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Chapter 222 We need heavy equipment

Durand, who was frightened by his answer, turned around and left the room again. He turned on the walkie-talkie in his hand. The people inside were asking everyone to evacuate to the underground parking lot within five minutes.
Some people were also calling out that something happened to the boss. Xu Chuan regretfully found that the elevator did not directly hit the ground as he imagined, but was stopped by the emergency brake system. He didn't know how many people inside could survive.
I planned to get into the crowd and finally send them a ride, but the situation ahead was really dangerous, which made him feel uneasy. The future is long, so I will settle the accounts with them later.
Breal, who had just been rescued from the elevator, also thought so. If Victor's people hadn't been urging him, he would have found the bastard and killed him with his own hands.
"No, no angle, these bastards actually installed gun shields." Michael went down to the third floor of the apartment, and the machine gunner's position was still not visible in the scope.
"Where is Curtis? Why has his heavy equipment not arrived yet?" Swag regretted not bringing the M72 LAW bazooka.
In this case, you can only use more firepower than the opponent, grenade launcher, bazooka, mortar and other equipment.
"Ask HCLI people if there are any useful guys in their hands." On the other corner of the street, the other HCLI people were also suppressed. They originally planned to pick up the eldest lady, but they didn't expect that the other party would not play according to the norm. These two big killers were swung in the middle, and no one dared to show their heads.
"Don't think about it. Although they have artillery, they don't have artillery." Who would have thought that one day they would need to use mortars in the center of Paris.
"They are just blocking the streets and covering the retreat of vehicles behind them." Nikita controls the sniper points of the drone, Swag and others on another building. Although she can see the entire hotel, the location is too close and the interference device still has a certain impact on the place, so she can only move to a further location.
The two modified trucks were stuck at the entrance and exit of the underground parking lot, obviously in order to suppress their unidentified people. The other party was unable to figure out the current situation and could only use this method to cover the retreat of others, which shows that the mission goal of this group of people is likely to have been achieved.
But these are not important. Umbrella and HCLI people came here just to support their bosses. As for these terrorists, they didn't have much to do with them.
It was still very depressed that I was suppressed by two machine guns. Is it really unwilling to just watch them leave?
Just when everyone was helpless, a natural sound rang out on the walkie-talkie, and Curtis' hoarse voice shouted, "Paris is in chaos, I've been wandering around for a long time before I can come here."
Before, Swag felt that only light weapons were not very safe, so he asked Curtis to go back to get equipment. It was not far away, but tonight was really special. Many locations in Paris were attacked and they had already fought with the police and the military police, which made him return twice the time.
"I was almost stopped by GIGN on the road. If there weren't a convoy of terrorists passing by, I wouldn't have been able to get there." His carriage was filled with arms, and he might have been shot dead by GIGN, who was full of fire.
Curtis was still scared. During this chaotic period, the civilians killed by people were definitely present, but no one cares about it now. Perhaps the incident will be investigated after it subsides, but most of them will fall on the heads of the terrorists.
According to Nikita's instructions, he parked his car outside an intersection, took out two M72A6 bazooka from the rear compartment and carried it on his back, and quickly ran towards the office building next to him.
Curtis, with a face covering, kicked open the locked door from inside, took out a pistol and tied the night security uniform. For his safety and to avoid causing trouble for himself, he used a cable ties to tie the person under the desk.
The second floor is the office hall of a company, with dozens of desks neatly placed inside. He walked to the innermost position and opened the window. Two modified trucks were located more than 30 meters ahead.
The launching bazooka must have an open location. This spacious office area is quite suitable. It is easy to roast yourself if the space is too small.
Open the rear cover and pull out the launch cylinder. The front and rear sights automatically pop up, pull the trigger safety forward, aim at the target, and when aiming, the eyes should be 8-10 cm away from the rear sight, unless you don’t care about the sights hitting your face after launch.
"Black Bi, I'm here." Curtis muttered, and was about to press the trigger.
"Stop, Curtis, stop first." Nikita's voice was on the walkie-talkie, "Bell said, put the other vehicles over and blow up these two fire points."
Curtis closed the insurance in depressedly, "Okay, what's the point he was thinking?"
Xu Chuan didn't think of any terrible ideas. He just felt that attacking now would make Breal and others wrongly judge the situation. If they thought they were surrounded by the army and were ready to fight to the death, the consequences would be difficult to control.
Although Umbrella and HCLI can also eat them together, the most important thing now is to safely pick up the people on their side. So when these people evacuate and launch an attack, the rest will definitely accelerate the evacuation without stopping to fight against themselves.
"I understand." Curtis replied, without letting him wait too long, six cars of various models drove out in the underground garage.
Two modified trucks also started to start, following behind the convoy one after another. Curtis pulled the trigger safety again, aimed at the first truck first, and pressed the trigger.
A 66mm armor-piercing bomb exploded the truck into the air in the blink of an eye, "Ho, come and call me dad." Curtis shouted excitedly, then picked up another one and fired it out in the same process, blowing the second one blocked behind into a ball of fire.
After throwing the launcher, Curtis went downstairs without caring about the damage effect and evacuated from the back door according to Nikita's command to prevent him from being blocked in the building.
However, Nikita obviously thought too much. After the two trucks were blown away, Breal's convoy obviously stepped on the accelerator even harder and ran very fast.
Xu Chuan stood in front of the window of the corridor on the third floor, looking at the two fireballs on the road, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This time it was the most tense night he had in recent times.
I thought to myself, don't say I didn't help, I don't know how many lives the French police would take less than these two heavy machine guns.
Falme, who was still lying behind the fountain, raised her head and looked vigilantly at the quiet street. After the two explosions just now, the sound of heavy machine guns stopped. She basically guessed what was going on.
Three cars drove over quickly, and the members of the Coco Guard were coming out. The leader was 'R', whose real name was Renard Rich, former Italian Special Forces Lieutenant, followed closely by Willy, whose real name was William Nelson, nicknamed "Coyote", who was a former member of the 18th Airborne Army of the United States Army.
Chapter completed!
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