Sweden.
Stockholm.
Factory building.
Five seconds later.
Attack stopped.
"Stopped."
Everyone sighed in relief.
They are not those who face death fearlessly, not the kind who charge with abandon on the battlefield. They are also afraid; that caliber of weapons is a life harvester, getting hit leaves no whole corpse.
Now.
One becos three.
Of course.
Also can crawl forward.
However.
From the attack just now, it appears the enemy does not intend to completely eliminate them.
Left a glimr of hope.
Flat shot, the purpose is clear—warning, don’t act rashly, otherwise, flat shot becos downward shot, it’s not about whether to charge or not, but whether to escape quickly or slowly.
This point.
Soone imdiately verifies.
At this mont.
A black man looked at the nearby cent stone block and crawled quickly.
After arriving.
Sits up.
Leaning against the nearly one-ter-thick stone block, gasping for breath, the sweat on his forehead had already frozen into ice in minus ten degrees, a swipe and chunks of ice fell off, reminding him of polar region training.
Only.
At that ti it was sweat from heat, this ti it was due to tension, and fear.
After taking two gasps.
"Boom! Boom!"
The stone block vibrated, as if soone used a small hamr to hit his spine, not a wooden hamr, but an iron one, each strike nearly pounding his heart out, escape, this was the only thought.
Without hesitation.
Several rolls to the right, leaving the shooting area.
Lie down.
Covering head.
A flash of terror in his eyes.
Then.
He watched as the cent block shattered before him, rip! A stone splinter flew over, hitting his finger, snap. The second knuckle of his index finger was instantly broken.
"Hiss!"
Piercing pain.
’Escape.’
Another dozen rolls, the black man left the previous area.
At the sa ti.
A roar from several directions, everyone was scared to move again, they were fully convinced, their movents were being watched by the enemy inside, soone advances, then attacked.
"Don’t get up."
A command ca from the earphones.
Imdiately.
The people on site breathed a sigh of relief.
...
Greece.
Manor.
"Bang!"
The elder blew his beard in anger.
Suppression.
Their people, actually suppressed to the point they dare not move, simply shaful, with three harvesters how many people must they put in to achieve the intended target and gather intelligence.
Fifty.
Or a hundred? Or perhaps more.
Not acceptable.
Unnecessary charging, the cost is too high. Now he also sees that the enemy has no intention of total annihilation, conveying a ssage—not wishing to completely offend the major consortiums.
But.
Not afraid of conflict with you either.
This matter.
Can no longer be decided solely by him.
Imdiately.
"Contact them."
The elder commanded.
"Yes."
Them.
Obviously not the enemy, but the consortiums, the others have not spoken up, only suppressed, as if saying ’perhaps we can talk?’ Therefore, he must gather others for joint discussion.
As most were watching.
Soon.
Everyone was present.
"Three batches of Kovalro elites all lost, combat support capability lost, unknown number of enemies, well-equipped, possessed weapons with ultra-large calibers, amount of ammunition unknown..."
The elder briefly explained.
"Above thirty milliters?"
"Are you sure?"
"Where did they get it?"
"Are they crazy?"
"..."
After listening.
Everyone discussed, not unseen, just that these things were smuggled by an unknown force into Sweden, calibers above thirty milliters are artillery level in various countries.
"What model?"
Soone asked.
Upon hearing.
The elder lightly shook his head.
"The last cara footage is brief and blurry, unable to determine model, such weapons, each one is registered, we are currently clearing relevant equipnt in Europe."
The power of the consortium is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Checking these.
Just a bit troubleso, but not impossible.
"What do they an?"
"Talk."
"Why not initiate?"
"Who opens first loses a step."
"Just face-off like this?"
"No."
"Then how?"
"Wait."
"Wait for what?"
"Who can’t hold out."
"..."
These words, naturally unspoken, but what everyone thought, almost instantaneously, the elder spoke: "They definitely want to show so muscle through this."
"The goal, first, to eliminate the action squad, naly Kovalro’s people. Second, to draw our attention away, disrupting our actions against the three scientists."
"Therefore."
"We should also prepare two hands, first, that nail must be pulled out, we also have to give Kovalro an explanation. Second, execute Plan B against those three scientists."
Kovalro,
though a tool.
However.
Beating a dog respectful of the master, negotiation is negotiation, one matter is one matter, with so many of Kovalro’s people dead, must provide an explanation, at least, none inside that factory building should survive.
"Agreed."
"Can do."
"Kill."
"They’re too arrogant."
"..."
In response.
No disagreent among everyone.
Next.
Is how to proceed with action.
"To minimize loss, need to borrow military strength, in this aspect, I will coordinate, these people brought such weapons in, Sweden also needs an explanation, that would be their lives."
"Certainly, cannot say it’s the villains possessing them externally, or, Swedish authorities, military, police, would have a large number of people in trouble, package as the second large-scale villain eradication event."
"Believe, the enemy also wouldn’t foolishly admit it."
If admitting.
Ha!
The fun begins.
Without pushing, countries would list them in the ’terror organization’ list, easily dragging Ling, dragging Mianmian into this, if not for the weapon being greatly unconventional, the involvent is too big.
Otherwise.
They had considered it.
"Now, the news of the battle can no longer be suppressed, in terms of public opinion control, focus mainly on combating villains, when necessary, can let so people co forward and take responsibility for it."
So people.
Of course, those on the list.
More debts, not a worry.
"You handle it."
"Good."
"Wait till they can’t sit still, then we talk."
"Mm."
"..."
No more than five minutes.
eting adjourned.
All screens disconnected, the elder sat down, took a sip of tea, "Continue surrounding, fire support will arrive soon, withdraw the first line of defense, sharpshooters in position, target, enemy at the factory building."
Pause.
Spoke again: "Free shooting, without restrictions."
Enemy died.
Can also talk.
Anyway,
capable of executing such tasks, mostly had the awareness of being treated as expendables, are chess pieces, killing them ans killing them, when faced with true interests, chess pieces are ant for use.
"Found it."
At this mont.
The butler took a call, his eyes nearly popped out.
"Found what?"
The elder beca spirited.
"How they brought those weapons in." The butler looked peculiar.
"Excellent."
The elder stood up, looked pleased, "Who helped them?"
"Us."
"Huh?"
Instantly.
The elder’s expression froze.
A while.
"Ha! Ha ha!!" The elder couldn’t help but laugh, could this world be any more absurd?
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