"This should be enough, right?"
In the kitchen of the factory, a figure was murmuring to himself at the dining table. He was holding a glass bottle in his hand. The bottle contained crystalline white powder.
If someone who knew what was going on saw or smelled it, they would be able to tell that it was the highly toxic potassium cyanide.
Inhaling this poison would cause mild irritation of the mucus membrane, numbness of the lips and tongue, headache, dizziness, weakness of the lower limbs, pressure on the chest, nausea, vomiting, increased blood pressure, palpitations, and wheezing.
In severe cases, irregular breathing, gradual coma, spasms, defecation, blood pressure drop, rapid breathing disorder, and death.
Lin Zhixiong wanted to poison the 141 Special Task Force and then use their bodies to submit to his father's army in order to save their lives.
His thoughts were vicious.
The industrial use of this kind of potassium cyanide in food was purified. As long as it was eaten, it could make people lose consciousness within a few seconds.
Everything was ready except for the east wind. He sneaked out with a smile on his face and returned to the basement to sit down as if nothing had happened.
141 would be coming over to eat later to replenish his stamina and prepare for the battle.
Outside the factory.
Qian Dui was instructing the small excavator to handle the last chores. The fortifications such as the cannon hole were ready.
The fortifications built with all kinds of steel plates and steel tubes would definitely ensure that they would not be harmed at all under the bombardment of artillery.
"Commander, it's time to eat. The chef specially made a few Chinese dishes!”
Rachel and Zhuo Yifan walked over and looked at Lin Qing, who was observing the battlefield through binoculars, and Task Force 141, who was busy setting up various weapons.
Professional, powerful, killing machine.
These seven people turned the Chinese factory into a battle fortress in a few hours. They displayed heavy and light weapons such as large-caliber machine guns and mortars. They felt like they had thousands of troops.
Lin Qing put down his binoculars and looked at Qian Dui with satisfaction. He had really learned that whether it was special assault or positional warfare, it would not be a problem for this old fart.
There were seven large caliber machine guns, two mortars, and a rocket launcher for each of them. A large amount of ammunition had been prepared and placed in the cannon holes to ensure a large-scale artillery counterattack.
High-explosive bombs, cloud bombs, and even more lethal weapons like white phosphorous bombs.
Even he felt that this kind of firepower configuration was terrifying. One could imagine how desperate his father would be when they started fighting later.
It could only be said that Qian Dui was too cruel. He bared his bloodthirsty fangs and brought the 141 Special Task Force into an era where caliber was supreme and firepower was king.
This mode also laid the foundation for the large-scale combat.
Shaking his head, Lin Qing turned around and smiled,""Arrange for someone to bring the food up! The enemy should be coming soon."
Zhuo Yifan nodded.”
He turned to leave, but Rachel stayed behind.
At this moment, she was blinking her big eyes and looking at the camp curiously, especially the 141 people who were sitting together and chatting.
A foreigner?
From the first time they met yesterday until today, except for Qian Dui and Lin Qing, everyone else was wearing bulletproof masks, so she had no idea what these people looked like.
Now it was clear that other than the person in the ghost mask who still had his mask on, the other four were all white.
"How did you do it?"
He raised his head and looked at Lin Qing, who was standing on the top of the cannon hole. This group of people was obviously rebellious and exuded a faint oppressive murderous aura. How did he recruit his subordinates?
Lin Qing's appearance was too deceiving. He was fair and tender, without the aura of a veteran. Except for his bright eyes, he was no different from Zhuo Yifan.
This kind of person did not look like a mercenary leader, but more like a rich young master in a novel.
How did he do it?
Looking down at Rachel, Lin Qing said slowly,""Because I'm the chosen one, hahahaha!”
Task Force 141 also laughed. He was indeed the chosen one!
Rachel was speechless.
While they were laughing, Zhuo Yifan and a few gangsters came over with food.
"The food is here!" he shouted from afar.”
"Eat!"
Lin Qing jumped down and walked to the bucket to wash his hands.
Spectre and the others also took out two ammo boxes to make a temporary table and prepared to eat.
At this moment, at an angle that they could not see.
A black man at the end of the line swallowed his saliva as he smelled the Spicy Boiled Fish on his plate.
It was too fragrant.
As someone who grew up in this poor and backward land, he had never seen such delicious food.
After hesitating for a moment, he looked around and found that no one could see him. He quickly picked up a piece of white and tender fish meat and put it in his mouth.
The rich fragrance stimulated his taste buds. He closed his eyes in satisfaction. It was indeed delicious.
However, in the next second, he suddenly lost the feeling of his tongue. His chest was so tight that he could not breathe, and all the strength in his body disappeared without a trace like a receding tide.
Ho Ho Ho
It made a few strange sounds and fell to the ground after a sharp pain in its head.
Bang... crackling
The sound of the corpse falling to the ground and the bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground made everyone turn around in surprise...
"What happened?"
Zhuo Yifan frowned when he saw the workers lying on the ground. He hurried over to check.
He turned the corpse over, patted his face and touched his nose. He jumped up and exclaimed,"Dead?"
Lin Qing brought 141 and the others over to watch. Spectre took a step forward and squatted down to open Brother Hei's eyelids. He picked up the chopsticks on the ground and sniffed them. Then, he looked at the Spicy Boiled Fish on the ground.
Then, she threw away her chopsticks and stood up, looking at Zhuo Yifan and the few men who were delivering food.
" Ah!..."
Zhuo Yifan and the others were frightened by the murderous look in his eyes. They all took a few steps back in fear.
Lin Qing also realized that something was wrong. He asked curiously,""What happened to the specter?"
" Commander," Spectre said coldly," this man died from poisoning due to the consumption of potassium cyanidation. There's still fish residue in his mouth!"”
wow
Not only did Lin Qing and Qian Dui understand, but Rachel and Zhuo Yifan's faces also changed greatly…
Cyanate?
Someone had poisoned the food!
141 was furious, and killing intent filled the camp.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Yifan, because he seemed to know something. He had the biggest reaction when he heard the words " poisoning by potassium cyanide."
Lin Qing's tone was extremely cold, and his murderous aura was almost uncontrollable.
"Zhuo Yifan, I hope you can give me a perfect explanation. Otherwise, the Chinese factory will be destroyed!”
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