Alien Relic Hunter

When the antenna of this communication equipment was fully opened, a circle of ripples that could not be detected by the naked eye centered on it and spread in all directions.

The first torch in the dark night was lit.

Soap, who was holding a gun, had just walked to the door of the store. As if he sensed something, he turned back and glanced in the direction of the warehouse, and exhaled a strong breath.

He tried to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, but his thoughts spread out completely uncontrollably.

I should die, right? Facing the siege of those men in black... It's impossible to defend with just the four of us... The clown may have a chance to survive, but Noir, I, and that Urich, He will definitely die...

No, our mission does not need to persist for too long. It only takes fifteen minutes for the clown to send the message, and it will be considered a success...

To trade one's own life for a piece of news... I didn't expect that this kind of plot, which is often played out in novels and movies, would actually appear in my own body...

I don't want to die...but it seems like there is no chance of living...

The soapy thumb pad gently rubbed the anti-slip pattern on the rifle grip... The polymer grip has a temperature similar to human body temperature due to being held tightly for a long time, and the cold metal receiver above it A sharp contrast.

After a person dies, it won't take long for the body to become cold like this, right?

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Noir, who was guarding the door, turned around, made an OK gesture to Soap, and said: Booby traps have been laid out at several street intersections around. Although they are not very powerful, they are If there is a living creature approaching, you can at least get a warning in advance.”

Yeah. Soap nodded, The clown has probably started the machine now... for fifteen minutes, as long as we can hold on for fifteen minutes, then we can find a way to escape.

Fifteen minutes... have you thought about the retreat route after the transmission is completed? Noir asked.

I never thought about it... Soap originally wanted to say that there was no need to consider the issue of retreat, because they would not survive that time, but after hesitating for a moment, he swallowed the second half of the sentence and changed his words. , I forgot, I'm too lazy to think about it now.

Me too. Noir shook his head, I'm just a soldier. I just need to follow orders. Let me plan my own action plan. I don't have that ability.

Noir, can you trust that clown guy? Soap asked, Obviously he is also... that kind of monster, but I always feel that he can be trusted... Obviously he is unwilling to reveal any important information to us. But I still think what he is doing is right and meaningful... Damn it, sometimes I wonder if he has brainwashed me by some unknown means.

Who else can we trust besides him? Noir shrugged. At this time, his face showed an indifferent expression, We have also seen the current situation of the Ark... except for the wilderness. Apart from those people on board, I'm afraid we are the only survivors here. As for those men in black, do you think they can still be considered 'human beings'?

... Soap didn't know how to answer Noir's question for a moment. His eyes moved away and moved to Ulrich beside him - at this time, Ulrich had already changed into a new suit. He picked up a high-end suit from somewhere. The length of the suit fit him quite well, but his skinny frame couldn't hold up the suit. It always seemed like it was empty inside. look.

This guy was sent to a military court for being a deserter... This time, he shouldn't escape again, right? Soap said in a voice that only Noir could hear.

Soap had also served in the field force. Although he thought he was not a good soldier, at least he could not do such things as desertion... let alone murdering the commander and causing the annihilation of all friendly troops. .

I don't know. Noir shook his head. It's better to be careful. I don't care if he runs away. I'm just afraid that he will stab him in the back. Noir said in a low voice.

Then is it necessary... Soap made a chop motion with his palm.

That's not necessary...he can still be considered a combat power. Noir raised his wrist and glanced at the dial, Two minutes have passed, and there are still thirteen minutes.

What are you talking about? Ulrich suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Soap and Noir. At this time, Soap's palm still maintained the cut posture.

Nothing, nothing. Soap smiled awkwardly and retracted his palm. Just when he was about to explain, a series of explosions suddenly came from the street not far away!

They are coming! Noir shouted in a deep voice, picked up the weapons placed aside, and turned over into a makeshift barricade.

This barricade is made of an overturned iron table and a few empty oil drums. There is not even a sandbag... It may be able to block nine-millimeter pistol bullets, but it is absolutely impossible to block rifle bullets. . The only thing the so-called barricade can provide is a visual shielding effect.

Soap returned to the inside of the store, used the butt of his gun to sweep away the debris on the window sill, then smashed a hole in the glass window with the butt of his gun, stuck the muzzle out of the hole, and pointed it at the The intersection where the explosion came from.

As for Ulrich, after hearing the explosion, he retreated into the store next door. It is not known whether he hid inside and shivered, or fled through the back door of the store.

Damn, I knew that bastard was unreliable! Soap cursed, Now that there are only two of us, it will be even harder to hold on for fifteen minutes!

Twelve minutes and thirty seconds left, Noir corrected.

The figures of the men in black soon appeared at the corner of the street. The moment he saw this group of people, Noir's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The equipment of these men in black is complete, and there are no obvious holes or scorch marks on the black robes wrapped around the light infantry armor - Noir is very aware of the power of the booby traps he has laid, and for these men in black For humans, it cannot cause fatal injuries. At most, it can only delay for a moment and provide advance warning. But apparently none of the men in black in front of them had been attacked by booby traps, which meant that the booby traps were detonated after they discovered them.

It's difficult. Noir muttered softly. He was not afraid of the enemy's strength, but that the strong enemy's brains were good enough... Noir thought that the booby traps were well hidden enough. Considering the opponent's full speed march, It is simply impossible to have time to examine every corner of the street in detail...

Not even the booby traps could escape the search of the men in black, let alone the two living men. The moment the group of men in black emerged from the corner, bullets rained down heavily on the barricades and shops. At the facade, the glass doors with various advertising posters were swept to pieces in an instant, and Soap was unable to lift its head under the weight of this fierce fire.

The two rounds of alternating shooting lasted for a full minute and a half... Although in Soap's eyes, those men in black were monsters rather than humans, the opponent's tactical quality was not weaker than that of any field force. The elite team, fire cover, alternate advancement... all kinds of tactical actions are quite standard, and the opponent even deployed snipers at several commanding heights in the distance.

More than once, Soap heard the roar of the big sniper mixed in with the gunshots of automatic weapons. The concrete wall he used as a bunker could not block the armor-piercing bullets of anti-material caliber. He could only retreat continuously, giving up the absolutely perfect position at the window. Best shooting position.

After the gunshots of the men in black stopped, Soap dared to look out the door and shouted in a low voice: Noir? Noir, how are you doing now?

No one responded to his call. The simple, non-bulletproof barricade had been riddled with holes, and red and black blood slowly spread from behind a dumped oil drum.

Why am I the only one left again - Damn! Damn! Damn!! Soap cursed three times in a row, then picked up the gun and ran towards the store.

The outer wall of the store would be easily penetrated by an anti-material sniper rifle. There was no safe spot in the entire front half of the store. Soap could only hide behind the cashier counter and poke the muzzle of the gun out from the side of the counter.

The cashier counter of this store is specially made. It looks like a polymer material with a wood-like texture on the surface. In fact, it is lined with several bulletproof steel plates containing Nino alloy... Although this store is located in the West Fifth District, which has good security, But after all, the underground black market is also a gray area on the Ark. In addition, there are a lot of valuable things in the store, and the risk of robbery is not low. The owner of the store can only spend a lot of money to build such a bulletproof counter, even in There is also a compact gun cabinet tucked under the counter.

It's a pity that this bulletproof counter was fixed to the ground with screws, and they didn't have time to move it just now... Otherwise, if this thing was used as the main bunker of the barricade, perhaps Noir would not have been killed so early.

Soap didn't care to sigh. After the gunshots stopped, there was a burst of footsteps arriving at the door of the store. He clearly heard the sound of the empty oil drum being kicked away and rolling on the ground - Boom! Boom! There were two more gunshots. It was obviously the men in black shooting at Noir who fell to the ground.

These beasts actually know how to last-hit. Soap put his hand into the gun cabinet and accidentally touched a good thing - NZ14 defensive grenade. This thing also has a nickname in the military and mercenary circles. , called little steel melon. This thing looks like a pumpkin and weighs a full 3.5 kilograms. When it explodes, it will shoot out 3,800 prefabricated fragments in all directions. If used without a bunker, it is definitely a piece of equipment for fighting. A weapon that kills enemies together.

What on earth has this store ever experienced...to actually put something like this under the cashier counter? Soap couldn't help but murmured in his heart.

He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall out of the corner of his eye. There were still ten minutes and ten seconds left before the fifteen minutes promised by the clown.

The footsteps were very close, and the heavy rubber-soled boots stepped on the broken glass, making a click-click sound that made the eardrums extremely uncomfortable... This meant that the man in black had passed through the broken glass door and entered. Arriving inside the store.

They are no more than ten meters away from the cashier.

Try this!

Soap turned the delay fuse of Little Steel Pump to the shortest one second setting, pulled off the safety pin and threw it out - Boom!!!

In the deafening explosion, all the glass products in the store were shattered, and countless metal fragments flew out in all directions, cutting down the first group of black people who entered the store like straw. The clothes man also smashed the furnishings and furniture in the store into a mess. The only piece of furniture that did not disintegrate was the cashier counter where Soap was hiding.

But the soap with his back against the counter still felt the impact of the metal fragments nailed to the counter. The muffled sound of snatching was like hitting his eardrums. Thanks to these bulletproof armor plates, It's genuine, otherwise the soap would have been crushed into mince by the dense metal fragments.

The main killing method of Little Steel Melon is metal fragments, and the shock wave is not too strong. Therefore, although the explosion distance is very close, Soap was not stunned, but his ears were buzzing.

Fuck... I don't know how many of these bastards died... Soap didn't dare to stick his head out to see. He used the groove at the end of the gun butt to hook a piece of glass shard on the ground, and with the help of the groove on the glass shard, Reflecting on the situation outside, about seven or eight men in black entered the store. At this time, they all fell to the ground, but no one died. Their bodies were squirming strangely, as if they were about to get up from the ground at any time.

Damn, they're all a bunch of invincible monsters! Soap cursed in a low voice, turned around and started rummaging through the gun cabinet under the table again.

It's a pity that there is only one CQB killer like Little Steel Melon. The rest are some nine-millimeter caliber pistols and micro-rams, as well as a few boxes of ammunition. The most powerful weapon in the entire gun cabinet is only A short gun with the butt removed and an ultra-short barrel used still uses 5.56 mm caliber bullets handed down from the old era.

Enemies that couldn't even be killed by Little Steel Pumpkin, Soap didn't expect these firearms to have any killing effect on them... He took off two more grenades he had brought with him from the equipment, and threw them towards the door of the store. Then he hunched over and ran back quickly.

This store has a three-entry structure. The outermost store is the store, and the inner one is a reception room used for business discussions and viewing goods. The innermost one is the shop owner's living room, which is more than 20 meters deep. The outermost store has bought Soap five minutes. As long as the reception room and living room can each delay another five minutes, his blocking mission will be completed!