Chapter 259 Breaking Through the Blockade (2)

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Look at our heroic police officers, the heroic Chief Etilda, and those sharpshooters who hit every shot. They are brave, fearless, kind-hearted, and they always put the lives of the people first. Unfortunately, those terrorists The elements were cruel and treacherous. Under the earnest persuasion of the police officers, they not only refused to give up resistance, but even tried to harm the lives of the hostages.

In desperation, Director Etilda ordered the snipers to shoot, ending the miserable life of those criminals with bloody hands, saving the life of xx, and maintaining the dignity of the law.

After the news is broadcast, their achievements will be recorded in the police history, the special police will be rewarded, the snipers who killed the criminals will be rewarded, the chief will be commended, and the entire combat team will be awarded collective second-class merit or Third class merit.

This is much more credit than the criminal surrendering his gun, and everyone is happy. Of course, except for the thug who had already had half of his head smashed. No one cares about them, no one cares about them, the police don't even remember their names, they will be put in body bags, thrown into the mortuary of the hospital to wait for medical autopsy, and become little children under the scalpel of those medical students The white rat, or was directly thrown into the incinerator, and eventually turned into some crunchy bone slag.

Of course, if they are not dead enough, some organs can be harvested and given to rich people in need.

Etilda knows better than anyone else that the so-called police are just dogs raised by politicians to deal with the people. The long-term stability of society depends on the deterrence of the police? That is simply a joke. To put it bluntly, the existence of the police station itself is an inferior means of treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

He is not interested in worrying about this society, nor is he obliged to care about the world, and he does not intend to study why those civilians and those thugs use their thin shoulders, thin bodies, and hunchbacks to strike stones with eggs. rebellion against government rule. His purpose is simple, to solve crimes, kill people, and make meritorious deeds. Then climb up and be promoted to the director of the General Bureau, the director of the public security department, and the Minister of Political Affairs and Law of Rector, and then receive the noble medal from Duke Yadan, stand out and achieve a lot of fame. Upper Class.

"Bureau... Director. D team lost contact, d team lost contact." Just as Atilda was thinking about the beautiful new life in the future, the words of the police officers around him interrupted him.

d team? The direction of the underground parking lot? Etilda's face changed: "Order e, f teams to abandon the set target. Head towards the parking lot."

"Attention all units, prepare for battle." Etilda squinted at the exit of the parking lot in the lower right corner of the inpatient building.

Until now, he still didn't think those terrorists would go through the front door. They probably feinted their shots and, after attracting the attention of the police, broke through from the flank.

There are riot armored vehicles ahead and a large number of police officers. There is also a sniper on the opposite side of the hospital, occupying a favorable terrain, and the fool rushes to the front door.

Unfortunately, he was wrong, very wrong, when he saw the other side rushed out. When he rolled some vehicles and armed police robots in front of the hospital into a giant mass of steel garbage, he felt that he was the real fool, not the terrorists.

Tank ----- The main station tank, which was covered with thick armor, and the two gun muzzles shining with frightening light, came out just like that, rampaging all the way. The cars parked in the square in front of the hospital twisted and deformed under their tracks, the vans transporting patients and medical equipment were overturned and smashed, and the armed police robots with electric batons in their hands were like spreading pies It became a pile of parts shining with electric light.

Maybe they were frightened, or slipped their hands, and fired their guns. Before Etilda gave an order, some police officers had already pulled the "Punisher" police rifles in their hands, and some people around followed suit with bullets of the same caliber. The torrential rain generally poured on the front armor of the siege tank, and the "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" sparks continued. But it's like tickling an old scalper with a feather duster. It's useless except for wasting bullets.

After firing a shuttle of bullets, the siege tank has already rushed to the front door of the hospital. Like an angry bear, it smashed the reinforced concrete courtyard wall and collapsed half of it. The armored vehicle sprayed out two pleasing plasma balls.

"Boom, boom." The plasma ball exploded, and the explosion-proof armored vehicle seemed to be gnawed off half of its head by a giant gluttonous beast. He wailed and rolled on the ground in a miserable state.

"Bang, bang." Two more shots, this time the plasma ball exploded in the police cars, and the thrust generated by the explosion lifted four or five cars into the air, then rolled down and hit the crowd nearby, causing a series of mournful cries Some people had their legs broken, some had their chests crushed, some were ignited by the splashing plasma, and some were pierced through their stomachs by the iron filings that shot out.

The smell of blood mixed with pungent black smoke permeated the streets, blood, iron filings, overturned cars, riot armored vehicles melted by high-temperature plasma and only half of their bodies remained, and wounded on the ground screaming in agony.

War, this is war, this tm is a war at all! Etilda's legs were trembling, and the hand holding the communicator was unsteady, and the communicator fell to the ground with a "snap".

The police are used to suppress civilians, to resist the army, how can it be possible!

"Director, what should we do?"

"Director? Chief? The E team is asking for support, ah... what is that... ah... 呵..."

"Director, Chief, save us, save us... ah... ah..."

At this time, a shadow flashed on the monitor of the armored vehicle, and another tank broke through the outer wall of the hospital, and knocked over the two police transport vehicles at the front of the blockade with a "boom", and let the bullets crackle the front armor, The muzzle turned and aimed at the room where the sniper was hiding across the street.

"Boom, boom." The plasma ball shot out, hit the wall and exploded into a ball of violent flashes, and the fire swept across the room. Before the sniper could even scream, he was incinerated and dried up, turning into balls of insignificant of dust.

"Helicopter squadron, what are you doing? Kill these two tanks for me."

Etilda couldn't figure out where these tanks came from, how could such a huge monster, nearly 10 meters long and 4 meters high, be hidden in the hospital, and how they got into the hospital. He was puzzled, at a loss, regretful, and at a loss. At this moment, he could only pin his hopes on those police helicopter gunships in the sky.

However, before the air police launched an attack, "Boom." Another siege tank broke through the courtyard wall, the twin cannon muzzle turned, and with a "bang", two balls of plasma were fired at the command police armored vehicle where he was. ball.

Etilda felt her feet tremble, and all the monitors went off at once. The high heat was like a turbulent air wave, passing by in the blink of an eye, and her whole body was like being thrown into a hot oil pan. The burning pain spread all over her body, and her skin It was melting, the flesh was boiling, the pain was piercing, as if there were billions of ants gnawing at the body.

"Tick tock, tick tock." The blood was mixed with sweat and grease dripping, and Etilda felt that she had entered hell, a hell full of flames, where countless desperate souls rose up to resist the government, and then directly or indirectly, the souls of the dead who were shot by him were facing each other. With his angry growl. Countless ghosts who were lynched to extract a confession, tortured into tricks, and then sent to the execution ground, who became his promotion ladder, whispered in his ears, shouted his name, and gnawed at his flesh and blood.

He couldn't stand this kind of pain for a moment, and Etilda opened his mouth. He wanted to scream, to wail, but... the scorching air wave was like throwing a cloud bomb into his lungs, and his entire chest was shaken. To explode.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a ray of light. When the billowing flames engulfed him, he glanced at 5 tanks, like tigers slashing into a herd of rabbits, smashing into the defense line that he thought was a solid wall. Rotten, crushed, crushed!

The police helicopter in the sky finally made its move, and the two-stringed cluster rockets landed on the siege tank and exploded, making a muffled "boom, boom". Iron filings splashed everywhere, but unfortunately, they couldn't even penetrate the outer armor of the siege tank, even if they attacked the weakest top compartment at an elevation angle, it would have no effect.

The defense line at the front door was defeated, the chief died, and the SWAT team became a "roast duck" that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Chaos, the whole scene became a mess.

Some helicopters used for reconnaissance flew towards the front door one after another. Those tanks had no air defense capability, and the only thing that could pose a threat to them was air power.

The always high-spirited policemen finally suffered enough, and for the first time felt that this was not a beautiful official job, but a bloody battlefield.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Just as 15 police helicopter gunships were bombarding the square in front of the gate with 5 siege tanks indiscriminately, afterimages flashed across the air.

The flurry of flying thunder intertwined into a huge net in the air, covering his head and face.

"Boom, boom..." The fireball surged, and one helicopter after another was hit and caught fire, and some cabins were blown to pieces. Accompanied by the dull "humming" sound made by the slowing down of the propeller speed, they fell obliquely from the air, headlong Plunge into the second floor of the opposite cafeteria, crushing countless glass windows. Some had their tail fins blown off, and the entire fuselage spun all the way and fell to the ground, sweeping up countless dust.

Gunpowder smoke, flames, wreckage of iron and steel, dead bodies strewn about, and plasma flowing vertically and horizontally, the scene was a mess.

"Boom, boom..." Another round of thunder fell, and the explosion spread over the surrounding buildings. Twenty or so snipers in light power armor flew into the sky amidst countless gravels, and then fell freely. He fell down, fell hard to the ground, twitched a few times and then remained still.

At this point, the battle at the front door of the hospital finally came to an end, the sound of guns and guns disappeared, only the beeping flames and faint groans in the corner remained. Of course, the "creak" sound of the siege tank's tracks running over the police car is indispensable.