The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

In the early hours of the 11th, when the sky was clear and Dongfang had just revealed the white belly, Harrison and Mayer, who had arrived at the predetermined position, were raised into the air again.

That’s right, the two of these people were raised to the height of about four stories. Except for this strange work, the two of them don’t expect to have the chance to perform tasks in their current state—below the two of them is a platform installed on the tenth floor. **The large lifting machine above the card, the lifting platform is wide, enough for several people to work at the same time.

Just now, the car drove backwards to a position only about 300 meters from the north side of the target manor building. Some sturdy sandbags were used to protect the important hydraulic mechanism. A thick explosion-proof blanket was hung on the tailgate and the back of the car. It is completely immune to ordinary bullets fired from 300 meters away.

The lifting platform is covered with anti-slip mats, and the surrounding protective fences are also enclosed on three sides with double-layer explosion-proof blankets. Only two small openings for observation and shooting are reserved at the position facing the rear of the vehicle.

Harrison and Mayer arrived before dawn, got on the platform, and the vehicle retreated for nearly a few hundred meters, and then it was lifted up: such a lifting platform was set up the night before, and the vehicle approached the farm at dawn. The gang of crooked necks was "lively" at this strange observation post in the early hours of yesterday morning, and stopped cooking after a few shots.

It's not too close, so I stopped at 300 meters, and it seemed I just wanted to get a few observation points with the same height as the farm tower. This is called height equivalence!

The car is very sturdy, the platform is also very sturdy, and the weapons above are even sharper!

The Barrett M82A1 will cause terrible lethality at a distance of 300 meters. The task of the Harrisons is to cooperate with the anti-aircraft machine gun on the tank to completely lock the central tower.

Explosive weapons cannot be used. This method is estimated to work now.

It was dawning, and only one tank approached the farm to harass at night. When it was near, the tank was close to the wall only 20 or 30 meters away.

Those crooked necks are now ignoring the tanks outside. Anyway, there is no way. Once the venting shooting will be shot by the law enforcement sniper, it is simply regarded as not being seen.

According to the habits of the past few days, this will be the point. Two teams of tanks lined up, and the "rumbling" slowly drove towards the farm from more than 400 meters away. The noise of a new day was about to start the daytime session.

For perspective reasons, this will look from the inside of the manor, only to see that these **** tanks are coming again!

From the perspective of the two Harrisons, you can see that there are two small groups of heavily loaded commandos hidden behind each tank, slowly approaching the farm next to the tank!

The order to finally solve the problem and attack the Crooked Neck Farm has been issued from above, at dawn today!

The tank drove slowly. It's been the same for the past few days. Everything is paralyzing the crooked necks, and the speed is not fast, so that the reloaded commandos can keep up without trotting.

The roar of the tank engine can be heard in the highly concentrated Harrison earphones on the platform, and the observer partner on one side said: "The tank is already in place!"

Then…

A slightly low and clear voice came: "Attention all, attack!"

As soon as he heard the command, Harrison squeezed the trigger steadily, and Barrett's M82A1 huge retractor offset most of the recoil force, and the sturdy lifting platform under his body hardly moved!

The hard alloy bullet cored warhead came out of the chamber, and instantly leaped 300 meters and hit a position 30 centimeters below the window on the fourth floor of the tower: no shot was low, there was the aiming point, Harrison had paid attention to the position for a while.

There were people behind the windows of the tower, and they used a self-made simple periscope to observe the situation outside—it could block ordinary rifle bullets, but this time it was Barrett!

The large-caliber armor-piercing projectile instantly penetrated the nearly 30 cm thick wall made of brick and cement, and the broken bricks and concrete blocks were scattered like bullets at the exit of the bullet hole!

The upper body of the crooked neck he was looking at with a periscope was on the flight path of the broken bricks, but he could no longer feel the pain of the broken bricks: the armor-piercing warhead that penetrated the wall directly hit his head, a real headshot. !

There is only this crooked neck in the four-story tower. If he has a companion, he will scream-the human tissue above the neck disappears instantly, and the whole head bursts like a balloon without a trace!

Harrison kept shooting at several windows until he changed the magazine and let his buzzing ears adjust. Even if he was wearing a light helmet with a little sound insulation effect, Barrett's gunshots were too loud.

Meyer on one side also felt the same. There were several hot bullet shells crashing on him just now. If it weren't for the good heat insulation effect of this combat uniform, he would be scalded to jump if he didn't pay attention!

The two of them lay high and looked far, and saw the leading tanks, after rapidly rotating the turret, stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, smashed through the farm fence and the wall of the house inside, and then "boomed" quickly back out.

This scene had already been carried out at the "simulation farm" at dusk yesterday with a truck of almost the same width: as in the exercise, as soon as the tank withdrew, a team of assault teams headed by the bulletproof shield quickly entered!

The snipers on the high platform and flat ground of each group suspended shooting to avoid accidental injury. The sound of bean-blasting gunshots continued from the farm, and the occasional instructions of the commando team leaders could be heard in the headphones.

They attacked smoothly, and almost all groups immediately caught fire with the crooked neck inside!

It is to receive fire, not to exchange fire. Before entering the buildings and rooms, they throw strong light and shock bombs. As soon as they rush in, they will fire at all targets that look like adults!

It is said to save women and children, but when it comes to the assault, who has the time to tell whether the targets are men and women, and whether they have weapons in their hands.

The group of Danny and Sasha rushed into the "learning hall" of the farm, and the surrendered confession was the place where the leader David had brainwashed the believers.

This larger space is also where the public restaurant is located. It is on a single floor. The surrendered crooked neck said that this place became a resting place for many believers after the armed confrontation started—that David Koresh wanted to gather most of the men. In one place, there may be people who are not determined enough in UU reading www.uukānshu.com. This is obviously a way of control.

The two groups entered on both sides and threw two shock bombs first!

Danny didn't turn on the strong light on the shield. Everyone used the low-light night market instrument that was folded from the helmet. At dawn, the building was dark and no lights were turned on.

People who crooked their necks found it easy to expose themselves when turning on the light, and they didn't even turn on the generator.

Sasha was in the second position as usual. As soon as he entered, he understood the situation. The HKG3KA4 in his hand was four precise single shots.

There are twenty or thirty single beds in the house. There are about a dozen adults with crooked necks here, a few people are howling miserably, and some are running around like flies without their heads.

Their eyes can't see, their ears can't hear, a single shot is enough! At such a close distance, the 7.62×51mm NATO armor-piercing projectile is so powerful that even targets wearing Class IV body armor will have their ribs broken by half, let alone those who have just been awakened by the impact of a tank.

What about the crooked necks holding guns? Those frantic noises made them mentally exhausted. Shocking bullets were not in those war movies that served as teaching materials, so they couldn't learn how to deal with them.

After the wall was punctured, some quick-reacted necks immediately turned over and got out of bed and fumbled for cover, so that even if two grenades were thrown in, they would not be blown away. Then, he held the gun tightly and waited for the "evil" outside. Rush in!

But **** it, God knows what two things were thrown in, and I don't have time to think about it. Anyway, I can't hear anything with my ears stuffed with noise-proof cotton, and my eyes are all white.

I took all the guns I touched for nothing, and I still haven't figured out the situation... don't figure it out, because for the men with crooked necks here, everything is over.