There was a burst of yelling in the communication channel. All the team members were wearing night vision goggles and were suddenly exposed to strong light. Even though their night vision goggles were of excellent quality, they burned out instantly.
"Fire!"
"retreat!"
Sanchez directly shouted two instructions. The situation at this time was obviously that the opponent was prepared, and we were caught off guard at this time, so we had to retreat first.
Because after everyone took off their night vision goggles, they couldn't see clearly what was going on around them, so they could only shoot in the direction of the strong light.
Shooting is a cover-up action, and it is also an action to embolden oneself.
For a moment, gunfire erupted in the area.
Ten minutes later, Sanchez and Stark were a little desperate because as they retreated, they were blocked by two powerful firepowers.
This caused the people who had evacuated the fastest to fall into a pool of blood in an instant. Fortunately, someone discovered that as long as they did not cross a certain position, the powerful firepower platform at the rear would not fire on them.
Sanchez arranged for people to fire grenades, hoping to destroy the opponent's powerful firepower platform, or at least make the opponent misfire.
Unfortunately, after the smoke of gunfire passed, they were brutally attacked by a powerful firepower platform. The location where the rifle grenades were launched was plowed by bullets and grenades, and the team members there were extremely dead.
Sanchez then led the remaining team members to attack forward, but there were also two fires, which caused them to lose some more teammates.
But the location they were in was completely enveloped by the strong light from the sky, and everyone was exposed.
In just a few minutes of fighting, half of the team was lost.
The commando team Sanchez brought this time consisted of 12 people, and Stark's action team had 6 people. Now there are only 7 people in the commando team, and 2 people in the action team.
"Sanchez, we are surrounded, cease fire and surrender." Stark's eyes got used to the bright light, and he tried to look outside the bright light.
Vaguely, I saw not only two fire platforms in front of me, but also two tall figures similar to fire platforms on the left and right sides.
Obviously, the left and right sides are also firepower platforms, but because our side did not break out and fire at the left and right sides just now, it did not trigger the other side to fire.
Sanchez probably saw something. In fact, he vaguely guessed something.
He had just come down from the Persian battlefield and had seen the violent combat power of the US army's own combat robots.
The attack on the two fire platforms at the rear just now was similar to when the combat robot was attacked by the Persians.
"All ceasefire!"
Sanchez shouted this knowingly. There were a total of eight combat robots on the opponent's front, rear, left, and right. With a small number of them, no heavy weapons, and being exposed to the light, they were 100% ready for abuse.
Sanchez lay on the ground, looked at Stark, and asked: "Man, is this what you said, just an ordinary industrial park?"
Stark lay on the ground sideways, showing a helpless smile, and said: "Although I know that he owns the most powerful robot company in the world, that company is far away in Tang Dynasty."
Sanchez looked around, heartbroken for the death of his men. If it hadn't been for the strong light, which made it difficult to see clearly for a while, he would have stopped resisting as soon as he saw the combat robot.
That way, my brothers will not die in vain.
"We have ceased fire, why haven't they moved?" Sanchez looked at the quiet battlefield with some surprise.
Stark thought for a while and said, "Let me shout."
"We surrender, and we hope to be treated as prisoners of war." Stan shouted loudly.
"Everyone should disarm themselves, including knives, and then stand up and move forward."
As soon as Stark's voice fell, a voice echoed around him.
Sanchez said on the communication channel: "Brothers, do as the other party asks, and don't do stupid things. I don't want anyone to sleep here again."
After he finished speaking, he stood up first, threw the gun, spurs, grenades, etc. on the spot, and then walked forward.
Sanchez raised his hands high and walked out of the bright light area of the battlefield, pausing for a moment to let his eyes adjust again.
Then he saw two big guys that were obviously combat robots not far away, and he suddenly took a breath.
Compared with the US Army's own, these two combat robots are more domineering.
This kind of combat robot has thick four legs, and its body seems to be divided into multiple layers. Each layer seems to be some kind of powerful weapon launch box.
The bottom is a cuboid with a length of about one meter in front and back of six layers. Each layer is about 10 centimeters in height. There are at least 8 holes on the front, just like a missile launch box.
But with this length and size, it makes people think that rockets are more likely.
Above these six layers of launch boxes, there are another six layers, each layer is round and looks like a turret, because there is really a thick and short barrel with a caliber of about 120 mm on the front.
But there are no such circles of turrets, giving people the feeling of stacked round towers.
On top of this round tower is a cube that seems to be sealed, but I don't know what it does.
The entire height seems to be about two meters.
The robot currently looks like it has two mechanical arms, which look thicker than the Mi Army's own, but seem to be very flexible.
The front ends of the two arms are six-barreled machine guns. The rain of bullets just now should have been caused by these two machine guns.
Sanchez watched in surprise when a black man walked over. He was wearing a camouflage uniform. It seemed that he should be a security guard from the Iron Guard Security Company.
He didn't even have a gun, and looked serious, "You carry weapons and trespass into private property without permission. You need to bear corresponding responsibilities. Now please follow me."
"Hey, brother, we ask you to abide by the Geneva Convention and give our prisoners of war the treatment they deserve." Stark came up and said.
The black man glanced at Stark coldly and said: "What you did tonight was an invasion of Nansudan, trespassing on private property, and robbers. It was not a formal war with us.
In addition, as a final warning, you are not allowed to speak from now on. If you do not comply, you will bear all the consequences yourself."
When he said these words, the remaining members of the American commando team had already walked up to him, and two huge robots walked over flexibly.
The remaining personnel fell silent immediately, looking at the two extremely oppressive steel behemoths, no one wanted to protest at this time.
Stark made a gesture of sealing his mouth, and then silently followed Sanchez. A group of nine people followed the black man through the dense forest, and then came to a square factory building.
At this time, several more black security guards appeared, but these people were all carrying guns, and the guns looked compact and avant-garde.
Based on Sanchez's experience, this firearm is something he has never seen before.
For a moment, he began to panic. He felt that the more things he saw, the more he would be unable to leave here.
Sanchez looked back at Stark and seemed to see something in the other's eyes. Their eyes collided for a moment, and it seemed that he understood that the other person and him were thinking about being together.
Stark wanted to speak, but when he thought of what the black man had just said, he opened his mouth and swallowed his voice instantly.
The group of people walked into the factory silently under the supervision of several security guards, and were then taken to separate rooms.
Only one person was allowed to enter each room, and nine people were escorted into the room one by one.
Sanchez looked at the room. It was only about four or five square meters in size. The walls were white, but they seemed to be made of some special material instead of ordinary white walls.
The overhead lights are embedded in the ceiling, making the whole room very bright. There is a rectangular table in the center of the room.
The panic in Sanchez's heart became more and more intense. When he turned around, he saw that the door was closed.
"shit!"
This place looks a bit like a simple operating room, although there is nothing in the room.
Sanchez did not dare to sit on the central stage. Instead, he found a corner and sat with his knees crossed. His mind was very confused.
The operation we participated in this time was just to capture a scientist and businessman. However, the operation failed in the blink of an eye, and half of his teammates died.
Now that I'm being held here, I'm afraid the rear headquarters still doesn't know what's going on, right?