Chapter 886 The Battle of Los Angeles

On the streets of Los Angeles, Venice Avenue, alarm bells and gunshots came and went.

Police have cordoned off the street while almost the entire force of the surrounding area was deployed to the site of the attack.

However, this did not change the decline of the Los Angeles police——

"...their firepower is too strong! We need backup!"

"SWAT is on the way, hold on!"

"Damn, what are our snipers doing!!!" Brad shrank behind the car, restraining his frenzied heartbeat, and seized the opportunity to return fire with his pistol.

However, in the face of those unknown weapons armed to the teeth, the bullets of m1911 are like scratching an itch. Unless they hit the head or legs, they will not cause substantial damage at all! Brad seriously suspected that those people were wearing dragon scale armor, or at least the same level of body armor!

As for the Los Angeles police, Brad didn't expect them to be of any help at all.

The standard equipment of the Los Angeles police is a Glock pistol, and there are at most one or two shotguns. The state legislature has never approved the request for the Los Angeles police to be equipped with automatic weapons. So in some American blockbusters, you can often see the police being overwhelmed by the gangsters' automatic fire... before the SWAT tactical team arrives.

An office building eight hundred meters away.

On the roof of this sixty-story building, it is enough to overlook the entire Venice Avenue.

A soldier who covered his face with a black hood, only showing his eyes, mouth and nose, was lying on the edge of the roof, methodically adjusting the sniper rifle in his hand. Next to him lay an observer, with a telescope in his hand, locked on the street that was in chaos.

"At three o'clock, 871 meters, two targets."

"receive."

Three seconds later, the sniper pulled the trigger.

Next to the air vent not far behind the two, there were two corpses lying quietly. From the logos on their clothes, it could be seen that they belonged to the FBI...

Whoosh—

At the moment when he heard the sound of the bullet piercing through the air, Brad watched helplessly as his comrade was hit in the head by the bullet, and the brain mixed with blood spilled all over the ground like tofu brain.

His thinking stalled.

Fear climbed into the brain like poison, but the discomfort didn't last long. In the next moment, his consciousness was roughly pulled out of his body by the bullet that fell from the sky.

The FBI and CIA agents, who were tightly suppressed behind the bunker by automatic weapons, died one after another under the muzzle of sniper rifles. Twelve militants wearing black combat uniforms divided into three groups, kept firing alternately, and surrounded the embassy in the direction of the new country.

The Los Angeles police were suppressed behind the police car, and there was no chance to stick their heads out and fight back.

Fortunately, SWAT was as responsive as ever.

Four police helicopters quickly arrived at the battlefield, and the SWAT, also armed in black, was quickly roped down on the road after the helicopter stopped. Equipped with automatic weapons, their firepower is far beyond that of the Los Angeles police, but...

boom--!

Two shots were fired.

A sniper bullet hit the concrete road, and another hit the propeller bearing of the helicopter, sparking dazzling sparks. The helicopter hovering above the road swayed violently and crashed into the building on the side of the road. The propeller sliced ​​towards the concrete wall like a rolled blade. The SWAT special forces that hadn't landed on the ground, like grasshoppers on a rope, crashed into the building together with the helicopter.

While shooting down the helicopter, the sniper also exposed his coordinates.

"Enemy sniper found, coordinates..."

"Received, on the way."

The SWAT special forces that landed on the road immediately started a firefight with unknown armed forces.

The firepower of the two sides is equal, but in terms of tactics, these experienced special forces are actually a bit shorter than those unknown armed forces.

At this moment, a modified van rushed out of the underground garage next to it, and the remote-controlled machine gun inserted on the top unleashed fierce firepower in the direction of SWAT and police cars. The policemen lying behind the police car could only watch helplessly as unknown armed forces rushed into the embassy.

"Heavy machine gun! God, it's a heavy machine gun! Hell, how did they transport this thing into Los Angeles?!" Clenching the pistol tightly, a policeman yelled in a trembling voice with a look of fear on his face.

"This is SWAT, the opponent is equipped with heavy firepower, requesting support. Repeat..." The SWAT captain leaned against the back of the bunker, gasping for help from the headquarters.

Support is already on the way.

The Los Angeles police have dispatched all SWAT members to Venice Avenue in Los Angeles in armored vehicles equipped with heavy weapons. Unfortunately, however, they were stuck in traffic on their way to Venice Avenue.

Exactly the same as the explosion that occurred at the gate of the embassy of the new country, the other party detonated bombs on various traffic arteries leading to Venice Avenue, completely paralyzing the surrounding roads. The fleeing vehicles didn't care about traffic rules and emergency lanes, and crashed into a ball on the road. What's more, the casualties caused by the explosion itself are not as good as the traffic accidents caused by the chain effect...

In the past ten years or so, the United States has encountered many terrorist attacks and shooting incidents, but this is the first time that it has exchanged fire with terrorists with such powerful firepower—no, it is absolutely impossible for them to be innocent The terrorists are more like battle-tested mercenaries!

...

In Area 51, Nevada, the alarm bells blared inside the military base.

Jiang Chen, who activated optical invisibility, stood on the roof of the radar station, looking in the direction of the airport. Two F35 fighter jets left the hangar, drove onto the runway, and scrambled to the distance. On the tarmac, next to the Osprey helicopter, about fifty heavily armed army soldiers have assembled.

The entire military base moved, but there was no sense of chaos.

It can be seen that the riots did not come from inside the base, but from outside the base.

After clarifying this point, Jiang Chen's hanging heart gradually relaxed.

Just two minutes ago, he thought he had been spotted. Facing the encirclement and suppression of the entire military base, without taking out the power armor that may expose his identity, he really has no certainty of retreating.

But the relaxed state didn't last long, and his brows were tightly furrowed again.

Even the military base was alarmed, presumably the scale of the riot was not small. It is foreseeable that the highway from Nevada to California is bound to be blocked. Even if the road is not blocked, a temporary checkpoint will be set up. However, Jiang Chen's current identity is not convenient for the police to interrogate.

Then don't take the road? Straight across the desert?

It is theoretically possible, but just now, the fighter jets have taken off.

At this time, it is almost impossible to drive a car across the desert. Regardless of how dark the sky is and how wide the desert is, an off-road vehicle with a roaring engine is as bright as a bright light on the pilot's thermal imager. Jiang Chen wouldn't be lucky enough to think that those pilots just didn't look at the thermal imager.

Is it hiding here tonight?

This is even more unrealistic.

It's even harder to get out of here when it's daylight.

Just when Jiang Chen was in a rare emergency, Zhu Yu's phone call came through his watch.

Jiang Chen was taken aback, and immediately connected the phone.

However, to his surprise, an unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang Chen."

An ominous premonition crept into his heart, Jiang Chen frowned.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." There was a triumphant smile in the man's voice, he paused for a moment, and then continued, "I think we need to have a good talk." (To be continued.) Enable new url