Chapter 7: A World in War

"Huh?" , The bearded man glanced at Qin Rongshuai in some surprise, and then said very unhappily, "Qin, what are you doing, I remember what we said before, if you don't interfere, what are you doing here now?" Are you going to repent? ”

Qin Rongshuai secretly rolled his eyes, what you said was about me, I also want to know why I came here.

"Ah, I'm going to go around, but I'm lost, can you send someone to send me back?"

Captain Price glanced at Qin Rongshuai, then tilted his head back and motioned for him to sit in the back seat, "I'll give you a ride." ”

Looking at the other party's vigilant eyes, Qin Rongshuai smiled slightly, didn't speak, and sat straight into the car.

As soon as Qin Rongshuai sat down, he found two M4 carbines and an MP5 on the back seat of the car, and some weapons and ammunition were stacked under his feet.

And both Captain Price and the driver were wearing a wide thick coat, which looked unusually bloated, and it was obvious that they were wearing combat vests inside.

"Wow, are you going to start a war?" Qin Rongshuai said with a slight exaggeration.

Price glanced at him in the rearview mirror, but didn't speak, and the car drove all the way to a hotel and stopped.

"Listen, stay in the hotel tonight and don't go anywhere." Price warned in a stern tone, "It's not safe at night, be careful of your little life." ”

Qin Rongshuai smiled slightly, didn't speak, and got out of the car directly and entered the hotel.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Qin Rongshuai found "himself" in the original room in the hotel, and it seems that he still has a legal identity in this plot world.

After Qin Rongshuai returned to his room, he began to rummage around, and pulled out a black suitcase under the bed, which looked very sturdy and had a delicate combination lock on it.

However, this is not difficult for Qin Rongshuai, who has a very high level of unlocking, and after preferring the suitcase, Qin Rongshuai found that there were two pistols equipped with silencers in the box, and a folded MP5K, in addition to some magazines and two tear gas canisters.

Then, Qin Rongshuai found a stack of passports in the mezzanine of the suitcase, and bundles of brand-new banknotes, including US dollars, euros, and RMB, seven or eight currencies were bundled and neatly placed in the box.

"It doesn't look like my legal identity is very legitimate." Qin Rongshuai looked at his documents, weapons and banknotes with interest, and it seemed that his identity in this plot world was very interesting.

No matter what the problem is with this identity, at least there is still an identity, which is much stronger than being a black account.

"Boom!"

Qin Rongshuai just wanted to put things away, when an explosion suddenly came from outside the window, and a huge fireball rose from the street, setting off a wave of air that swept across the nearby windows, and the broken glass flew in all directions.

"Huh? It looks like Price is right, it's not very safe here. ”

Qin Rongshuai casually patted the glass slag on his body, and before he could finish speaking, he heard a second explosion.

This was followed by the sound of firecrackers, then screams from the streets, and then the sounds began to spread like a plague.

Sirens from police cars, ambulances, and fire trucks blazed and the streets were filled with flashing red and blue lights.

The gunfire became more and more intense, and the screams of the crowd became more and more piercing.

Qin Rongshuai moved a chair to the balcony and sat leisurely on it, looking condescendingly at the battlefield-like street.

A group of militants in civilian clothes ran through the streets, masked and wearing yellow safety helmets and carrying weapons to indiscriminately strafe the surrounding crowd.

Some carried an umbrella and a Molotov cocktail in their hands, laughing wildly and setting fire to the surrounding shops, while others held spray paint cans and wrote lines of slogans on the walls.

Countless passers-by were shot and fell in pools of blood, and some of their bodies were ignited by Molotov cocktails, turning into burning people struggling and screaming.

And this further fueled the arrogance of these people, who seemed even more excited, shouted inexplicable slogans, and began to throw explosives around at will.

Qin Rongshuai was like a spectator, watching all this with cold eyes, and there was no wave in his heart.

"This world is really lively, it is worthy of a world with war as the main line."

When Qin Rongshuai saw Captain Price on the street, he recognized this place.

This is a place that most closely resembles the world in which he grew up, where wars are just as frequent, and it has become the main theme, and finally it has developed into a world war across Europe, Africa and the United States, and the entire Europa and the United States are about to be destroyed.

There are no biochemical viruses, no mutant races, no supernatural powers, and no science fiction weapons in this world, only war here.

It is also far more dangerous than those worlds, because in a war that engulfs most of the world, the power of the individual is extremely small.

In the face of overwhelming artillery fire, aerial bombardment that covers the sky and the sun, a torrent of steel that crushes everything, and a powerful nuclear bomb, no matter how strong you are, it is just a wave in the war, fleeting.

So, what can you do here?

Do you go with the flow and fight on the fringes, or do you find a safe neutral country to survive?

While Qin Rongshuai was thinking, the door of his room was suddenly kicked open, and two terrorists in yellow hats rushed in, speaking in stiff English, shouting for him to kneel on the ground.

Seeing that Qin Rongshuai was indifferent, a terrorist was furious, and he raised the butt of his gun and was about to smash it.

Qin Rongshuai kicked the terrorist's leg, and the huge force directly kicked the opponent's leg off, and the bone pierced the flesh and blood, revealing the white miserable bone stubble, and the terrorist immediately fell to the ground, holding the broken leg and howling miserably.

The other terrorist froze for a few seconds, hurriedly pulled the bolt of the gun and tried to pull the trigger.

As soon as Qin Rongshuai stretched out his hand, he grabbed the back of the other party's neck, pressed down, and the terrorist knelt heavily in front of him, and then slapped it, and the terrorist flew out in a circle.

The terrorist's screams immediately attracted his companions, and for a while someone in the corridor began to shout, and then dense footsteps rushed towards Qin Rongshuai's room.

When seven or eight terrorists rushed in, they were greeted by a dozen black muzzles.

The terrorists were stunned at the time, and before they could react, they were confronted with a pair of No. 44 liberation soles covering their faces.

The tall PVA warrior let go of the terrorists in front of him with a single slash, and his big fan-like hands reached out, grabbed the necks of the two terrorists one by one, and slammed them together, causing the heads of the two to bloom suddenly.

In a breath, the terrorists were half put down, and several other people were suddenly so frightened that their legs were weak, and they were carried in front of Qin Rongshuai almost without any resistance.

Qin Rongshuai looked at these people expressionlessly, stretched out a finger, and said coldly: "You only have one chance, who is the boss behind the scenes?" ”

The terrorists' eyes flickered, but no one said a word.

Qin Rongshuai snapped his fingers, stepped forward without retracting for a night, twisted off the arm of a terrorist, and fell to the ground with a miserable howl.

The other terrorists were suddenly sweating profusely and looked at Qin Rongshuai in horror.