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Chapter 134. Fellow Humans

"Of course, the feeling of being surrounded is really uncomfortable."

Decker shrugged slightly and looked helplessly at the weapons and firearms on the surrounding buildings. If he could, he would really not want to face this situation, especially when the U.S. Army at every level would kill a former soldier.

When surrounded by soldiers belonging to the Marine Corps.

Moreover, the M4-A1 assault rifles directly cooperated with the M249 light machine guns to firmly block the space around them, and relied on the three- and four-story buildings in the city to almost block their street with firepower.

There is no gap.

"It does make people feel a little uncomfortable."

Turning his head slightly, just above their left side, an M249 light machine gun had been set up. Cooperating with the three or four US Army soldiers next to him, they were firmly locking Edward's left side. This made Edward let out a wry smile: "

Did I do something wrong?"

The faces of the soldiers around Edward were stern, especially when they looked at the guns all around them aimed at them. Their eyes began to turn cold. Even friendly troops could not point their guns at them. This was a dangerous signal.

.

If it is not a mutiny or mutiny, then they are enemies with each other. Except for the military police, who are disgusted by any soldier, this kind of thing can be done by pointing guns at one's own people. Other arms, even the general guards, can definitely do it.

This is not allowed.

"Tell me your true military affiliation."

The burly man with a beard narrowed his eyes and threw the bulletproof helmet in his hand to a soldier behind him. He turned his head and stared into Edward's eyes tightly, and said in a rough voice: "I hope what you said is true.

troops."

Just as this burly man with a beard spoke, the surrounding U.S. Army troops immediately made some agitation, especially the M4-A1 assault rifles and the M249 light machine guns, which had even been erected on the wall.

Concealing the appearance of being ready to shoot at any moment.

"Hey, don't be like this, what do you want to know?"

Turning his head slightly, Decker licked his lower lip. In his eyes, he even saw the "Stinger" anti-tank rocket launcher aimed at them, and even the one-time use rocket launcher, there were already more than a dozen of them.

Tool.

Looking at this look, I am afraid that the destroyed suspended armors I saw on the street before were destroyed by them in this way. Even Edward had to admit that such an ambush really meets the needs of urban combat.

Especially for the DX expeditionary force with a small number of people, it is something that can cause considerable damage, especially since the combat range of Los Angeles City is huge and the environment created by the numerous floors is quite complex, giving the US Army a fairly broad scope.

Space to play.

"Don't make me say it a second time. What I hope is that you actually belong to the army."

The burly man with a beard took a deep breath, stretched his thick arm back, and an M4-A1 assault rifle appeared in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was only slightly downward, but it was still pointed at

Edward: "Better not lie to me."

In this unacceptable reality, how can humans living in the canopy world know about aliens? Before this, even aliens were just creatures living in science fiction novels!

Although the soldiers' endurance was quite good, and they had a fierce exchange of fire with the group of aliens after they came to their senses, and even after they were defeated, they were still engaged in guerrilla warfare in the city, but this does not mean that their suspicions have ceased.

gradually lost.

"We are indeed a special operations team under the CIA."

Looking at the M4-A1 assault rifle that the burly bearded man had taken out, Edward touched his chin and frowned: "If possible, I hope to contact the U.S. Mainland Operations Command or the division-level commander.

department."

S.H.I.E.L.D. indeed belongs to a certain department under the CIA in the canopy world. Even a seven- or eight-year-old child who knows computers can easily find out this on the Internet, and it does not involve any secrets.

Because SHIELD's ostensible responsibility is to deal with certain redundant files.

"Do you think we can contact our superiors now in this city?"

The burly man with beard smiled disdainfully, raised the M4-A1 assault rifle in his hand slightly, but pointed the gun directly at Edward. He looked at Edward indifferently and said loudly: "Or do you think we can?"

Got in touch?"

Since the fall of Los Angeles, the water and electricity supply has been cut off, and even all entrances and exits have been firmly blocked by the US Army. Although they have not been able to attack Los Angeles, they can at least provide a little defense.

"Sorry, I forgot to turn off the power and network."

Edward frowned slightly and turned to look at the still dark sky and the dark surrounding buildings. He couldn't help but shake his head and said: "But as long as we can contact the higher headquarters, we can prove our identity."

S.H.I.E.L.D.’s Canopy Department has placed a huge number of members in the Canopy World, and has its own members in various important areas and even corners to monitor and coordinate the world, how to develop it, and how to make various reasonable decisions.

and things that frighten ordinary people.

Moreover, it is to find potential superpowers and eliminate the traces left by superpowers. After all, this canopy world is a place of great importance within SHIELD, because it is some kind of cradle that holds the future of mankind.

"You can use radio, but it's very dangerous."

Looking at the expressions of Edward and the soldiers around him, the burly man with a beard also frowned. He stared at Edward closely and said harshly: "Don't tell me that you are still using the radio when you come to this city."

The fact that the DX Expeditionary Force can trace radios has long been a common knowledge among the US Army information among them, and in the early days of the war, they even suffered a lot of losses before they understood their ability.

ability.

There were even a few times that could have been a perfect encirclement and annihilation, but the traces were leaked due to radio transmission, and the rest of the patrols were summoned by the DX expeditionary force to counter-encircle. The losses could be said to be heavy.

"No, there isn't."

Edward nodded. Radio monitoring is indeed the advantage of the DX expeditionary force. Unless you have a more advanced level of technology in this city, you must not turn on the radio, otherwise you will definitely be tracked by the DX patrols with dog-like noses.

After all, the DX Expeditionary Force still occupies a military advantage in this city. Only a small amount of the defeated US Army is left. Even though there are a small number of strongholds in this city, it still cannot form a military advantage.

Moreover, even the troops under Edward cannot withstand the large-scale attack of the DX Expeditionary Force. Even on the plains outside the suburbs, I am afraid that the numerical advantage of the DX Expeditionary Force can directly offset Edward's slight armor advantage.

"Then how can I trust you?"

The bearded man took a slight breath. His hand had already firmly picked up the M4-A1 assault rifle, and the surrounding soldiers were completely staring at Edward's firepower points in the defense circle.

Edward even completely believed that if he didn't explain anything, the other party's patience would be completely worn away. After all, a strange army that couldn't even clearly explain the army it belonged to would start to be confusing.

After all, even aliens have appeared, driving weird floating armor, wearing metal armor, and carrying extremely accurate Gauss rifles, which has almost completely subverted their ideas and beliefs.

And now the soldiers under Edward have various types of weapons. The M4-A1 assault rifle in the hands of Edward, the M16-A2 assault rifle in the hands of the Rangers, and even the German G3 in the hands of the Marine Corps.

-A4 assault rifle.

"If you can't contact your superiors, please give us a reason to believe it."

Taking a deep breath, the burly man with a beard slowly took half a step forward, without any fear of Edward's group of soldiers who were also prepared, and said slowly: "Please let us believe it, otherwise you will

Just get out of here."

This is a kind of polite word, and if you are not polite, it can be regarded as we are the enemy, you'd better leave here. After all, it is already daytime at this time, when the DX expeditionary force is patrolling, it is not good to hide if you go out

, that is the act of committing suicide.

Looking at the group of American soldiers around them, Edward took a deep breath. If he didn't answer, there might be a slight disadvantage, and that would be the fate of being shot directly by the soldiers who surrounded them!

"Please wait! What we are telling you is true!"

Next to him, Decker also had a stern face. He turned around and looked at the increasingly strong smell of gunpowder. He slowly took a step forward, looked at the bearded man in front of him and said, "How on earth are you going to believe what we say?"

If there is no other person to prove it, then this is indeed quite suspicious, but these words are indeed true. If verified, even personnel from the SHIELD Canopy Department will take the initiative to forge some evidence for Edward to exonerate him.

But now no one can prove that it is a huge injustice for Edward. It is not like he has to turn around and lead the troops back to the streets at any time under so many gunpoints.

May face the DX expeditionary force.

"But we're at least human, aren't we?"

Looking at the burly man with beards, Edward shook his head slightly, looked into his eyes, just shrugged and said: "I can't effectively explain my unit number now, but I can only say that I don't have any hostility."

"Human?"

The burly man with beard groaned slightly, looked into Edward's eyes, raised a smile on his lips, gently pressed down the M4-A1 assault rifle in his hand, and said with a smile: "Of course, for God's sake. "(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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