king of war

Chapter 293 civil unrest

When Makarov's cronies found Ivan and invited them to a private meeting, everyone was a little surprised that they received such a warm response just after extending an olive branch.

Ivan was a little surprised, and quickly agreed to the meeting request.

When Makarov's cronies took Ivan to the agreed room, Ivan suddenly found that the room was very lively and full of people, there were more than a dozen people.

Ivan narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.

It seems that Makarov didn't just invite himself, and although these people can't be recognized, some of them are the backbone of the organization, and they all hold real power.

Makarov was going to make trouble, this was Ivan's first thought.

Watching Makarov greet each one enthusiastically, Ivan smelled a strange smell.

"Ivan, my brother." As soon as Ivan entered the door, Makarov saw him and greeted him with open arms.

"Vladimir, what day is it today and why are there so many people?" Ivan asked pretending to be confused.

"Come on, my brother, let me introduce you to these are my friends." Makarov began to introduce and recommend Ivan one by one.

After seeing Ivan, these people obviously showed surprised expressions, and exchanged warm greetings very enthusiastically. Makarov showed a smug smile when he saw this scene.

As long as there is Ivan's support, Makarov will be more confident in usurping the leadership of the organization.

As everyone's conversation deepened, everyone's emotions were stirred up, and some people even shouted the slogan "Long Live Makarov", and his die-hard supporters began to force some neutrals to express their views.

Ivan has been in the terrorist organization for several months, and it can be clearly seen that there are many factions within the organization, and the differences and discord between the various factions are not a big secret.

There are various types of radicals, conservatives, young and strong factions, party and government factions, Soviet military factions, and guerrilla factions. There are also several major regions that fight independently, and they are even more powerful princes.

For example, the Middle East, where Alasad is located, is the largest faction, representing the interests of Shinrikyo and the Petroleum Department, and the Petroleum Department is one of the organization's largest sponsors.

Zakaev himself is not only the leader of the conservative and Soviet military factions, but also has a close strategic alliance with the oil faction through Alassad. He has soldiers and power, so Zakaev’s words in the organization The most powerful.

Now that Alasad has been captured and his whereabouts are unknown, Zakayev's connection with the petroleum department has been broken, and other factions are already a little bit ready to move.

This meeting directly touched the interests of various factions and aroused dissatisfaction among the people.

Originally, Ivan's internal strife would only break out after a while, but he didn't expect that there would be a firefight tonight.

Just when the atmosphere of everyone's discussions was getting heated, they suddenly heard some faint noises and strange howls outside, followed by the sound of violent shooting, mixed with screams.

The people in the room were still chatting and laughing happily, discussing how to divide the benefits, and imagining the bright future after Makarov came to power, almost no one noticed the noise outside.

As a reincarnator at the peak of the second order, Ivan has keen facial senses, and soon noticed the strangeness, and quickly pushed away the crowd and rushed out of the room.

Looking up, under the light of a bright moon, there are dozens of tall figures jumping back and forth in the dark night, criss-crossing like flying, nimbly rushing towards one guard after another, the speed is so fast that they don't look like human beings at all.

The reincarnated people have eyesight far superior to that of ordinary people, even at night when the visibility is not high, they can clearly see the appearance of the incoming enemy.

He is two meters tall, has a strong build, and has thick hair all over his body. His long fangs are shining coldly in the moonlight.

"Fack!" Alyosha's expression changed immediately, "It's a werewolf!"

"Reincarnator?"

"No, no, there is no breath of reincarnation." Ivan's face also became very ugly, "How can there be werewolves here? How is this possible?"

Call of Duty Modern Warfare is a plot copy similar to the normal world. There are no supernatural powers such as magic powers. From the perspective of the world, it is impossible for werewolves to exist.

The guards were thrown to the ground one by one, their sharp fangs pierced fiercely between the necks, and hot blood spurted out.

The monsters who drank blood began to howl in the sky, and the shrill screams echoed in the valley. Everyone turned pale and their bodies began to tremble with fear.

Makarov was worthy of being a hero of his generation. When he saw this weird scene, he immediately gritted his teeth, fired the RPK machine gun next to him, and fired a hail of bullets at the monster.

While firing and shooting, he shouted loudly: "Comrades, kill these monsters!"

Makarov's cronies and guards immediately came to their senses, picked up their weapons and started to fight back. The gunshots suddenly became intensive, and countless bullets intertwined into a web of fire, covering the tall monsters.

A round of RPG rockets were ejected, densely covering the front.

This is the headquarters of the organization. It coincides with the high-level gathering. There are heavy guards and dense firepower points. Every high-level person who comes to the meeting brings his own guards. The density of personnel and firepower is very strong.

The werewolves running at high speed bumped into the fire net composed of heavy machine guns. The 12.7mm bullets punched a bowl-sized hole in the werewolf's tough flesh, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.

The werewolf wailed miserably after being severely injured, and his movements slowed down instantly, and then more bullets hit the werewolf's body.

A few unlucky guys were hit by two large-caliber bullets in a row, their entire body was broken in the middle, and their stumps were scattered all over the floor.

The werewolves who were still arrogant just now were severely injured in an instant, and the dozen or so werewolves who rushed to the front were smashed into pieces before they even got close to the line of defense.

Most of the other werewolves were wounded and were suppressed by the intensive firepower on the mountainside. Only the werewolves who fell behind nimbly hid in the darkness, hid themselves, and waited for an opportunity to move.

Makarov and his cronies gradually became more relaxed. The battle situation had turned to one-sided. The monster was suppressed by the firepower and could not move. The rest had to wait for the artillery and other heavy weapons to be in place, and they could be dealt with by covering them with artillery fire.

The faces of Ivan and the others were not very good-looking. Ivan was full of dignity, while Alyosha, Andre and the others were horrified.

As reincarnators with strong individual strength, they are all-powerful in various plot worlds, chatting and laughing happily with the main characters, and have never seen any famous scenes or difficult opponents.

They have also experienced desperate battles with opponents with a huge gap in strength, but they have never lost their fighting spirit. Relying on the plot advantages of foresight and foresight, they can always find opportunities to come back, so they have never been afraid of the dangerous world.

But seeing the scene in front of them, their hearts suddenly turned cold, and they finally understood why this ordinary world without supernatural magic was marked as extremely dangerous.

Even without supernatural powers such as magic, the overwhelming artillery fire and dense rain of bombings are enough to make the reincarnations despair.

In an organized army, in a large-scale war, the strength of an individual is insignificant. In front of a powerful war machine, everyone below the fourth-order gene lock is nothing more than ants.

(End of this chapter)