death of hope

Chapter 782 "Savage Growth" (198) Death falls from the sky

The "DJ Soldier Bee" four-rotor drone painted in dark night camouflage quietly descended to an altitude of 50 meters under the cover of night.

This delicate gadget is no bigger than a pigeon, and weighs only two pounds including the battery and warhead.

The electric engine it is equipped with has the advantages of high speed, silence and low power consumption.

The drone paused for a moment at an altitude of 30 meters. The infrared radar locked the target and accelerated its dive.
The engine noise when running at full power is not obvious and sounds a bit like an oversized mosquito.

The sound announced the arrival of the little god of death, but the gangster boys did not flee in panic;

They know in their hearts that if they hide in the car, the drone will follow them in and start a mess.

The power of bombs in a confined space is doubled, and most importantly, the young master is implicated.

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Luan Tangzheng concentrated his energy and shot continuously at the blurry black figure in the sky.

Countless battlefield examples have proven that only professional anti-drone repeating shotguns or high-power electronic warfare equipment can effectively deal with these insidious gadgets.

It is almost an impossible task to shoot down a drone with non-professional firearms and ordinary ammunition. Even the Olympic shooting champion will have to worry.
However, the young sharpshooter, the gangster gangster, did this miracle,
The 9mm bullet hit one of the quadcopters. This ultra-light plastic structure will immediately disintegrate as soon as it is hit, causing it to fall out of control.

A Xu and A Biao were both dumbfounded. Just when they were about to shout "Niu Beer", they realized in despair;

More shadows, more death, are swooping down,

There is much more than just one drone.

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"Have it!"

A Xu reacted very quickly, lifted the deformed hood and hid underneath it, supported it with his strong arms and shouted:

"Hide in quickly! Hurry!"

A Biao was very close. He put his arms and legs together and rolled over.

Luantangzheng felt that he could not escape death even if he hid, so he might as well trust his marksmanship and fight to the death.
He replaced the last magazine and fired continuously into the sky;

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

"Woohoo! Another fight! My shooting skills are incredible!"

"Chaos! Hide in quickly!" A Xu shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice almost hoarse.

The sharp whistling sound of the wind passed by.
Under the control of the AI ​​system, the three drones abandoned the two men hiding under the hood and flew straight towards the shooter. ·
"Come on! Big mosquito! Suck my blood!"

Luan Tangzheng roared hysterically, emptied the magazine, and the moment the pistol was empty and hung up,

"Boom, boom, boom!" The three explosions were not as powerful as most people imagined.

In order to achieve the ultimate concealment, endurance and sensitivity of micro-suicide drones like this, the warhead charge is often only a few dozen grams of explosives.

Relying on the kinetic energy generated by the explosion, dozens or hundreds of small steel balls and small iron pieces are projected out, causing wide-area coverage and damage.

The high-speed flying fragments made numerous dents on the surface of the hood, and the bent and deformed metal plate happened to cover the sides.
A Xu and A Biao, who were hiding underneath, escaped. Only when the smoke dissipated a little and the sound of the drone could no longer be heard did they dare to poke their heads out to check;

"Chaotic cousin!"

"Chaos!"

The two anxiously called to their brothers, but received no answer.

Their throats were hoarse and their eyes were wet. Of course they knew what happened, but they just couldn't accept it.

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Since embarking on this dark road, the gang boys have lived a life of high risk and high reward.

The life they live is a thousand times more elegant than the workers on the assembly line who never see the light of day.
Wearing gold and silver, eating and drinking, racing on the streets, and spending your youth as much as you want with your brothers,

As for the price, they know it very well.

As long as you are messing around on the road, no matter you are the gangster or Ponyboy,
Often they don't die well, and they don't even leave their bodies intact.

Facing all kinds of tragic deaths, they have become a little numb.
Some people are still biting the bullet and boasting that they are hard-hearted and will never shed tears no matter how many people die.

However, when it came time to part ways with my brother, I still couldn't bear the heart-wrenching grief.

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A Xu pushed open the hood, and A Biao hurriedly climbed out and saw a heartbreaking scene:
In order to protect the unconscious young master, Luan Tangzheng blocked the broken car window with his body, holding the empty Glock automatic pistol in his hand.

He kept his promise and fought to the last bullet,
Dozens of steel balls and metal fragments penetrated the body, and the skin tissue was riddled with holes, some of which penetrated deep into the internal organs. The clothes were soaked, and the gushing blood even choked the throat...

"Rogue cousin!"

A Biao crawled over, trying in vain to perform artificial respiration, but A Xu grabbed him:
"It's useless, Luantang is dead..."

and we,
Still have to fight..."