Edward left the big stove and turned to look at the cars around him, only to find that the window glass had already been shattered, with many clear bullet holes imprinted on it, and many of them had been destroyed by grenades, rifle grenades and other weapons.
Shaking his head slightly, Edward looked up at the surrounding buildings, only to find that there were no less than four buildings with more than forty floors, especially the countless high-rise buildings with more than ten floors below, as well as four- and five-story office buildings and shopping malls.
Filled with eyeballs.
"The attack came from both sides, turbulent and violent. The fighting should last ten to thirty minutes."
The soldier took two steps forward, suddenly bent down and lowered his head. He stretched out his hand and touched a dark red mark on the ground. He clicked on it and found that although it was nearly dry, it still had the viscosity of some kind of liquid.
thick.
He is an elite member of the Marine Corps. Although the system rules set him as a recruit, his certain war experience is no less than that of this real veteran, especially his judgment on war is quite sensitive.
Especially through certain clues, he can also tell the difference. In his previous life, he was a member of the elite force, and he had dealt with many small conflicts and incidents involving certain terrorists.
Moreover, after the body has been strengthened with gene-enhancing drugs, the development of the brain and body has been greatly enhanced. It is easy to distinguish the blood and bullet holes and draw time conclusions.
"Wait, you mean... both sides of the road?"
Edward immediately turned his head and looked to the left and right sides, only to find that the windows on the three-story building were basically open, but some places showed traces of being swept by heavy machine guns. It was obvious that this place had been suspended by heavy machine guns.
attacked.
But I feel relieved when I think about it. The prosperous city of Los Angeles has promoted the prosperity of the construction industry. A large number of buildings have brought countless windows. As long as a soldier armed with a Stinger anti-tank missile is hidden in a building, a vehicle can be easily destroyed.
Armored vehicles.
Moreover, as long as light and heavy machine guns are set up in certain key windows, a firepower network that is very lethal to infantry can be easily formed. Ordinary soft armor and light infantry really cannot defend against the crossfire.
"Let's go in and take a look!"
Waving towards the door, Edward held an M4-A1 assault rifle and led the queue towards the door. It seemed to be an apartment. The door was opened easily, and the environment inside seemed a bit messy.
However, as soon as they entered the gate, they discovered that there were a lot of dark red blood and dark green traces on the ground. A large number of bullet marks appeared on the white walls, clearly visible, and they were so dense that they even looked like stars.
There was also a large area of darkness left by the burning of gunpowder. The powerful force had already lifted the entire wall, revealing the masonry and reinforced concrete inside. Edward even found a fingernail-sized piece in the wall next to him.
Grenade fragments.
"That should be it."
The faces of the surrounding soldiers were solemn. Such a fierce battle was obviously a bit frightening, and the blood spilled on the ground looked like there were more than just one or two casualties. Edward turned his head and said: "One class will follow me, and the rest will
People are stationed.”
"Understood!" The other infantry squad leaders nodded immediately, and then the other three squads immediately dispersed to protect the surrounding area. After all, this place is still dangerous, so you must be careful.
"The group of DX Expeditionary Force infantry also discovered the enemy hidden here. Maybe when they entered the place to search, a fierce gun battle broke out."
The soldier took two steps forward quickly, holding an M1911 pistol in his hand. He walked slowly in front, and together with the soldiers behind him, carefully watched any direction where the enemy could appear.
A standard squad of ten Marines escorted Edward and carefully walked slowly into the apartment. As they walked further in, there were more and more bullet holes and traces of gunpowder explosions on both sides of the wall.
"The exchange of fire was intense but brief, and they retreated."
Looking at the rooms and obstacles belonging to the defenders, there was still obvious blood behind them. He looked around, and finally locked his eyes on a window not far away. The leading soldier pointed to the window and said: "
That's where they should have retreated."
The DX Expeditionary Force was able to occupy the city of Los Angeles and was obviously much more powerful than the remaining U.S. Army. Although short-term guerrilla warfare and raid warfare could have very efficient killing capabilities, it was obviously unable to defend against attacks from large groups of enemies.
"There are blood stains, very fresh, no more than thirty minutes!"
Suddenly, the leading soldier suddenly took a few steps forward, touched a blood stain on the door handle with his hand, gently twisted it in his hand, immediately turned his head and frowned and said: "After the battle, someone came here.
"
In a war of about four hours, it is obviously impossible for thirty minutes of blood stains to appear, and this situation can only explain one thing. Edward immediately raised his head, waved his hand and said: "Open that door!"
A Marine behind him followed Edward's words and immediately walked forward, ignoring the blood stains on the door handle. He held it directly with his left hand wearing a tactical glove, while his right hand held the G3-A4 tightly.
Assault rifle.
"Ready to enter!"
Edward waved his hands to the left and right sides, while other soldiers immediately occupied both sides of the door, holding G3-A4 assault rifles and M1911 pistols in their hands, always ready to deal with any emergencies.
The soldier took a few deep breaths and slowly pressed down with his left hand. As he pushed forward, the entire door slowly opened and moved forward, revealing a thin slit through which the barrel of the gun was slightly extended.
, aiming at the slowly expanding door gap.
(PS: The more I write the above paragraph, the more evil it becomes. Oh God, what should I do if I write a sex scene? Ahem, it seems that I need to learn more about some websites. Well, observe and learn, pure thoughts...
…)
"No enemies found."
Finally, all the doors were opened, and there was no sign of anyone. The soldier took a deep breath, his eyes instantly focused on the blood stains on the ground, and he slowly said: "Maybe it's inside."
The blood stains extended from the door to the side room not far away, and there was a large blood spot in the middle. It looked like he fell due to a serious injury, which caused the blood to flow out even more.
"Inside." Edward nodded and walked forward first. The soldiers behind him immediately followed closely with firearms in hand. The door a few steps away was ajar, with blood stains spreading inside, guiding him.
the way forward.
However, the remaining soldiers immediately dispersed and entered other rooms to conduct searches. If something really happened, then you really need to be careful. After all, this is not a peaceful era.
"Oh, damn, sir, you should come and take a look."
Suddenly the soldier who first entered the room spoke. Edward immediately walked in and found a thin young man lying on the bed in the bedroom. He had been shot in the abdomen, and bright red blood was still flowing.
The blood stains on the ground extended all the way to the bed. It was obviously the blood of the young man. There was also an M9 pistol thrown not far away. Judging from the combat uniform badge on the man, he was obviously a member of the U.S. Army.
"Is there any hope?"
Edward had no other words to say and immediately waved his hand. This soldier belonged to the U.S. Army. Although he lived in the canopy world and didn't know SHIELD, he was still a human being. How could he ignore death?
"I'll take a look, but I'm probably not optimistic."
The soldier behind him also frowned and walked over quickly, reached out his hand and gently reached into the young man's neck, fumbled twice, suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned his head in surprise and said: "The heart is still beating, we can be saved!"
The heart was still beating, which meant that he could still be saved. And based on the soldier's feel and the heart's beating ability, it didn't even require manual compression for pacing, which obviously relieved the people around him.
"Inject stimulants and treat his wounds!"
The leading soldier immediately took out a tactical dagger behind him, walked over, cut off the combat uniform, and lifted the clothing completely. Immediately, the bullet hole on the left abdomen was exposed, and blood was still flowing out with the movement.
Come.
Another soldier took out a medical potion behind his back, put on a needle and immediately discharged a small amount of air in it. Without looking, he directly pierced a blood vessel and injected the stimulant inside.
This is a special stimulant used by the military to arouse the beating of the heart and the upgrading of various organs. It also contains a special hormone component that can stimulate the rapid division of hematopoietic stem cells so that death from ischemia will not occur.
"God bless him, it was just a penetrating wound, the bullet did not roll over, and there were no fragments inside."
The leader used a tactical dagger to cut open the flesh and blood near the bullet hole. He glanced briefly, turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief, and reported to Edward: "The internal organs are not damaged much, it's just a coma due to lack of blood."
As he said that, he unscrewed the handle of the tactical dagger, took out a stack of medical needles and threads and styptic powder, quickly put it on and directly closed the blood gun, sprinkled the styptic powder and carefully wrapped it with a bandage.
Then he stood up with a smile and said: "It's done."
"It's better to give him a blood transfusion. I think his face is still pale."
Edward touched the stubble on his chin slightly and looked at the still pale face. A green light flashed and a bag of plasma appeared in his hand. The soldier next to him took it and tied it on the thin soldier.
He received a blood transfusion to avoid death from ischemia.
After all, it takes at least half an hour, or even longer, to be injured. If no blood transfusion is given, one really has to be careful about death from ischemia. After all, people in the Tianmu world who have not been genetically enhanced are not as good as those special humans with blood.
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