Myriad Worlds Military System

"Okay! Don't panic everyone, sit down!"

Seeing Zhu Xingjie and their depressed faces, Pickman said with a smile.

"In fact, apart from waiting for rescue, we are not completely without the means to fight back.

In fact, everyone has a step-by-step qiang under the chair, and these are enough to protect themselves.

Besides, this car has been remodeled!

And... it's not just a simple modification to make it stronger! "

Pickman stopped suspending their appetite, and said calmly.

Zhu Xingjie was taken aback, and the other team members were also taken aback.

Then subconsciously began to rummage.

The button under the seat is still very obvious, so it is easy to find.

Press the button and the chair will pop open directly.

The first qiang and the other hand qiang magazine are full of bullets.

At the same time, there are three qiang magazines with bullets in them.

The rest is a small box.

All veterans naturally understand what the situation is with this small box.

Without hesitation, all including Zhu Xingjie opened the box directly.

Inside the box, there are a lot of parts.

Obviously, these are all parts of Buqiang.

If you want to use Buqiang, you also need to assemble it manually.

But this is a normal thing for veterans like them.

In the slowest minute or so and the fastest forty seconds, everyone's rifles were assembled.

Inserting the clip, Zhu Xingjie breathed a sigh of relief most.

It's good if you have the power to resist, just for fear that the kind of weakness that can be slaughtered by others is the most deadly.

Seeing Zhu Xingjie and the others relieved, Pickman just smiled slightly and shook his head.

To be honest, he felt that Zhu Xingjie had made some fuss.

This is completely unnecessary for them!

Isn't it just a dozen militants? Is it necessary to be so nervous?

In fact, he basically completely forgot that Zhu Xingjie and the others are not Africans.

Therefore, the understanding of Sulu Bank Group is limited to one's own oral statement, and there is no intuitive impression.

Therefore, it is normal to not be able to fully trust.

So, this is really not Zhu Xingjie and the others making a fuss. In any case, it is better to be more cautious.

"Oh~coming!"

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, Pickman smiled and said with some envy.

Following Pickman's gaze, Zhu Xingjie said that he was stupid.

"This...is the strength of Sulu Bank Group?"

Zhu Xingjie muttered to himself, feeling quite unclear.

Four armed helicopters, huge cannons are very conspicuous.

Obviously, these cannons are definitely not just decorations.

There are also more than a dozen vehicles, all of which are armored vehicles, with heavy firepower installed on them.

Heavy machine guns are installed on every armored vehicle, including Gatlin, with terrifying firepower.

Don't wait a moment, the riot armed personnel in the armored vehicles got off one after another, charging and stepping one by one, holding bulletproof shields, and step by step toward more than a dozen militants.

Good guy, more than a dozen militants with these equipment are more than a line? It scared more than a dozen militants to death.

In the sky, more than a dozen snipers have targeted all militants with snipers.

The machine gun may also be pouring out at any time.

Hmm...To be honest, this lineup used to deal with more than a dozen ordinary militants, which is a bit fussy.

Simply... this is not really true.

Otherwise, the helicopter in the sky carries more than just the cannon.

Anyway...Isn't it necessary to equip some missiles?

Don't doubt that the number of air-to-air and air-to-ground missiles here is also very large.

Although the use of missiles to kill more than a dozen militants is indeed a waste of waste.

If you don't kill, these militants can still create value, and they won't say there is a loss.

After all... the bullet is really not very valuable.

The assembly line is only a few cents.

But missiles are completely different. Not only missiles are a lot of money, but...

There must be no bones left when the missile goes down.

Without people, there is no way to create more value.

Although rich, we still have to learn to be thrifty.

Only in this way can we stay rich, right?

Of course, the poor can spend extravagantly, after all, no matter what, it will not be worse than it is now.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are often different. At this moment... the seventeen militants are very mmp in their hearts.

Honestly, bad luck doesn't bring such bad luck, right?

This is...that important person on the bus? How come all the elite troops are dispatched?

More than a dozen militants collapsed in their hearts, and they never expected to be planted here.

To be honest, they can already be said to be ill-fated, thinking that they have no chance of living.

In this way... they have to be tougher.

"Damn it!"

The militant boss hid behind a car with a solemn expression, and cursed viciously.

The expression was complicated and fierce, the militant boss seemed to have thought of something and said viciously:

"It's all a death anyway! Let's do a big wave."

The other militants were silent for a while, and all nodded.

They don't think they will have a way to survive next.

With their crimes, they have died many times.

Therefore, since the boss said that he would do a big wave, then they would not have any opinions on life.

After the discussion, the sixteen militants did not hesitate to start sending armed elites to the Sulu Banking Group.

"Negative corner stubbornly resist?"

The leader is a biochemical person.

Seeing the stubborn resistance of these militants, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Of course, it is better to say that Chen Jun was surprised not so much that the biochemical people were surprised.

In fact, because Chen Jun felt bored, he said that he was remotely controlling the biochemical man to watch the show.

Hmm...Don't ask when Chen Jun got this ability. The question is to bargain with the system.

It is very worth mentioning that this skill is no different from connecting with your own clone.

To put it bluntly, Chen Jun's will, under the influence of the system, can descend on any biochemical person produced by the system.

"This feeling is pretty good!"

Chen Jun murmured to himself, although he had obtained this ability, he still used it for the first time.

"If Negative Yu stubbornly resists...what should I do?"

Chen Jun stroked his chin and thought secretly.

To be honest, he can't waste this labor. After all, he has been digging a lot of mines recently. At present, there is a lack of people, and then it will be very troublesome.

So, more than ten free labors! Chen Jun would not say that he would give up easily.

But... people have to resist again.

After all, they also have Qiang in their hands, which is still a bit dangerous after all.

So... Chen Jun guessed that he would have to wait a bit.

Hmm...wait for them to run out of bullets.

Believe... it is not a big problem for armored vehicles and riot shields.

Needless to say, Chen Jun also stopped a bit, drinking the coffee in his hand, and looking at the dozen or so militants who were stubbornly fighting.

"Speaking of which... Seventeen people, why are there only sixteen of them?"

Chen Jun touched his chin and felt that things were not simple.

On the other side, the only remaining militant who didn't do anything took a deep breath, his eyes slowly becoming crazy and firm.

Holding a grenade in his hand, the militant's eyes slowly lost his sense.

On the other hand, Pickman thought that the matter was a foregone conclusion, so he opened the door of the bus very calmly.

"Would you like to go down and take a look?"

Pickman said with a smile, but because his skin was too dark, he said that his smile was not pretty.

Of course, it is not so exaggerated to say that it is ugly, it is just a little funny.

Zhu Xingjie thought for a while, but couldn't help but nodded.

"Alright!"

Zhu Xingjie said in peace, his expression was also slightly agitated.

After all... they are only domestic soldiers. Although there is absolutely nothing to say about the quality of soldiers, they have never seen blood!

It's hard to come across real firefights with live ammunition. What if you don't take a look?

Although... this kind of qiang war conflict should become commonplace in the next three years.

But for now, this kind of battle with live ammunition is something they haven't encountered before.

On the other side, the militant who hadn't done anything saw the bus open the door and couldn't help but instantly shine.

At this moment, the militant rushed out.

On the other side, the biochemical sniper in the sky is ready to shoot him headshot.

But after Chen Jun thought about it slightly, his eyes lit up.

"Ignore him! Just let him get in the car!"

Chen Jun smiled slightly and said softly.

Although it was just a mumbling voice, there is no doubt that the sniper who locked the militant in the sky heard it and heard it clearly.

Chen Jun directly took a computer and turned on the surveillance camera of the bus immediately.

Hmm... just right in the direction of the door.

Chen Jun wanted to see, the militants' expressions when they saw that the car was not a big man, but twenty armed men with live ammunition.

I listened to the sound...Because the qiang outside kept on sounding, it was actually not clear.

But it doesn't matter, after all... Chen Jun also has a computer headset!

At the same time, the militants came to the gate, only two steps away.

To be honest, his heart is overjoyed at this moment.

After all, he will succeed soon.

Even if you hijacked the big man inside, you might be able to escape from the dead.

At this point, the militant became even more excited.

Three steps do two steps directly onto the door steps.

And then……

"I... if I say, I'm just here for a ride, do you believe it?"

The militants spoke very sincerely.

I completely forgot, but I came desperately.

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