Liszt's body retreated backwards, but the green data flow in his eyes had already occupied his eyes.
A kind of faint green has filled his field of vision, allowing him to clearly see every protrusion of the surrounding rock walls in this dark environment, as well as the dignified and determined face.
"Four shotguns are enough to hold this place."
Squinting his eyes slightly, Lister took a deep breath.
He reached out and patted the four Marines behind him who were still holding Winchester shotguns.
The faint tactical flashlights around him made the space extremely dark, but it was also He could barely see clearly within a range of seven to eight meters.
He nodded to Karl and said, "I think it will be absolutely no problem for you to make arrangements."
"Understood."
Karl nodded slowly.
To be honest, this task was not difficult.
The No. 12 standard buckshot also symbolizes the 12 built-in warheads.
Once fired, it is the fatal call of the twelve gods of death.
In this narrow tunnel less than two or three meters wide, four Winchesters can fire in succession.
It's comparable to the deterrence brought by a large-caliber heavy machine gun.
Even if a regiment of Soviet soldiers came, they would not be able to drive tanks or fighter jets into the cave, which is nearly 20 meters deep into the mountain.
Especially in the deepest favorable terrain, Liszt's Marines are still ambushing them.
Even if they use human lives to pile them up, I'm afraid there is no better way besides the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"It's very safe here.
I think it would be much more effective for you to help deal with the Soviet soldiers here."
There was not much excitement in his tone, and there was not much ridicule in Liszt's eyes as he looked at the Enclave pilot.
At the critical moment, these useless expressions were obviously just dragging down time, and Liszt no longer bothered to continue mocking the Enclave pilot.
And he pointed at Karl and said to this period: "He is very professional, it is best to follow his command."
The teeth were clenched slightly.
A feeling of contempt made his proud heart feel as if someone had chopped it into pieces with a knife.
But he could obviously distinguish what was primary and secondary.
He just glanced at Lister and Karl with a certain resentment, nodded, and stood silently aside holding his 1911 semi-automatic pistol.
"These damn guys really all have the same character."
He spat hard to the side.
Liszt couldn't help but frown.
Although the resentful look in his eyes disappeared for a moment, the hatred hidden in his eyes that overflowed with countless data streams could still be clearly detected.
He couldn't help but let out a cold snort in his nose, but Liszt turned around and walked quickly towards the other rock crevice tunnel.
He had no idea about the shadow government of the United States Federation and the Enclave organization that had its own backup personnel.
What a favorable impression.
You can tell it from the guys you met before.
The Enclave organization is a world of its own, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to enter it.
And the selection of their dispatched personnel is entirely done internally.
In other words, if the parents are members of the Enclave organization, the children are also members of the Enclave organization.
"The Cold War has choked both sides of their brains."
The strong rancid smell still appeared in the nasal cavity, but Liszt didn't care at all and bypassed the dozens of piles of bat guano.
Climb directly towards the tunnel in the rock crevice.
At the same time, he was secretly gritting his teeth as he thought about the world that had been in a cold war for more than two hundred years.
In order to ensure their own advantages, various experiments and privileges in the two countries have also formed class solidification.
For example, the Enclave Army in the wasteland of later generations is composed of the descendants of the pre-war shadow government and some large consortiums, big capitalists and research institutes.
And those ordinary people, being able to enter the shelter and live miserably are already given a good opportunity.
Because most of them are still living outside.
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The American citizens who had no idea that the nuclear war had broken out had all died from the horrific radiation, or had become terrifying zombies.
Most of them had lost their human intelligence and had become beast-like mutant species.
"I won't.
Let myself be like that."
Quickly climb up the upward cave tunnel.
On the platform in front of you, two Marines are already lying there, carefully pointing their 4a1 assault rifles outside.
He walked over and lay down on the rock wall with the same caution.
His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the cave three to five hundred meters away, but he couldn't help but clenched his fists: "It's not that much."
At the entrance of the cave on the mountainside, about twenty or thirty Soviet soldiers were holding their weapons, carefully guarding and seemed to be defending.
At a distance of less than a hundred meters in mid-air, two Mi-24 Hind armed transport helicopters were also hovering in the air, and the turrets under the two cabins were already aimed at the entrance of the cave below.
They did not attack.
They seemed to be waiting for the further arrival of friendly forces and integrating their superior forces before taking the next step.
But this seemed to be an opportunity for Liszt.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully observed the number of Soviet soldiers, but looked up at the two helicopters in the air, and slowly licked Licking the corner of his mouth, a smile couldn't help but reveal: "Kill the two helicopters, and then this group of Soviet soldiers will be wiped out here."
It's not that he didn't have a way to kill the two helicopters, the portable anti-aircraft missile in his hand has also appeared at his side.
These are two "Javelin" portable anti-aircraft missiles.
They are simple to operate and easy to use.
The Marine Corps has also been trained in operational skills.
They can easily master these portable missiles that can hit targets even thousands of meters high.
"It doesn't look difficult to end the battle in five minutes."
Liszt licked the corner of his mouth and crawled forward slightly.
He looked at the almost straight cliff below him, but his brows widened.
Especially when he looked at the Soviet soldier, who was only about thirty people, he subconsciously knocked on the stone wall under him, but his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding terrain.
His good combat literacy also allowed him to establish his own combat tactics in his mind.
Patting the two Marines who were holding up the "Javelin" portable missiles, Lister didn't say much.
He stood up like a cheetah and nimbly jumped off the cliff in front of him.
The ghillie suit all over his body made him look like a ball of weeds, and there was a small forest and a hill separated by more than 500 meters.
He followed the leaping action and silently hugged a big straight tree.
The tree slid along the trunk into the woods, and became one with the dense bushes again
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