With a heavy closing sound, the factory's power switch was pulled down, and the power supply was restored again. All the factory buildings and some pilot lights all lit up.
Yu Zhiqian felt that the light was a bit dazzling, so he took off the night vision goggles. He was a little surprised that these black people actually knew the location of the switch. But the most important thing now was not this, but finding a way to cut off the power in the factory.
Yu Zhiqian didn't even know the location of the switch. He asked Kale to cut off the power in the factory. He didn't have time to find the location of the switch. All he could do was turn off the light bulbs one by one. Without the cover of the night, Yu Zhiqian could easily expose himself. The location and the area illuminated by lights are very dangerous.
After the lights came on, Powers breathed a sigh of relief. He took his weapon and, under the full protection of his four men, walked into a factory and checked the bodies on the ground: "Put everyone on the ground." They all gathered together and searched each room for me, but I couldn’t believe that they couldn’t find anyone!”
Powers didn't know that when he said this, Yu Zhiqian was not far in front of the factory door. He heard it clearly. He rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind. After taking a few steps back, , found an unlit path and went around to another factory not far away, where Yu Zhiqian was ready to catch all the black people.
When the enemy is outnumbered and his own numbers are at an absolute disadvantage, he needs to rely on external forces. Without reinforcements, Yu Zhiqian can only rely on himself. Fortunately, when he was climbing ice and snow in the northern hemisphere, what he learned most was making traps. After all, the winter in the north is The mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and resources cannot be delivered. If you want to make some tooth sacrifices, you need to rely on your own hands to work hard to create them.
First, he turned off all the lights in the factory, and then pulled out a fishing line from a silver bracelet on his wrist. This bracelet was given to him by his old squad leader, with a fifty-meter fishing line wrapped around it. The entire bracelet is hollow and has a switch that can be pulled out when needed.
Making a booby trap rope is not just an ordinary thin wire or rope. In addition to special trip mines and booby trap ropes, fishing line is the best choice. It has strong toughness and high transparency, and can be easily observed without paying attention. If so, it's hard to find.
Yu Zhiqian has run out of grenades, but he can use the waste products in the factory to make some simple disgusting things, some simple bear and pig traps. Although they may not kill people, they can undermine the confidence of black people.
In three minutes, Yu Zhiqian made two simple trigger mechanisms, jumped up hard, and climbed onto a machine, waiting for the black man to come over and die. However, when Yu Zhiqian touched the factory machine, he discovered some problems. .
The machine is full of rust. Although Yu Zhiqian did not go to college, he still went to junior high school. There should not be rust everywhere on a frequently used machine, especially the gears that have rusted together and cannot be used at all.
After checking several machines in succession, they were all stained with rust and looked no different from scrapped machines. Yu Zhiqian also found a German-printed manufacturing date on one machine, 1950. The machine was already sixty-seven years old. This thing should be in a scrap yard, waiting to be processed, not in a working factory.
"has a problem!"
Yu Zhiqian felt that there was a problem in the factory, and it was a big problem. However, the black people were already approaching the factory, and they could hear the footsteps and shouts of the black people from any distance. Yu Zhiqian didn't have time to think too much, so he climbed onto a machine. He squatted half-crouched, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at the door of the factory.
"Why are the lights in this factory turned off?" Bowers looked at the dark factory building, which exuded a dangerous atmosphere, and patted the men beside him: "You guys go in, take a look, and turn on the lights for me. !”
"Yes, head!"
The four black men did not hesitate, and there were more than 20 companions behind them. With a large number of people, there was no need to worry about being attacked by ghosts. They stood in a row and walked into the factory with weapons raised.
There is a circle of light-transmitting glass under the surrounding roof of the factory building, which allows some moonlight to shine through. After entering the factory building, the black man leaned against the wall and stretched his hands everywhere to find the switches of the circuit.
"You are the one!"
Yu Zhiqian did not choose to kill the black man who was about to find the switch. Instead, he aimed at the black man at the furthest position. The moment Yu Zhiqian pulled the trigger, the black man who was close to the switch pressed the button to turn on the light.
"boom!"
With a crisp gunshot, the black man behind him fell to the ground, and the lights in the factory also turned on at the same time. After Yu Zhiqian fired, he jumped directly from the machine. The black man in front of the factory door saw A black shadow flashed from a high place, and the black man who turned on the light was so frightened by the gunshot that he lay on the ground. After a few seconds, he touched his body and found that he had not been shot. He immediately stood up excitedly. He stood up like crazy.
Before he could tell his relatives and friends about his happiness, the black man felt a pain in his head and fell to the ground weakly. Yu Zhiqian looked at the black man who fell on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, almost I was stepped into a trap by this idiot.
"He's inside, kill him!" Powers also saw Yu Zhiqian's dark shadow flashing past, and immediately shouted excitedly. It was obvious that this person was the so-called ghost sniper.
"It's not a ghost sniper, he's a mercenary, he's in the factory, everybody, get on, get on, kill this guy!"
Bowles was very excited. All he had to do was confirm the location. He was afraid that if you didn't come out, he would kill you if you came out. After hearing the order, the rest of the black people's expressions relaxed. It's not a ghost, not a ghost, it's a servant. soldiers.
These black people are not afraid of mercenaries. When they were rebels in Namibia, they often fought with illegal mercenaries. What they are afraid of is just ghosts that come and go without a trace.
"Come on, come on, come to the bowl!" Yu Zhiqian looked at the black militants who rushed in, flashed a look of excitement, moved his position slightly, and then knocked hard on the machine next to him , making a huge noise, which was heard by the black people who rushed in.
Like sharks that smelled blood, they all rushed towards the source of the sound in an instant, while Powers was still at the entrance of the factory, paying attention to both sides of the factory, so as to prevent Yu Zhiqian from escaping from the side.
"Ajibalue!"
"Ajibalue!"
When the black people were shouting and rushing over, the black man walking in the front touched a fishing line under his feet, but he only felt a stumble under his feet. He didn't feel much. He continued to move forward, but on his side, a A huge shadow suddenly enveloped him and the other black people behind him.
An iron plate fell straight down from the side at a very fast speed, directly pinning the five black men underneath. It was unclear whether they died or not, but it was certain that they would be seriously injured even if they were not dead.
After the trap was triggered, Yu Zhiqian suddenly rushed out from behind the bunker not far away. The AK in his hand was adjusted to sweep, and he pulled the trigger at the black man who was still in a daze. He firmly stabilized the gun body with his left hand and kept the gun firing. Stable, in just five seconds, all twenty-eight bullets were fired.
Then he rolled violently on the ground, rolled back, leaned against the wall, threw away the empty magazine, replaced it with a new one, and loaded the bullet again.
