Chapter 215 Bloodbath on the Street Although it was a dark and windy night here, they could indeed accomplish this task with their equipment and personal qualities, but there was no need to rush. Zhang Ailun looked at Blitz who was sitting in the car and asked for his opinion, "Those two signal sources have been in the tire shop and the repair shop without moving?" "That's right. The tire shop and the repair shop are only half a block apart." Blitz nodded. "Ok!" What are you waiting for. Zhang Allen gave orders directly, "Prepare your weapons, lie in ambush in the dark, install silencers, follow my command, and take action at any time, but try not to cause too much commotion. Xige, occupy the high ground first and kill a few people." "The only high point nearby is the motel," Sig said after observing for a moment. "Then take care of them first." Zhang Ailun led his men to the motel, but did not rashly attract attention. Blitz was an educated man and a technician, and had no field combat skills, so it would be more reliable for him to sit in the bulletproof car. He was responsible for deciphering the camera, cutting off the power supply, and waiting.
Zhang Ailun put on a professional infrared night vision goggles and crouched behind an obstacle. The Beggar Gang disciples also put on headsets, and each of them was armed to the teeth with a silencer, a submachine gun, and a bulletproof vest. Sig carried the VSS sniper rifle, adjusted the sniper aiming system, installed subsonic bullets, and squatted in the corner to take aim. He was pure Voldemort. The power supply of the motel was cut off, and it suddenly became pitch black. Soon, black people came out of the motel. Seven or eight black people were crowded together, arguing with each other. "WTF! What happened? Why did the power suddenly go out?" "I just took my fucking pants off and downloaded all the YouTube videos." "Damn the property management, it's not like we haven't paid our utility bills! The water and electricity are always cut off!" "There's nothing we can do. The facilities in the suburbs are not as good as those in the city. Without a portable wifi, my phone can't even get a signal." "That's true..." Snapped! ! Before the dark-faced Old Hei could finish his words, Sig pointed the muzzle of the gun at his forehead through the scope and pulled the trigger. The bullet whizzed past and suddenly opened the top of his head. Gently wake up the sleeping soul. "Hey!! Who sprayed me in the face?" It was already dark. It was even darker without water, electricity, or lights. Even the locals couldn't see where they were. Suddenly, the place became a mess, with people cursing and swearing. Sig didn't care about that. He continued to aim at the next black man through the scope and pulled the trigger. With a bang, another old black man fell down right after him. "Not finished yet? Wait! This taste is a bit weird, it's sticky in my mouth..." Snapped! ! Before he could finish his words, he was hit head-on again, and his head exploded like watermelon juice. Falling in response.
After a brief silence, the short-circuited brains of the old blacks finally came online. They reacted and were a little panicked for a moment. "WTF! Attack! Someone is attacking!!" Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Just like a repeater, Sigma adjusted it to automatic mode. Relying on his years of experience in controlling guns, he fired randomly at Lao Hei who was still in the yard, directly emptying the magazine of VSS. A sniper rifle for long-range and a submachine gun for close combat! Who invented this thing? It works just fine to silence people by touching their whistle! Seeing that the old blacks fell to the ground one after another like a gourd, they were soon cleared out. Zhang Ailun asked Xige to continue to look out, and he also led the others in one after another. The leader stepped over Lao Hei's body and came to the door of the motel, and protected everyone in front of him. Bailey took out a glow stick, threw it into the motel, and waited for a long time without any response. He immediately tried to lead people to sneak into the motel. After reaching the second floor, he kicked the doors one by one and searched everywhere, but found nothing. He leaned over from upstairs and called out to the chief leader downstairs, lowering his voice: "Boss, it's empty! No one! They all ran downstairs." Zhang Ailun immediately called Sig to come and occupy the commanding heights. Sig ran out from the corner, trotted all the way to the motel, climbed to the roof, and set up the sniper rifle. A Beggar Gang disciple also went upstairs carrying a backpack containing a drone. He unzipped it, took out a drone and a joystick handle, and handed them to the chief leader. "How do you use this thing?" Zhang Ailun was a little confused and asked, "Is it operated like a game console?" The Beggars' Sect disciples immediately began to introduce strategies for using them to the chief leader, advocating that one should sharpen their weapons before a battle, which will at least help them in every possible way. Zhang Ailun was a game enthusiast after all. Although he had never played with a bombing drone, he had played with remote-controlled racing cars a lot. He quickly got the hang of it, started the drone, and it hovered over his head, making a buzzing sound. Although it looks crooked and not very pretty, and it's dazzling when it's moving too fast, it can still be operated up, down, left and right. The controller comes with a simple display screen, but no helmet or electronic goggles. After all, it is a cheap consumable item at $199, and there are no advanced options. If it is really useful, I will buy another batch of it! Blitz also reminded: "Someone came out from the tire shop. He must have heard the noise here." Zhang Ailun saw a few black people on the road through the controller, looking over here, talking nonsense. It seemed that they also noticed the drone above their heads and were a little puzzled. "What are you looking at!?" Zhang Ailun cursed and pushed the joystick forward button to the limit. The drone hovering overhead accelerated to over 3 kilometers per hour in seconds, breaking through the air with a bang, and whizzed past, heading straight towards Lao Hei. Several old black men looked up at the drone in astonishment. Before they could react, it turned into a self-destructing plane and crashed head-on into the road under their feet. "Wtf..." Bang! ! Before he finished his words, flames shot up into the sky, and the three old black men flew 360 degrees on the spot and fell headfirst to the ground, covered in bruises and purple. "Oh shit. Such a powerful force? How much gunpowder was added?" The chief leader himself was shocked. Sig also explained: "Boss, there are not many, just half the size of clay explosives. The raw materials that were packaged and sold to the military district last time were not used up, so I left a few boxes in the car for recycling." "..."
A thumb-sized C4 explosive can blow up the fingerprint glass door of the Little Rock Casino, and a half-palm-sized clay explosive, you are going to send Old Black's entire family away! Good job! Qibatu's work is really worry-free. He is generous and full, and he is afraid that he will not be able to kill anyone. Soon the sound of the explosion also attracted the attention of the black men in the tire shop, and a group of people filed out. "No, you're just brushing NPCs here? So many people?" Zhang Ailun was a little annoyed when he saw the twenty or so black men running out of the tire shop one by one. The key point was that they were crowded on the road, shouting and barking wildly. "Hey! Who is it!?" "Who is that? Fuck you!!" "Get out here if you have the guts!!" What are you yelling about? If I don't throw a grenade at you, I'd be letting you down for giving me the perfect bombing zone. Zhang Ailun took out two grenades, counted down to three and threw them over. A black shadow whizzed past and landed on the ground. Xiao Heizi, who was cursing, heard the sound, lowered his head to look at the gray thing at his feet, a little confused. When he used the flashlight to illuminate the shape of the object, Lao Hei's face changed drastically, and his dark face miraculously turned pale. Before he could say anything, he heard a loud bang! It was like thunder in the dark night! The few black guys who were gathered together jumped up from the spot, flying more than three meters away, with tomato juice flying everywhere. This caused a complete uproar. Thug, tug, tug, tug! ! ! The other old black men were terrified. They shouted and screamed and shot at the surrounding obstacles without thinking. "Fxxk you! They have grenades!!" "You son of a bitch! Stop hiding! Come out if you can!" "Dare to offend our Motor Nation? I think you are asking for your life!!" "Hit him! Hit him hard!" Zhang Ailun immediately gave orders after hearing this. Bang! ! Sig took the lead and pulled the trigger. He had already aimed at an old black man who seemed to be the leader. The subsonic bullet whizzed past, directly waking up the unsuspecting old black man's mind! His head exploded like a watermelon in an instant, and the black man next to him was stunned when he saw this scene. "Sniper rifle!! They still have sniper rifles!! No!!" “Dodge! Dodge!!” The black men who reacted were so scared that they pissed themselves. They no longer dared to shoot in the street and began to run away, crawling together. They were crowded together, and people and horses were falling down. They looked like a mob on the battlefield who bullied the weak and feared the strong. "Run? Where to run? If you can outrun those flying in the sky today, you will take Xige as your last name." Zhang Ailun smiled coldly and took out a self-destructive drone. Sig: ? ? The Beggar Gang disciples nearby also took out their drones and performed professional operations. "The little plane is coming." With a buzzing sound, seven or eight drones hovered from the roof of the motel. The flashing neon lights were like electronic eyes full of murderous intent. The eerie and terrifying dark images looked like killing weapons from outer space in the dark night! They whizzed out in a line like ghosts, chasing prey all over the streets, and their fan blades as thin as cicada wings looked like deadly sickles.
When Lao Hei heard the buzzing sound coming from above his head, his scalp felt like it was going to explode. He was terrified and ran away barefoot in a panic, without even taking off his shoes. "Nonono..." Looking back at the drone that was chasing him like the god of death, in the depressing atmosphere of despair and helplessness, the drone hit him directly in the next second. Boom boom boom! ! ! There were a series of explosions, flames, smoke, and even the air was filled with the smell of barbecue. I never expected that locking onto an enemy on the battlefield could be such an art, and destroying them could be so easy. Zhang Ailun took a look at the bloody scene and was secretly amazed. This thing is really cheap and easy to use. But there are still a few survivors inside. Sig nodded and shot at each of them, sending them on their way. The whole family should be neat and tidy. Basically all the black guys who came out of the tire shop were caught in one fell swoop, but such a big commotion inevitably attracted the black guys in the repair shop. They heard gunshots from the next street and drove over immediately. Some of them were holding submachine guns, Uzi and Ak, and they stuck their heads out of the windows and cursed. Some of them even pulled on the car doors and tried to perform aerial acrobatics. As soon as they arrived at this street, the convoy, which had been so aggressive, suddenly lost its arrogance and slammed on the brakes. The driver, Lao Hei, was so scared when he saw the tomato juice all over the ground. "WTF, what's going on?" "shot!!" Zhang Ailun had been waiting for these NPCs to refresh and gave the order without hesitation. Sig was still the leader. He pulled the trigger ruthlessly and without saying a word. He aimed at the driver through the sniper scope and fired two bullets in quick succession. The bullets penetrated the windshield in front of the car window. Lao Hei was shot once in the chest and once in the head. He was taught a hard lesson and went to meet his grandmother. May there be no farm cotton story in heaven. The other black men in the car were so scared when they saw their people being sniped by headhunters that they jumped out of the car, shouting and yelling in panic, running around the street looking for cover to hide, and trembling. It turns out that stains don’t work. Blitz was sitting in the armed escort vehicle, keeping an eye on the battlefield situation. He was operating a laptop and reporting, "There are more than 20 people, all hiding behind the bunkers and in the rooms. Some are trying to escape on motorcycles to tip off others!" "Sieg, don't let any of the motorcyclists go, blow up their motorcycle tires!!" Zhang Ailun immediately gave the order. "Boss, you think too highly of me..." Xige was a little speechless. The chief leader gave him an unquestionable look and said, "I'll assist you! Okay!" "I will try my best." Sig immediately loaded the magazine and continued to aim at the black guys who wanted to ride their bikes, firing continuously with his sniper rifle. The leader also set up an AR-15 and started firing at the old black man in the distance. But soon he sighed: "This gun is no good! The bullets are too volatile! It can't hit anyone at all!!"
"That old black man just shook his head and dodged me? I fired so many shots and only hit one of his ears?" What a piece of crap. The experience of flying a drone is far worse than this. There is absolutely no way that there is something wrong with my shooting skills! There is absolutely no such possibility!! The rest of the Beggars' Sect disciples also used drones again. Seven or eight drones hovered overhead, full of murderous intent, and rushed towards Lao Hei! Where has Lao Hei ever seen such a scene? I was totally frightened. Not to mention the motorcycle gangs who have never received any military training and are shooting randomly from three meters away, even if an ace special forces soldier came today, as long as he showed his head under his nose, he would be killed in seconds! Die for me! ! Boom boom boom! ! ! It was another wave of suicide drone explosion and bombing performances. Lao Hei was blown to pieces and cried for his parents. Even if he was hiding in the corner of the room, the drone was able to move flexibly and take advantage of every opportunity. He ran right up to him, they looked into each other's eyes affectionately, and then he bumped into Lao Hei and died! The main focus is on an endless cycle of fraud. Accompanied by the sounds of explosions and gunfire, the Motorband members soon suffered heavy casualties. Dozens of black men were pinned to the ground like weaklings, and the situation was one-sided, like being slaughtered. The gunshots gradually died down, bullet shells were all over the roof, and the remains of Lao Hei were all over the street. The pickup truck parked on the side of the road was full of holes, white smoke was coming out of the hood, and the tires were all broken. Upon seeing this, Zhang Ailun immediately announced a halt to the shooting and began to have the Beggars' Sect disciples start the finishing work, cleaning up the battlefield, shooting each one again, and destroying the bodies. Bloodbath in the streets!! (End of this chapter)