Rebirth of the Super Banking System

　　 this moment.

　　 Outside the factory.

　　 There was silence.

　　 The psychological advantage he had just gained disappeared in the blink of an eye. The ding-ring-screaming in the first few minutes was not as strong as the two shocks in front of him. In other words, this group of people are really courageous.

　　 Where is this?

　　Stockholm, the capital of Sweden.

　　 Are you special!

　　 Uh!

　　 Everyone was taken aback, and recalled the scene in Washington last month. The most powerful country in the world is also near the capital. People are more rampant than they are now, and they all use ground-to-air weapons.

　　 Extremely unrestrained.

　　 In contrast.

　　 The two fireballs are far apart.

　　Calculate.

　　 The car is only one hundred thousand dollars, plus weapons, up to two hundred thousand dollars. In the scene of people in Washington, a fireball is worth millions. By comparison, it is really nothing at hand.

　　 "Go up."

　　 An offensive order came, and the fifty or so people were divided into four groups.

　　"..."

This scene.

　　 makes the eyes of people around me become strange.

you guys. . Aren't you afraid of death? It's all like this. It should mobilize stronger vitality and destroy the people inside. Now they still want to live and save face, they have already lost this.

and also.

Slower.

　　 If you are all consumed here, we will be on it.

do not.

　　 Brother.

　　 Don't be impulsive.

　　 Of course, these words are just saying in my heart that they are knives and cannot have thoughts, otherwise, they will not be able to eat this bowl of rice. The people watching Kovolo go in again, can only pray in their hearts.

　　. . .

　　 Greece.

　　Manor.

　　"..."

　　 The old man frowned.

　　 I was a little worried. I was worried that I would become like Washington, which would hurt both sides, but I got nothing. This time, due to different tasks, this group of Kovoro members installed cameras.

　　 looked at the screen.

　　 Eyes are not blinking.

　　 tell the truth.

　　If so many of their people died, they would certainly not be so gentle, but Kovolo’s people don’t feel distressed at all. The tools are used to do things, otherwise, why are they used?

　　 soon.

　　 The screen entered the factory.

　　 Quiet.

　　 But everyone knows that the battle may happen in the next second.

　　 suddenly.

"boom."

　　 rushed all over.

　　 One of the screens freezes.

　　 "DaDaDaDa!"

　　 This sound.

　　 also sounded the horn of the battle. Numerous fire lights ran across the factory building. Because it was a confined space, the echo was loud, and the direction of the grab could not be determined, so firepower could only be used to suppress it.

"boom!"

　　 There was another sound.

　　 fixed one again.

　　 "Five losses in the battle, forty-four remaining."

　　"..."

　　 "The battle lost ten and the remaining thirty-nine."

　　"..."

　　 "The battle lost eighteen and the remaining thirty-one."

　　"..."

　　 "The screen is too messy to determine the enemy's location."

　　"..."

　　 The old man felt strange.

　　 street fighting.

　　 Even if it is a cover shot, it is impossible to fight like it is now. An enemy unit has not noticed it. In the face of fire suppression and assault, it is still shooting cold guns instead of suppressing the same.

　　 is very unreasonable.

after all.

　　 If on the battlefield.

　　 Facing the advance of the army, you are almost entering the hinterland, and you slowly counterattack. Except for the brain damage, there is only one possibility---the opponent has the chance to win, maybe, there is an ambush behind it?

　　 burst in all directions.

　　 Two minutes, almost broken nearly half.

on site.

　　 The atmosphere was very depressing. After being shot for a long time, people shot cold shots, and no one's shadows were seen. The more shots, the more things went wrong, because the shooting locations of some weapons obviously couldn't hide people.

　　 Forty people.

　　 became thirty people, and then more than ten people.

　　 Then.

　　 special is so gone.

　　"..."

　　 The old man opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He watched the battle just now, and Kovolo's people were very professional, but the opponent was too weird, and the gun was too thief.

　　 "The whole army is annihilated."

　　 This result.

　　 is unacceptable.

　　 "Sorry."

　　 Kovolo contacted the on-site commander and apologized.

　　 about this.

　　 The old man didn't criticize. In the fight just now, it wasn't that Kovolo didn't try his best and he ‘thundered’ for them, otherwise, it’s their own men who are lying on the ground now.

　　 "Next, you don't have to participate."

"Yes."

　　 didn't say much.

　　 Kovolo's command cut off the communication.

　　 "Huh."

　　 The old man took a deep breath.

　　 Next.

　　 They should play.

　　 suddenly.

　　 ‘Bang Dang’.

　　 Through the screen.

　　 See you only.

　　 A dozen people came up from the underground stairs in the corner of the factory building, picking up equipment. One of them looked at the camera and approached, covering his face, grinning, and teeth. . so white.

"boom!"

　　 Then.

　　 The screen turns black and the signal is lost.

　　 "Boom boom boom."

　　 soon.

　　 The screens disappeared one by one.

　　 "The enemy is found."

　　 "The number is twelve."

　　 "American equipment."

　　 "Masked."

　　 "No obvious special signs were found. At present, they were hiding in the underground power distribution room of the factory building. It was a closed space, and it is still impossible to determine the location of the combatants just now."

　　"..."

　　 listening to the report.

　　 The old man’s brain is running fast.

　　 Twelve?

　　 Of course, it cannot be all, and American equipment is also common.

　　 After a while.

　　 Most of the screen disappeared.

　　 "Go in."

　　 The old man decisively gave the order, and finally saw a bit of the picture, but he couldn't completely lose it. When the order was passed on, his people in ambush all around began to rush inward, and time was waiting for no one.

　　 "Worri."

next moment.

　　 The old man almost jumped up in shock.

　　 "Get down."

　　 In the last picture, a person walked to a processing table in the factory building. I didn't know what switch was touched. The processing table sank in the middle, and then an iron guy rose.

　　 swarthy.

　　 Two meters.

　　Multiple pipes.

　　The yellow-orange-orange metal chain, under the dim light, exudes a dazzling light. Ten thousand sentences can't smooth the impact of the picture at this moment. He hasn't seen it.

　　 but.

　　 Why did you get in here?

　　 and.

　　 still dare to use it.

　　 "Get down."

When 　　 got the order, all elites reacted instantly, and then, a cracking sound that could tear the eardrum came, that familiar and unfamiliar sound should match the frequency band in the memory.

　　 momentarily.

　　 "Fuck."

　　 They only have this sentence.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 is no longer a rush~www.wuxiaspot.com~ like a small cannon.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Next to him, the sturdy bunker was directly punched through. Fortunately, the angles were parallel. Otherwise, if it hit people, the scene would not dare to be seen at all. Everyone was lying on the ground, covering their heads.

　　Made.

　　 How presumptuous these people are, dare to use this here.

Needless to say.

　　 I can hear it from a long distance. It is estimated that the alarm call has blown up. Madman, although Kovolo was crazy just now, at least he won't spread it too far. Now, they don't mean to hide it at all.

hit.

　　 It's just a thrill.

　　 But.

　　 They didn't prepare, the firepower of that level, the bunkers were useless, and they rushed up. It is estimated that a whole body can't be left. For a minute, a full minute, they dare not stand up.

　　 after.

　　 The voice stopped.

　　 However.

　　 They still dare not stand up.

　　 "Did you miss it?"

　　 "It should be, such a big guy, you have to use a cart to pull the ammunition just consumed."

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