Chapter 1229: Bitten by a dog

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The CIA felt that the current situation was terrible, and Zhou Qingfeng felt that his situation was terrible!
"Unarmed fist against a power armor, Lao Tzu is crazy." Uncle Zhou frowned under his ribs, there was a huge punch mark in that place, four ribs were broken in it, and serious internal organ damage and bleeding.
A dose of a treatment needle was put in place to save his life, while Zhou Qingfeng was driving and looking back at the T-51A lying on the SUV frame. ‘Fighting intuition’ is not perfect. He just suffered an iron fist while fighting with this iron guy close to him. The huge power almost made him die.
The reason why he played so badly was because Zhou Qingfeng had no weapons on his hands that could effectively brake the armor. He had previously mixed instructors in Iran's armored brigade and naturally could not wear too conspicuous mechanical exoskeleton. He couldn't say to put this equipment aside, in case he lost it, it was too late to cry.
Zhou Qingfeng could only return the mechanical exoskeleton to waste soil. And this time ISIS's public execution angered him, so he naturally wanted to find ways to get revenge.
At present, Zhou Qingfeng felt that the tracking ability of ‘dog meat’ was more useful for strangling ISIS, so he only wore a set of optical camouflage, and the mechanical exoskeleton was temporarily unused.
The combination of 'dog meat' and optical camouflage is particularly suitable for stealth sneak attacks. However, this type of sending can only be used at the beginning. Once exposed, it is necessary to fight against the enemy-as a result, Zhou Qingfeng, who was hit with a punch, tasted a pain .
But accidentally grabbed a US captive, and the matter was resolved.
Zhou Qingfeng contacted Xiao Jinlang and said in a satellite phone: "Lao Xiao, I want to give you a big gift, and then we will get a big ticket for our partner!"
Xiao Jinlang had just finished the CIA's work on the Aleppo Intelligence Network at the moment. He was standing outside the broken house of Barak's safe house. Besides the T-45D armored squadron, the Russian side was rummaging in the safe house. Syrian intelligence personnel.
Barak's body was given to the Russians, but the computers and files left by him were taken away by Guoan. Xiao Jinlang had originally thought that he was afraid to have an overnight meeting with the Russian side tonight, and Zhou Qingfeng's "big gift" shocked him.
Stepping on the broken bricks in the night, Xiao Jinlang held the phone away from the Russian personnel. He asked in a deep voice: "What action can your kid take to take us?"
"I have my own secret." Zhou Qingfeng laughed. He said in his heart: Lao Tzu brought a mechanical dog against the dark technology, and would rather not be in your presence alone.
He hummed twice, Xiao Jinlang asked again, "What have you got?"
"Don't you ask me to pack American T-51A power armor, I did it. I gave you a living captive, by the way, a relatively complete set of T-51A."
Secretly ... As soon as Zhou Qingfeng talked about his gains, Xiao Jinlang cursed in his heart: This brazen boy was really powerful, and he could catch the American lifeline in one shot.
Taking advantage of the first-hand advantage, the rabbit family's T-45 series is currently selling well all over the world, and the local tyrants in the Middle East especially like this equipment that can give soldiers a great sense of security. This also reinforces the rabbit's sense of presence in war-torn areas.
Eagle sauce made T-51A ahead of time to compete with rabbits and keep its influence in the Middle East. But if they are seized before large-scale equipment, let alone competition, lose face.
Hearing Zhou Qingfeng said that not only did he get the complete T-51A but also captured the captives, the political chip was even greater. Xiao Jinlang felt that his superiors would definitely give them chicken legs at the end of the year. "Where are you?"
"I'm on my way back to Aleppo." Zhou Qingfeng reported his position, by the way: "Give me something to eat, I'm starving."
More than an hour later, Xiao Jinlang saw a special off-road vehicle from Zhou Qingfeng on Highway 62 west of Aleppo. The thick modified body is specially designed to carry the T-51A, and the enhanced engine also ensures the successful completion of special operations.
"We should have this kind of car too." Xiao Jinlang patted the frame. The armored squadron behind him came in a container truck with limited flexibility, and the lightweight special off-road vehicle was much more convenient.
'Dog Meat' was rushed to another place by Zhou Qingfeng again. The car was equipped with a power armor lying flat. Two T-45Ds stepped forward and lifted it, using their crowbar to forcefully dismantle their armor.
Zhou Qingfeng was clutching a canned roast chicken and eating it. He wanted to take a look at it, but Xiao Jinlang stopped him and said, "Don't let the captive see your face, otherwise I can only return The body is given to the CIA. "
Captive Michael climbed out of the armor with his hands, he thought he would see the Russians. But the armored soldiers around him didn't give him any chance to see the outside environment, covered his head with a piece of ragged clothes, and took away his hands and feet.
The captive and T-51A were quickly loaded into a truck and taken away. Xiao Jinlang asked Zhou Qingfeng: "Do you want to use this captive in exchange for CIA intelligence on ISIS?"
"You certainly won't return that power armor, and the captives certainly don't need to be kept after the interrogation. It's better to use him to exchange something, just as you can also show the limelight."
Zhou Qingfeng's idea is clear. Xiao Jinlang nodded. "I'll report to my superiors. This should not be a problem."
When the negotiation is over, everyone will leave. This time, Xiao Jinlang suddenly thought of the starting point, and asked Zhou Qingfeng: "I see that the damage on the T-51A was not caused by guns or explosions. It seems to have been bitten by something ..."
"Ah ..., do you have it?" Zhou Qingfeng said in a nonchalantic manner: "I removed it with my bare hands, wearing a mechanical exoskeleton."
Xiao Jinlang rolled his eyes—is your kid stupid?
At the other end, several US helicopters flew from Turkey's Gillik air base to the Turkish-Syrian border. Fidel, who arrived on the flight, jumped out of the cabin and hurriedly rushed to a group of 'sea seals' withdrawn by Wolverine.
Six seals armed with teeth went out and returned with only four people and a corpse, plus one captured. In addition, by the way, the body of a female intelligence officer was recovered. The woman was unsupported and hung up.
The randomly arrived technicians are helping the 'vulture' team out of T-51A ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Lieutenant Sheldon, who directs the team, sits on a stone to rest. Seeing Fidel coming, he sighed and said, "Sorry, sir, we failed."
In the cold night, Fidel sighed on his hips and looked ugly. He calmed down for a few seconds and asked, "Tell me, what's it like fighting a stealth fighter?"
Sheldon had long thought about this problem and said blurtily, "Which guy doesn't seem to have a companion, otherwise he only needs a few more people to kill us all. And he is particularly weird just because he is invisible, but his combat effectiveness is not strong.
Equipped with optical camouflage, it seems that he cannot equip heavy weapons. He actually killed Malinkov with a steel stab. "
"No, some guy used a bazooka in Palmyra," Fidel reminded.
"The rocket launcher weighs only a few kilograms. The heavy weapon I refer to is dozens of kilograms of heavy equipment like our power armor." Shelton still insisted on her opinion.
While the two were discussing, Fidel's assistant suddenly came over and whispered, "Sir, someone sent us a group of photos of the captured people in the 'vulture' team. He said he wanted to make a deal with us."
transaction? Fidel immediately followed the assistant to the helicopter's radio station, and Sheldon could only stand up and watch the logistics technicians maintain the two damaged T-51A power armors.
A mechanic with goggles and gloves asked Sheldon, "What attacked you?"
"A terrible fellow." Shelton was expressionless.
The mechanic shook his head, pointed to the damaged armored power pack and said, "Looking at the torn trace, I felt like you were bitten by something."
A bite?
Shelton's face was wrong, and she suddenly remembered that she seemed to really see a four-legged creature when she was attacked!
Am I not bitten by a dog?