Chapter 260： Break through the cordon (3)

"Huh, huh, whoosh, whoosh..." Ten Viking fighters climbed up a certain distance, their tail thrusters burst into flames, pierced the sky like an arrow from a string, and chased the medical transport plane.

On the ground, five siege tanks were in front of the street, clearing the street. At this time, the chariot carrying Tang Fang and Aros rushed out of the underground parking lot and flung out a gorgeous drift in the square in front of the hospital. , Rushing over countless broken stones, iron filings, and flesh and blood stumps, followed closely behind the 5 siege tanks and galloped north.

When the last touch of discoloration disappeared on the northern corner, several special police officers filed out from the side door of the inpatient department. At this time, the helmets on their heads had been taken off, and they looked blankly at the chariot of fire, and then looked at the messy neighborhood at the front entrance of the hospital, and threw their guns on the ground with a "pop".

In order to hunt down the so-called five rioters, the Roland District Police Department dispatched a total of more than 200 detachments, riot police, and special police. 200vs5, what the outcome will be is obvious.

However, reality gave them a slap, and this slap almost buried the entire police station. The chief was killed, and the elites of the teams died seven or eighty-eight. The larger riot armored vehicles became tattered tin barrels, the smaller patrol cars were directly turned into paving slabs, and the police helicopters were all lying down. One place.

What is the result of such a loss and such a price? Don't talk about arresting people, I haven't even seen their shadows.

The two special policemen sat on the ground with a "boom", their faces were as ugly as a piece of white paper, and they muttered to themselves: "Tanks, fighters...Who are they?"

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Before the action, Etilda had notified the transportation department to implement travel control on the block where the hospital was located and evacuated the surrounding people. According to ordinary circumstances, in order to round up 5 thugs and empty a whole street, it is considered worthy of them. However, the development of the event clearly exceeded his expectations.

On the street about a kilometer away to the north, the traffic police who had been in charge of maintaining order had escaped without a trace. The civilians hid in the house, closed the door, and peeked out through the gap of the window, only some unknown. The driving vehicles are still speeding in the middle of the street.

However, when the drivers saw the tanks rolling in like a torrent of steel on the other side of the street, they all stared. Several office workers who were eating breakfast in the car almost didn't bite their tongues. .

What's the joke, the main battle tank is coming up the street, what are the military guys thinking in their heads? Most people don't know what's going on at all.

The astonishment and shock lasted only a few seconds. When they saw the huge monsters crushing several police cars across the street into a sandwich discus, the expression on their faces changed from astonishment to dissolution.

Some drivers backed up desperately, others wanted to turn around, and others were scared and stunned. The street was in chaos. The passengers pushed the door and turned and ran. After hesitating for a while, the drivers gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, and also chose to abandon the car and escape.

"Gazhizhi..." The tracks of the siege tank rolled across the road, making metal muffled noises.

"Boom, bang, creak, creak..." Some of the cars parked in the middle of the road fell badly. The siege tank was like a rampant silver rhino, hitting the ground and the cars swayed, and some were rolled into a ball. discus.

The twin cannons were spinning back and forth, and the dark barrels gleamed with a chilling light.

The civilians on both sides of the street hid in the house, some of them trembling with fright, fighting straight with their teeth shut, and some threw themselves under the bed, under the cabinet, and blindly covered their heads with quilts.

There are only a few crazy military fans, while their faces are pale, they can't help but use the photographic equipment in their hands to record this exciting scene.

"Who knows what the **** is going on? My car...my car...oh!" a bald-haired driver who hid in a roadside fast food restaurant shouted heartily.

Feeling extremely anxious, a middle-aged man who kept rubbing the cross pendant on his chest whispered: "This is all the fault of the guys from the Roland District Police Department..."

"Ah?" The driver was dumbfounded: "What do you mean? The police are to blame? You...You mean the rampant tanks on this street are fighting the government? How is this possible?" The driver didn't know. In his consciousness, the guy who dared to be the enemy of the government will have only one end in the end-death!

"When these tanks pass, you can go to the street to the south. As far as I know, the police station has deployed most of its troops, but until now, no one has escaped."

",! How is this possible?" The driver slammed his bare forehead, "Could it be the people who killed the officials of the Civil Affairs Department a few days ago?"

"Perhaps..." the middle-aged man hesitated.

"Then these guys are too courageous, aren't they afraid to attract troops to the capital to the west?" The driver was puzzled. For so many years, Recto has been safe, and there has not been a so-called García rebel. If they were really they, would they have rashly exposed their strength? Those people are not fools, and don't understand the principle of keeping a low profile?

"Look at it, it's a military fighter plane." Suddenly, a half-sized boy who looked like a clerk at the door let out an exclamation.

The driver leaned back, and through the glass window at the door, he saw three "Swordsman" fighters roaring from the northwest. The lower magazine has been opened, and the scarlet of the "Stinger" missile can be vaguely distinguished.

"He...what are they going to do? Drop bombs in the city?" The driver was shocked and couldn't help yelling.

The other people who took refuge in the fast food restaurant also changed their faces. The 56-year-old shopkeeper went under the counter and prayed loudly for God's blessing.

"Stinger" is a heavy-duty anti-armor missile which has a strong explosive force. Once it explodes on the street, nearby buildings will also be affected.

"Quickly, hide under the table."

Hearing the reminder of the middle-aged man, the driver just squatted down and arched under the table. Suddenly, a row of silver ash flashed abruptly in the sky, with a sharp sonic boom, like silver snakes walking through the clouds in a thunderstorm, approaching the three "Swordsman" class fighters in the blink of an eye. Before they could react, the flurry of missiles left a row of white smoke tracks in the air, hitting the fuselages of three "Swordsmen" one after another.

Three fireballs burst out in the air, like magnificent festival fireworks.

The driver did not move, looking at the dense rain of fire from the sky dementialy, and muttered to himself: "I...I was wrong. These people are not greedy for meritorious service, but they do not put the government forces in their eyes."

When the three "swordsmen" died, the tank at the front came to a halt, and a young man in his 30s ran out in a dim alley opposite, jumped into the tank and opened the cabin. Then the tank continued to advance northward.

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