Chapter 85 Cold Blooded
A cloud of dust rose in the far east, as if someone was approaching.
"They are not Gaddafi's troops." The sickle-wielding man took out a telescope to observe and whispered to Zhao Ziyang.
"Move closer." Zhao Ziyang moved the muzzle of the gun slightly and pointed it at a convoy heading eastwards towards the base.
This is a convoy of three HMMWVs. HMMWV is a new generation of light multi-purpose military vehicles developed by AMG in the late 1970s, commissioned by the US military based on the experience of the Vietnam War. AMG is famous for producing Hummers. This military off-road vehicle is actually called Hanwei, which is different from Hummer.
What we usually call Hummer is HUMVEE, which is a civilian jeep produced by AMG, collectively known as Hummer.
The HMMWV is powered by a 6.5-liter turbocharged diesel engine, which is located in the middle of the vehicle, making the weight distribution of the vehicle very even. The central pressure regulator can keep the system pressure balanced and protect the main components from contamination. The breather hoses on each component are connected to a central hose from the air filter. The system allows the Hummer to drive in nearly 1 meter of water for a whole day without being afraid of water, sand and mud.
The welded steel frame has five heavy-duty crossbeams that can fully absorb the stress of driving under harsh road conditions. This structure gives the Hummer unparalleled strength and flexibility. The high-load multi-cooling system provides high-quality cooling services for coolant, engine oil, transmission and steering oil, ensuring that these fluids are at normal operating temperatures and extending the life of engine components, allowing the vehicle to operate safely even in the worst conditions.
The Hummers driven by the lurkers cannot be compared with them, whether in terms of performance or stability. These three HMMWVs are genuine US military standard off-road vehicles, and the vehicles have been reinforced to make their center more stable, equipped with advanced weapons and equipment, making them military heavy-duty HMMWVs that the military does not have.
The focus of the infrared telescope immediately moved towards the car, and the people in the car were clearly seen through the telescope and locked onto it.
"Defender." The sickle-wielder uttered three words and continued to observe the car in the middle.
There was a person sitting on the side wall of the middle car, his hands were tied tightly with a steel wire, and his whole body was imprisoned on the wall of the car. He kept opening and closing his mouth, probably cursing.
When the sickle-man saw the gloves on the man's hands, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he squeezed the telescope in his hands, making a rattling sound.
"Boss, Seth has been caught." The sickleman made a dull sound.
"Telescope!" Zhao Ziyang hurriedly took the telescope and looked at the convoy.
Yes, Seth was in the middle car, and he was captured by the defenders. No, not only Seth, but also Zhao Changzheng was captured.
The third car was filled with blood all over his head and face. He lay sideways in the car, cursing non-stop. After a while, a defender mercenary kicked him hard against the wall of the car. But the kid was so tough that he wiped the blood off his face and continued to curse.
"Damn it!" Zhao Ziyang spat and cursed.
Seth and Zhao Changzheng both fell into the hands of the defenders. Things became more difficult than expected.
It is still unclear who will win in a head-on battle with the defenders, and if we try to rescue people from the defenders... there is basically no hope.
"You cursed the guy next door, you bastard, I'm going to fuck your ancestors!" A string of Chinese curses came out of Zhao Ziyang's mouth, and his anger burst out.
"Boss, what should we do?" the sickle-wielding man asked Zhao Ziyang.
Zhao Ziyang forgot to glance at Pandora lurking on the east side, and thought of feasible solutions in his mind.
But there is no good solution to this situation. The only thing we can do is to stop Pandora's possible impulse.
It is obvious that capturing Seth means killing Pandora. Mandora, who is among the defenders, is too familiar with the situation of the core members of the Lurkers.
"Keep an eye on it."
After instructing the sickleman, Zhao Ziyang slowly retreated, using the friction of the sand to retreat to the back of the dune without leaving any trace. From a distance, one would only think that the wind had blown up a gust of sand and dust, and would never have thought that there was a person lying here.
This scene was seen by Fox Hunter, who only alertly aimed her sniper rifle at this place, unable to determine whether there was anyone here. After observing for a long time, she chose not to shoot. If there was no one there, this shot would expose her position and she would be sniped by the lurker.
After hesitating for a while, Fox Hunter decided to give up. She didn't need to take the risk because the colonel would be here soon. With that one person, it would be enough to inflict heavy damage on the lurker.
Zhao Ziyang bypassed the sand dunes and headed straight for Pandora's location. At this time, the colonel and his group had already entered the desert base. The fox hunters walked out of the building without fear, showing a victorious smile to the surrounding sand dunes.
The colonel got out of the car with his burly figure, took off his large sunglasses and waved to Linghu and the others. He then signaled the mercenaries in the car to tie up Seth and Zhao Changzheng, turned around to glance at Shaqiu and the mercenaries as they walked into a building.
There is no need for the lurkers to hide, because the other side has Seth. They know how important Seth is to the lurkers and are not afraid of the lurkers causing trouble.
"Pandora." Zhao Ziyang lay behind Pandora.
"Shh..." Pandora made a hissing sound, pointed the gun at Seth's head, and said to Zhao Ziyang without any emotion: "We have to kill Seth. He has become the biggest bargaining chip for the defenders to use against us."
"Are you crazy!" Zhao Ziyang growled.
"I am calmer than you on the battlefield." Pandora's right index finger began to slowly press the trigger, and she continued in a calm voice: "The situation on the battlefield has become passive, and this passiveness must be broken. Too much emotion will only lead to more deaths."
At this moment, Pandora revealed her true nature: cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel.
Killing Seth and Zhao Changzheng would break the passive situation of the lurkers and put the lurkers and defenders on a balanced scale. If these two people were not killed, the rescue would cause heavy casualties to the lurkers, which anyone could see.
The cold-blooded Pandora is actually sentimental. Killing two people can save more people.
"Pandora, we still have a way. It's not necessary to kill her." Zhao Ziyang said hurriedly. He knew that Pandora could definitely do it, no matter what kind of relationship she had with Seth in private.
"Angel is not here, I am the boss." Pandora smiled, with a hint of color in her eyes that only the dead can have.
Her heart died when she made this decision, and perhaps she died with Seth.
"boom!"
Pandora pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a sniper bullet broke through the air and shot towards Seth with a burning flame.
At the moment the gunshot rang out, Seth raised his head with a strange expression on his face, and then watched the sniper bullet fly past his head.
With a "puff" sound, the bullet penetrated into the ground behind, splashing out a ball of sand.
At the moment of pulling the trigger, Zhao Ziyang put his hands in the sand and pulled Pandora's legs back, causing the barrel to slightly rise at the moment of shooting, allowing Seth to avoid having his head blown off by the person he loved .
With a "bang", Pandora kicked Zhao Ziyang in the face, causing the corner of Zhao Ziyang's mouth to be cut and blood to flow.
"Swish", Pandora pulled out the double-edged saber, leaped up and pounced on Zhao Ziyang below, and chopped Zhao Ziyang's head fiercely.
With a "clang" sound, sparks flew everywhere. Zhao Ziyang, lying on his back on the sand pile, suddenly pulled out the three-edged spear and swung it upwards with his backhand, colliding heavily with Pandora's double-edged saber.
"Bang", a clean and powerful left swing hit Zhao Ziyang's cheek hard, causing his entire head to swing to the left, and then bounce back after reaching the peak.
His mind fell into a brief blank and coma. Zhao Ziyang tried hard to open his eyes and saw Pandora slashing at his carotid artery with another fierce knife.
With the knife in his hand, Zhao Ziyang held the three-edged spear and stabbed Pandora's waist just as fiercely, without mercy, treating Pandora as an opponent he must kill .
Feeling the warning from her body, Pandora put away her knife without hesitation to avoid Zhao Ziyang's triangular spike, and then pounced on him again.
With a "splash", a handful of yellow sand spilled out from Zhao Ziyang's hand, forcing Pandora to raise her hands to cover her eyes, and a yellow mist covered the space between the two of them.
Zhao Ziyang, who had been in a passive position, took this opportunity to pounce on Pandora like lightning. The triangular thorn in his hand was unusually dark in the sunlight.
Pandora, sensing the murderous intent, immediately held the saber across her chest and stepped back. Unable to see, she stepped back two steps when she felt her calf being hit by a steel pipe, and she fell heavily onto the sand dune, rolling down the ground.
As she rolled down, she grabbed Zhao Ziyang's right leg, which had not yet been fully retracted, and dragged Zhao Ziyang down the sand dune.
The two men rolled together, grabbing each other's necks tightly as they rolled, with beast-like ferocity in their eyes.
The mercenaries who saw this scene didn't know how to dissuade these two leaders from killing each other, and could only watch them continue to fight each other.
"Bang!" Pandora hit Zhao Ziyang's lower abdomen with her knee, making him groan.
"Ugh..." Zhao Ziyang felt unbearable pain in his lower abdomen and his body hunched over like a shrimp.
"Swish", a sudden sound of breaking wind was heard, and a double-edged saber was placed on Zhao Ziyang's neck. The sharp blade cut the skin on his neck, and blood flowed out.
The triangular spike in his hand was pressed against Pandora's chest, ready to pierce her heart at any time.
"Pandora, you're crazy!" Zhao Ziyang stared at Pandora.
At this moment, Pandora's face was filled with death, and she didn't look alive at all, as if she was a zombie that existed only to kill and devour.
Zhao Ziyang's eyes were full of the light of a ferocious beast, while Pandora was lifeless. The two of them were in a stalemate, trying to convince each other with their eyes.
After a stalemate, Pandora suddenly laughed, put away her saber and walked towards the sand dune. However, there was no laughter in her laughter, but rather it sounded more like something from hell.
Zhao Ziyang, holding his belly, stood up and followed Pandora upwards with his saber in hand. He knew that he had convinced Pandora and could think of other ways to rescue Seth.
"With casualties exceeding one-third, I will continue to shoot Seth and that little guy." Pandora's voice came out, expressing her meaning very clearly.
Pandora, an orphan, was trained to be a killing machine at a high price. She exists for war and victory. She will judge the enemy and friends on the battlefield and sacrifice some people to save the majority without blinking an eye. If necessary, she can choose to sacrifice herself.
When a person's rationality completely suppresses his emotions, he will become a killing machine like Pandora!
