Chapter 88 Reversal
It was not only the defenders who discovered that Zhao Changzheng had suddenly disappeared, but the lurkers were also horrified after discovering it. They could not imagine who had rescued Zhao Changzheng silently under their noses, and even their shadow was seen.
"The guy is very powerful." Pandora, who had been staring at the location of the desert station, said to Zhao Ziyang in a deep voice: "He was wearing what looks like an optical camouflage net. He crawled along the outer wall of the station and rescued Zhao Changzheng. Look over there."
Pandora pointed to the door of a house ten meters west of where Zhao Changzheng was tied up.
Looking in the direction of Pandora's finger, Zhao Ziyang didn't see anyone, only the yellow land.
"Look at the traces on the ground." Pandora reminded Zhao Ziyang again.
After being reminded, Zhao Ziyang saw the shallow traces of the person dragging on the ground, which disappeared when they extended to the door. There was no doubt that Zhao Changzheng was dragged into the house, as for the safe area.
The guy was very smart, but his greatest success lay in the equipment he wore: an optical camouflage net.
Optical camouflage is an immature product of optical camouflage. It is a nanocomputer on clothing that collects information about the surrounding environment and changes the shape or color of the clothing itself to achieve the effect of blending with the surrounding environment. The specific effect is similar to that of a chameleon. This camouflage is absolutely feasible in theory, but the technology is not yet mature. All countries are committed to this research that can change and correct the state of war. Imagine that when ships, fighters, and tanks can be equipped with optical camouflage and completely disappear in front of the enemy, such a war will be a one-sided victory.
The principle is simply the interface of the reflective material. When light is incident on the medium surface, it will be reflected in the original direction of incidence. All detection instruments are based on light refraction imaging. Under these instruments, optical camouflage will become a stealth outfit.
Another principle is to make the carbon nanotubes on the optical camouflage uniform generate high temperatures high enough to bend the light on the surface of an object, causing the object in the original field of vision to disappear from sight after the light is bent.
No matter which technology is used, it will avoid microwave detection and infrared detection, but more mature technology is needed to make it completely disappear from the human eye.
"Look at the ground." Pandora gestured to Zhao Ziyang to look at the ground.
With the help of the high-power standard scope on the rifle, one can clearly see a faint footprint on the ground, heading towards the house where the captain is.
"He went to cause trouble for the captain." Zhao Ziyang said to himself, and then gestured to the mercenaries to be ready to attack downwards at any time.
At this time, the defenders were in a state of extreme tension. They knew that this invisible enemy would attack them because they had already sensed the murderous intent.
"Optical camouflage." Fox Hunter identified the third-party equipment in one sentence.
"Right," the colonel nodded, pulling out his pistol and pointing it at the empty door.
Almost at the same time, all the gun muzzles completed control of the doors and windows, and would immediately start shooting if there was any abnormality.
The sunlight at the door was blocked by a dark shadow, and someone was approaching.
The colonel raised his left thumb and index finger in the shape of a pistol, pointed at the door, and tapped twice, indicating that he was ready to fire.
The figure continued to approach until it reflected the shape of half a person, and then suddenly rushed towards the door.
"Fire!"
“Bang! Bang! Bang!…” “Da da da…”
Following the colonel's command, more than a dozen guns fired at the figure rushing in at the same time, instantly turning it into a hornet's nest.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The sound of bullets entering the body continued to be heard. The man fell heavily to the ground, his entire back was pierced to pieces by bullets.
"Shit!" the colonel cursed.
With a loud "boom", the wooden board separating the second floor above his head was suddenly broken, and a sturdy figure fell from the sky.
Seeing the movement, the defender mercenaries immediately turned their guns around and shot at the intruders.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." The bullets fired instantly hit the ceiling above, without hurting the person who moved quickly into the flash point.
"Roar!" A violent roar came from the visitor's mouth. He grabbed a defender with one hand to block himself, and with the other hand, he clenched his fist and smashed the jaguar closest to him.
With a "bang", the jaguar's body flew backwards madly as if it was hit by a hammer.
"Puff..." The jaguar flew backwards and spurted out blood, then fell weakly in a corner of the room.
The man who knocked the jaguar out of combat effectiveness with one punch grabbed the defender in his hand and quickly rushed into the group of mercenaries, punching another mercenary again.
With a sound of "crack", the mercenary's ribs were broken and he immediately fell to the ground, holding his ribs tightly and groaning in pain.
At the same time, the man threw the mercenary in his hand to the other side of the room and hit several defenders. He bent his legs slightly due to the force of the throw, turned his body sideways and punched out two times, performing the long fist posture of Shaolin martial arts.
"Ah!..." Blood Knife, who had just pulled out half of the long sword, let out a painful cry. The man's fist transmitted the force through the handle to his body and knocked him against the wall.
With a loud "bang", Blood Knife's body smashed a hole in the wall, leaving a hole there with blood coming out of all his orifices.
All this happened only between the lightning, fire, and thunder, leaving people no time to react.
"Bang! Bang!" The Fox Hunting Pistol shot at the enemies among the mercenaries.
"Puff puff..." Two blood flowers burst out, and two mercenaries of the defender were shot. The man threw the two shot mercenaries fiercely towards the fox hunter, and took out a mercenary's pistol and pointed it at the colonel's head.
This is a rough and ostentatious face, with ruggedness still intact and hair and beard growing wildly.
Zhao Zhengrong, the person who came was Zhao Changzheng’s father, Zhao Zhengrong.
"How do we settle this account?" Zhao Zhengrong growled at the colonel.
His eyes spewed out tangible murderous aura, like two sharp swords piercing into the colonel's eyes, making the colonel turn pale in an instant.
"Puff! Puff!" An inaudible sound was heard, and several steel needles broke through the air and stabbed towards Zhao Zhengrong.
Zhao Zhengrong pulled the pistol against the colonel's head back at a speed that was almost inaudible to humans, and pulled the trigger to the other side of his body. He rushed towards the colonel's body and used his other hand to tightly strangle the colonel's neck.
“Bang!” “Bang!”
Two gunshots were heard, one shot knocked down several steel needles, and the other shot hit the sneak attacking Mandragora.
"Ugh..." Mandragora groaned, covering the wound on his chest with his left hand, with deep fear in his eyes.
She moved her body the moment the needle was shot, but was still shot by the opponent. This enemy was too scary, so scary that she was terrified.
"What do you mean!" Zhao Zhengrong pinched the colonel's neck and pulled him in front of him, staring into his eyes, as if he couldn't see the gun pointed at him at all.
Arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone!
"Put, put, put the gun down..." The colonel tried hard to squeeze these words out of his throat, his eyes bulging outward as Zhao Zhengrong pinched him.
The defenders slowly put down their guns and stared at the terrifying Zhao Zhengrong in front of them. They had no solution. If they had a solution, the colonel would not have been captured. If they had a solution, they would have shot Zhao Zhengrong to death long ago.
"Damn it!" Zhao Zhengrong cursed, threw away the gun in his right hand, and slapped the colonel in the face with his arm.
With a dull "slap" sound, half of the colonel's cheek was almost deformed by the slap, and blood continuously seeped out of his mouth, nose and eyes.
As Zhao Zhengrong's left hand loosened, the colonel collapsed to the ground, looking up at Zhao Zhengrong. He had no anger or rage, only a look of misery on his face.
"S-Sorry..." The colonel said weakly.
The surrounding defenders saw the colonel being slapped in the face, and even said sorry after being slapped, and all of them felt ashamed. But the feeling of shame was only for a short moment, and they immediately felt an extreme fear of Zhao Zhengrong in their hearts: the colonel was not a weak person, and the colonel never accepted humiliation.
But everything changed in front of this man. The colonel was so cowardly and timid. Who was this man? Was he the Dragon Rider?
Under the leadership of Zhao Ziyang, they rushed down from the sand dunes, took control of the room, and rescued Seth and Zhao Changzheng.
When Zhao Ziyang walked into the room, he saw all the defenders standing there stupidly watching the colonel being beaten by Zhao Zhengrong. These guys were all stunned and forgot to help their leader.
With a "pa" sound, the colonel was slapped hard by Zhao Zhengrong and flew away. He rolled to the ground at the feet of the fox hunter and was unable to move.
Liehu helped the colonel up from the ground and glared at Zhao Zhengrong. It was not that they did not want to help, but the colonel did not allow them to help just now, and seemed willing to be abused.
"Listen!" Zhao Zhengrong pointed a finger at the colonel and said to him with a gloomy face, "Don't make me unhappy again."
With the help of Fox Hunter, the colonel wiped the blood off his face and nodded. There was no revenge in his eyes, only shame and fear.
"Get out!" Zhao Zhengrong waved his hand and shouted.
With the sound of rolling, the lurking mercenaries raised their guns and started shooting at the defenders. The defenders were their old enemies, and they would never let them go.
"Let them go." Zhao Zhengrong turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziyang, his eyes full of arrogance and wildness.
Zhao Ziyang smiled, his eyes full of hatred. He walked past Zhao Zhengrong, approached a defender mercenary, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his head.
"I said let them go!" Zhao Zhengrong roared.
"boom!"
The bullet penetrated the mercenary's forehead, and a stream of blood gushed out from the bullet hole, staining Zhao Ziyang's right hand red.
"Plop", the mercenary fell heavily to the ground, and thick blood drilled into everyone's nostrils.
The defender mercenaries who were controlled by the lurking glared with hatred, but they couldn't move at all, otherwise they would be torn to pieces by the lurking guns.
"Your work is done, now it's my turn. If you have any complaints, I, Zhao Ziyang, will accompany you to the end."
The moment Zhao Ziyang's voice came, Zhao Zhengrong felt a sharp pain in his head and immediately realized that at least three sniper rifles were locking him firmly, so he would be killed instantly no matter where he was.
"Good! Good! Good!" Zhao Zhengrong said three good words in succession and laughed out loud. No one knew why he was laughing.
Zhao Ziyang's behavior was despicable, so despicable that no one could bear to see it. But it didn't matter. For him, there was no such thing as despicable or not despicable, as long as he could achieve his goal.
Why did Zhao Ziyang join the mercenary army and live a life of bloodshed? It was to avenge his comrades one day. How could he let go of such a good opportunity now? Not to mention falling out with Zhao Zhengrong, he could even kill Zhao Zhengrong with a single shot. He didn't care whether Zhao Zhengrong was a dragon rider or not, even if a dragon rider stopped him from avenging his comrades.
Just now, he found one person according to the mirage image in his memory and killed him. Now he has to find more people. After finding and killing the person with the memory, he will slowly deal with the other mercenaries of the defender. In short, this is a good opportunity to completely defeat the defender, although this opportunity was created by Zhao Zhengrong.
Walking up to a Defender mercenary, Zhao Ziyang was a little unsure whether it was this mercenary, but he raised his pistol without hesitation.
"Bang!" Blood spurted out and the mercenary lay on the ground with an unwilling look on his face.
After wiping the blood that splashed on his face, Zhao Ziyang walked towards Mandragora.
Mandragora, standing against the wall, covered his wound and looked at Zhao Ziyang without any fear in his eyes, revealing a very calm light.
"Your choice is wrong." Zhao Ziyang whispered to Mandala, pointing the gun at Mandala's head.
He had to kill Mandragora, a former comrade-in-arms, an enemy who knew everything about his side. He couldn't let her live. There was no need to talk about the old relationship, otherwise it would be cruel to himself.
Facing the muzzle of Zhao Ziyang's gun, Mandala opened her eyes wide, revealing a sincerity and confusion that she had never seen before. Her thoughts had already drifted to many years ago, perhaps a summer, perhaps a bone-chilling winter, at the moment of life and death, Mandala found her former innocence.
