2029: Punishment

Punishment

He opened the bag containing the golf equipment. The first piece of equipment stunned the ten people.0

"FA-MAS Unstoppable Rifle, FELIN Equipment!"

"We need to get to the small island at night. The FA-MAS has a combination that will aim the rifle at the target equipment and night-vision devices, which will improve the combat stability." Pigeon pulled out the rifle and set it down. He took another piece of equipment from the golf bag and waved it at his comrade, who was beginning to load the rifle. "Another good thing. Bone transmitter microphone, a piece of equipment of the US Special Forces."

Bone transmitter microphones were currently the most advanced form of radio communication. Unlike laryngeal shock earpieces, they were made up of ear, bone transmitter microphones, and bone transmitter amplifiers. They could be used to complete wireless communication through PTT switches.

There was a battle going on in the city blocks and inside buildings. Due to the interference of loud gunshots and noise, the combatants often had a hard time understanding what their comrades were saying. There was no way the earpiece microphones could let them hear what their comrades were saying.

This equipment allowed soldiers to hear their comrades. Even comrades at the edge of the battlefield could hear what was being said through the headset.

The ten comrades from the Xueyu unit looked at each other. This was hard to explain. How did the military manage to get their hands on such high-level equipment?

The electronic equipment consisted of GPS, bone transmission microphones, tactical vests, and rifles. Each person would get four boxes of bullets. Coupled with the magazine in the rifles, there were a total of 125 bullets.

Daggers, climbing ropes, military boots, helmets, bulletproof vests, knee guards… After counting them one by one, the ten soldiers were no longer surprised.

They were all great goods from the West. The traces of China had been wiped clean.

Pigeon turned on the portable military computer that he had brought with him. His calloused fingers moved quickly on the keyboard. When he saw the flashing red dot, Pigeon heaved a sigh of relief. "They're still on the island. They haven't moved."

Apart from the three hours on the plane, Pigeon would pay close attention to whether the satellite signal was moving or disappearing.

Fortunately, the signal still existed.

The sight-seeing boat was 34 nautical miles away from the island, which meant that they were still more than 62,000 meters away from their destination. If they really wanted to swim over… it would take them several days and nights.

At that time, Pigeon said that he could swim over. Ye Jian only listened but didn't take it seriously.

Of course, they chose to take a speedboat to cover a distance of 62,000 meters. They could rent speedboats on the island where they stayed … Of course, they would not rent one. They would choose to temporarily use it. To put it bluntly, they would secretly use it.

As night fell, the sound of the sea hitting the coast seemed to be even louder than during the day. In the dark basement, someone stood up and walked around in frustration. After walking for about five minutes, the person changed their position and sat down.

There were a total of 12 people on the engineering team, but there were only ten people in the basement. Two engineers were taken away during the day and had yet to return.

The ten people who had been left in the basement for a few days were all dispirited. They sat against the cold wall, not knowing when it would turn dark or when it would light up.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of footsteps came from outside the iron gate, followed by the sound of a lock being opened. The ten people who had closed their eyes were so shocked that they all opened their eyes. Two blinding rays of light suddenly swept over from the open iron gate. They were so glaring that they, who had not seen light for a few days, couldn't help but close their eyes and raise their hands to block the strong light.

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