Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Chapter 181 Snowy Night

Tom had a great night.

The next day, Dawn drove to Gran Town with Tom.

Yesterday, after Daryl returned to school and handed over his work to Wang Zhiqiang and An Zhui, the Tianming Army learned that a group of survivors might arrive today.

Dawn and Tom were waiting in the rest area in the north of the town. When Wang Zhiqiang and An Zhui arrived, they found that there were only two of them.

"Are you from the hospital?"

Wang Zhiqiang couldn't believe his eyes. What about the others? Didn't they know the consequences of refusing to be recruited? !

“They don’t want to come.”

Dawn still had her hair tied in a ponytail, and her long-gloomy face now had a cruel smile.

"Then I want to congratulate you on making the right choice."

Wang Zhiqiang and An Zhui looked at each other, both of them had very serious expressions.

Principal Zhang often gives the other party in conflict a chance, but if the other party refuses his good intentions, things will become complicated.

Wang Zhiqiang and An Zhui did not make any arrangements for the two new arrivals and went directly to contact Zhang Qiang.

Tom, with puffy eyes, looked cautiously at the solemn soldiers around him. He asked Dawn curiously:

"Is something big going to happen?"

"Well, everyone in the hospital is going to die."

Dawn looked at Tom coldly: "You are lucky, at least Gorman didn't force you to stay."

Tom was immediately shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that Dawn knew about the deal between him and Gorman? Tom looked at Dawn in horror.

"I bugged his room."

Dawn said with a look of delight on her face.

"I thought something might have happened last night, but I didn't expect that the dwarf was so smart that he thought he could take advantage of you."

Dawn leaned back on the bench, closed his eyes with a smile on his face, and began to rest.

Tom was already shaking. Would Dawn tell the Destiny Front about him? If the hospital was going to be destroyed by the Destiny Army, what was the point of being an undercover agent? Would Dawn really report him?

"Dawn, I beg you..."

Tom didn't want his scandal to be exposed, because if that happened, he didn't know how the Fateful Army would treat him.

Now he could only look pleading and beg Dawn weakly.

Dawn closed her eyes and ignored him.

At this time, Wang Zhiqiang and An Zhui had already contacted Zhang Qiang and reported that only two people came to the hospital.

"Well, they are an unstable factor. Since they are unwilling to surrender, let the soldiers clean them out."

Zhang Qiang is still learning to fly a Warthog fighter at the airport. This thing is not difficult to fly. The maximum speed is only 833km/h, which is only 2/3 the speed of sound.

As long as he is familiar with the operating system, button functions, and flying knowledge, it is easy for Zhang Qiang to control it with his physical fitness.

"I have already arranged it, you don't have to worry about it."

After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, he cut off contact.

At the airport, an experienced soldier was leading a group of people to observe the Warthog fighter and explain its operation. There were no trainer aircraft at the Tianming position, so the airport would clear the runway for direct test flights.

"Okay, here comes the mission, everyone disperse!"

Zhang Qiang asked a group of excited soldiers to make way, and said to several soldiers who had experience as ordinary pilots:

"Hurry, hurry, take me with you, let's go blow up the Atlanta Municipal Hospital!"

"Yes, sir!"

Several pilots saluted together and entered the cockpit via the external boarding ladder.

Kate was also observing the soldiers' studies at the same time. When she heard Zhang Qiang was anxious to send a plane to bomb the hospital, she immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Sir, can I ask why?" Kate said with a frown.

War is not a game of house. When deploying combat machines, we must also consider whether the costs and benefits are proportional.

So Zhang Qiang excitedly told Kate about the hospital. They were a group of enemies and it was a good opportunity to practice against them.

"It sounds like a big hospital."

Kate looked at Zhang Qiang helplessly. She was reminding the commander of the importance of a large hospital facility.

The commander is very reliable when there is a serious war, but why does he always act stupidly when there is no war?

After receiving Kate's reminder, the smile on Zhang Qiang's face disappeared. A top hospital in a huge city must have extremely advanced medical facilities. It was such a pity that it was destroyed by the Warthog fighters.

"I'm sorry, Kate, it's my fault. Then send out 141 to clean out the people inside. You will be in charge of this matter."

Zhang Qiang's expression turned cold. He didn't care that Kate stopped him in public, but he found himself being controlled by his emotions again.

During the years of wandering, Zhang Qiang lost the happiness that he should have enjoyed at his age. Now this emotional loss always appears, secretly affecting his judgment.

Zhang Qiang remembered that there was a survivor in the Savannah stronghold who was a psychologist before the disaster. Perhaps when he had some time, he should go and consult that lady.

Many figures in ancient and modern times enjoyed temporary pleasures but ended up losing their hegemony. Zhang Qiang doesn't want to be a loser.

"Sir, I didn't mean to..."

The soldiers around were still watching. Kate felt that she was overstepping her bounds and immediately wanted to apologize to Zhang Qiang.

"No Kate, you're doing great. I love hearing any suggestions that will benefit the Destiny Front."

Zhang Qiang stretched out his hands and pressed Kate's shoulders, saying sincerely.

"Okay, sir! I'll get ready right away!"

Kate's mood warmed up and she immediately accepted the task.

Price, Soap, Ghost, Gary, the four members of 141 silently put on the [Skull Mask].

The flight training at the airport continued. Zhang Qiang put aside the messy thoughts in his mind and listened to the instructor's explanation with the soldiers.

A chill suddenly fell on Zhang Qiang's forehead. Zhang Qiang looked up and saw snowflakes floating in the sky.

That night...

Heavy snow fell in Atlanta, and on the empty streets, the dusty abandoned vehicles and traffic lights were covered with a layer of white snow.

In the dark city, the moonlight is blocked by countless tall buildings, and only scattered corners have dim light.

A group of dim dark green light spots are moving through the city. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to tell the difference between them and the night.

141 led the team, all members wearing [skull masks] and night vision goggles, and went to the Municipal Hospital to carry out the assassination mission.

It was called an assassination, but in fact it would be more appropriate to call it a mopping-up. After all, the goal of this mission was to eliminate all dangerous personnel in the hospital, and whether to shoot or not depended entirely on the soldiers' judgment.

Four legendary special forces soldiers sneaked to the outskirts of the hospital under the cover of night. Under the hospital building, two patrol gunners in black cotton jackets were pacing under the street lights, completely unaware of the pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness.

"White Wolf, did you find anything unusual?"

Price ordered everyone to remain silent and hid behind a dumpster to contact the sniper across the hospital building.

White Wolf is Wolf's code name. Today is his first mission with 141. He observed the conditions upstairs and downstairs of the hospital. Almost all the windows were plunged into darkness. The few windows with lights on were covered with curtains.

There are no sentries behind darkened windows, and the survivors in the hospital do not have military-grade security.

"Understood. Continue to observe. You are free to fire."

After Price finished the communication, he made a tactical gesture to Ghost and Soap, and gave orders to Gary. Gary led the team around to the side of the hospital.

Soap and Ghost were holding silenced pistols, which were loaded with subsonic bullets to further reduce the sound of the gunfire.

The two men crouched and moved quickly on the street in front of the hospital until they were close to the iron gate in front of the hospital. Then they moved in complete sync and opened fire at the patrolling gunmen together!

chug.

Two subtle gunshots were heard, and the necks of two gunmen patrolling downstairs in the hospital shook at the same time. Two bullets pierced their heads, taking two lives silently.

Before the gunmen's bodies fell to the ground, two black figures rushed out from the darkness next to the street lamp, grabbed the two bodies, and dragged them into a dark corner.

Price immediately followed Ghost and Soap to climb over the iron gate and meet up with Gary and others who had already sneaked in.

The soldiers avoided the lights, lowered their footsteps, and moved towards the main building of the hospital. The lights in the corridor were not turned on. The power supply resources of this hospital could not be as luxurious as those of the Tianming Fort.

The soldiers went up and cleared the empty corridors one by one, and it was not until the eleventh floor that the 141 team found traces of human activity.

In the dark corridor, the hospital survivor who for some reason had not yet slept was taken away by the ghost with a gun.

Price walked over and gently turned the doorknob of a nearby room, a helpless expression appearing on his old face.

"It's locked. No need to waste time."

"clear."

Gary led the soldiers downstairs, and Soap and Ghost inserted their pistols into their holsters and replaced the weapons behind their backs.

Soap carries an APC-9K PRO G compact submachine gun with a silencer, a high-powered laser sight, and a fifty-round drum magazine.

Ghost was as rude as ever, picking up Origin Dalian to spray.

The two men looked at each other and walked towards different doors. Price leaned against the entrance of the corridor and silently lit a cigar.

boom!boom!

Soap and Ghost kicked the door open at the same time. When they entered the room, they started shooting at the people they saw.

“You guys are!?”

"Fk! Enemy attack, enemy attack!!"

Bang bang bang! !

Chug tug tug tug! !

The rapid fire from the spray gun turned the man in pajamas into a sieve of broken meat, while the fat guy in the next room was firing indiscriminately with an APC, sending a man and a woman to hell.

Regardless of whether they are holding guns or not, they are all part of the mission. Soap and Ghost are not saintly warriors. Each of them has the blood of civilians on their hands to a greater or lesser extent.

Fighting for the United States is like walking by the river without getting your feet wet.

There were noises coming from other rooms, and the people on this floor woke up from their sleep, picked up their weapons, opened their doors and rushed out to check the situation.

Price silently revealed half of his body from the corridor entrance, holding the rifle and moving the muzzle continuously.

Thud! Thud thud thud!

Several flashes of fire came out of the silencer head, and several bursts of bullets pierced people's bodies. As soon as a dozen survivors showed their heads, they were all taken away by the fully automatic firepower.

Soap and Ghost did not continue to clear the other rooms. They turned and walked towards the stairs, continuing to the upper floors.

A moment later, gunshots could be heard from upstairs in the hospital. Gary and the soldiers were guarding the elevator and corridor entrances, silently waiting for possible targets to appear.

"Sir, the elevator has been moved!"

A soldier reported.

"Keep your eyes on the target."

On the 141th floor that had not yet been attacked head-on by 14, Gorman was standing barefoot at the elevator door, holding a shotgun, without even wearing shoes, and frantically pressing buttons.

"I'm so stupid, I just knew that Asian is not easy to mess with..."

Gorman was almost in tears. Dawn was gone, but the nightmare from the past came back.

At the moment he could not contact the police officers on other floors, and the police officers on the 14th floor were still getting dressed and preparing their guns.

"Boss! Here I come!!"

A black police officer ran out of the room in disheveled clothes, followed by the rest of the police officers, who all headed straight for the elevator.

Ding!

The elevator opened, and just as the urgency on Gorman's face was about to relax, the scene in the elevator stunned him.

In the elevator, several soldiers holding explosion-proof shields were half-crouching on both sides. A white soldier in heavy armor was holding a machine gun and staring at Gorman fiercely.

"Fuck! You guys!!"

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!!!

Gary didn't waste any time. He aimed the MG338 in his arms at the outside of the elevator and released a metal storm. Gorman and the police officers around him were instantly smashed to pieces by a large number of 8.6mm bullets, and pieces of blood and flesh splashed all around.

After shooting the police officer at the elevator door, Gary silently pressed the button to make the elevator go back to one floor.

On the 13th floor, Price leaned against the door of the corridor and ordered the soldiers to act together with the Soap Ghost. He was old and could not bear to see such a cruel scene unless someone really came up to seek death.

Ta-ta...

There were footsteps coming from the corridor. Price moved his ears and confirmed that it was the enemy's footsteps. The boots of the Destiny Army did not make this sound.

The corridors downstairs had not been completely cleared, and having Ghost, Soap, and the soldiers clean each room one by one would increase the danger and waste a lot of time.

Now that the full-frontal battle has begun, if we spend too much time on the same floor, the enemy's support will react and may concentrate their manpower to block the soldiers on the same floor, and the battle will become somewhat tense.

Priest deliberately split the team and asked Ghost and Soap, who were wearing heavy armor, to make noise and kill the people in the nearest room. He himself guarded the entrance of the corridor and shot everyone who reacted and wanted to leave the room.

Gary and several other soldiers guarded the downstairs and the elevator to prevent anyone from escaping.

By fighting in this way, the time spent on fighting on each floor will not exceed one minute, and the main force of the opponent who has the desire to fight can be consumed efficiently.

But there are also disadvantages to this way of fighting. There is no time to clear an entire floor. The higher the attack goes, the more fish may slip through the net on the floors below.

Price noticed that Lao Liu wanted to go upstairs, and immediately notified Gary who was guarding the first floor: "Send soldiers upstairs to guard the floors where people are."

It's time to reduce the defensive area and end the battle.

Price spat out the cigar in his mouth and pointed the M4A1 carbine in his hand at the corridor. The first head that appeared from the corner had already received the super aim of the immortal.

sudden!!

The head shattered immediately and a few screams of fear were heard from behind the corner of the corridor. These fish that had escaped the net must have never seen such sharp and fast shooting skills.