Chapter 775 Remnants of the Void
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Recommended reading: Jiang Chen and Garrett looked at each other for the explosion sound from outside, and both of them could see the seriousness in their eyes.
"I'll take a look outside." Garrett loaded the rifle, "If something unexpected happens..."
"Approved to fire, hold the entrance."
Garrett took a deep breath and nodded.
"clear."
After finishing speaking, he adjusted the power of the mechanical exoskeleton to the maximum, and at the same time adjusted the power hub of his own titanium alloy skeleton to the limit, and rushed towards the entrance of the archway at a speed no less than that of a car.
Looking at the direction Garrett left, Jiang Chen frowned slightly.
In fact, as early as the moment he set off from Koro Island, he expected that someone might follow. Not to mention that several major victorious countries coveted golden apples, even ancient families like the Rothschilds showed undisguised greed for the root of the power of the Third Reich.
Even if you can't get black technology from it, you can still listen to future people's insights on history. Compared with the former, it can even be said that the latter is more attractive. Even though the butterfly effect has blown history to bits and pieces, one of the three camps has declared bankruptcy and the other is stillborn. The only remaining one only kept its influence at the level of the military alliance, but did not go deeper.
Even so, the history known to people in the future can also be used as a reference for future development here. Imminent problems can be avoided, and potential dangers can be contained in the cradle. Although this kind of political and economic foresight cannot be accurate to a certain field or industry, it is enough for the big shots in power!
However, they still didn't understand what a golden apple was.
They are not communicating with future people at all, but more powerful existences.
Those who entered the void have existed for an unknown amount of time. They may live only one second longer than the people in the last days, or they may live tens of thousands of years longer than the lifespan of the earth.
To physical beings, they are purely quantum ghosts.
As for ghosts, the concept of death does not exist...
Stepped into the basement,
Jiang Chen saw it, a computer.
That's right, it is indeed a computer, although it is as big as a small house, and the tube exposed outside the case is as thick as an arm.
If Jiang Chen remembers correctly, the earliest computer was born in 1946, and in this year, World War II had already ended.
"Is it the lost black technology? Is it just these things?"
Muttering to himself, Jiang Chen walked towards the house. If these are the only secrets hidden here, it can only be said that his journey of more than two weeks was completely wasted on a meaningless tombstone.
But the moment he stepped into the room, the signal light on the machine suddenly lit up.
The red lights were turned on one by one, and the power system hidden somewhere supplied power to the machine. The ear-piercing hum made Jiang Chen take two steps back, but soon returned to normal...
In other words, it's completely abnormal.
When the hoarse electric sound sounded, Jiang Chen's eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell into a complete stupor.
"Hello, compatriots on the B World Line... I'm glad to be able to reconnect with you..."
Jiang Chen made a mistake on one point.
This shit is not a computer at all, but a walkie-talkie that spans dimensions...
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boom--!
A dozen rounds of 40mm rifle grenades passed through the blizzard, and dense explosions covered the entrance of the fortress in an instant, bursting the billowing snow.
Mixed with cold ice chips, the milky white smoke engulfed the nine "sea lions" at the door in an instant.
"Confirm the kill." Observing the disappearance of the heat source from the thermal imaging, the leader said to Mai on his lips.
"Enter the bunker."
"Received." The leader reached out and tapped his helmet, ending the communication.
At the same time, on the opposite snow slope, Ba Dao's figure in arctic camouflage uniform stood up and approached the entrance of the fortress with a rifle in his hand.
The face is tightly covered, there is no national flag on the arm, and even the rifle is wrapped in white cloth strips.
Judging from their tactics and smooth movements, these people are obviously not rookies. If they are not some country's special forces, they must be experienced mercenaries.
However, although the "sea lion" is unknown internationally, it is not a vegetarian!
In front of the eight rifles with thermal imaging turned on, the moment they stepped into the snow covered by white mist, the gunshot rang out suddenly.
The orange-yellow trajectory tore through the smoke, and before they even had time to lie down, the eight mercenaries were beaten into sieves by the "sea lions" that had been prepared.
The defense of the mechanical exoskeleton is not a joke. Although the grenade caught everyone off guard, at most it caused minor injuries to a few unlucky guys, and it was not a serious problem at all.
The vanguard was completely wiped out, and the unidentified armed forces that ambushed the sea lions were caught off guard, but they quickly reacted, and several firepower points immediately tilted their firepower towards the entrance of the fortress.
"Damn! Where did these guys come from!" A sea lion threw himself behind the snowdrift, took over the mobile bunker thrown by his comrades, and slammed it into the ground.
The tripod was nailed into the snow, and the alloy plate was unfolded upwards, blocking the front of the sea lion.
The other soldiers also dispersed, set up a bunker at the entrance of the fortress, set up their rifles and began to fight back.
The freezing temperature made the sound of the guns start to become unpleasant.
In such ghostly weather, the trajectory of the bullets was abnormally erratic, and they flew willfully along with the howling blizzard. The trajectory dragged by the tracer bullets draws unpredictable arcs in the open space between the two sides. Even the Ripper assault rifles in the hands of the "sea lions" can't get any benefits.
The opposite side has a complete advantage in numbers. Judging from the information fed back by the life radio device, there are at least a hundred people on the opposite side, which is more than ten times that of the sea lions! On the other hand, the sea lions win in terms of equipment, whether it is heat source shielding or the bulletproof ability of the mechanical exoskeleton.
"Damn it! Keynes, what's going on outside! Who are they?" Having already run to the door of the bunker, Garrett quickly entered a fighting state, leaning against the door while fighting back, while shouting in the communication screen.
The man named Cairns was the vice-captain of the Sea Lion Special Forces, but at the moment he was also at a loss as to who was calling from the other side.
"I want to know too! But I think we will only have a chance to know if we win!"
"There are too many of them! If they get around our flank, we'll be in trouble! And we don't know if they have reinforcements!" a sea lion roared.
"I wish I hadn't—"
call out--!
Suddenly, a scream interrupted the man's words, and an explosion sounded in the formation, and the crushed snow caught Garrett and the others' faces all by surprise. Fortunately, there were no casualties.
"Bah——, Shet, aren't they afraid of blowing up an avalanche?"
Just as he was talking, another mortar bomb hit him!
The explosion caused a lot of trouble for the sea lion, but fortunately, because of the blizzard, the opponent's shells basically fell into the empty space.
But in the long run, sooner or later their good luck will run out.
Garrett didn't panic, he captured the position of the enemy unit from the life signal detection device, and calmly gave instructions to the team.
"Keynes, you take two people to go around from the side. Leon, you go to the small hill in the direction of 4 o'clock, and take your sniper rifle. The rest of you, stay here with me! Tell them with our guns, Who is the real elite!"
"clear!"
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(The cold is much better, it will break out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!) (To be continued.)
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