Although the night is dark and the wind is high, with their equipnt and personal quality, indeed they could pull this off, but there was no need to rush.
Allen Zhang looked towards Blitz who was sitting in the car, seeking his opinion, "Those two signals have stayed put inside the tire shop and the repair garage, right?"
"Yes. The tire shop and the repair garage are just half a street apart." Blitz nodded his head.
"Ok!"
So what are we waiting for.
Allen Zhang imdiately gave orders, "Get ready with your weapons, hide in the dark, fit the suppressors, listen to my commands, and be ready to strike at any ti, but try not to cause too much commotion. Sieg, go first and take out a few of them from a vantage point."
"The only high ground nearby is the Motel." Sieg observed and said.
"Then let’s settle them first."
Allen Zhang led his team towards the Motel, but also didn’t carelessly draw attention, Blitz, a cultured techie, lacked field combat skills, so it was safer for him to stay in the bullet-proof vehicle, responsible for cracking the caras, cutting off the power, ready to catch the unprepared.
Allen Zhang put on a pair of professional infrared night vision goggles, hunched down behind obstacles, Beggar Gang disciples also put on their headsets, each had a submachine gun with suppressor, bullet-proof vests, ard to the teeth.
Sieg with a VSS sniper rifle, adjusted the sniper scope, loaded with subsonic bullets, squatting in the corner aiming, a pure ground lurker.
The power to the Motel was cut off, and suddenly it turned pitch black, soon so black people walked out from the motel. Seven or eight black people huddled together, arguing with each other.
"WTF! What’s happening? Why did the power suddenly cut out?"
"I just took off my pants, and had all the YouTube shorts downloaded."
"Damn property managent, it’s not like we don’t pay our utility bills! Always cutting off water and power!"
"No choice, the facilities in the suburbs can’t compare to those in the city. Without portable wifi, can’t even find a signal for the phone."
"That’s also..."
Snap!!
Before Black could finish his words, Sieg aid the scope at his forehead through the scope, pulled the trigger, the bullet whizzed by, suddenly opening a hole in his crown.
Gently awakening a slumbering soul.
"Hey!! Who the f*ck just sprayed my face?"
Black was already dark. Without water or electricity or light, it was even darker, they couldn’t even see where their own people were, all of a sudden they were in chaos, cursing and swearing.
Sieg didn’t care about that, continued to aim through the scope at the next Black, pulled the trigger.
With a snap, another Black imdiately fell down.
"Isn’t this over yet? Wait! Sothing slls wrong, it’s all sticky in my mouth..."
Snap!!
Before he could finish, another direct headshot, the head burst open like waterlon juice.
Falling at the sound.
After a brief silence, the short-circuited brains of the Blacks finally ca online, reacted, and suddenly got panicked.
"WTF! Attack! We’re under attack!!"
Tat tat tat tat tat tat!!
Like a burst fire device, Sieg switched to automatic mode, relying on years of recoil control, he aid at the Blacks still in the yard and went on a wild shooting spree, emptying the VSS magazine.
Long-range sniper rifle, close combat becos a submachine gun!
Who on earth invented this? So useful for stealthy strikes!
Watching one Black after another falling like tumbling gourds, soon they were cleaned out. Allen Zhang had Sieg continue scouting, also led his people in file.
Stepping over the bodies of the Blacks to the entrance of the Motel, the General Sect Leader shielded everyone in front.
Bailey pulled out a glow stick and threw it into the Motel, waiting for a long ti without any response.
Then he tried to lead the people to sneak into the Motel.
Once upstairs, kicking doors one by one, they found nothing, also leaned out from upstairs and called out to the General Sect Leader down below in a low voice, "Boss, it’s empty! No one! They all ran downstairs."
Allen Zhang imdiately called Sieg over to occupy the commanding point, Sieg ran out from the corner, jogged all the way to the Motel, climbed to the rooftop, and set up the sniper rifle.
The Beggar Gang disciples carrying a backpack with a drone also went upstairs, unzipped it, took out a drone and a joystick controller, and handed it to the General Sect Leader.
"How do I use this thing?"
Allen Zhang was a bit confused, and asked, "Do I operate it like a ga console?"
The Beggar Gang disciple imdiately began to introduce the usage tutorial to the General Sect Leader, emphasizing on learning on the fly.
Allen Zhang was after all a gar, although he’s never played with a combat drone, he had played plenty with remote control cars, and quickly got the hang of it, started the drone, hovering overhead, buzzing.
Although it’s a little wonky and not very good-looking, the speed is too fast and dazzling, but he could still maneuver it up, down, left and right.
The joystick cos with a simple display screen, no helt or electronic goggles, after all it’s a cheap commodity for 199 US dollars, lacks those high-end options. If it really works well, they’ll order in bulk next ti!
Blitz also reminded, "Soone ca out from the tire shop, they must have heard the noise over here."
Allen Zhang watched through the joystick as a few black people on the road, peering over here, chattering about sothing. They seed to have noticed the drone overhead and were a bit puzzled.
"What are you looking at?"
Allen Zhang cursed. He pushed the forward button on the joystick all the way forward.
The drone hovering overhead accelerated to 100 km/h in 3 seconds, with a sonic boom, whooshing past, heading straight for the Black.
Reviews
All reviews (0)