Thugs from a certain Middle Eastern religious group chose to attack late at night, thinking that with the cover of darkness, they could quietly sneak into the intelligence station and start killing.
However, ignorance is always evil.
How could these local leopards have imagined that in this high-tech era, no one would like to wear night vision goggles, and there is no difference between night and day.
They moved forward quietly, giving GRS and DSS ample preparation time.
"They're already here and they're fanning out towards the back door."
Oz aimed his gun at the head of one of them. He was already in the best fighting condition and used a radio to alert other teammates.
Even if Long Zhan and others already know that someone is coming, as observers, they must give verbal warnings.
This is the role of the observer!
"Relax, guys, my machine gun is already thirsty. This first wave of attacks is just a trial, not enough to fill the gap in my big baby's teeth, haha."
Long Zhan placed the light machine gun on the fence, with a hundred-round bullet chain hanging from the gun to the ground. The cold light above the copper bullet case was like the gaze of death.
Behind and to the left of this ammunition chain, there are three open ammunition chain boxes, all of which are filled with ammunition chains, enough to turn the corpse paradise into a hornet's nest.
As long as these attackers dare to open fire, Long Zhan will launch a thunderous counterattack against them.
Let them know what it means to kick the iron!
Compared to Long Zhan's super big heart, he was still in the mood to joke around after the enemy had arrived. Everyone else looked very stressed, with heavy faces on their faces.
"Everyone, the target has been confirmed. Please be alert, keep an eye on the areas you are responsible for, and be ready to fire and counterattack at any time."
Tyrone's tone was very solemn, and it could be seen that he was not in a relaxed mood at this time.
There were more than 30 enemies in the first wave of attacks, which means that "a certain Middle Eastern religious group" came here and was determined to capture the intelligence station.
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This means...
The combined 9 people of DSS and GRS need to defend against dozens or even hundreds of enemies, and there are hundreds or thousands of potential enemies around.
In this situation, if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.
If you want to be completely calm, you really need a courage far beyond ordinary people.
For example, Long Zhan, the only "first-level combatant" in the game!
The defending GRS and DSS were very nervous, and the attacking thugs from a certain Middle Eastern religious group were not relaxed either, and were even more nervous than the defending people.
It took nearly a minute to walk from the outskirts of the Corpse Garden, which was about 70 to 80 meters away, to a distance of nearly 50 meters.
The reason why they were walking so slowly was because they had poor visibility. They couldn't use a flashlight in order to stay hidden. The moon was not good tonight either, so it was dark the whole way. They were easily tripped when walking in an abandoned breeding shed, so they had to slow down.
Secondly, it was pitch dark inside the intelligence station, which made them feel inexplicably panicked, no matter how fast they walked, so as not to alarm the people in the intelligence station.
The "poor vision" proposed layout before the dragon battle played a big role at this moment.
However, as the corporate thugs continue to approach, the safe distance is gradually shrinking, and the pressure on the defensive GRS and others is also increasing.
The most annoying thing is that the thugs did not open fire, but kept approaching quietly in the dark, and GRS and others could not fire first to stop them.
After all, the inside of the wall belongs to the intelligence station, and the outside of the wall is a public area.
In Libya, where citizens are not prohibited from owning weapons, he walked around in public areas with weapons, which was their freedom.
Seeing that the enemy had entered within 50 meters, Tyrone couldn't hold on anymore and asked over the radio: "Stationmaster, I know you have been looking for allies. If there are allies who can come over, I need you to tell me, now, immediately."
The webmaster did not reply immediately. It took several seconds before he said dejectedly: "No, no one has confirmed that they can come to help us."
At this time, the radio broadcast from the rescue command in the intelligence station reminded me of the radio report from the drone.
"AFRICOM, ISR has followed the strobe lights and arrived at the target coordinates, waiting for the next instruction."
"Command has received it, ISR, tell me, what did you see?"
"Africa Command discovered that a large number of unknown people were approaching the workstation from the south to the southeast of the open space. They had no identification tags or colors and were moving freely asymmetrically. It was impossible to tell whether they were carrying weapons..."
While reporting to the headquarters, the drone also relayed the high-altitude night vision surveillance footage and synchronized it to the screen in the office building in real time.
"We are surrounded!"
The webmaster looked at the dozens of department targets marked by triangular red dots on the screen, his eyes dull as if he had been petrified.
In addition to being able to see fear and fear, he no longer had the calmness he had when he first met Long Zhan.
"Stationmaster, the situation is getting more and more critical. Are you still ready to evacuate from here?"
Tyrone was taunting Chi Guoguo, venting his anger on the webmaster for not cooperating with the thugs from the beginning of the attack, and then only thinking about escaping.
The webmaster did not reply to Tyrone this time because the picture in front of him already gave the answer.
The intelligence station has become the last barrier. Once they leave the intelligence station with its walls, defense layers, and full defense of the GRS, their group of logistics intelligence personnel will be reduced to meat on the chopping board.
Let alone ridicule at this moment, even if Tyrone pointed at his face and cursed, the stationmaster would not dare to say a word.
In the huge hall of the office building, it was not just the webmaster who had been brought in, but more than 20 other intelligence officers were also dumbfounded.
The person who wants to kill them is already outside the door. No one is sure whether they can survive, and there is nothing they can do.
I can only sit there praying and waiting helplessly.
"Boss, the seven targets on the left have been identified. They are all carrying weapons. One of them is carrying a barrel-shaped weapon that is suspected of being an RPG."
As the distance between the two sides narrowed, even if the enemy's weapons were not in his hands, but were carried on his back or covered up with clothes, Oz could clearly distinguish them.
"We have entered the optimal shooting range, please fire to kill them."
Teague was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he couldn't help but request to fire.
The others were similar at this time. They all put their fingers on the triggers, sweat began to appear on their foreheads, and their nerves were stretched to the limit.
Only Long Zhan is still as stable as an old dog.
The reason why Long Zhan was not nervous at all even though the enemies were already on his face was that he had personally experienced more exaggerated scenes.
Thinking back to the crash site in Mogadishu No. 2, the six of them faced a group attack of hundreds of people, and the area where they could move was a dilapidated house.
Although everyone suffered some injuries in the end, they managed to survive with their strength.