The silver-white action box made of pure metal was lying quietly on the long table in front of Karl. The box was tightly fitted and as smooth as a mirror. The silver-white box was engraved with the bloody Holy Sword emblem of Vandro Academy.
He stretched out his right hand and gently touched the cool surface of the action box. Soon, Carl gently pressed a white button on the right edge of the box. "Click." A miniature keyboard popped out from the right side of the box.
Enter your student ID number and put your right index finger into the fingerprint verifier above the mini keyboard. Soon, when the identity verification was passed, a burst of mechanical operation suddenly came from the action box locked by eighteen smart lock cylinders.
sound.
"Click." The eighteen smart security locks were unlocked in sequence. Thirty seconds later, the closed lid suddenly jumped.
Standing in front of the action box sent to him by the academy, Karl slowly opened the box filled with weapons and ammunition.
These are two action boxes that the college just gave me along with the confidential document. They are equipment support provided by the college for students who go out to perform missions.
One is in his place, and the other is placed in Chu Zifeng's bedroom.
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Gently rubbing the shell of the bullet in his hand, Karl was not too surprised when he saw the silver-white warhead made entirely of silver products. After all, silver products have always been fatal to vampires.
He casually took out a piece of chewing gum and threw it into his mouth. Carl was chewing the gum while arranging his equipment.
After opening two boxes of bullets, slender armor-piercing bullets instantly covered the entire table. After filling the bullets into the clips one by one, Karl placed four fully loaded sniper rifle clips in his hand, one after another.
, and put it into the chest pocket of his black combat uniform.
After doing all this, Karl turned his attention to the CheyTac M200 sniper rifle lying quietly in the box.
The sniper rifle produced by the American company CheyTac has a barrel length of 736.6mm, a barrel length of 1,187.45mm, and an effective range of 2,100 meters. The more than 100 rounds of bullets in his hand are silver armor-piercing reinforced by the scientific research department of the college.
.bomb.
One bullet was enough to penetrate the bodies of more than a dozen blood servants.
It is also Carl’s favorite gun.
In the full action box, in addition to the CheyTac M200 sniper rifle, there are twelve pistol cartridges, eight grenades covered with silver beads, and a tactical knife that can cut iron like clay.
Flashlights, medical supplies, plasma and other urgently needed items are also available. The college even prepared some chewing gum containing a small amount of adrenaline for students.
Karl silently arranged his equipment.
Just after he adjusted the accuracy of the sniper rifle, Chu Zifeng, already fully clothed, appeared behind Karl.
"The Devil's Party's own people are participating in the competition. The Mingyuan Building is now under full martial law."
Karl, who was wiping his two Desert Eagles, raised his head slightly and soon focused all his thoughts on his beloved gun.
These are two silver desert eagles made by pure hand. Two soaring eagles are engraved on the handle of the gun. They feel excellent in the hand. The silver gun body does not feel cold to the touch, only warm.
This was a sixteen-year-old gift from his father, and it was also the most satisfying gift he had received so far.
Unlike the heirs of large families who are widely known to the world, Carl does not like luxury cars or yachts. It can be said that he does not like that kind of luxurious things.
Compared to those prosperous and splendid lives, he prefers to sit alone in the manor, read, draw and drink afternoon tea.
But because of his status, the gifts he received in the past were all luxury watches, luxury cars, and the like, among which a few works of art were the most eye-catching ones.
But these two Desert Eagles are the exception.
Karl, who has always given people a quiet and reserved impression, when he opened the gift box at the age of sixteen, his eyes were first attracted by the two silver guns.
Beautiful, handsome and mighty.
This was the adjective that flashed in Carl's mind when he saw these two silver desert eagles.
There wasn't much difference between him at the age of sixteen and now. He was calm and gentle, but green at best.
But when he gently touched the gift his father gave him, Karl's face showed a smile of joy like a child.
He likes them very much because they are handsome.
Well, this is something that is inevitable for every man.
And since he had a head-on confrontation with the devil party not long ago and used up all his bullets, he has never touched these two beloved objects and put them in the cabinet.
Tonight, I can use them again.
"The family sent me more specific news not long ago. There are about six demon party ability users in the Chu Group. The number of blood servants is unclear, but they are all locked up in the underground warehouse where your Chu Group stores goods. Keep it secret.
It is estimated to be more than two hundred."
After saying that, Karl turned his head and glanced at Chu Zifeng, who was standing silently behind him.
Seeing him with only a tactical knife on his back, like a Japanese ninja appearing in front of him, Karl was slightly startled, then shook his head with a wry smile.
"Do you like using cold weapons that much? Fortunately, I have someone specially prepare a well-calibrated rifle for you."
Chu Zifeng replied coldly.
"Not used to using guns."
"Of course, I don't like using knives that much, so it seems that we will be a good partner."
Carl loaded a box of bullets into the Desert Eagle. "Click." The sound of bullets being pushed into the barrel sounded. Carl pointed the gun at Chu Zifeng and smiled softly.
“A pleasure to work with.”
“A pleasure to work with.”
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While Chu Zifeng and Karl were preparing for tonight's bloody battle, Commissioner Huang was lying comfortably on the big bed in his bedroom, crossing his legs and happily talking about business.
Well, I also have a Danmei novel on hand.
Well, Commissioner Huang just found this from under his pillow. As for who put it in, I believe everyone on earth knows.
Lying on the extremely comfortable bed, Commissioner Huang talked about business with a happy face.
"I definitely won't be able to get it for you tonight. You also know that this batch of goods is not so easy to get."
The customer named Chu Fan immediately replied.
"It's okay, it's okay if you can't get it tonight. I'm not in a hurry to get that batch of goods. I just need to get them before next week."
"Then look at the price..."
"Brother, the price is high, don't go too far. After all, it's not easy for everyone to hang out. Let's leave some room for each other so that we can meet each other in the future."
"Okay then, I'll try my best to contact you, and besides..."
"What else?"
"Also, don't you dare to speak in such a drug-dealing tone! I live in the home of the city's criminal police captain now!"
Mr. Chu didn't reply to Huang Xiaobei's letter anymore. He probably went back to wait for news.
After talking about business, Commissioner Huang put down his cell phone with a guilty conscience.
In fact, if possible, he wouldn't want to do this.
Stealing Qianqian's fatness, this, this...
But in order to open his supermarket as soon as possible, he must make some preparations as soon as possible.
For example, get some start-up capital as early as possible, choose a location as early as possible, and contact suppliers as early as possible.
All these things require money, but he can basically be described as impoverished at present. If he doesn't think of some wrong ways, he probably won't be able to open a supermarket in his next life.
He can't possibly expect the college to give him money to open a supermarket, right?
Commissioner Huang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured to himself, "But maybe this is really the way to go."
Commissioner Huang raised his head slightly.
If things here in China are over, I will go to Professor Vlad and say this.
"Professor, I have decided to withdraw from our secret party. If you give me a pension of two hundred thousand dollars, we will pretend that we have never met."
"Thank God! Huang Xiaobei, you finally said something humane! No, no, two hundred thousand is not possible, I will give you five hundred thousand, I will give you five hundred thousand! Remember, never say anything to you
You graduated from our college, you can ask me to add 300,000 yuan to you as hush money, no problem!"
Commissioner Huang sighed sadly.
If he really announces his withdrawal from the secret party, it is estimated that all the teachers and professors who have taught him will quietly give him their pension funds, and then beat gongs and drums to send him away.
Haha, although you will definitely get a huge breakup fee by doing this, but...
Commissioner Huang slapped his forehead, but it was better not to do such a shameless thing. I would rather not do such a thing that hurts my self-esteem too much.
So, I have no choice but to fend for myself. You see, there is a good... what? For Karl, the head of the branch of the current day?
Let me go, you really believe it!
I just cheated on that card.
Commissioner Huang spread his hands and smiled miserably.
"The last minister of the Tianchao branch, I still don't know if he is still alive, so why am I rushing to become the next one? Bah! I really want to live for a few more years."
Alas, let's forget it, the situation forces me to spend money to buy Qianqian an exact replica, so that she doesn't know about it, and I won't feel so guilty.
Looking at the lightning and thunder outside the window, I don’t know when a heavy rain will come quietly.
Commissioner Huang closed the window and drew the curtains, then lay on the bed, took out his cell phone, and called Lao Wei who was far away in the hotel.
"Hey Lao Wei? Have you slept? Oh, you haven't slept. How about we make a big deal? What kind of deal? Oh, it's nothing. It's just stealing a loli's fat bits. I'm not crazy about that. I'm here.
I’m telling you this very seriously.”
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At 11:15 in the evening, with a thunder that resounded through the clouds - heavy rain began to fall.
Heavy rain fell all over the sky, and the dark clouds rendered the color of the rainwater as black as ink beads.
Muffled thunder sounded and linear lightning lit up the dark night as if the apocalypse was coming.
The downpour of rain silenced everything.
The whole city was shrouded in cold heavy rain.
To the northwest of Chu Group, 1,500 meters away, is the tallest skyscraper tourist building in the city - Yinhui Building.
This is also one of the city's landmark buildings, about 298 meters high. Standing at the top, you can have a panoramic view of the entire city.
On the rooftop of the top floor of Yinhui, a figure wearing a black raincoat has been waiting here for a long time.
He sat in the heavy rain, holding the CheyTac M200 sniper rifle tightly in his arms.
With his back against the wall of the rooftop of a high-rise building, Carl's right leg was half-crossed, his left leg stood up, chewing gum in his mouth silently, and waited quietly.
Big black raindrops fell from his hood and hit his raincoat. All he got in return was Karl's motionless eyes.
The area around the rooftop was already filled with rainwater, and even Karl's waterproof boots were soaked with rainwater.
In Nuoda's world, there are only the sounds of rain, wind, and muffled thunder covering the world, and there are also the alarms of several private cars due to the heavy rain.
Raising his head slightly, watching the big black raindrops falling rapidly from the clouds, Karl wiped the rain off his face, withdrew his gaze, and continued to sit quietly in the rain alone.
Motionless in the heavy rain, he looked like a lifeless statue.
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The wireless channel was quiet, and only a slight noise and the sound of rain could be heard, but what was certain was that the person was moving at high speed at the moment.
Holding the pure black sniper rifle in his arms tightly with his right hand, Karl stretched out his left hand to wipe the raindrops on his sunglasses, and then looked at the time on the watch on his right hand.
It is now eleven thirty-five. He arrived at this location twenty minutes ago. Chu Zifeng set off fifteen minutes earlier than him. However, his task was very complicated. He wanted to disperse the communication jammers in Chu Zifeng.
Every corner of the group was completely cut off from communication.
As time passed, more and more rain accumulated on the rooftop, almost reaching his trouser legs.
Karl frowned slightly.
"It should be almost done."
As soon as Karl finished speaking, the man's cold voice sounded on the wireless channel.
"That's it."
Karl smiled slightly.
"receive."
The next moment, Karl stood up suddenly, held the CheyTac M200 sniper rifle tightly in his hand, and pointed the dark and long muzzle at the Chu Group 1,500 meters away.
Extremely standard shooting movements, a patient sniper genius, and more importantly, Karl took off the sunglasses he wears all the time.
The blue magic eyes looked through the scope and accurately saw every scene and thing in the Chu Group.
Keeping your eyes on the sight, you see the guy on the top floor of the Chu Group building, wearing a black combat uniform and carrying only a long knife.