squeeze in. Let me tell you first, I don't like that kind of thing. It looks stupid and stupid." Brother Dao pointed to the back and said: "See if you're asleep?"

Zhuang Xuteng looked back. Lucy was sleeping soundly as she sat there with her seatbelt on and a pillow wrapped around her neck.

"It seems that being a middleman can be tiring sometimes." Zhuang Xuteng said, "It's not like you said, always sitting in a safe nest and getting money from both ends."

"It's hard for her to earn some of the money, and it's hard to tell if she has some money. There is a lack of people among the mercenaries who can organize the overall situation, so some of the money is earned by middlemen. Okay, stop talking, be quiet and let her sleep , otherwise after being woken up, she will use this as an excuse to deduct our money."

"I don't think Sister Lucy is that kind of person."

"Heh." Ge Gongdao said one word, which was the right answer.

"Puff puff" the bun walked through the streets and alleys, moving steadily in the crowded traffic of the early morning shift, and finally arrived at Jinjing Building. This is a "π"-shaped twin building. Two forty-story buildings share a roof, with a small observatory built on the top. It is said that the owner of the building liked to watch the sky, so he funded the construction of the "Peicheng Astronomical Museum". This man later became bankrupt and jumped from the top of the building. Because the cost of demolition of the planetarium was too high, the building's successors did not want to waste the money, so they maintained it. Although there has been no progress for many years, it still retains some of its past glory.

The two of them woke Lucy up softly, then each carried a box and went to the rooftop with her. Equipment was set up at the location where the man jumped. In the two boxes were a communication system and an investigation system. Judging from the inscription, this is the military standard equipment of Sanliu Charity Foundation during the last corporate war, and it has a history of at least thirty years. Even though their surfaces are mottled and there are many potholes, they still run well after being turned on, and the quality is really excellent.

Lucy hugged the communication equipment. It seemed that she still had some business to devote her energy to, and it was estimated that on-the-spot command work was indispensable. Ge Gongdao was in charge of the battlefield observation equipment. Even if the main core of the thing was a telescope, Zhuang Xuteng couldn't understand the rulers and scales inside, and he couldn't play with those weird functions.

So he was given a retractable low-light telescope, which was the one they got back from the mission. The function of this piece of equipment is very simple. There is a button to switch between normal light, low light and anti-reflection functions, and a knob to adjust the field of view to zoom in and out. The effect is much better than tourist-level telescopes, and the operation difficulty is just as fool-proof.

The observatory on top of the Jinjing Building is indeed an excellent observation location. You can see the Wild Monkey Gang's stadium and buildings directly from the top of the city buildings. Through the lens of the low-light telescope, everything is normal in the wild monkey gang. The orangutans and baboons are leisurely performing high-intensity exercises. The park at the door is full of them collectively playing iron.

"What time is it now?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

"8:45." Brother Dao looked at his watch and said, "Is there any problem?"

"They will deliver breakfast at 9 o'clock. Most likely they won't say anything, but there is a chance that they will yell once or twice. If you are not lucky..."

After hearing this, Lucy interjected and said: "It won't matter even if it is discovered in advance. Our main goal is to eliminate traces. This is never a delicate job, but to use enough violent destruction to cover up everything, including the effects of luck. small error."

Brother Dao kept lying on the sight glass and said while looking: "Violent enough? I didn't see anything violent. The entrance of the Wild Monkey Gang is like a park."

"That's now, just wait." Lucy tilted her head and listened carefully with her ear on the communicator. After a while, she chuckled and said: "The place you can see is calm, but the place you can't see is already turbulent. Hey, don't always look at the optical lens, switch to the electronic shadow signal mode."

That was a function that only battlefield equipment had. Zhuang Xuteng could only feel it indirectly from Brother Dao's exclamation. Before he could ask about the situation, there was a change in the optical lens. A rubbish bin more than 200 meters away from the Wild Monkey Stadium suddenly burst into flames, sending billowing black smoke into the sky.

As if this pillar of smoke was a signal to start action, explosions sounded in the other direction of the stadium. Not long after, the Wild Monkey Gang building was surrounded by six smoke pillars and two explosions.

"This is a common method of clearing the scene. It creates fire points and threats to keep the PCPD busy and distracts from the target." Brother Dao knew that Zhuang Xuteng didn't understand, so he took the initiative to explain to him. "In addition, mobilizing the power of PCPD can also leave a safe passage for evacuation. However, there are six smoke pillars at the same time, which is too much. Will there be a conflict?"

"Yes!" Lucy only said one word, and then focused on monitoring the communication.

Since smoke columns and explosions are common methods of clearing areas, the Wild Monkey Gang certainly knows about it. They were immediately alert, and the orangutans and baboons rushed towards the building, ready to take up arms. At this moment, several vans that had been parked on the side of the road suddenly opened their doors, and the people inside used some kind of pneumatic launcher to continuously fire grenades, which smashed into the Wild Monkey Gang building.

Flashes of light appeared in the windows of the building, and the Wild Monkeys began to unleash their firepower. In the short period before the grenade exploded, the ghost energy bomb was the first to pounce on those vans, so the grenade and the van could be said to have exploded at the same time. Zhuang Xuteng saw the familiar scene of shock grenade explosions, and also saw the effects of fragmentation and flame grenades. At the same time, he also saw the horrific scene of the Wild Monkey Gang blowing up a car with its firearms, and couldn't believe the power of the pistol.

"Their firearms are so powerful? Can't they only make a hole?"

Ge Gongdao chuckled and said: "Indeed, you can only dig a hole to come out. Wild monkeys are so strong that they can bear more loads and provide more energy, so the power of their punches will naturally be greater. In fact, they Without a pistol, relying solely on physical strength, you can smash a car to pieces. The pistol is only an extension of the power, focusing and amplifying it, but it is not the only source of power. Oh, look, there are many false targets in the van, too. The real attackers started shooting at them."

It was said to be a shooting, but in fact the gunfire was not intensive, at least not compared to the firepower of the PCPD and the riot control unit on the night of 623. Ghost energy bombs flew in and out of the window, damaging both sides, but it was the grenades, especially the shock bombs, that really controlled the battlefield. Every ten seconds, a shock bomb will be fired into the Wild Monkey Gang building, turning into a black shield and a strong flash.

A little thought will help you understand why this is so. Both sides use black market-level firearms, and the side effects are bound to be serious, so they naturally dare not fire randomly. Grenade is relatively easy to use. It is an area threat and has multiple functions. It can be thrown behind a bunker. It can also use a modified launcher with a high-pressure gas cylinder as the core to increase the range. Hey, I know how to make a pistol, but how do I make a grenade? That's also a Shadow Servant, right?

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