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Instead of consuming ammunition resources for endless zombies, it is better to keep it as a hole card for future emergencies.

"Hey...."

Ishmar sighed, hesitated again and again, and finally gave an order.

"Send a warning to other countries."

"This... I don't recommend you do this."

The members of Borui shook their heads.

"What do you mean? Do you want all human beings to be destroyed in this catastrophe?"

"Our country has been occupied by these infected people. If other forces do not suffer from this disaster, they are likely to enslave us."

"As you can see, our armored forces have been depleted. If we start fighting again, we will have no choice but to surrender."

"We must also let other forces suffer the same losses as us, so that they will not be able to enslave us."

"You are crazy, follow my orders, we humans cannot be destroyed just because of this biochemical weapon!"

Ishmar sternly reprimanded.

"You are too naive, Your Excellency Ishmar, I think you don't have the ability to continue to command us... The next world is a world where only those who can make cruel decisions can survive."

Borui sighed, raised his pistol and aimed it at Ishmar's forehead, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A burst of gunfire rang out, and Ishmael fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

He never thought until the last moment that he would bid farewell to this world in this way.

The voters on the surface are almost dead, and the president of Ishmar doesn't have much meaning.

His methods were too naive, and he actually wanted to notify other forces, so Borui had no choice but to kill him.

And Borui, who has mastered special warfare skills, can be said to be the best fighter in this shelter.

They can easily rely on strength to suppress the entire nuclear bomb shelter.

The dark age is coming.

The supplies of this nuclear bomb shelter are enough for the people inside to live for a long time. As long as no outsiders are admitted, this place can last for a long time.

…………

a few days later.

A well-equipped special team appeared in the S09 theater.

They belonged to a certain military contractor and were hired by Lucemar to carry out the beheading operation on Moyin.

They haven't received such a lucrative task for a long time.

So the military contractor immediately dispatched one of the best special forces teams of them all.

A special team composed entirely of humans.

This is definitely a big deal in this day and age.

Due to the sharp drop in population due to World War III, more than 3000 division soldiers died, and the special teams that can survive until now are all the best of the best.

Tactical dolls are human dolls, although their minds can imitate certain emotions and respond to some emergencies, but they are still inferior to humans.

Therefore, tactical dolls need human commanders to command them to fight better.

After all, not all tactical dolls directly use quantum entanglement technology to provide computing power that tends towards positive infinity like Moyin’s. Without such a huge computing power, it is impossible to support dolls to have true self-awareness and absolute correctness. judgment ability.

Therefore, a special team composed entirely of humans can naturally complete tasks better.

If Lucemar hadn't offered a high commission of 1000 million, this military contractor would not be willing to send this ace team out to perform the mission.

It's a pity that they still don't know what they are going to face.

late at night.

According to the marks on the map, the special team quietly moved towards the headquarters of Moyin.

Suddenly one of the members' head burst open like a watermelon, and they didn't even hear the gunshot.

"hidden!"

Several other members instantly judged the direction of the ballistic trajectory, and then hid in the ruins.

"Damn it, we are three kilometers away from his command post, how did they know we would come from this direction?? And they arranged the snipers outside the command post in advance? Our good employer didn't leak our news out, did he? ?”

The captain of the special team communicated with his teammates a little anxiously.

"William, judging from the sound... the sniper is probably three kilometers away from us. She may be in the command post of the mission target."

Another team member replied with a heavy heart.

"Hank, are you kidding? Have you ever heard of a firearm with a range of three kilometers?"

William laughed back angrily.

"I haven't heard of it, but as a sniper ... I can still tell the distance between the gunshot and myself."

"I'm more sensitive than all of you, I can't hear you wrong."

A sniper named Hank sticks to his guns.

"Give you two seconds, can you kill the opponent?"

Seeing Hank being so serious, William's expression also became serious. Baker doesn't know how to joke very much.

If his judgment is not wrong, then the assassination mission this time will be in big trouble.

"It can't be done. The opponent is sniping Nissun from a direction three kilometers away. Before I even find him, the decoy and I will be killed by him."

"you sure?"

William asked seriously.

"I am very sure."

"Hey, throw the smoke and retreat."

With Hank's confirmation, William cursed and took out the smoke bomb and threw it out.

With a snap, the smoke bomb was blown up by the bullet in the air.

There was a burst of cold sweat on William's face. This marksmanship was really too terrifying.

What made him even more upset was that this was more like showing off his skills. Generally speaking, snipers try to hide their location as much as possible, and don't shoot until they see the mission target.

The opponent even fired smoke bombs, which was clearly provoking them.

But they had nothing to do. Hank, who was in charge of sniping in the team, said that his skills were overwhelmed by the opponent, and now he had no choice but to retreat.

In desperation, several special forces members threw smoke bombs at the same time, and soon a colorful smoke screen enveloped the entire area.

William and others evacuated the area with smoke bombs.

On the roof of Moyin's headquarters, WA2000 clicked its tongue in disdain.

"It's really unbearable to throw smoke bombs. If you have the guts, come out and fight."

WA2000 was completely unaware that he was bullying.

As the tactical doll under Moyin's hands, the strengthening of each module also includes the strengthening of branded weapons.

Both the range and the power have been greatly improved by the mysterious technology provided by the system.

Originally, the effective range of a sniper rifle is only 600 to 1000 meters, and the requirements for snipers will be higher if it is farther away.

And through the mysterious technology provided by the system, the shooting range of her and sniper dolls like Tusni and M200 has been directly increased to more than 3000 meters.

It's just that there were no targets worth sniping in the zombie world before, so they didn't get branded weapons very often.

But today, when someone came to assassinate Moyin, she naturally used it.

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As for finding the enemy, it was discovered by the micro-satellite released from the Blood God.

But this group of people seemed to have sensed their strength, and left without looking back, which was directly out of her range.

Now she can only be helpless and furious on the roof. If she had known, she would have brought these assassins a little closer before shooting.

Then none of them can leave the S09 theater alive.

…………

"Mr. Lucemal, we can no longer accept the commission to kill Moyin, the commander of the S09 theater, and your deposit has been returned."

After the special team came back and reported the situation in the S09 theater, the head of the military contractor immediately contacted Lucemar.

"what why?"

"One of my best teams died in the past, and even his headquarters couldn't get close. This commission is obviously beyond our capabilities."

"what happened?"

Lucemar asked.

Griffin rejected himself without hesitation, he always felt that there was something hidden.

"If you want to know, you have to pay for the information."

"One hundred thousand."

"Sorry, the chip you opened is not worth the information."

"Don't be too greedy! It's just a piece of information!"

Lucemar was a little angry.

"Do you think the information that one of my best special teams paid back with their lives is only worth a hundred thousand?"

"50."

"There was a sniper in the headquarters of the S09 theater. The weapon he used seemed to be a sniper rifle developed in secret, and he killed my men from a distance of three kilometers."

"For the sake of cooperation, let me remind you a little bit. The other party is far more advanced than us in terms of weapon manufacturing technology. It is best not to play their ideas."

The head of the military contractor reminded.

It's not that he has no other way of accomplishing the task.

But when it learned that the opponent's sniper rifle could hit targets three kilometers away, the military contractor immediately gave up cooperation with Lucemar.

Just kidding, high-end technology is generally in the hands of powerful forces. Even if Moyin is successfully assassinated, if the forces behind Moyin are angered, their entire military contractor may evaporate.

Not to mention that Lucemal only offered a reward of 1000 million, so there was no need to take such a big risk.

"Hmph, it's really useless to scare you soft just by a sniper."

Lucemal sneered disdainfully. As a congressman, he naturally couldn't understand how many years ahead of them the firearms used by WA2000 were.

In his opinion, it is just a sniper rifle that can shoot farther, nothing more.

"It seems that we have nothing to talk about. Remember to transfer 50 intelligence fees to my account."

"Although my special team can't kill him, it's enough to kill you."

Being so underestimated, the military contractor's face is also somewhat embarrassing, so he is not very angry with Lucemar.

"Humph."

Lucemal snorted coldly, and then obediently went to pay the intelligence fee. No one wants to be targeted by the assassination team of the military contractor. It is good for both parties to pay honestly.

…………

night.

Moyin in a suit went to DSR's dormitory.

He had always promised to accompany her to drink wine, but it was delayed due to various reasons. It is not a good behavior to keep showing pigeons in tactical dolls, so he specially dressed formally to meet DSR today.

And a large number of tactical dolls are drooling behind Moyin.

Usually Moyin is easy-going and casual, and most of them wear casual clothes and other comfortable clothes, but when he suddenly changed into a serious suit, he immediately gave off another domineering feeling.

Some dolls are already thinking about letting him put on a suit to improve the mood when he sleeps with Silent Bank next time.

Mo Yin reached out and knocked on the door.