Chapter 1787

Sweden.

Stockholm.

Factory building.

Five seconds later.

The attack stopped.

"Stop."

Everyone was relieved.

After all, they are not the kind of people who look at death as if they are at home. They are not the kind of people who are fearless to charge on the battlefield. They are also afraid that the weapons of that caliber, that is, the life harvester, will die one after another.

Now.

One becomes three.

Of course.

You can also walk on your stomach.

However.

Judging from the attack just now, they did not mean to destroy them all.

A little bit of life.

Flat shot, the purpose is very clear - warning, do not act rashly, otherwise, flat shot into a dive, they will not rush, but to escape fast, and slow things.

That's the point.

It was immediately confirmed.

At this point.

A big black man looked at the nearby concrete mound and quickly climbed over it.

On arrival.

Sit up.

His back was close to the stone mound one meter thick. He was panting heavily. The sweat on his forehead had frozen to ice. When he wiped his hand, Kaka's broken ice fell, which reminded him of polar training.

It's just that.

It was hot sweat at that time, but this time it was scared out of nervousness.

Just two breaths.

"Boom! Boom

There was a vibration from the stone mound, as if he had been hit on his spine with a small hammer. It was not a wooden hammer, but a hammer. Once, it almost knocked his heart out and escaped. This was the only idea.

No hesitation.

Roll a few to the right and leave the firing area.

Get down.

Hold your head.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes.

Next.

He watched as the concrete pier was broken to pieces and torn! A stone splashed over and hit him on the finger. Click. The second joint of the index finger was fractured instantly.

"Hiss!"

The pain in my heart.

"Run away."

More than a dozen rolls again, and the black man is far away from the area just now.

At the same time.

There was a roar in several directions, and all of them were too scared to move. They were completely sure that their actions were being watched by the enemy inside, and someone was moving forward. Attack.

"Don't get up."

The command came from the headset.

All of a sudden.

The people at the scene were relieved.

。。。

Greece.

Manor.

"Pa!"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard.

Suppression.

It's a shame that their people were so suppressed that they didn't dare to move. How many people would they have to fill in three harvesters in order to achieve the target and obtain information.

Fifty.

Or a hundred? Or more.

No way.

The price of meaningless charge is too high. Now he can see that people don't mean to kill them all. It reveals a message that they don't want to offend the major consortia to death.

But.

I'm not afraid to conflict with you.

This is not the case.

It's not up to him to decide.

Right away.

"Contact them."

The old man ordered.

"Yes."

They.

Of course, it's not the enemy, it's the consortia. They don't say anything, they just suppress it. It's like saying, "shall we talk?". So he had to get other people together to discuss.

Because most of them are at the theatre.

Soon.

We're all here.

"All the three groups of kovaro elites have been damaged, and they have lost their combat support capability. The number of opponents is unknown, and they are well-equipped. They have super large caliber weapons, and the quantity of ammunition is unknown."

The old man said it briefly.

"More than 30 mm?"

"Are you sure?"

"Where did it come from?"

"Are they crazy?"

“。。。”

Listen up.

There is a lot of discussion. It's not that I haven't seen it before. It's just that it was smuggled to Sweden by an unknown force. The caliber of more than 30mm is gun level in all countries.

"What about the model?"

Someone asked.

Listen.

The old man shook his head slightly.

"The picture of the last camera is short and fuzzy, and it is impossible to determine the type. Each of these weapons has been recorded. We are checking the relevant equipment of European countries."

The power of the consortium is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

Check these.

It's just a little bit of trouble. It's not impossible."What do they mean?"

"Talk."

"Why not take the initiative?"

"Whoever starts first loses first."

"Just stand up?"

"No

"How about that?"

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Who can't make it first."

“。。。”

These words, of course, are not what they say, but what people think. It's almost a moment. The old man said, "they must want to show their muscles through this."

"The purpose, first of all, is to destroy the operation team, which is the people of kovaro. The second is to draw our attention to the past and disrupt the rhythm of our actions against the three scientists. "

"So."

"We should also prepare with two hands. First, the nail must be pulled out, and we have to give an account to kovaro. Second, plan B for the three scientists. "

Kovaro and

are tools.

But.

It's up to the owner to beat a dog. Negotiations belong to negotiations. One yard is one yard. There must be an explanation for the death of so many people in kovaro. At least, none of the people in the factory can live.

"Agreed."

"Yes."

"Kill."

"They are too arrogant."

“。。。”

In response.

There is no objection.

Next.

It's about how to do it.

"In order to reduce the losses, we need to borrow military forces. In this regard, I will coordinate. When these people transport those weapons in, the Swiss side also needs an explanation, that is their lives."

"Of course, it can't be said to be held by gangsters. Otherwise, the Swedish authorities, the military and the police will have to have a large number of people who have bad luck and package it as the second large-scale extermination of gangsters."

"Believe, the other side will not be stupid enough to admit."

If admitted.

Oh!

That's a lot of fun.

Without a push, all countries will put it on the list of "terrorist organizations". It's very easy to include zero and Myanmar. If it's not for the unconventional weapons, it's too much involved.

Otherwise.

They all thought about it.

"At present, the news of the war can no longer be contained. In terms of the control of public opinion, we still focus on cracking down on gangsters. When necessary, we can let some people stand up and take responsibility for it."

Some people.

The guys on the list, of course.

Don't worry if you have too much debt.

"It's up to you."

"Good."

"We'll talk about it when they can't sit still."

"Well."

“。。。”

It's only five minutes.

The meeting is over.

All screens are disconnected. The old man sits down and drinks a cup of tea. "Continue to encircle. Fire assistance will arrive soon. Withdraw from the first line of defense. The sniper is in position. The target is at the factory. The enemy is at the factory."

I had a pause.

Again: "free shooting, unlimited."

The enemy is dead.

We can also talk about it.

In any case,

those who can perform such tasks basically have the consciousness of being treated as abandoned pieces. They are all chess pieces. If they are killed, they will be killed. In the face of real interests, chess pieces are used.

"I got it."

At this time.

The housekeeper answers a phone call and his eyes are almost staring out.

"What did you find out?"

The spirit of the old man.

"How the other party's weapons enter the country." The housekeeper had a strange face.

"Great."

The old man stood up, a happy face, "who helped them?"

"We're not."

"Ah?"

Instant.

The old man's face froze.

For a long time.

"Ha ha! Ha ha! " The old man can't help laughing. Can the world be more ridiculous?