The CIA feels that the current situation is terrible, and Zhou Qingfeng also feels that his own situation is terrible!
"I am crazy to fight against a powered armor with my bare hands." Uncle Zhou pressed his ribs with a frown. There was a huge fist mark there, with four broken ribs, severe internal organ damage and bleeding.
Zhou Qingfeng took a dose of medical injection to save his life. While driving, Zhou Qingfeng looked back at the T-51A that fell on the frame of the off-road vehicle. His "combat intuition" was not perfect. He just kept up with this iron guy.
During the fight, he received an iron fist, and the huge force almost killed him.
The reason why the fight was so bad was because Zhou Qingfeng did not have any weapon that could effectively restrain the power armor. He had previously served as an instructor in an armored brigade in Iran, so naturally he could not wear a mechanical exoskeleton that was too conspicuous. He could not say that he would use this equipment.
Put it aside, if it is lost and broken, it will be too late to cry.
Zhou Qingfeng could only send the mechanical exoskeleton back to the wasteland. This public execution by ISIS angered him, so he naturally wanted to find a way to take revenge.
Since he can only carry dozens of kilograms of personal belongings from the wasteland at a time, Zhou Qingfeng felt that the tracking ability of "Dog Meat" would be more useful in killing ISIS, so he only wore an optical camouflage set and did not bring the mechanical exoskeleton for the time being.
The combination of 'dog meat' and optical camouflage is particularly suitable for stealth sneak attacks, but this kind of dismissal can only gain an advantage at the beginning. Once exposed, you will have to fight with the enemy head-on - Zhou Qingfeng was punched in the end and tasted the heart-wrenching pain.
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But if we accidentally capture a US military prisoner, the matter will be solved.
Zhou Qingfeng contacted Xiao Jinlang and said on the satellite phone: "Old Xiao, I want to give you a big gift, and then let's work together and win big!"
Xiao Jinlang had just finished dealing with the CIA's intelligence network in Aleppo. He was standing outside the dilapidated house of Barak's safe house. Next to him were the T-45D armored team and the Russians and Russians who were rummaging through the safe house.
Syrian intelligence personnel.
Barak's body was handed over to the Russians, but the computer and documents he left behind were taken away by the National Security Bureau. Xiao Jinlang originally thought that he would have to hold an all-night meeting with the Russians tonight, but the 'big gift' mentioned by Zhou Qingfeng made him
He was shocked.
Stepping on the broken bricks on the ground in the dark night, Xiao Jinlang held the phone in his hand and kept away from the Russian personnel. He asked in a deep voice: "Can't you take us with you if you want to do anything?"
"I have my own secret." Zhou Qingfeng smiled. He said in his heart: I have a mechanical dog with incredible black technology. I would rather fight alone than show up to you.
After humming twice, Xiao Jinlang asked again: "What did you get again?"
"Didn't you ask me to pack up the Americans' T-51A powered armor? I did it. I also got you a living prisoner, along with a relatively complete set of T-51A."
Damn it... As soon as Zhou Qingfeng mentioned his gains, Xiao Jinlang cursed in his heart: This unscrupulous boy is really powerful, he can kill Americans with just one move.
Taking advantage of the first mover advantage, Rabbit's T-45 series are currently selling well all over the world. Rich people in the Middle East especially like this kind of equipment that can bring a great sense of security to soldiers. This also strengthens Rabbit's popularity in war-torn areas.
Sense of presence.
Yingjiang built the T-51A in advance to compete with Rabbit and stabilize its influence in the Middle East. But if it is seized before large-scale equipment is available, let alone competition, it will lose face.
Hearing Zhou Qingfeng say that he not only obtained a complete T-51A but also captured prisoners, the political bargaining chip became even greater. Xiao Jinlang felt that his superiors would definitely give them a chicken leg at the end of the year, "Where are you?"
"I'm on my way back to Aleppo." Zhou Qingfeng reported his location and said by the way: "Get me some food, I'm starving."
More than an hour later, Xiao Jinlang saw Zhou Qingfeng's special off-road vehicle on Highway 62 west of Aleppo. The thick modified body was specially designed to carry the T-51A, and the reinforced engine ensured
The special operations were successfully completed.
"We should also have this kind of vehicle." Xiao Jinlang patted the frame. The armored team behind him came in a container truck, and its flexibility was very limited. A lightweight special off-road vehicle was much more convenient.
'Dogmeat' was driven to another place by Zhou Qingfeng again. There was a powered armor lying flat on the car. Two T-45Ds came forward to lift it off, and took apart its back armor with crowbars.
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Zhou Qingfeng was grabbing a can of roast chicken and devouring it. His mouth was full of oil and he wanted to step forward to take a look, but Xiao Jinlang stopped him and said: "Don't let the prisoner see your face, otherwise I can only return the favor."
Give the body to the CIA."
The captured Michael climbed out of the armor with his hands raised. He originally thought he would see the Russians. But the armored soldiers surrounding him did not give him any chance to see the outside environment.
His head was covered, his hands and feet were quickly tied up, and he was taken away.
The prisoners and the T-51A were quickly loaded into the truck and taken away. Xiao Jinlang asked Zhou Qingfeng: "Do you want to exchange this prisoner for CIA intelligence on ISIS?"
"You will definitely not return that piece of power armor, and there is definitely no need to keep the prisoner after interrogation. Why not use it in exchange for something, and you can also be in the limelight."
Zhou Qingfeng's idea was very clear. Xiao Jinlang nodded, "I will report it to my superiors. This matter should not be a big problem."
After the discussion, everyone was about to leave. At this moment, Xiao Jinlang suddenly remembered something and asked Zhou Qingfeng: "I see that the damage marks on the T-51A were not caused by firearms or explosions, but seemed to be bitten by something.
A big mouthful,..."
"Ah..., is there one?" Zhou Qingfeng said nonchalantly: "I wore the mechanical exoskeleton and tore it off with my bare hands."
Xiao Jinlang rolled his eyes - Do you think I'm stupid?
On the other end, several US military helicopters flew from Turkey's Kirlik Air Base to the Turkish-Syrian border. Fidel, who had arrived by plane, jumped out of the cabin and hurried to a group of SEALs who were retreating in embarrassment.
Six seals armed to the teeth went out, and only four of them and one corpse came back, plus one was captured. In addition, they also brought back the body of a female intelligence agent. The woman failed to hold on and died on the way.
The technicians who arrived randomly were helping the Vulture team members get out of the T-51A. Lieutenant Sheldon, who was commanding the team, sat on a rock to rest. When he saw Fidel walking over, he sighed and said, "Sorry, sir.
We failed."
In the cold and dark night, Fidel also sighed with his hands on his hips and looked ugly. He calmed down for a few seconds and asked: "Tell me, what is it like to fight against an invisible warrior?"
Sheldon had already thought about this problem and blurted out: "Which guy seems to have no companions, otherwise he would be able to kill all of us with just a few more people. Moreover, he is particularly weird just because he is invisible, but his combat effectiveness is not strong.
It seems that if you are equipped with optical camouflage, you cannot be equipped with heavy weapons, and he actually killed Malenkov with a steel thorn."
"No, who ever used a rocket launcher in Palmyra?" Fidel reminded.
"The rocket launcher only weighs a few kilograms. The heavy weapons I mean are dozens of kilograms of heavy equipment like our power armor." Sheldon still insisted on his opinion.
While the two were discussing, Fidel's assistant suddenly came over and whispered: "Sir, someone sent us a set of photos of the captured members of the 'Vulture' team, and he expressed that he wanted to make a deal with us."
Deal? Fidel immediately followed his assistant to the helicopter's radio station. Sheldon could only stand and watch the logistics technicians maintain the two damaged T-51A power armors.
A mechanic wearing goggles and gloves asked Sheldon: "What attacked you?"
"A terrible guy." Sheldon deadpanned.
The mechanic shook his head, pointed to the damaged armored power pack and said, "Look at the torn marks. I think you were bitten by something."
A bite?
Sheldon looked stunned, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have actually seen a four-legged creature when he was attacked!