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Chapter 472 Are you a pussy?

The weapons of a certain Middle Eastern religious group have been upgraded, the number of people participating in the attack has been upgraded, and the tactics and strategies of the attack have also been upgraded.

In both the first and second attacks, the corporate thugs only attacked Corpse Garden.

The other three directions are just for harassment...

The third attack changed the situation of the first two. With more than 200 people, it was enough to spread the situation, and a bolder attempt was made.

Attacks were launched from three directions at the same time: Smuggler's Alley, Abandoned Parking Lot and Corpse Paradise.

This new tactic of expanding the scope of the attack is indeed the best way to defeat an intelligence station with a small number of defenders, but each one is an elite one.

In the case of limited manpower, the larger the area to defend, the more scattered the manpower will be.

And once people are separated, they will be less able to cooperate. In the process of intense and long-term battles, the probability of making mistakes will be greater.

Seeing a large number of enemies appearing in three directions, Tyrone felt unprecedented pressure.

I had to ask again via radio: "Stationmaster, can you allow the Predator drone to prepare Hellfire missiles? We are in urgent need of air power support."

"I made a request a minute ago and ISR didn't give any reply, those sons of bitches."

The webmaster was even more panicked at this moment, and even cursed in anger.

"Fake!"

Tyrone was also very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about the drone's inaction, because it must have been without permission from his superiors.

Since others cannot be relied upon, you can only rely on yourself.

Tyrone no longer fantasized about drones and fighter jets, put away his thoughts and returned to the battlefield. Everyone asked: "Each building will report the situation to me in turn."

"There are no big changes here in Building A. There are no targets at the gate or on the road." Boone replied.

"Building B is in trouble. There are a large number of people in cars in the direction of the parking lot, and more than 40 enemies are heading in our direction."

After Scott finished speaking, perhaps thinking of the fall of the consulate, he added: "Tyrone, don't worry, we will definitely be able to hold on this time."

"You can see more than 30 targets in Smuggler's Alley. I think there are more than just these enemies. There should be some enemies walking through the buildings." Oz replied.

"The fun here in Corpse Paradise is a bit too much. There are too many enemies to count, at least 100 or more. An armed pickup truck also appeared and stopped 400 meters away. This thing is a bit of a headache." Long Zhanhui reported.

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"An armed pickup truck 400 meters away?"

Tyrone's face darkened, realizing that this was a big and difficult problem.

Although the effective range of the HK416, M4 and M249 light machine guns in everyone's hands is within 400 meters, it takes some time to aim.

When facing a fire attack from hundreds of people, precise aiming is very difficult.

In addition, the biggest feature of the armed pickup truck is that it is not a fixed heavy firepower point, but a "mobile firepower" that can fight and run at the same time.

If an armed pickup truck shoots a bunch of bullets and changes places, it will be difficult to deal with it with a rifle.

"Oz, can you handle the armed pickup truck behind Corpse Park?"

Tyrone was convinced that the rifle could not effectively strike, so he could only place his hopes on the sniper in Tower 1 who occupied the best position and had the sniper conditions.

"It has now hidden behind the building, but it is not a big problem. As long as it dares to fire and expose its position, I can kill it."

As a professional sniper, Oz is very confident in his marksmanship.

certainly.

The unique geographical advantage of Tower 1 has the best view of the entire site, which is also the objective reason why Oz can be so confident.

Oz's confident answer eliminated Tyrone's worries.

Finally, he reminded everyone: "Guys, everyone should keep their posts. I don't want any side to fall first and the enemy to appear behind my butt."

What needs to be prepared has been prepared, and what needs to be said has been said.

Whether the intelligence station can withstand this disaster, whether Long Zhan and his party can defend this wave of attacks, depends on the performance and cooperation of everyone.

"Click~"

"Come on, you bastards, let me kill you to pieces."

Tantuo held the light machine gun with both hands and pulled the gun hard to load the bullet. His expression was both nervous and excited, which truly reflected his heart at the moment.

"Is your thing loud?"

Boone, who was less than three meters away, was a little frightened when he saw the madness on Tanto's face.

Building A had been doing so much before, Tanto had never had the pleasure of shooting with a machine gun, and Boone, as a sniper, rarely cooperated with machine gunners at close range.

Boone guessed that the machine gun fire would be noisy, but he didn't know exactly how noisy it would be.

"What? Are you scared? Do you want me to coax you, my old baby?" Tanto said with a teasing smile.

Boon smiled helplessly. He pointed to his ears and said, "My earmuffs fell off. On the way back from the consulate, I didn't want you to cause tinnitus."

GRS is a PMC prepared by an enterprise, which is slightly different from a pure PMC.

Although basic weapons and equipment are distributed, such as the weapons they currently use, other auxiliary equipment and armor need to be prepared by individuals themselves.

For example, Longzhan's sound pickup and noise reduction headphones, customized heavy-duty bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets, etc.

If you don't prepare "good" equipment, you can only use whatever is in the warehouse, and there is no guarantee of quality.

Boone's radio was connected to an earplug with a sound-isolating earmuff.

I simply can’t afford “noise-picking and noise-canceling headphones”.

"I'm sorry to tell you that if you can't find a way to plug your ears, there will be a fly living in your ears for at least one day in the future, haha."

Tanto himself also didn't wear earmuffs, but he wasn't worried and instead laughed happily.

The sound when the weapon is fired is quite unique. The person firing the weapon does not hear the sound loudly, but the people on both sides hear the sound very noisily.

Especially for continuous fire like a machine gun, if you are within 5 meters of it for a long time, your ears will be particularly tortured.

Short-term deafness and tinnitus are perfectly normal.

After Tanto finished speaking, he looked to the left, which was the parking lot with the largest number of enemies besides Corpse Paradise, to see where the enemies had gone.

After such a period of observation, when he turned around again, he found that Boone had "ear muffs"——

Ears stuffed with tissues!

"Boone, your tampons are so useful."

Tanto specially weighted the tampon, and if there was something in his words, he would blame Boon.

Boone immediately understood the meaning of the words and gave Tanto a contemptuous middle finger.

When American women come to have their first trimester, sanitary napkins are not as popular as in China. Most of them use cylindrical tampons that are stuffed into them for absorption.

Another meaning behind Tanto's words was to tease Boone for being a sissy.


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