Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

"Oh, hello, Mr. Wesley, who are you~"

  Atif wanted to ask more questions, but Du Weiguo didn't even say a word of extra nonsense. He interrupted him directly and ordered in a cold tone:

"Atifu, right? Immediately dispatch three companies and all the military dogs, and search these three passages inch by inch. Don't miss any corner."

"Uh~Yes! Mr. Wesley."

Atif was a man who was observant and knew how to do things. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately responded straightforwardly with a very appropriate attitude.

"Wait a moment!"

Atif was just about to call the ground command center through the walkie-talkie carried by his subordinate when he was stopped by Du Weiguo.

"Except for the personnel who have gone down to the cave, all others will evacuate the mountain area and immediately retreat at least 3 kilometers, surrounding and blocking the entire La Grave Mountain from a distance."

"Remember, no one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to get close."

Although Du Weiguo's voice was cold and calm, it could not conceal the solemn and cold meaning implied in it.

At this moment, he had a strong premonition that the big pineapple in Leonard's hand would most likely explode in the underground cave of Mount Lagrave in the near future.

In an uninhabited mountainous area or in an underground cave, the radiation diffusion damage can be minimized, which is already the most ideal situation.

After leaving the country, Du Weiguo had seen many mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and his heart had long been tempered as hard as a rock. He even now began to regard human life as worthless.

However, within his power, he still hopes to reduce the number of innocent people killed because of him whenever possible.

However, upon hearing his order, Atif's pupils suddenly trembled and his face changed drastically.

As the commander of the most elite independent reconnaissance battalion under the ace division, Atif is certainly not an ordinary person.

Apart from anything else, he still had the most basic sensitivity, and he instantly realized the implication of Du Weiguo's words.

Although it is unclear what the specific identity of the target being tracked is.

But if you think carefully, it is worth making such a big fuss that even the Guards were mobilized. He must be an extremely dangerous person.

Either it could cause widespread casualties, or it could be holding some extremely dangerous, spreadable weapons.

Before carrying out the mission, Atif had prepared himself mentally and had some guesses in his mind that it was very likely that he would be facing some sinister and treacherous biological weapons.

However, Du Weiguo's words gave him an extremely bad premonition, and his back went cold.

"Mr. Wesley, please tell me, do we need to wear gas masks?"

Atif was a smart man with a quick wit, so he immediately asked tentatively.

"Ah~"

Du Weiguo sighed secretly. It was not a pleasant feeling to have someone's life and death decided by a single word.

After a little thought, Du Weiguo decided to tell the truth:

"Atif, the target we are pursuing now has a weapon of destructive level in his hands. Once it is detonated, the entire Lagrave Mountain, and even half of the Bright Mountain, will be razed to the ground in an instant."

Du Weiguo's voice was very soft, and he did not directly say the word "big pineapple".

But the two key words "destruction-level weapons" and "detonation" were also mentioned, as well as his specific description of the power.

Atif understood it immediately.

In today's world, there is only one weapon that can destroy a mountain in an instant.

"Uh~uh~"

Atif's face turned as pale as paper in an instant, his pupils contracted violently and uncontrollably, and his lips kept opening and closing, but no sound came out for a long time.

No one can calmly accept death, and have to face the pineapple that is powerful enough to destroy the world.

Du Weiguo understood in his heart, so he didn't rush him. He lit a cigarette and waited quietly.

After smoking half a cigarette, Atif's pupils finally regained focus and gradually became bright.

  Although his voice couldn't stop trembling, his tone was very firm:

"Understood, Mr. Wesley. I will contact the ground command immediately."

As he spoke, he walked towards his men, apparently intending to communicate via walkie-talkie.

  Du Weiguo was a little surprised:

"What? You're not going up? Atif, if the distance is far enough and you run fast enough, there is still a chance of survival."

Atif turned his head and glanced at the bearded man and his men, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and shook his head helplessly:

"Haha, such a large operation and such a difficult task, there must be someone on site to command it."

Having said that, he patted his lieutenant colonel epaulettes again:

"Besides, I am the commander of an independent reconnaissance battalion. If all my brothers are gone, how can I live alone?"

After a long breath, Atif concluded his final statement: "So, of course I have to stay with my brothers."

  Even if thousands of people oppose me, I will still go forward!

Unexpectedly, Atif, who seemed shrewd, a little slick, and had bureaucratic spirit in his bones, actually had such a noble consciousness of being willing to die.

As expected, there are countless heroes among the grassroots, and we should not underestimate the people in the world!

However, the situation is urgent now, and Du Weiguo only sighed for a moment before suppressing these chaotic thoughts.

"Okay, then you should contact the ground immediately. By the way, remember to keep it a secret."

  Perhaps he felt that he was too indifferent, so Du Weiguo flicked his cigarette butt and added:

"Atifu, wait, I will be at the front. As long as there is a slight chance, I will do my best to prevent this big thunder from going off."

Upon hearing this, Atif was also moved: "Thank you sir, please."

At this moment, the straight-line distance from here is less than 2 kilometers, in a narrow and confined cave where there is not even a trace of light.

"Hoo, ho, ho~"

In the dark cave, the sound of heavy breathing like a bellows kept echoing, as if some monster was lurking in the dark.

"Parker, Loki hasn't come back yet?"

After a long time, the panting sound gradually subsided, replaced by Leonard's hoarse voice like scraping iron.

"No." Someone replied in the darkness in a low voice.

"Where are Jason and the others?" Leonard asked again.

"They brought them up and set up an ambush ahead. Boss, we are now surrounded. If we abandon this burden, we may have a chance to escape."

Although he tried his best to remain calm, it was not difficult to hear a hint of resentment in his voice.

The person who answered the call was Parker Robert, one of Leonard's die-hard followers.

This guy was originally a talented surgeon. He graduated from Harvard Medical School, obtained his doctorate at the age of 26, and entered Citi's top Johns Hopkins Medical Institute.

It's just that this guy is a born pervert, with an almost pathological obsession with human anatomy and biological modification.

At the beginning, Parker just used his position to secretly conduct experiments on corpses.

Later, he went even further and began to conduct various live experiments on patients and even pregnant women, and was dismissed from the institute.

After leaving the institute, Parker, who was already terminally ill, actually went so far as to kidnap innocent people for experiments.

However, the truth could not be hidden, and he was eventually discovered and arrested.

Parker was a very smart guy. He chose to commit the crime in North Dakota, a state without the death penalty. As a result, according to local laws, he was sentenced to 145 years in prison.

Good fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. It was because of the sentence that Parker caught Leonard's favor, who bailed him out of prison and recruited him under his command.

A madman meets a pervert, and these two guys simply hit it off.

Leonard provided Parker with unique research conditions and almost endless experimental subjects, both alive and dead, men, women, young and old.

Parker did not disappoint Leonard's expectations. The special stimulant that was effective also against people with special abilities was invented by him.

Now, the burden that Parker mentioned was a huge iron box placed next to Leonard.

What's inside is of course the giant pineapple made in England, weighing 25 tons.

Thanks to the continuous advancement of technology, the weight of this big pineapple is not large, only 45 grams, so it can be carried with you all the way.

"Haha~"

Hearing Parker's complaint, Leonard chuckled meaningfully, then raised his hand with some difficulty and subconsciously stroked the protruding metal instrument on his chest.

This is Pineapple's detonator, linked to his heartbeat.

"Don't move. The wound has just begun to clot. If it breaks open again, you will definitely die. I can't do anything." Leonard's right chest was also wrapped in gauze, and there was faint traces of bright red blood oozing out. He had just undergone a thoracotomy.

"Parker, you are such a genius. With a body that could die at any time and a Hercules bullet strapped to it, you are probably the only one who dares to open my chest."

Parker ignored his praise and walked up to him in the dark, speaking in a slightly anxious tone:

"Boss, we don't have time to chat now. Hurry up, I'll dismantle the detonator and take you out!"

Reynard fumbled and took his hand, smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Parker, go ahead. You need to be at least 3 kilometers away from me and stay on the ground. Maybe you still have a chance to survive."

"What do you mean, boss, you give up?" The anxiety in Parker's tone was obvious.

  Leonard nodded, then shook his head:

"I can't walk anymore, and I can't hold on any longer, but I haven't given up. I will try my best to bring the evil spirit to hell with me."

"Boss, didn't you analyze that he is very likely to have the ability to teleport? Even if you really detonate the Hercules bomb, you may not be able to die with him."

  "Huh~" Leonard sighed deeply, his tone somewhat melancholy:

"Yeah, Sha Shen, what a hopeless enemy~ cough cough cough~"

Leonard couldn't help coughing, and black and sticky blood flowed out of his mouth. Parker quickly found the oxygen mask and put it on his face.

  After waiting for a long time, he managed to catch his breath. Parker advised in a serious tone:

"Boss, believe me, you can still be saved. Let's go together. As long as you give me enough time, I will be able to fully perfect the Tyrant Potion.

By then, we will not only be able to cure your disease, but also mass-produce biochemical soldiers! By then, even if we have to use human lives to pile him up, we will be able to kill him."

"Well, I believe you."

  The corners of Leonard's mouth twitched:

"Parker, you are a genius and you can create miracles. So, leave quickly and try to stay alive. If the evil spirit is still alive, you can continue to deal with him."

"Boss!" Parker wanted to persuade him, but was interrupted by another violent cough from Leonard.

"Parker, stop talking and leave now, quickly! Otherwise, none of us will be able to leave!"

After another silence, Parker spoke again. His voice was low, but his tone was very firm:

"Boss, I'm leaving now. I will definitely avenge you."

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Leonard struggled to take out an injection from his pocket.

This thing is filled with a bluish-purple viscous liquid, which still flashes a faint light even in a dark environment.

Leonard gently stroked the injection and murmured:

"Tyrant, tsk, what a good thing, but unfortunately I don't have enough time. Parker, you damn pervert, you must survive."

"Boom~Woooooooo~"

One kilometer away from this small cave, in an extremely narrow cave passage, several booby traps were detonated by military dogs.

Five soldiers and two dogs were instantly riddled with holes by the steel balls of the Broadsword mines.

"Puff puff~"

The explosion had just stopped when rapid gunfire followed.

Several soldiers in the front row were instantly knocked down by the torrential rain of bullets fired from the passage.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion are well-equipped and well-trained. They are considered to be Shate's most elite troops, so their reaction speed is not slow.

“Tu tu tu tu~~”

The soldiers in the back row immediately looked for nearby cover, or simply lay prone on the ground, and concentrated suppressive fire on the passage.

A few hundred meters away, Du Weiguo, who was searching in another direction, disappeared the moment he heard the gunshots.

  Of course, he was not rushing to rescue the situation, but was eager to capture someone alive!

There are a total of five people who always follow Leonard, except for the one who committed suicide in Machen, Parker who just left, and Loki who is responsible for disguised reconnaissance.

There are two left, one is named Jason and the other is named Dalton.

Both of them are fighters, born in the Green Hat Special Forces, experienced in hundreds of battles, and have killed countless people. They are considered to be the ceiling of combat power among ordinary people.

At this moment, they were the ones who took advantage of the terrain in the passage to defend themselves and block the pursuers.

The terrain of this passage is very narrow, only enough for one person to pass through with a bent back. It is also curved and more than ten meters long, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The elite members of the reconnaissance battalion were no pushovers either. While suppressing the enemy with firepower, they also launched a wave of precise grenade concentrated fire, instantly silencing the passage.

"!!"

A bearded second lieutenant, holding his gun and shouting, rushed into the passage first, looking quite tough.

"Puff puff~"

However, he had only run a few steps when a bullet hit him in the chest. He fell to his knees in despair, his eyes wide open with disbelief.

He didn't understand why the enemy wasn't killed in such a dense grenade fire and such a narrow space?

Not only that, a large number of soldiers following him were also knocked down in an instant.

Not only was the gunman hiding in the passage not killed by the explosion, but his counterattack was also extremely fierce. His shooting skills were fierce, fast and accurate.

"!!"

The soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion were stunned by this unexpected wave of firepower and retreated in a panic. Even the suppressing firepower was a bit messed up and several people were knocked down again.

"RPG! Where's the RPG? Damn it! Hurry up and blow up this damn passage for me!" (Automatic translation)

After losing more than a dozen of his men in succession, the company commander in charge of the search became furious and shouted angrily to the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, two rocket soldiers rushed up with Soviet-made RPG-7 rocket launchers. After quickly aiming, they pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Speaking of this, let me make a few comments.

In a certain miraculous movie, there is a scene where barbed wire is used to block rockets. This is absolutely an insult to one's intelligence.

The initial velocity of the RPG is 117 m/s (421 mph), and the maximum velocity is 294 m/s (1058 mph). Can humans react to this speed?

Not to mention ordinary people, even Du Weiguo, who is already a demigod, can only barely do it.

Back to the topic, the reconnaissance battalion's RPG uses anti-personnel armor-piercing shells, which are extremely lethal with a range of up to 35 meters and can theoretically penetrate 200 mm of rolled armor.

"Boom boom boom~"

Faced with the tragic death of their colleague, the rocket soldier became ruthless and fired three rockets in one breath. The entire cave was blown up and dust filled the air.

The originally narrow passage was forcibly expanded by more than a circle. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for anyone to survive.

The company commander shouted, "Go in and get all the stinking rats out there!"

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers jumped out of the bunkers and rushed towards the passage.

"Puff puff puff~" The soul-stirring and deadly rapid gunshots rang out again.

This time, because the charging crowd was dense enough, almost person to person, more soldiers were knocked down by bullets, as many as twenty or so.

The soldiers were completely panicked, thinking of some extremely mysterious possibilities. They lost all morale and ran back in a swarm of bees without any plan.

The bullets behind me are not polite. They seem to have eyes and harvest lives wantonly, like wheat waves in the wind.

"Damn it! What the hell!" Seeing his men falling down in large numbers, the company commander's eyes were bloodshot.

"call out!"

At this moment, a shrill whistle was heard, and the endless rain of bullets stopped almost instantly.

In the narrow passage, a big man wrapped in black armor staggered back two steps and sat down on the ground.

His left hand was tightly covering his right hand, and a strange-looking weapon fell to the ground.

"Dalton, hurry up! The evil spirit is coming!"

His right hand was also wearing a black mitten, but at this moment, his index finger had been cut off and his wrist was dislocated.

A carved bullet was stuck in the trigger of the gun on the ground.

"Where are you going? Fuck, fight him!"

Not far from him, deeper in the passage, a big man wearing the same strange black armor pulled the bolt of his gun and replied in a muffled voice. (End of this chapter)