Chapter 339 What kind of high technology is this?
Chapter 339 What kind of high technology is this?
She turned around, opened the trunk, and breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the boxes inside: "Luckily, I didn't store all the weapons in the warehouse. They'll come in handy now."
Ming Xiangyang stepped forward and skillfully distributed pistols, handing one to each person—they had all received several days of firearms training beforehand and knew how to use them.
This pistol has an effective range of only 50 meters. I kept it specifically because it was small, easy to carry, and suitable for close-range ambushes.
Ming Xiangyang also issued each person three magazines, each magazine holding 15 bullets, plus a full magazine pre-loaded in the chamber, so each person had a total of 60 bullets on them.
But Shen Li was still unsure; she had no idea how many people the other side had or where they were hiding.
Suddenly, she remembered her personal space, and her eyes lit up.
But new problems arose one after another: she only knew Lu Sheng and knew nothing about anyone else. What if she accidentally injured her brother's men during the firefight?
While pondering, Shen Li quickly returned to the car. Taking advantage of the gap when everyone was on guard outside the car, she quickly exchanged for a top-of-the-line infrared detection drone in her spatial storage and assembled it in no time.
Ming Xiangyang was standing by the car when he saw her get out, holding an unfamiliar device in her hand. He then asked, "What's this?"
Shen Li placed the drone on the roof of the car and adjusted the equipment: "The infrared detection drone can locate people inside. You all go back to the car; it's relatively safer inside."
"And what about you?" Ming Xiangyang pressed.
"I'll go with you in the front," Shen Li said, getting into the passenger seat. Ming Xiangyang then took the driver's seat, ready to respond to any emergencies.
The drone slowly took off and flew towards the depths of the ruins, and red dots immediately appeared on the screen.
"Are the red ones people?" Ming Xiangyang asked, staring at the display screen in Shen Li's hand.
"Yes." Shen Li nodded, then turned to the three people in the back seat and instructed, "Make a note of the location of each figure and keep an eye on their movements."
Feng Ye immediately replied, "Okay."
Ming Xiangyang's two security guards stared in astonishment at the clear dots of light on the screen—what kind of high technology was this?
It's no wonder that the master is so devoted to Shen even though he knows that President Shen has a future.
The two were secretly amazed, admiring Shen Li's mysterious and unpredictable nature, and also feeling that their master had a sharp eye. However, their intentions were ultimately a step too late.
"Can you tell who's on our side? Don't accidentally hurt anyone."
Ming Xiangyang's reminder stunned Shen Li instantly—yes, she simply couldn't tell who her brother's comrades were and who his enemies were.
The drone circled over the ruins and counted a total of eighteen figures. Most of them were scattered and hidden, with only two people close together, clearly companions.
As Shen Li was deep in thought, a burst of gunfire suddenly erupted from the depths of the ruins. The sounds of gunfire echoed through the empty ruins, growing increasingly jarring.
Her heart tightened. She considered calling out in Chinese to have her brother confirm her identity with hand gestures, but she was worried that someone on the other side might also understand Chinese, which would give away her location.
In a moment of crisis, Shen Li had a flash of inspiration. She controlled the drone, aimed it at the depths of the ruins, and shouted in her hometown dialect, which only she and her older brother understood: "Big Brother, Big Brother, is that you? If it's you, make a 'big' sign, and have your people do it too, so I can see you clearly!"
Amidst the ruins, Lu Sheng was protecting Professor Qian beside him, huddled behind the broken wall as they fought off the enemy, his heart burning with anxiety.
Just then, a familiar hometown dialect suddenly came from above, and the voice was clearly Shen Li's!
He looked up abruptly, and for a moment thought he was hallucinating.
Professor Li also heard the voice clearly and whispered in Lu Sheng's ear, "Is this Mandarin or a local dialect?"
Lu Sheng then realized that he was not hallucinating; it really was Lili who had arrived.
But a sense of worry immediately welled up in his heart—Lili had always been unarmed, how could she be in such a dangerous place amidst gunfire?
He was prepared to sacrifice himself, but with Shen Li here, he absolutely could not die.
Lu Sheng immediately signaled his men to spread their limbs out and form a starfish shape.
Shen Li spoke in her native dialect, which was actually quite difficult to pronounce, but the Chinese people present, through a combination of guesswork and deduction, eventually understood what she meant and all obeyed.
Shen Li glanced at the group of five people standing before him, their names displayed in large characters.
Surprisingly, there were thirteen enemies.
"Quite a lot," she thought to herself, then shoved the control panel in her hand into Ming Xiangyang's hands, her tone decisive, "I'm going to get out and check what's in the trunk."
Ming Xiangyang looked completely puzzled.
He knew all too well that most cars only had a spare tire under the trunk.
Shen Li opened the trunk, and inside was exactly as he had expected.
She bent down and took out the spare tire. After briefly considering the size of the people, she quickly exchanged several bulletproof vests from her spatial storage.
This bulletproof vest costs several thousand yuan, and she wasn't sure how effective it would be, but the situation was urgent, and having one was better than having none.
Due to the weight, she couldn't carry too many at once, so she took two first and quickly walked to the front to hand them to Ming Xiangyang's two bodyguards: "Put these on. There are still some bulletproof vests left in the trunk."
The two were stunned for a moment, then subconsciously responded with an "Ah..." and quickly took the clothes and dressed themselves.
Shen Li turned around and went back to the trunk, distributing all the bulletproof vests one by one. Then he came back and picked up two machine guns, handing them to Zhao Qing and Ming Xiangyang respectively: "Pistols have too short a range. In a life-or-death situation, we can't worry about that. We can only rely on these."
The group was surprised that the suitcase was indeed quite large and could fit two machine guns. How come they hadn't seen it earlier? Had they simply not been paying attention?
The four immediately shielded Ming Xiangyang and Shen Li in the middle and steadily advanced.
Shen Li gripped the drone controller tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the screen, and soon spotted a lone enemy.
Thanks to infrared long-range illumination, the opponent's location was clearly exposed on the screen.
Shen Li lowered his voice and whispered, "Stop."
The four people in front immediately stopped and looked at her. Shen Li looked at Zhao Qing and gave a precise instruction: "Zhao Qing, there is someone at one o'clock."
Zhao Qing's gaze fell on the display screen that Shen Li handed him. Before he could take a closer look, Shen Li pulled out an infrared detector from his pocket and quickly strapped it to his machine gun—it wasn't that he didn't want to install it, but the models were incompatible, so he could only temporarily secure it with ropes.
This detector can accurately lock onto the target's location, and with it, Zhao Qing instantly aimed in the right direction.
"Rat-a-tat..." The sound of machine gun fire suddenly rang out, accompanied by a shrill scream from the enemy.
Shen Li glanced down at the feedback on the screen and said calmly, "You won. Next."
Having won one, Shen Li felt much more at ease, but she still needed to be careful.
This was truly a hail of bullets!
One wrong move and you could lose your life.
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