Guoyun: My system rests with the country

Lin Dong saw the guns on the rear seats through the rear-view mirror.

These guns are secured with sponges.

There are pistols of different styles, fully automatic micro-shooters that are slightly larger than pistols, semi-automatic ones of different lengths, and sniper rifles with separated barrels and placed in parallel.

There are even two grenades embedded in the sponge interlayer.

Could it be that he was flying over the rock pillar with this mobile arsenal?

If these munitions collide and detonate, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Lin Dong now somewhat understands what Wantong said that this car can reach the City of Angels.

Since there are a lot of munitions on the car, the whole car must have undergone other changes.

at least,

The glass that can withstand gunshots just now is very unusual.

"Assistant Wu, what other functions does this car have?"

"What is this row of buttons for?"

"The country really attaches great importance to this task, and specially modified a car for you."

Vantone would like to say, in fact, this car is modified for you.

Seeing that Lin Dong was quite interested in the new things on the car, he introduced to him:

"This is an active seat ejector"

"This is the whole car airtight switch."

"This is the automatic oxygen supply starter."

"Assistant Wu, what is this 1-6 button?"

"Oh, that's six tiny missiles."

Lin Dong almost slammed on the brakes.

"What? There are missiles in this car?"

"Don't be nervous, it's just a QN-202 miniature individual missile. It has a range of 2100 kilometers. It is still very good against small armored targets and bunkers."

Wantong said self-consciously: "I didn't plan to install this thing at first, but when your car airbag exploded last time and you sent it back to the factory for maintenance, I thought your car was here, so I installed it."

……

There is a patrol checkpoint on Interstate 15 between Las Vegas and Glendale.

Sam is the sergeant who patrols the checkpoint and has worked at this checkpoint for 8 years.

He is already tired of seeing the gray and yellow scenery around him, and even going to work every day, facing the road in front of him is a torment for him.

He wanted to transfer to Vegas, or wherever, just to get away from this desert and never see this highway again.

But I wrote countless application letters, all of which fell into the sea.

This time, after receiving an order from the Intelligence Agency, Sam felt that his opportunity had come, and immediately led six or seven police officers to deploy defenses on the Intercontinental Highway 15.

As long as I can make meritorious service this time, I can definitely be transferred from this damned place.

"Hey, take out all the things in the patrol station, the other party is a big fish, and it won't be so easy to catch without a fight."

Two police officers ran onto the road carrying a box.

One of the police officers quickly pressed the button, and driven by the hydraulic power device, two tire breakers covered with formidable steel nails protruded from the inside.

The spikes on these tire breakers are extremely sharp. After the vehicle tire is rolled on, it will be pierced within 0.5 seconds, and the tire gas will be released through the vent hole.

Immediately afterwards, another police officer drove a bus over, and the entire body of the bus blocked the road.

And outside the road, there are several tire breakers arranged here and there to ensure that even if the opponent rushes out of the guardrail, they will never escape.

Sam drove all the vehicles at the patrol station over to form a character, which was their reserved shooting point.

As the above said, as long as they can hold each other down, it will be a great achievement.

"Boss, should we switch to heavy firepower?"

"Of course!"

Sam opened the trunk of a police car and pulled out a wooden box.

Holding an AK in one hand and a shotgun in the other.

Sam said triumphantly:
"Hey, this is my private collection. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

……

Lin Dong continued to travel at a speed of 220 kilometers per hour.

Then came the rhythmic roar of propellers behind him.

A helicopter was flying towards them at low altitude.

Through the open cabin, a machine gun is standing on the hatch.

"The people in the saloon listen, pull over for inspection."

The helicopter's loudspeaker kept repeating the order, followed by several sharp sirens.

If it was an ordinary gangster or robber, he would have been terrified by this set.

But Wantong is the director of the Xia State Special Affairs Bureau, an elite agent who has been trained from the grassroots.

Without saying a word, he immediately leaned out half of his body from the car window, raised his gun at the helicopter and shot.

The semi-automatic rifle sprayed flames, and some bullet casings that were emitting green smoke clanged and fell on the seat.

The helicopter pilot was taken aback and quickly raised the altitude.

Wantong emptied the magazine in one breath, retracted the cab, closed the window and said:
"Hahaha, it's so cool, hands and feet are always tied in the country, this Citigroup is the paradise for our spy activities!
This road was built on the Gobi, and the line of sight was extremely wide. Lin Dong saw a bus in front of him from a distance, lying across the road.

"Assistant Wu, there is a bus blocking the way ahead!"

"It's okay, I'll open the way, you go straight ahead."

The helicopter lingered and appeared behind him again.

Then the roar of heavy machine guns sounded in the air.

The 12.7 mm caliber machine gun sprayed ammunition rapidly, and the ammunition belt was like a long whip in the air, pulling the road surface out of the potholes.

Lin Dong drove the vehicle swaying from side to side. The Suzaku Car was not afraid of bullets from ordinary firearms, but it was better to dodge in the face of heavy machine gun fire.

There was interference from the helicopter, and the speed of the vehicle decreased a lot, and in a further direction, another helicopter was approaching vaguely.

"Damn, these offal!"

Wantong flipped the switch on the dashboard and asked:

"Lin Dong, can you play drift?"

Seeing Lin Dong nodded affirmatively, Wantong said with satisfaction:
"Very well, I will count one, two, three, and you will turn around."

"one two Three!"

Lin Dong took advantage of the curve in front of him, stepped on the brakes, shifted the gear lever, and slammed the steering wheel to the left. Under the action of inertia, he almost rolled over.

But the body was instantly stabilized by the braking system, turned around 180 degrees, and faced the helicopter.

"Wantong gave the helicopter a middle finger through the glass."

"Please accept greetings from Agent Xia!"

Pressed the number on the control panel: 1
huh~!

From the position of the headlights, a missile spiraled into the air and swooped towards the helicopter.

The driver was frightened out of his wits and hurriedly raised the altitude, but it was too late.

Boom~!

The entire helicopter exploded in the air, forming a big fireball, which fell obliquely and burned violently on the Gobi.

Hodgson was on the helicopter at the back, and having learned from the past, he immediately raised the altitude and did not dare to approach.

This is too outrageous, Citigroup is free and democratic, owning firearms is nothing, but carrying missiles is too much.

This is no longer a matter of intelligence leakage, but has directly risen to the height of national anti-terrorism.

The other party is so well prepared, it must be a terrorist.

Hodgson suddenly thanked the other party for the missiles sent by the old iron. If he could have something to do with terrorism, even if he failed to keep the other party, he could at least shirk it and have a chance not to go to Black Africa.

"Accelerate, go around in front of them, the casino city of Vegas is ahead, where should we deploy our defenses!"

……

After blowing up the helicopter, the Suzaku sedan did not delay, swung the front of the car, adjusted its direction beautifully, and drove towards the front.

There were two more flashes at the front of the car.

A missile flew out from the left and right sides and directly hit the bottom of the bus.

Boom~!Boom~!

The fuel tank of the bus exploded, and the entire bus body was blown up.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Suzaku sedan slipped through the gap below with a gleam of light.

Sergeant Sam clutched the shotgun, dumbfounded.

The opponent just ran away without firing a single shot.

Then I started to rejoice, fortunately, I didn't fire, otherwise the opponent could shoot 3 missiles, and they wouldn't be stingy with the 4th.

The oncoming heat wave made Sam's hair a little curly.

The opponent is so fierce and has heavy firepower, if he can intercept it, the credit will be great.

The escape from the dead did not satisfy Sam, but instead upset him like losing a valuable wallet.

He kicked at one of the officers.

"Fack, didn't I ask you to install traffic stoppers on the front and back of the bus?"

"Are you being lazy and forgetting!"

The policeman said aggrievedly:

"Boss, I did as you asked. I installed two front and rear stoppers."

Sam kicked again when he heard the words, and cursed:

"What the hell, why didn't their tires blow out?"