Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 453 The Most Perfect Biological Weapon

"Oleg, have you forgotten that the Boss is also a Cossack?"

Seeing Oleg's conflicted look, Andrei couldn't help but poke him with his elbow.

Yup!

The Boss himself is a Cossack, this was acknowledged by General Alexei himself!

In this way, even if he becomes a private soldier of the group, he will not be considered to have left the Cossacks, and he can also get more benefits. What is there to hesitate about?

Oleg's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately said: "Boss, Oleg's team will not let you down!"

Now that Oleg has expressed his opinion, the rest of the team will naturally have no objection, and... new equipment, who doesn't want to use it? The benefits are far inferior to those of Gauss weapons, not to mention that you can get a salary increase and use new weapons and equipment. Anyone who refuses is a fool.

"Very good, change your clothes. From now on, apart from the tasks assigned by me, all you need to do is guard the laboratory. You don't need to worry about anything else."

Sean nodded in satisfaction, feeling relieved. If Oleg and the others had refused...

This kind of thing must not be known to anyone outside at present. Only the dead can keep their mouths shut!

He really didn't want this Cossack squad that had followed him for the longest time to disappear just like that.

His wings are not yet full enough and his body is not strong enough. Once these things are known to the outside world, it will cause him a lot of trouble.

……

Buenos Aires, Argentina's Capitol, on the 300th floor of the underground laboratory, the rejuvenated Nazi Princess Gudrun is staring intently at the monster in the glass case in front of her.

Yes, it is not wrong to say that the thing in there is a monster. It was 2.5 meters tall, with knotty muscles all over its body, blue-gray skin, no hair on its body, and its facial features were all squeezed together, twisted and ugly. Its eyes were closed and it was wearing a leather jacket. Even through the glass cover, it still made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Leader, this is the new generation of biological weapon we created. I named it - Ultimate Warrior!"

A young man in a white coat next to Gudron said with a frightening enthusiasm: "It is a perfect masterpiece. It will not go crazy. It is completely controlled by the chip and can perfectly complete all our instructions. Moreover... it can also operate all existing weapons!"

"Are these things prepared for it, Uncle Schmidt?"

Gudron pointed at the weapons on the weapon rack next to him and asked. On it was hung a 105.2㎜RPG-29 shoulder-fired individual rocket launcher and four tandem hollow charge armor-piercing warheads. On the table below, there was also a powerful weapon.

M61A1 "Vulcan" airborne cannon!
Commonly known as the six-barreled Gatling Vulcan cannon!

The M61A1 Vulcan aircraft cannon is a 20mm caliber Gatling gun developed by General Dynamics. This cannon is characterized by being able to fire up to 6000 rounds of standard M50 ammunition per minute, with extremely high rate of fire and good reliability. It is widely equipped on active fighter jets of the US military. The design principle of the Gatling gun is that while the barrel is rotating, each barrel is in a different firing phase, thereby achieving high firing and extremely high firing density. The six barrels of the M61A1 Vulcan cannon share the entire firing cycle, so under the same number of firings, its barrel life is six times that of a single-barrel gun. This design not only increases the firing speed, but also achieves the goal of reducing barrel temperature and abrasion during high-speed shooting by rotating multiple barrels, ensuring the durability and service life of the barrel.

It also has a resounding nickname - Hand of God!
This thing was originally installed on fighter jets!
For example, the F-16 and F-22 fighter jets are equipped with this thing, but it doesn't say that this thing can't be carried by hand. Although the design and structure do not allow for a handheld version, that is to say, this thing has no handle, but it doesn't say that we can't modify it ourselves. Look at this M61A1 placed on the table. The ring on the head is added for the convenience of handholding.

There is also an oversized box underneath, which contains the ammunition for this powerful weapon. Well, it is enough for this thing to keep pulling the trigger and firing for a few seconds.

"Of course, Leader. It can control all modern weapons. This is the killer weapon we prepared for it!"

Schmidt's face was flushed. This was the result of their hard work over the years. They had been researching biological weapons for decades. This was the latest generation, the final product that had just been made. If nothing unexpected happened, it would also be the most perfect generation!
"Uncle Schmidt, our laboratory in the Sahara Desert has been activated. According to our investigation, it was taken over by a group called RODS FROM GOD. It's a good opportunity to verify our achievements over the past few decades."

Gudron stared at the monster in the glass cover with flickering eyes. Nazi things are not so easy to take.

"Of course, it's ready for use. Long live the Nazis!"

Schmidt said with a fanatical look on his face.

"Heil Nazi!"

……

Griechenbesidi music-themed bar in the city center of Vienna, Austria, is known as one of the most passionate bars in the world. It is located in Vienna, Austria, on an ancient alley and is one of the oldest pubs in Austria. This bar is famous for its historical background and music culture, and has attracted many celebrities such as Beethoven, Schubert, Goethe and the Iron Chancellor Bismarck. The signatures they left on the walls of the pub bear witness to the historical and cultural value of Griechenbesidi. In addition, listening to the floating "Heroic Symphony" in Griechenbesidi at dusk makes people feel that the long-buried passion in their hearts is stimulated, which shows that this bar is not only a place for drinking, but also an art space full of music and cultural atmosphere.

But tonight there were a few uninvited guests here. A van slowly stopped at the door of the bar, and several sturdy men jumped out of the car and walked straight into the bar.

The security personnel at the door saw that these people did not look like guests who came to drink and listen to music, and they looked like they were up to no good, so they immediately wanted to step forward to stop them. However, they did not expect that the leading man directly pulled out a HK MP7 submachine gun from his arms and started shooting at them.

Da da da da…

The security guards never expected that the other party would open fire without saying a word. They were shot to pieces on the spot, blood splattered on their bodies, and they fell to the ground with a thud.

"I don't like to listen to nonsense."

Several men walked in with expressionless faces, as if they were not the ones who had just fired the gun and killed people. The leading man who had just fired the gun even changed the magazine.

"Gentlemen, do you have a reservation?"

As soon as we entered the bar, a waiter came up to us and politely asked several men what happened. Because there was music playing in the bar and the volume of the MP7 was low, the people inside had no idea that a shooting had just occurred outside.

"We are here to look for someone. Could you tell me which box Mr. Len von Habsburg is in, ma'am?"

The leading man took a step forward with a polite smile on his face.

Upon hearing this, the waiter looked the man up and down. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, had a strong build, and had younger brothers following him. He didn't look like an elite from the upper class. Instead, he looked like a gang member. How could such a person be related to the prince of the Habsburg family?
"I'm sorry, sir. We need to be responsible for the privacy of our guests. Could you please contact Mr. Habsburg in person?"

The waiter still had a professional smile on his face and spoke without making a single mistake, but the implication was very obvious: if you really know the person, please call him yourself. If you don't call him, then I can't tell you.

In Vienna, there are too many people who want to be associated with the Habsburg family, but not everyone can be received. "Really? That's a pity, ma'am."

The leading man was not annoyed when he heard this, but just shook his head in disappointment. Then he took out the MP7 that had just been reloaded from his pocket and pointed it at the other party and asked: "So now, can you take us there?"

"what--!"

When the waiter saw the other party pull out a gun, he screamed in fear and stepped back. The high-decibel scream naturally attracted the guests in other booths, and they all turned their eyes over, and then the whole bar was in chaos.

Da da da………

The man turned the gun around and fired at the guests who turned around. He kept pulling the trigger and didn't release it until the magazine was empty!

"Don't move. If you move, the gun in my hand will go off!"

Seeing this, several other men stopped pretending and pulled out their MP7s, firing at the ceiling. However, this not only failed to quiet down the scene, but made the crowd even more panicked.

"Ah--!" "Murder!" "Oh my God!"

These well-dressed people were running towards the door in a panic like headless flies. Some thin guys were knocked to the ground and then stepped on by others, screaming in pain.

Da da da………

The men's eyes became fierce and they fired wildly at the crowd. The guys fell to the ground like wheat being cut and the smell of blood filled the air.

"Don't run around, or we'll kill you indiscriminately!"

A man with a ferocious look on his face pulled the trigger again and emptied a magazine at the crowd. Several families were swept with blood on the spot. He said viciously: "Please keep quiet, gentlemen and ladies, your noise makes me want to empty the magazine!"

The crowd suddenly became quiet. No one dared to run around or shout anymore. They all started to act like quails.

"Madam, could you please take me to Mr. Habsburg's box now?"

The leading man still had a polite smile on his face. He walked up to the waiter who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands and asked.

"Don't... don't kill me... please... I... I will take you there..."

The waitress seemed to be terrified, and kept begging for mercy, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, which made me feel sorry for her.

"Then please rise and lead the way, ma'am."

The leading man showed a satisfied smile on his face. He put away the gun in his hand that had just been reloaded, then gently squatted down and helped the other man up. If that action was done in another place, it would really be easy for others to misunderstand whether he was the other man's boyfriend.

"Gentlemen, keep an eye on the scum outside. I'm going to go and get our distinguished Mr. Habsburg to come out."

The leading man gave an instruction to his companion and then went to Ryan's box under the guidance of the waiter.

In the luxurious private bar, Ryan was holding a glass of wine, tasting the wine while admiring several scantily clad beauties dancing sexy and alluringly. There was a group of scantily clad women surrounding him on the sofa, and next to him, there was another guy with a greasy-looking face.

"Shier, you have to know that your brother Tat Esterhazy is now deeply loved by your father, and he is not easy to deal with. As long as he is around, it will be very difficult for you to inherit the Esterhazy family business."

Ryan was touching the girl next to him all over while speaking to the greasy-haired guy.

"That bastard, he's nothing more than a bastard. He wants to steal the Esterhazy family from me. I will never allow it!"

Xier's eyes were vicious, and the movements of rubbing the girl with his hands seemed extremely rough. The girl screamed "ah" in pain, and the sound seemed to have irritated his nerves. He threw the girl to the ground, stood up suddenly, and kicked the girl's head hard with his feet, cursing continuously.

"What are you calling?"

Xier's face and eyes were red, and he stomped his hands frantically: "Do you also think that I am not as good as that bastard? Ah, speak up!"

The girl was stunned by his stomping on her head. She just curled up on the ground and kept protecting her head. After a few hits, she was bleeding profusely. How could she answer him? But this made him even more violent. He kept muttering: "You dare to hide? I told you to hide!"

Soon the girl was stomped to the point of being on the verge of death, but he had no intention of stopping. Ryan, who was sitting on the sofa, hugged the girl, who was trembling with fear at the scene, and just watched him vent his anger with cold eyes. The other girls also didn't dare to breathe.

Ryan could understand the other party's feelings very well, so he was happy to let him vent. After all, she was just a girl he raised, and if she died, she died. He was very happy to exchange a girl for the cooperation of the heir of the Esterhazy family. Oh, no, she was not the heir yet, so he had to provide some help to the other party.

Although this Shiel is a fool, this is exactly the kind of fool Ryan wants, so that he can cut flesh from the Esterhazy family. If the other party's brother Tate really inherited Esterhazy, it would be difficult to suck the other party's blood. This is why he wants to help the other party.

There is no other reason, it is just in the interests of the Habsburgs.

"Okay, stop it, Xier, she's almost dead."

Perhaps seeing that the time was almost up, Ryan picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then asked the other party to stop.

"Hoo...Hoo...Fick..."

Xier gasped for breath. After venting his feelings, he felt much better.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

Just as Ryan was about to have the dying girl taken away, there was a knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)