Summoning Mercenaries

[It was detected that the host's right shoulder was injured, causing the right arm to be temporarily unusable, and then the host could not exert its full strength, and the shooting and fighting data would drop.

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It is detected that the host's gun master stunt is in effect, and the host's shooting data remains unchanged.

The current host data is as follows;

Shots: 75

Responses: 90

Fighting: 32 (77)

Luck: 100]

Kent heard the reminder in his ear, and couldn't help but sigh the power of the gun master.

The right hand of this dominant hand is injured, and if ordinary people shoot with their left hand, it will be more or less affected.

However, with the blessing of the gun master, this mother no longer has to worry about me hitting it wrong!

...

Kent, now able to get up on his own, jogged to the other side of the wreckage.

"Huh..." After taking a deep breath, he quickly probed to see how many people were on the opposite side.

Suddenly, his intuition told him that it was dangerous, very dangerous, and he quickly retracted his head after just poking his head.

"Boom!"

"Snapped!"

Hearing a gunshot from the opposite side, tiles and debris were splashed not far in front of Kent's feet.

"I found a sniper, using a 7.62 caliber sniper rifle, the location is unknown!"

When Kent saw the bullet hole, he quickly yelled.

Then my heart trembled involuntarily, and my hands trembled.

Fortunately, luck is high enough, otherwise the shot would not be a tile, but his head the size of a ripe cantaloupe.

At this time, Lyon also shouted to the secret service members in the wreckage: "Everyone, don't leave the cabin, there are snipers blocking the outside!"

After yelling, Leon glanced at Kent and asked, "What should we do? Are we trapped here?"

Kent was speechless when he looked at Leon. Obviously Leon had the same response data as him, so why did everything focus on him?

But he also knew that time was running out. If he was trapped here for too long and the enemy's reinforcements came around, the consequences would be disastrous.

If there is a problem, it must be solved. This is what the team leader should do.

After thinking for a while, Kent said to Simon: "Simon, my right arm is injured now, can you throw the sensor grenade across?"

Simon didn't answer immediately, but took out a grenade similar to the decoy bomb in CSGO from his armed belt, weighed it, and said, "Almost, but I'm not sure."

"What the hell! Throw it now, or there's nothing else to do," Kent said.

"good!"

Simon held the sensor grenade in his right hand, walked a few steps into the mall, then turned around and ran towards the wreckage.

The moment he approached the wreckage, his right hand formed a football parabola and directly threw the sensor grenade out.

At the same time, Kent also turned on the scanning system on his eyes, facing the wreckage and looking at the multi-faceted low building.

Scan the blue pulse signal three times, and Kent can see the specific structure of the opposite low building.

The low building has six floors and is a typical apartment building.

Immediately afterwards, Kent saw a small red pulse signal scanning the vicinity of the low building on the ground not far from the low building.

Kent knew it was a sensor grenade, and it was doing its job, detecting people nearby and identifying militants.

Sure enough, after three seconds, several red dots were marked, and Kent could see them clearly through the holographic glasses.

"Simon! There is a person from the third window on the left on the sixth floor opposite, who is a sniper by visual inspection.

There are 2 people on the four windows on the second floor. Visually, there is 1 machine gunner and 1 loader.

There were multiple reactions on the first floor, and there were about 6 people. It is recommended to use rockets to clear it. "

Lyon saw that Kent was only facing the crashed transport plane, and he was able to tell the whole layout of the opposite side, and couldn't help sighing: "Hey,

You guys... what kind of equipment is this? Not even our Secret Service. "

"No comment." Kent pretended to be deep, and then habitually squeezed his chin with his right hand, but just as he wanted to move, he grinned in pain, and said to Leon and Simon: "Hiss... pain pain!

That...cough cough, that I guess, the intention of the other side is to trap us here, you see they don't mean to open fire at all.

And the strength of the opponent is not bad. Their snipers alone can overwhelm us. "

"So what?" Leon asked.

"Click!" Simon also pulled the bolt of the ACR-HT, quietly waiting for Kent's order.

"Hmm... let me see..."

Kent learned the lesson this time. After putting the pistol back into the holster, he held his chin with his left hand and pondered.

After a few breaths, Kent seemed to think of a good idea, looked at Leon with a smirk and said, "You... seem to be able to do it..."

"You!" Leon saw Kent's expression through his four-eye night vision device, couldn't help but tremble all over, and said in fear: "What do you want?!"

"Simon!" Kent yelled.

"exist!"

"Catch him for me (pointing to Leon), don't let him get away!"

"yes!"

"Ya Baa Butterfly!" Leon screamed. ———————————————————

"These guys, do you want to die here?"

"Never mind them, Boss ordered, just restrain them, there's no need to go all out."

The two who spoke were the machine gunner and the loader from the four windows on the second floor.

I saw them wearing pure black combat uniforms, black combat boots, level 4 compact heavy body armor, combat vests, and helmets like older Kevlar helmets.

Judging from the above description, their equipment is no different from that of the Secret Service, but Umbrella's white and red umbrella logo is printed on their armbands.

In particular, they are also wearing gas masks that resemble octopuses, and all the characteristics point to them being Umbrella's USS troops.

The so-called USS, namely Security Service, Umbrella Rapid Response Security Force.

The mission of the USS is to secure and protect Umbrella's property, or to obliterate evidence against Umbrella.

The current USS is Albert Wesker's private army and is not controlled by Umbrella, and there are very few people who know the existence of the USS.

Most of the USS members have been trained since childhood, and their combat capabilities are no less than any special forces in the world, and their combat capabilities may even be higher than those of ordinary special forces.

Members are specialists in complete compliance and effective execution of orders, without any emotion between members.

...

The USS machine gunner holds the M90X heavy machine gun similar to the M60 and uses chain loading, so the loader needs to cooperate with the loading.

The loader has two ammunition belts on his body and holds an HK MP7-X miniature submachine gun in his hand.

At this time, the loader said disdainfully: "With our three USS (the sniper on the sixth floor is also a USS), we can completely block them, why do we need those UBCS?

It's just a bunch of rabble, it's fine if it doesn't hinder us. "

"Why do you care about them?" The machine gunner still stared at the mall intently, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he chatted with Qianghan:

"UBCS is just cannon fodder, they are helpful in a way.

Don't forget, there were 14 Firehawk transport planes just now, and I don't know what the rocket crews thought, so they just attacked this one. "