Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

Wu Mian found that Marjorie didn't know much about the situation, and the information she could provide was very limited, so he began to ask leading questions: "When you were communicating with these people, have you ever heard them mention the rebels or synthetic humans?"

Related topics like that?”

"No!" Marjorie shook her head like a rattle: "I have emphasized many times that the relationship between us is just an ordinary employment relationship. The only thing I am interested in these people is that they can pay me my salary on time.

, and when you can let me leave.”

"Bang!"

Wu Mian waved his arm, knocking Marjorie unconscious and fell into deep thought.

He once scorned the law-abiding code of conduct of the Worker Bee Organization, but in retrospect, this was exactly how the Worker Bee Organization survived in troubled times. This low-key, law-abiding style allowed them to reduce the official attention as much as possible.

Wu Mian believed that Nan Ci would never commit any vicious crimes such as kidnapping or murder, but no one could tell whether the resistance organization would do so, and it was not something Nan Ci could stop.

Shen Jiahong reminded: "Brother Ninth, there is still half an hour before the operation starts, we must go back and make a plan!"

"Um."

Wu Mian agreed and began to retreat.

At this point, Wu Mian had to take action regardless of whether the Spiritual Religion Group was a disguise for the resistance or not.

The three previous interceptions and pursuit of Hidden Dragon, as well as the suicide incident of Zhang Xingxian, have made Zhou Fuguang extremely dissatisfied with him. At this sensitive moment, Wu Mian must lower his suspicion.

In addition to the management, the nine divisions have a total of 120 police officers, divided into nine operational groups.

Because the Spiritual Religion had caused a bad social impact, and the intelligence mentioned that there were synthetics among them, in addition to the 20 people stationed at the headquarters, the other 100 people participated in this operation.

Wu Mian squatted behind a rock and gave orders to the eight team leaders around him: "It is now two fifty, our general attack will start at three o'clock, and at three o'clock the information team will cut off the power and network of the camp.

Twenty people from the facilities, intelligence team and two support teams, and thirty people from the cleaning team are left behind to provide support, and four fire teams are responsible for breaking into the camp. Who has any questions?"

A firepower team leader raised his hand and said, "Wu Chu, will we use hallucinogens and other equipment before attacking?"

"Yes, but I won't wait for the medicine to take effect."

Shen Jiahong responded on behalf of Wu Mian: "Hallucinogens are mostly used indoors and are commonly used equipment in critical battles. However, their camp is located in an open area, so it is difficult to achieve the expected effect. If we wait for the drug to take effect, it will easily expose our combat intentions.

, so hallucinogens will be used simultaneously with the attack."

"Is there an arrest mission?"

"The mission is mainly to annihilate and capture targets suspected of being commanders."

"clear!"

…

A massacre occurred silently.

The members of the fire team dispersed in the darkness and steadily advanced towards the Spiritual Religion Camp. Crossbow bolts, poison needles and other small-sounding weapons first came into effect, and the sentries outside the camp fell one after another.

On the hillside on the other side, the young man next to Zhou Fuguang put down the telescope in his hand: "Zhou Chu, Wu Mian has already taken action. Shouldn't we also cut in?"

"What's the rush? Let them move first. The more bullets they carry, the less we will get shot at."

Zhou Fuguang stared at the movement at the Jiubu through his contact lenses. After pondering for a moment, he issued an order: "The operation at the Jiubu is going too smoothly. Let's shoot a flare into the sky to make it more difficult for them to explore the reality of this camp!"

The young man next to him was stunned when he heard this: "We are here in the name of joint action. Is this appropriate?"

Zhou Fuguang narrowed his eyes and asked: "I fired the flare for offense? What do you think is inappropriate?"

The young man felt a little uncomfortable with this look, and winced angrily: "I will give the order immediately!"

In the camp, a Nine Branch agent shot a sentry with a flying needle and made a gesture behind him. The six-person team behind him all lay down and moved towards the sentry tower in front.

"call out--"

A scream rang out in the night, and green flares roared into the sky, lighting up the camp in an instant.

The agents who were originally dormant in the dark were in an embarrassing situation. Several security posts noticed abnormalities, machine guns opened fire, and sirens rang throughout the valley.

The fire teams at the front of the nine stations suffered heavy casualties, and the rest began to rely on the terrain to fight back, and gunfire broke out.

Wu Mian was at a high place and saw the flares swaying in the air. He raised the silenced rifle with a gloomy expression, quickly pulled the bolt, raised the gun, and fired.

"puff!"

There was a faint sound of gunfire, and the parachute of the illumination bomb was torn apart by the bullet, accelerating the fall of the illumination bomb.

Shen Jiahong jumped up angrily and yelled: "Those bastards from the Third Office! They are actually backstabbing at this time! Support team, get me a lighting projectile and shoot it out. If we don't stop, the Third Office won't even think about it!"

Wu Mian waved his hand: "We are here to arrest people, and there is no point in engaging in meaningless internal strife here. Catch the commander of the Spiritual Religion Group as soon as possible, as long as we can bring the person back to the Ninth Division, the dog tricks of the Third Division

It will be ineffective."

The commander of the nine teams in the camp received specific orders, hid behind a bunker, put on a gas mask, and shouted into the microphone: "Launch hallucinogens from the rear, prepare for a full charge, and pay attention to the identity of the target!"

"Boohoo!"

Several smoke grenades with blue smoke trails smashed into the Spiritual Religion Group's position. The mechanism at the location of the warhead was shaken and opened, accelerating the spread of smoke.

"Poison gas! Poison gas!"

"Get the gas mask!"

"Saturate your clothes with water and block your mouth and nose! If there is no water, use urine!"

"Damn it! I see I'm so titty!"

"It's a hallucinogen!!!"

"...!"

Noisy shouts were heard one after another in the camp of the Spiritual Religion Group, and the covering fire of the Ninth Division began to control the Vulcan cannon to fire at the fighting positions of the two sides to prevent the people of the Spiritual Religion Group from counterattacking and disrupting the Ninth Division's front.

The team commander saw that the enemies behind the fire line were all converging towards one of the tents. At first, he thought they were going to get protective equipment, but found that their purpose was to build a defense line. He said in the communication system: "Our side

The target area has been roughly determined and we are ready to go for reconnaissance!"

The roar of the Vulcan cannon faded away, and the members of the fire team took advantage of the chaos and continued to press in.

Many thugs in the camp who were not protected in time have fallen into a hallucinogenic state and have become lambs to be slaughtered that have lost their combat effectiveness.

When Shen Jiahong saw that the elite agents of the Ninth Division stabilized their position and launched a counterattack, Shen Jiahong let out a long sigh: "Fortunately, the backstab from the Third Division did not cause too much damage. The combat effectiveness of these guys from the Spiritual Religion Group is lower than I thought.

Quite a few.”

Wu Mian did not take it lightly: "It's better to be cautious. According to the intelligence, there are synthetics in the Spiritual Religion. There doesn't seem to be any trace of those guys here."

Just as the two were talking, the expression of the police officer next to him changed. He saw the green mist filling the camp through the telescope, and frowned: "Wu Chu, there is something abnormal on the battlefield!"