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Chapter 1081 Tactical Trap

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    In the hiding place of the O2 team, Lin Rui listened to the fierce gun battles and explosions in the other direction and smiled slightly, "Who are these missile troops who do not have the ability to fight alone? Aren't they fighting very lively?"

    "If pressed, rabbits will bite. Besides, they are trained soldiers." Lincoln whispered.

    Lin Rui put his hand on the earphones and said in a deep voice, "Korean guy, how are you preparing?"

    "The bomb placement is complete and can be detonated at any time." Park Dong-sang's voice replied.  "Do we need to start?"

    Lin Rui thought for a while and said, "Five minutes, delayed detonation to make the fight between the US military and the terrorists more lively."

    "Understood." Park Dong-sang replied in a deep voice, "I will set a five-minute delay to detonate and blow up the cables connected to the last three control rooms. Only the No. 12 control room will be left, because of the  The distance is long enough, and it will take a certain amount of time for the other party's cracking team to pass there. It is convenient for us."

    "Well done! Let's get started! We don't have much time." Lin Rui said solemnly.

    A few minutes later, several small explosions sounded. In the chaotic battle situation in the underground base, it did not cause much ripples.  But in the command room of the secret society, the lights suddenly dimmed.  Sensing the change in light, the surrounding emergency lighting is fully turned on!

    White Glove turned around and shouted sternly at the secret society members who were operating computers around him, "What happened just now?"

    "Unclear! The power system seems to be still operating normally! But the lines leading to those control rooms were blown out by the explosion just now! At present, just like here, the emergency power supply mode has been activated." Members of the secret society knocked  Looking at the computer, he said, "This seems to be very difficult. If the generator is damaged, there are other backup power systems to ensure that the power is not cut off. But if the line is damaged, it is more difficult. Before repair, you can only use  Emergency power supply.¡±

    "How long can the emergency power supply last?" White Glove said calmly.

    "About eight to twelve hours. In this state, the cracking team will not be able to complete their current work." The members of the secret society said nervously.

    "Is there any other solution?" White Gloves shouted sharply.

    The members of the secret society said nervously, "The best way at the moment is to save their current calculation results and move to control room 12, where there is still power supply."

    "Can't we just repair it in eight hours?" White Glove frowned.

    "It used to be possible, but now, that area is under the control of the escaped US troops. We are fighting fiercely with them. It is unrealistic to rush through their defense lines and complete repairs behind them. And we don't know yet.  The damage to the line. To do so, at least, is not a smart choice." The member of the secret society replied.

    "Where's Lan Qilin? Didn't he lead the team there? Why haven't he taken down those American soldiers yet? Are his people still unable to take down these missile troops who sit in the base control room all day long, tapping on the keyboard?" White Gloves shouted  shouted.

    "There is no way, they are more familiar with the environment than we are. Moreover, in the deep desperate situation, everyone is trying their best. Those are more than 400 trained soldiers." Pluto shook his head.  "Sir, what should we do next?"

    "Notify Delta Force and cover the cracking team. Let the cracking team save the progress of the work and evacuate to the No. 12 control room to continue the cracking work there. The speed must be fast!" White Glove said helplessly.  "No! You bring a team of people over there in person! Make sure the cracking team's work is not interrupted!"

    Pluto nodded, "I understand." After saying that, he waved to several armed secret society members and led them out of the command room.

    White Gloves punched the table hard, "Damn bastard! This is most likely a trap, a tactical trap!"

    He knew in his heart that this was most likely a trap, but he had to step into it because he had to ensure that the cracking team could successfully unlock the authorization code, otherwise, everything they did here would be meaningless.

    White Gloves took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.  This O2 team is a huge headache for him. In fact, they have ruined his business more than once.  White Gloves paced back and forth, his eyes cold.  He had made up his mind whether the operation was successful or not.  This mercenary team must be eliminated when necessary.

    Pluto, with a group of armed personnel from the secret society, found the cracking team as quickly as possible.

    Several technicians from the cracking team have been notified and are frantically saving calculation data and disassembling computer equipment used for cracking.

    Captain Claude frowned at Pluto, "Why are you here?"

    "Mr. White's lifeOrder, transfer the cracking team. The power supply here has been cut off, and they can only move to the control room No. 12 to continue cracking.  "Pluto said solemnly.

    "Isn't there an emergency power supply?" Claude frowned.

    "Cracking is not that simple. With our current equipment, it will take at least several days of calculation." The members of the cracking team explained while packing up their equipment.  "There is no way around this, unless you can move China's Tianhe-2 supercomputer over, which may shorten the cracking time. But do you know that thing? It takes up a warehouse just because of its size."

    "Hurry up, we have to speed up, there is no time to waste." Pluto frowned.  "Mr. White ordered us to immediately escort the cracking team to Missile Launch Control Room 12."

    Claude said helplessly, "Okay, I'll ask my people to clear the way first and make sure it's safe. You lead the cracking team to follow."

    "No problem." Pluto nodded.

    Just when they were preparing to evacuate.  The O2 team of Lin Rui and others had already avoided the warring U.S. troops and secret society forces, and entered the passage leading to the No. 12 control room first.  Lin Rui looked at the brothers and said in a deep voice, "Our chance is just this once. If we can kill the members of the cracking team, we can complete this mission. Otherwise, we will be very passive, because every minute of delay  The more time they have, the more likely they will be able to successfully crack it. Do you understand?"

    "Understood, boss, we won't let them pass so easily." Lincoln nodded.

    "Someone is coming! Hide!" Jiang An whispered into the earphones.

    All the O2 members hid in an alley on the side of the passage. Because of the power outage, the darkness gave them the best cover.  Lin Rui held his gun, held his breath, and waited silently for the arrival of these people.

    Sure enough, someone was approaching.  From the looks of them they must be members of Delta Force.  The tactical flashlight they installed under the gun body formed a beam of light that swayed in the darkness.  Dian Linrui immediately whispered, "Continue to the rear, everyone remains hidden!"

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