MTL - Godslayer In the Comic World-Chapter 4 one shot one buddy

  Chapter 4 One shot, one brother

  At this moment, Ange was stunned. It took him half a second to wake up. Louis called "RPG"!

   "Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the SUV with two bodyguards sitting in front turned into a big burning iron box in the air like a collapsing matchbox. Abandoned phone booth.

  Fire spots and debris collapsed all over the place.

   It’s not that the opponent’s shots are so accurate. Just now, at least five RPG rockets were ejected, one out of five, which can be said to be barely qualified.

   With this thing, ordinary people can go to see God with one shot.

  Free Gotham City, shootout every day.

   Before I could scold my mother, another remote-controlled bomb exploded on the road.

   It's not that the hand trembled and the bomb exploded faster, but that if the five RPG rounds missed, the bomb would explode just in time for the arrival of the first bodyguard car.

  For a while, gravel and shrapnel flew randomly.

  When dozens of fragments shot fiercely in front of the extended Lincoln, the entire windshield was immediately covered with cobweb-like white cracks.

   Rao is how Ange's driver has been strictly trained, and his survival instinct still made him subconsciously slam the steering wheel and brake.

  Thanks to the lengthened Lincoln, the net weight of the car exceeds three tons, and the chassis is still extremely low, so Huo Huo didn't roll over.

   Unfortunately, there is no good news.

  When the car was spinning, it slammed into a concrete pier on the side of the road, and the airbag popped out on the spot.

  Fortunately, the car behind was fine, and the bodyguard on the SUV faithfully drove the car to the side of Lincoln, forming a small-scale bunker with a small house on the side of the road.

  Three bodyguards jumped out of the car, used the bulletproof car as a cover, and poured firepower at the enemies rushing across.

"Da da da!"

  The power of the large magazine M4 is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

   Equivalent to the ferocious firepower of a light machine gun, it knocked down several guys rushing at once, and crushed many enemies.

  The bodyguards were extremely grateful for Anger's previous order to reload. Even though they had fewer people, their firepower had the upper hand.

   "Damn it! It's the Clown Gang!" Louie cursed and struggled to help Ange unbuckle his seat belt: "Master, hurry up, the other party has heavy weapons, and the car is not safe."

Ange tried to wake himself up, glanced out of the car window, and saw a group of lunatics with red paint on their mouths and a face completely painted in white, using AK and the "African God of War" special marksmanship with both hands raised above their heads. Fight back here.

  If their target is not Ange himself, Ange will laugh three times if he can't say it.

  Brother, who are you targeting?

  The Clown Gang is famous for having a lot of cannon fodder. Most of the firearms they use are **** with almost worn out rifling. They just pull the trigger, as for whether the bullet hits the person after it exits the muzzle, it depends on fate.

   When the fate comes, the person dies.

   Fate is not enough, anyone can be like a **** of war in the hail of bullets.

  Louis held An Ge's shoulders and quickly led him to the two-story cement house on the side of the road. Anger's driver opened the door and dragged Wonder Woman out.

  Ange couldn't figure out whether the Black Mask had a tacit understanding with the Clown Gang, or whether they deliberately misled others, and the dozens of Clown Gang were not fake.

  Actually, there are also members of the Clown Gang in this house. It is obvious that Ange's bodyguards are superior. After a short and intense exchange of fire, with marksmanship, reaction and comprehensive suppression of body armor, Louis and the others won an overwhelming victory.

  Pull out a few broken pieces from the bulletproof insert on his chest, and at a glance, he can tell that this is the residue after the broken bullet of the shotgun slug. Louis' hands are shaking. This thing is extremely lethal to unarmored personnel. Even if Kevlar is used alone and the bulletproof plug-in is not installed, there is a high probability that he will be lost.

  The sharp pain in his chest told him that he might have broken a rib, and he still had a life anyway.

   In the next five minutes, the bodyguards used the cover to shoot wildly at the clown gang outside. The battle damage ratio was overwhelmingly favorable, but they couldn't stop the crowd on the other side.

"go to hell-"

   No matter how many people are down, there are still people who are not afraid of death trying to rush over, not only across the road, but also from the abandoned factory in the distance here.

  The clown gang members are full of madness under the funny appearance.

  In just a short while, the exterior wall of this house has been replaced with a Syrian-style decoration.

  Among the six bodyguards, one died, and the other was injured and lost his strength. Even the boss, Anger, had to go off and shoot.

"boom!"

   To be honest, Ange swayed before shooting because of nervousness.

   Helpless, it is better to catch well than to hit accurately.

  The clown gang on the opposite side suddenly staggered, and caught the bullet with Tianling Gai's ability, it looked like Ang had predicted the other party's prediction.

   "Boss, good fight!" Louis smiled rarely.

  Ange smiled wryly. Seeing the system prompt [Headshot kill, shooting experience +233 points], he was speechless.

  What about Batman? Where is Robin? Everyone is fine!

   Come to the rescue!

  In Gotham, you have a chance to call any boss, except the police.

  Ange was ready a long time ago, and the flashlight with the Batman logo was shining outwards countless times, but Batman was not called.

  At this moment, perhaps because of the firepower it shouldn't have endured, after one wall of this abandoned house was swept into a sieve by the AK, it finally collapsed with a loud cry.

  The house was not big in the first place, with a structure of two bedrooms and one living room, one side suddenly became unsafe. They had to huddle in the hall on the second floor and bear the firepower from all directions.

  The dense bullets overwhelmed everyone.

   This time, even the bodyguards who had received strict training had to use the 'African marksmanship'. They just poked the muzzle out of the window and fired, trying to suppress the opponent as much as possible to prevent these crazy clowns wearing round felt hats from rushing over.

  Once entering a room for close combat, marksmanship will be greatly weakened.

   Simply put, the side with more people wins.

   "Damn it!" Ange didn't curse like the bodyguards, but he also kept chanting: "Martha! Louise! Gwen!"

  The bodyguards don't know what their boss is talking about. Only Ange knew that his names could easily trigger the hearing of those with extraordinary hearing and call for real rescuers.

  He wished for a cloud-piercing arrow and a superhero to meet him!

The results of it?

   Nothing happened!

Dry! Or can you only rely on yourself?

  Ange was about to go crazy, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart: 【Mr. System! Give some strength! Don't give me the power of DC or Marvel, just give me a drone-level auxiliary shooting system! 】

【receive! Host! Turning on (Hawkeye Eye Aid System) for you! 】

  Ange lost his voice: "There really are!?"

  【This is an auxiliary system evolved from the intelligent individual combat system of the Celestial Dynasty, and it does not exceed the conventional force of this world. 】

  In Ange's spiritual sea, it seemed that the picture-in-picture function had been turned on, and there were a few more viewing angles from a height of tens of meters. Not only that, but the muzzle of the MP5K he protruded has a bullet trajectory aimed at by laser light.

  Ange pulled the trigger without hesitation.

   "chug chug!"

   "chug chug!"

  MP5 series submachine guns are famous for their low recoil, even though Ange used the 'African Shooting Technique', it still didn't cause any burden to his wrist.

The result is…

   "Ahhh!"

   "I got shot!"

   "Fxxk! How is it so accurate!?"

   Although the bullets of the mp5 series seem to be not very powerful, the actual effective range can reach 400 meters.

  For unprotected enemies, the lethality is absolutely overwhelming.

  Ange kept shooting three to four short bursts to sweep up the clown gang on the opposite side, and the firepower density on the opposite side dropped within a few breaths.

   120 rounds of bullets went down, at least 20 people on the opposite side were knocked down.

   This is a terrifying hit rate!

  The bodyguard Louis opposite Anger looked at his boss in a stupid way: Everyone uses African archery, why are you so good? I am an African chief, and you are the African **** of war?

   "What? [One shot, one brother], haven't you seen it before?"

   Several bodyguards shook their heads in shock at the same time.

  Shock is nothing but shock. The high quality of these retired special forces made them wake up immediately, occupy a favorable terrain, and start to kill those enemies who are not dead yet.

  But at this moment, a few lunatic clown gangs who were unwilling to give up made a crude but effective move.

  They picked up the two doors of the SUV that had been blown up before as shields, and rushed over screaming.

   "Tug, chug!" The bodyguards spared no expense on their ammunition, but this thing is like the big shield of the special police, it is really bulletproof!

  The firepower of the 5.56 bullet cannot penetrate it at all.

  Even though Louis accurately hit the foot of a clown gang, making the guy stagger on the spot, leaving the cover of the car door, and then sniped him, several clown gangs still rushed over.

  At this time, Anger became ruthless, took out the grenade in his crotch, pulled out the ring of the grenade and threw it out.

   "Boom!"

   With a loud bang, several clown gangs turned into clown parts.

  The huge casualties finally scared the remaining guys, and they ran away screaming.

   Seeing the terrifying scene approaching the building downstairs, several bodyguards bared their teeth.

  Ange smiled dryly: "Who set off firecrackers indiscriminately, look at the children who were blown up black and blue."

  (end of this chapter)