Monster Factory - 1282

The abandoned factory is busy.

There is no doubt that the people responsible for guarding around the factory are soldiers under General Selo.

And in the factory building that cannot be penetrated by infrared observation equipment, it is General Selo’s hiding place and his command center.

Compared with a regular military fortress, the defensive capabilities of this factory are of course much weaker.

But considering that this is the hinterland of the Vukavu area, if someone really hits the door, it often means that the entire area has fallen, and it will not help to have the best fortress.

General Selo was a little anxious at the moment, standing behind the two “consultants”, watching them continuously write and draw on an electronic map.

They brought the electronic map.

After hearing the news on encrypted radio that the soldiers were in Anu District and had friction with General Mopp’s men.

The two “consultants” flashed their eyes, and after looking at each other, they laughed unabashedly.

Although the ultimate goal of this action is to drag the entire Anut area into war.

Can……

But do you want to conceal your emotions somehow, and consider the mood of people like them?

Now General Selo can only hope that even if the two advisers let his soldiers die, they will be more meaningful…

The two advisors kept talking there in English, and occasionally communicated something with the combat commander Maddix via a satellite phone.

When General Selo was standing nervously, he suddenly found that the entire command center became quiet in the next second.

This silence is like a noisy serial, suddenly fragmented.

In the command center, the radio station that had been ticking stopped.

In the command center, the two consultants who were reporting non-stop stopped. Even the people sitting in front of the phone or other communication equipment stopped.

They fell into a momentary pause.

In the next moment, everyone turned their heads and looked at General Selo and the two advisors in front.

“Sir, I suddenly lost the communication signal here.”

“The radio station can’t send out any news.”

“Sir, the phone broke.”

In the command center, the messy interrogation quickly remembered, General Selo looked confused, and the two consultants quickly looked at each other.

Just now when they reported the situation to the commander by satellite phone, the originally very smooth communication was quickly interrupted after less than a second of noise.

They subconsciously thought that there was a problem with the phone, and when they looked up, they looked confused when they saw those who were using the radio or even the phone.

What fault can make all communication equipment fail in an instant?

This could never be a malfunction. After the two consultants thought of the possibility, their first reaction was that their communications were subjected to electromagnetic interference across the entire frequency band.

Wrong~

What kind of electromagnetic interference can interfere with the telephone line?

They had no time to think too much, but subconsciously shouted out an enemy attack, and immediately pulled out their pistols to find shelter.

“Enemy attack?” General Selo and a group of people in the command center were all standing there, looking inexplicably, watching the two military advisers who got under the table.

On weekdays, except for the gods, they have a arrogant expression of rubbish. The contrast with the huge image that is now under the table, holding a pistol nervously, makes General Selo somewhat unacceptable for a while.

“Two sirs, how can there be an enemy attack?”

“The hiding place we just changed, this is the Vukavu hinterland again…”

General Selo wanted to continue to explain, but he couldn’t say anything afterwards.

Because the door of the combat center was slowly pushed open.

Under the light and outside the gate, two “ghosts” dressed in black fully sealed styles appeared as if they had come out of a science fiction movie.

General Selo seemed to have seen a ghost, and he seemed to be thrown into a pool in the snow, and his whole body was erected in an instant.

Here is his carefully selected command center, and outside the building are all patrol posts he arranged.

How did these two black “ghosts” get in? Why didn’t they even think of the gunshots outside?

The thinking of the two military advisors was much simpler. They recognized the ghost armor they were wearing as soon as they saw the metal expert.

They threw away the pistol in their hands for the first time, and pounced and rolled on both sides.

They want to escape here!

“Tuk Tuk~”

With two muffled noises, the two military “consultants” who made three tactical evasive actions in just a few seconds did not roll over to the intended escape location, but fell halfway.

After landing, they rolled around holding their legs, screaming loudly.

It seemed that it was not a shot in the thigh, but a foot run by Transformers.

Soon these people left to understand why these two consultants, who were born in the SEAL team, would roll on the ground like a girl.

Because when they raised their guns to fight back, the bullet hit the opponent, and they made a “bang~bang~” sound like a wooden stick hitting a rubber.

Body armor?

But the bullet clearly hit the opponent’s head, and the opponent was motionless, not even the most basic sideways avoidance.

The fact that they are not moving does not mean that their hands are not moving.

They held a strangely shaped weapon in their hands, there was no fire when they opened fire, and no obvious knocking sound was heard.

But every time they pull the trigger, someone in the command center will instantly fall to the ground, and then make a terrifying howl on the ground.

It was a pain ten times more painful than being shot. They could even feel a certain liquid, and in an instant, relying on huge kinetic energy to tear their own body tissues.

Without exception, they were all shot in the limbs.

…

There is no second exit in the command center.

In the command center, there were only more than a dozen people, including General Sello. Except for the two advisers, none of them were serious combatants.

So after more than ten seconds of unequal battles ended, only General Selo remained in the command center.

He wanted to run, but he couldn’t move his legs away.

An unspeakable fear completely enveloped him. Under the influence of this breath, General Selo could only stand in place, shaking his legs desperately like a sieve.

Just now, two military consultants have already tested the marksmanship of these two “ghosts” with tactical moves that can only be seen in action movies.

How can General Selo, who has been over forty years old and lives in the shadow of Yixiang’s temple all day, escaped?

The two black “ghosts” put down their weapons and slowly walked towards General Selo.

General Selo struggled to take a step back, but fell to the ground unsteadily.

He now vaguely guessed a possibility.

Because the existence of ghost armor is not too secret.

Behemoth Industry has a cooperative relationship with many countries in the production of ghost armor. Of course, those countries can only get the reduced foreign trade version with much worse protection.

Just when General Selo thought he was dead, the two black “ghosts” who came slowly handed him a phone.