Vault 32

Chapter 186 Anti-Infantry Mine
With a subtle look of horror on his face, the Marine Corps member's whole body seemed to stiffen. He could feel a hard, flat object being placed under the soles of his combat boots.He did not dare to act rashly, but looked down slightly at the snow layer that was about to reach his knees. He slowly raised his head and gave Liszt a wry smile: "Sorry, my luck is a bit bad."

"Small things, don't worry."

Liszt's face was solemn, and his eyes subconsciously scanned the surrounding snow in the forest, but nothing unusual could be seen on the white appearance. clean and dry.Taking a deep breath, Liszt handed his flagon back to the marine, nodded and said, "Drink some vodka to warm up."

Slowly raising his left hand, Liszt turned his head to look at Carl who wanted to get off the snowmobile to help, and also gestured to him, and at the same time said to another member of the Marine Corps next to him: "It's all in the snow. Stay on the motorcycle, guard the surrounding area in place, and report immediately if you find the situation!"

"clear."

Karl nodded, and at the same time he climbed up quite flexibly, standing on the snowmobile, holding his M4A1 assault rifle, looking around with extremely vigilant eyes.This place is already within the scope of Canadian activities, and I am afraid it is already within easy reach of Nakitimat Town. Otherwise, those Canadians would never have laid these mines.

And this is quite clear to Liszt.The biggest effect of these landmines deployed on the edge of the defense zone is not to kill the enemy, but to hinder the enemy's advance speed and remind the defenders in the defense zone that there is an important signal of abnormal situation now!

"Keep your balance and leave the rest to me."

Liszt turned back and got off the snowmobile, but his legs were also submerged in the snow layer very cautiously, and his face was also very cautious.Before you know the type of mine, any extra action will cause an explosion. It may be a trivial matter to kill yourself, but once the defenders of the Canadians know that someone has invaded, I am afraid that as long as a gunship comes, they will be brutally wiped out. .

Slowly exhaling a breath of white mist, Liszt's enhanced physical fitness, which was three times higher than that of ordinary people, was fully revealed at this moment.He could control almost every muscle, carefully sensing the strange changes in the snow under his feet as he moved forward, as well as any suspicious collapses.

Fortunately, he came to the marine corps smoothly and found no other mines.And Liszt squatted down slowly, and pulled out his hand from the thick glove. Regardless of the biting ice outside, he stretched out his hand to touch his right leg, and at the same time, there seemed to be something in his mouth. He said calmly: "It seems that the group of Canadians are very careless, and the density of the mines arranged is a bit high."

"Among misfortunes, the only lucky thing."

There was a wry smile on the corner of the Marine Corps member's mouth, but his hand holding the flagon trembled slightly, which already explained the fear in his heart.But he swallowed slowly, raised his head and took a sip of vodka for himself, and the heat flowed down his throat, as if to numb the anxiety in his heart, he exhaled a long breath and asked, "Anti-infantry thunder?" ?”

"Well, Anti-Infantry Ray, your luck is really good."

Nodding slowly, Liszt pushed aside all the snow on both sides of his legs, looked at the army green landmines under the combat boots, and his face softened a little.Turning back and pulling out the military dagger from his calf, Liszt pressed the boot on the landmine with one hand, and at the same time raised his head and shook his head at him, saying: "When you go out in the future, remember to pray for God's grace."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to untie the laces on the boots, and at the same time, the sharp bayonet instantly penetrated into the bottom layer of the combat boots, and as he exerted force with one arm, the boots were completely pierced.And Liszt's other hand immediately pressed the tip of the knife, and said to the soldier without raising his head: "Get ready, raise your feet."

"clear."

The Marine's combat boots had unlaced laces, and the roomy interior plush allowed his raised foot to break free easily.Regardless of the cold stepping on the snow, he immediately squatted down, pressed the two ends of the dagger that Liszt was holding down with both hands, and asked with a frown, "Then what should we do next, there are no stones around us."

"No rocks needed."

A little stream of data appeared in Liszt's eyes, and bricks appeared in his hands, piled up in the snow beside him.Carrying them neatly one by one, he began to pile up along the dagger, and when he reached a height of half a meter, he nodded slowly, and his face became a little more relaxed: "Okay."

And the member of the Marine Corps also slowly let go of his hand, watching the thick and heavy brick firmly pressing the dagger underneath, while keeping the army green anti-infantry mine still motionless, with a smear on his face. I was a little more fortunate: "If the thunder was triggered, I am afraid that my legs are gone now."

"So you need to pray to God."

Standing up and clapping his hands, Liszt exchanged another combat boot for him, but his brows became more and more frowned, looking at the surrounding white snow in the forest that seemed to have no abnormal conditions, his face But with a certain solemnity, he just said slowly: "This seems to be a little troublesome."

He didn't know where the mines were placed nearby. Once he walked past them, even if he had methods to deal with such anti-infantry mines, he couldn't dismantle them one by one.Slowly frowning, Liszt raised his hand and said to Karl over there: "Return along the route we came from. If the mines here cannot be cleared, I'm afraid our offensive mission will also be postponed."

But Liszt frowned slightly. He looked at the army green landmine that was pressed under the brick, and there were Soviet writing on it. It was undoubtedly an anti-personnel mine made by the Soviets. There are also subtle net marks, and the fragments formed in this way can cause a large amount of damage to the lower body of the enemy.

"Made of metal?"

Slightly raising his eyebrows, the corner of Liszt's mouth curled up into a smile. He closed his eyes and looked at several tools in the system, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened. At the same time, he nodded to Carl and the others: "Maybe we don't need to go back. A backpack-shaped item appeared in his hand, with a long pole attached to it, and he nodded and said, "The anti-infantry mines of the 60s, I have to say that the supplies that the Soviets gave to the Canadians are still quite backward."

(End of this chapter)