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The stereoscopic image of the virtual light curtain faithfully shows every detail that the satellite can capture. Dirt, jungle, streams, and that fat man running.
The terrain in the light curtain is constantly changing with the fat man's gallop and the rapid movement of the radar lock cursor. The distance of a few kilometers will soon become a thing of the past. Team after team of patrol teams scattered around were bypassed by the fat man. Before reaching the defense line, he passed through more than two dozen patrol security areas like no one else.
When the fat man grasped the general position of the patrol, everyone no longer worried that he would bump into a certain patrol or fight like before. And after crossing the warning area, how to cross the line of defense became a new problem that everyone worried about for Fatty before the live broadcast of Skynet.
The defense line of No. 6 Resource Highway is composed of numerous combined armored fortifications located at both ends of the highway and intricate trenches inlaid with lightweight bulletproof walls. These defensive points were selected on high ground one by one, stretching eastward. Every fortification and every ditch is echoed by adjacent defense points either front or back, or left or right.
The troops stationed at various defense points are fixed combat units. Soldiers are very familiar with each other. In the absence of institutional chaos caused by large-scale attacks, it is difficult for fat people to easily blend in even wearing their uniforms.
It seems that there are only fortifications and fortifications that can pass through for fat people, and there are large open areas between trenches and trenches. However, these areas have all been operated by engineering mechs. The jungle was pushed to the ground, and some interception nets to prevent the infantry from making a large-scale charge were strewn across the front of the position. There are also many minefields in the high and low places.
Moreover, looking from the position, it can be seen at a glance that there is no place to hide at all.
Fatty can sneak, but this is just a skill that must use the environment. After all, he is not a civet cat that can disappear with a whoosh by shaking a leaf and farting. Moreover, in these positions, there are usually several inductive sirens that are connected to the Skynet hidden. Anything that does not belong to the position approaches may unknowingly attract a patrol or a piece of artillery fire.
On the No. 6 Resource Highway at this moment, heavy military trucks are like a long dragon with no front and rear, one after another, slowly moving forward under the protection of mechas and combat armored vehicles on both sides. The positions on the two wings near and far, at a glance, are full of fully armed soldiers entering the battle position. Before the convoy had passed, the security and defense around the road had been so tight that there was a lot of panic.
On the Skynet screen, the fat man stopped on a hillside less than one kilometer away from No. 6 Resource Highway.
This small hillside is already the edge of the jungle. Going forward, there is No. 6 Resource Highway and the defensive positions distributed on both wings. Just in front of Fatty's right, there is a high ground higher than his position. There are several combined armored fortifications standing in the shape of a plum blossom, facing the several trenches below him in front of his left.
Seeing the fat man wriggling forward like a vegetable worm, everyone's hands were sweating. They didn't know how the fat man could get through under such circumstances.
Rashid and Stuart, who were former special forces, put themselves in their shoes for a long time, and they finally determined that the only way for Fatty to pass here was to wait for the transport convoy to pass completely, and wait for the soldiers on the defensive line to evacuate from the position. If this is the case, it means that the fat man must stay in this place for several or even ten hours.
Fatty obviously didn't think so. He hid in the jungle and watched for a long time with the far-sighted glasses on his combat helmet. Then, wriggling again, he retreated the same way.
"A detour?" This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind. Bonnie even quickly analyzed the electronic map, trying to find a passage. But soon, she gave up the effort. There are similar tight lines of defense for tens of kilometers around this area.
The fat man retreated to the depths of the jungle, turned eastward and walked several hundred meters, and stopped at the foot of a steep cliff more than four meters high. I saw him connect the combat auxiliary device on his arm to the microcomputer, fiddled with it for a while and put it away as it was. Then he rolled on the ground and tore his clothes crazily, took out a capsule-like thing from his backpack and put it in his mouth, and finally took out a bottle of spray-like thing and sprayed it fiercely at the corner of his mouth.
The atmosphere in front of Skynet was strangely dead silent. In just a moment, this guy turned into a wounded soldier who is as angry as he is! Watch him look around and pack up his things, choose a comfortable position and lie on the ground in a miserable posture. A crowd of spectators opened their mouths wide enough to swallow duck eggs.
"It's too insignificant" A militaryThe expressions of everyone who watched this scene were a little numb. The shock brought by the fat man is already too much. Now, no matter what he does or how he does it, there must be his reasons, so there is no need to be too surprised.
On No. 6 Resource Highway, heavy transport vehicles are still in an endless stream. Every few hundred meters, there is an armored personnel carrier or mech escorting along the way. When a mecha approached not far away, the fat man rushed out screaming heart-piercingly.
The mecha stopped in front of the fat man, a captain jumped out of the mecha, frowned and said, "What's going on?"
On the close-up screen of Skynet, the fat man was trembling all over and tightly hugged the soldier who had just been killed by him. When he looked up, tears were already streaming down his face: "Sir, save Jack" He wiped his tears with his backhand, but the tears But more and more: "Damnhe just sprained his ankle, but accidentally fell down the slope. If he can't rush to the field hospital, he will die!"
The captain looked at the broken branches behind "Jack", and immediately said: "Hold him up, and I'll take you there!"
The fat man picked up "Jack" and trotted along behind the captain. He leaned his face against "Jack" and said with a sob: "Brother, you must hold on, your fianc¨¦e is still waiting for you at home! You made a promise with me that you must go back alive together, and I won't allow you to die." !"
The fat man was enjoying his talk, but unexpectedly, "Jack" suddenly opened his eyes. The fat man was startled, and while glancing at the captain who was walking in front, he covered the eyes of the soldier in his arms with his hands.
The captain turned his head to help, "Jack" opened his mouth, but his words were blocked by the blood spurting out of his mouth and the severe pain in his lungs. After a few syllables that no one could understand, the miserable soldier fainted again. dead past.
"I don't know if it's too late." The captain was a little worried.
The mecha started, and crossed the No. 6 Resource Highway, heading for the base of the Second Regiment of the 311th Division in the northeast direction. However, after only a few minutes, the mech suddenly stopped.
Everyone in front of Skynet waited silently. The position of the mecha at this moment has already broken away from the defense lines on both sides of the road. If the fat man seized the mecha and diverted to the north at this moment, no one would be surprised.
The door of the mecha hatch opened. The fat man walked down with "Jack" in his arms, his eyes were a little dull, and tears dripped down on "Jack". "Jack"'s hand had already dropped down, and on his pale face, a pair of dull blue eyes still showed a trace of unwillingness.
The fat man walked slowly. Behind him, the captain watched the firm and desolate figure of the fat man for a long time, and then punched the mech heavily with a depressed and sad expression.
"Liar!" Almost everyone in front of Skynet said in unison.
Although a little crazy, a little crazy. However, when the mecha returned to the escort team on the No. 6 Resource Highway. Everyone understands. Fatty, in an almost completely impossible situation, without wasting a moment of time, just crossed the extremely tight defense line in an almost crazy way!
Such a time-traveling operation was clearly seen by everyone without Fatty knowing. The shock brought to everyone has surpassed the limit of everyone's imagination.
No one ever believed that a single-handed man could run behind enemy lines like this, cheat like this, stealth like this, and kill like this! Galloping vertically and horizontally, cheating and cheating, playing with teams of superior enemies in your hands, leaving behind a series of tight defense lines, it is like entering a land of no one! And whether it's sneaking, sniping, planning, marching, or fighting, every detail shown by Fatty is enough to be written as a textbook for special forces training!
Fatty, can you really complete the seemingly impossible task of assassinating Stephen? In the hearts of some combat staff officers, they began to believe in this.
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