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Screens were displayed on the computer screen, indicating that the drone was approaching the base of Mount Fuji.

He hit the enter key.

At the moment of the drone attack, the virus inside the Mount Fuji base exploded, cutting off external communications.

For the next time, that base will be cut off from the outside world.

The action begins.

……

The drunkard was hiding in the tree, still drinking vodka in his hand.

He is waiting.

After the drone takes the lead in attacking the military base, attacking the ammunition depot, attacking the communications headquarters, and carrying out a round of precise strikes on the U.S. troops in the base, he will rush into the base and start a killing spree.

I have to say that in modern warfare, drones are really useful!

The cost is low, and the lethality is also good. If it can produce that kind of damage at such a cost, there is nothing worth complaining about.

"During the attack, were you still drinking like this?"

Curtis stood under the tree and couldn't help but complain.

The drunkard laughed and said: "Hey, wine is a good medicine, how can it affect your actions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his ears moved and he heard the sound of the drone and raised his head.

Taking advantage of the dim night, lightweight drones carrying bombs flew overhead and flew to the military base not far away.

There was no early warning from the radar, and the drunkard knew that before the drone attack, the network attack would first attack inside the base and paralyze their system.

It doesn't take long, you just need to buy time for the drone.

Bruno is such a scheming guy, the wine baron muttered to himself, threw away the empty wine bottle, and jumped under the tree.

……

"Huh, what is that?"

The sentry on duty discovered the drone and wanted to sound the alarm, but blood exploded from his head. A sniper attack from a distance made him collapse.

The sentry hidden in the dark immediately sounded the alarm.

Drop drop!

Shrill sirens rang throughout the military base.

Brigadier Tolu, who was still sleeping, quickly sat up. He is 1.95 meters tall, has blond hair and blue eyes, and has a standard white appearance.

The chest has very lush chest hair.

"what happened?"

He shouted outside, suddenly aware of the danger in his heart, and quickly jumped through the door. As soon as he landed in the corridor, he heard a roar in his ears.

The self-destructing drone crashed through the window and landed on the bed. The impact of the explosion spread the shrapnel around like a goddess scattering flowers.

Tolu held up his hands and quickly turned around and landed on the wall to avoid the shrapnel attack.

He looked at the shrapnel embedded in the wall at the door with a cold expression. Is it a coincidence that the other party was able to directly find the position of his brigade commander?

Boom!

A louder sound came, and even the ground felt like it was shaking.

Just by listening to the sound, Toru could already tell that the ammunition depot was doomed.

The enemy's ability to accurately strike at key points is obviously due to the intelligence they have here.

"Farke, those losers from the CIA, I know they are unreliable!"

Tolu's face was full of anger, but his eyes were bright.

Since he was sent to guard the meteorite from above, he was certainly no ordinary person.

Among the U.S. troops stationed in Japan, he led the 14th Infantry Brigade with a total strength of 3,600.

From top to bottom, they are the most elite soldiers of the US 7th Division.

He is also the most fanatical and radical war fanatic. He believes in doomsday war more than any other general, and he is also a radical hawk who promotes doomsday war.

"Boys, let's go to the meteorite and kill all the intruders without leaving a trace!"

Tolu didn't want to preside over the overall situation. The enemy was well prepared. Slowly organizing the troops would only allow the enemy to achieve their goals. It was better to lead his own bodyguards and go straight to what the enemy wanted most.

Chapter 460 America only needs a list

There is nothing wrong with the deployment of the 14th Infantry Brigade.

The ammunition depot is not far from the soldiers' residences. After encountering an attack, they can pull out heavy weapons as quickly as possible to fight back.

Needless to say, there were sentry inspections arranged. Hundreds of heavy machine guns surrounded the perimeter of the base, some brightly lit and some hidden in the dark.

If ordinary people are not clear about these arrangements, and they bump into them, no matter how powerful the martial artist is, they will fall to the ground covered in blood, and they will not even have a chance to get close.

However, after they learned about the deployment, a large number of drones directly struck those key points with precision.

Just one round of attacks had already completely destroyed the tight defenses on the perimeter of the base.

The explosive ammunition depot set off a fire, illuminating the figures of nearby American soldiers escaping hastily.

No one dared to get close to the ammunition depot. The gradually increasing temperature was likely to cause some unexploded shells to explode.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Amidst the shouts, the sleeping American soldiers stayed away from the smoking dormitory, grabbed their guns and ran outside.

Some people didn't even wear pants, but just wore bulletproof vests and helmets and rushed out with guns.

Reality is not a military exercise. At this point, it doesn't matter whether the military appearance is neat or not. The most important thing is to pick up weapons and wear uniforms that can be recognized by one's own people as friendly forces.

Wearing nothing and holding only a gun, it is very likely that someone who does not know you will be killed as an enemy.

"Ha ha!"

The drunkard laughed, jumped out from the darkness, twisted the neck of the approaching American soldier, then held his rifle and fired at the surrounding area.

There was a soft click, and the blood splashed from the body took away the power, causing the soldiers to fall one after another.

When a grenade struck, the drunkard immediately threw the body out and stepped forward to meet it.

Boom, the body was blown to pieces, mixed with blood, flesh and shrapnel, and poured down like a torrential rain. He had already turned over and hid in the mobile house next to him.

This kind of house can't stop bullets at all. The US military can't even enter the door, but just shoots inside.

Bullet holes appeared in the wall of the house.

Then a flash bomb was thrown into the house, and the whole house became extremely shiny in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, four US troops wearing infrared night vision devices rushed inside to confirm whether the drunkard was alive or dead.

The two men's guns were facing each other, and the two men's guns were facing each other. They didn't think anyone in the middle could survive.

This judgment was correct. The bartender shot through the ceiling and hid on the second floor.

It's just that they underestimated the drunkard's hearing. He had heard their footsteps before the American troops entered.

As they entered, a grenade with the safety pin removed fell among them.

The pupils of the American soldier facing him with a gun dilated and he had no time to withdraw.

Boom, ruthless shrapnel tore apart the flesh, causing them to scream and fall to the ground. Blood suddenly gushes out. The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air made the drunkards extremely excited, as if they had returned to the paradise land of the Middle East.

Bruno's order came from the headset, "Move to the left. There are three American troops approaching at a 45-degree angle below you."

Some self-exploding drones rush into key points of the camp, while others only drop bombs and their main function is surveillance.

Bruno observed the battlefield through those drones, one of which was expensive and was specially used to take photos of meteorites.

Just as the consortium does not trust him, he also has a distrustful attitude towards the consortium.

Rather than trusting them to provide the photos to him, Bruno wanted to get those photos himself.

This is also the attitude above.

He remotely directed the operations of the KGB and used drones to observe the operations of other intelligence agencies, including MI6, people from the six major consortiums, France...

As he imagined, even though the CIA branch knew that the situation here was bad, it still had a lucky mentality and did not dare to send anyone over.

Everything was in his plan, the only one who didn't expect it was Brigadier Tolu.

The action taken by that man was very interesting. He had no intention of organizing his infantry brigade to fight back. He directly led the Guards towards the meteorite and decisively sacrificed the lives of all soldiers except the Guards.

Such a cold-blooded action gave Bruno a headache.

He is not worried about the other party trying to organize an infantry brigade. When communications fail, it will take a certain amount of time to organize manpower to counterattack.

That's enough time for them to complete their plans.

Tolu's strong man's broken arm will, to a large extent, make the west's plan not as smooth as originally planned, and may even fail.

Even if Tolu didn't gather the entire brigade, he and his three hundred personal guards were already the largest force in this commotion.

The curtain-burning operation could go awry.

Bruno thought for a while, then changed his mind and said: "Junior, go to the brigade commander's office in the south quickly. I believe there must be the documents we want there.

Oh, it looks like someone wants to go with us.

You remember to kill that British guy. "

Looking at the British people running towards the office on the screen, Bruno's eyes were full of coldness. They were on the same front when it came to attacking the base, but when it came to intelligence collection, it was different.

He only needs to appease the local financial groups and has an attitude of suppressing and exterminating intelligence agencies of other countries.

"Ktis, you also gave up your original mission and covered the drunkard's operation."

Bruno gave another order, "I will take the photos of the meteorite. You just need to grab Tolu's documents."

……

The base of Mount Fuji was filled with blood, but Tokyo, 80 kilometers away, was still a feast for the eyes.

The people living here are not affected at all and continue to live their usual nightlife.

Only those who are actually involved in it can experience the tension of impending storm.

The six major financial groups and the Prime Minister gathered at the Phoenix House.

The lights in the meeting room were on, and there was expensive tea on the table, but no one took a sip.

At this time, even they couldn't assume a calm posture.

This was a risky move, and when it came to a real success, some people present even began to regret taking such a move.

If the plan fails, the retaliation ushered in can be imagined, and the risk of leakage is even greater.

A solemn atmosphere enveloped the meeting hall. Hu Die turned his jade ring finger silently, and his heart was not as calm as he looked.

After paying such a big price and taking such a big risk, if the plan fails, it will be a real loss.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, time passes little by little, and the sound of the pointer sounds a little irritating to people's ears.

Under this heavy silence, a bell suddenly rang on the table, instantly attracting their attention.

Hu Die stopped turning the jade ring finger, stretched out his hand and pressed it: "How is the situation?"

“It didn’t go well, we only got half of the shot and we didn’t get the other half.

Tolu defended the west side, extinguished the flames on the curtain, and successfully mobilized the on-site command.

Before they could counterattack, we retreated and hundreds of us died, half of them. "

Hearing him mention this matter, Hu Die said softly: "Don't worry, the compensation we will give you will not be less. We will retreat to the designated location as planned."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Die glanced at the consortium and the Prime Minister present and said softly: "Everyone has heard it. This plan can only be said to be half successful."

"Only half?"

"Half is enough."

Izo Iwasaki was also dissatisfied with only half of the results, but at this point, he could not admit that half of what he and others had worked so hard to obtain was not worth the risk.