746, European Theater of War: Spiders, Inquisitors and Vampire Hunters (3)
Rumble——
The whizzing tornado missiles bombarded the already dilapidated city streets and exploded, throwing up pieces of rubble.
However, no matter whether it was Peter who was relying on his strong spider silk and 'Peter's Spirit' to flexibly avoid a large number of explosions and flying shrapnel in mid-air.
Inquisitor Frank, who still held the thick jump shield in front of him and placed the storm bolter on one side of the shield, did not suffer any damage from the explosion!
Chi chi chi——
In the next second, Peter, who was caught on top of a tall building by several strong spider silks, quickly flew towards the direction of the cyclone missile in a very agile and flexible manner.
He even used the soles of his two military boots to run forward on the surface of the building as if he were walking on flat ground.
At the same time, Inquisitor Frank, who was struggling to drive up the mortal power armor, also launched forward like a newly launched missile.
He crashed into the depths of an empty building, and then quickly rushed towards the top of the floor.
Winter winter winter!
About tens of seconds later, a dark room filled with the smell of flames filled the air.
Peter, who was extremely nimble and agile, flew in through the broken window first.
As countless window frame fragments were flying, he saw at a glance several human heretics who were turning their guns.
Two jetting spider silks located on the wrists bloomed forward without thinking.
"Hey, good evening everyone! Are you still awake?"
Peter, who subconsciously burst into tears, stepped hard on the dusty and messy ground.
He jumped forward violently with the help of the strong spider silk that had been wrapped around a heretic's body. His two feet flew through the air and stepped heavily on the opponent's chest!
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the enemy's bones exploding and miserable howls resounded all around.
A powerful leg with a conventional strength of almost ten tons flew through the air and hit another heretic on the neck!
Winter winter winter!
At this moment, there was a sound of heavy footsteps coming from outside the dark room.
Frank, wearing mortal power armor, also quickly rushed in from the door.
He set up the storm bolter and jump shield in the metal palm.
Without any hesitation, he fired terrifyingly powerful bombs at the other heretics who were pulling the trigger of the laser gun within his field of vision!
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the roaring bombs caused those extremely fragile human bodies to explode one after another. Countless pieces of flesh and blood and fishy internal organs kept flying in the air, covering the surrounding walls.
Even though Peter, who happened to be within the envelope, reacted extremely quickly, a lot of smelly blood was still poured onto his hair.
"Here's the original body! My dear instructor, we won't be able to find a source of clean water for bathing in a short time..."
"Safe, the crisis is over! All enemy targets have been annihilated!"
At this moment, the deep voice from Judge Frank completely overwhelmed Peter's complaints.
He first glanced at the surrounding room structure with great vigilance, and then slowly lowered the storm bolter and jumping shield in his palm.
"Peter, check the bodies around to see if there are any alive."
Frank, with a solemn expression, gave the order without looking back to Peter, who was jumping on the spot and trying to dry his hair.
Then, he drove the mortal powered armor to the cyclone missiles that were erected at the window, with only the launcher remaining.
"Even though the factory serial numbers of these tornado missiles have been carefully polished, the weapons and equipment produced by major foundries and mobile nests are essentially different in terms of painting colors and model styles..."
Frank, muttering to himself, drove the mortal powered armor to kneel down on one knee.
He repeatedly checked the models and styles of these launchers.
"Peter, I have determined that these are weapons and equipment produced by the Mobile Hive City. Have you found anything over there?"
Frank, frowning, quickly stood up from the ground.
He drove the mortal power armor and turned around to ask Peter who was not far away.
"Instructor, even speaking from my experience as a rookie participating in the first internship operation, I can roughly judge that we are in big trouble this time."
"Look, this seems to be the latest model of Terra II laser gun. Coupled with the emergence of Cyclone missiles, how did these heretics obtain weapons and equipment?"
"There's another question. We haven't found any trace of them before, so why did they suddenly attack us? Are they because they dislike their slow death?"
The instructor's questioning removed any contempt and neglect from Peter's young face.
He casually grabbed a damaged laser gun from a pile of flesh and blood fragments with strong spider silk, then shook his head in Frank's direction and said.
"Peter! Be alert, someone is coming!"
At this moment, Judge Frank has not yet responded to Peter's words.
The expression on his face immediately changed.
Chi chi chi——
The next second, two scorching red beams of power as powerful as hot melt suddenly penetrated a wall of the dim room.
It swept towards Peter and Frank like a destructive force!
Peter's face tensed up and he jumped back and forth in mid-air very quickly.
He even hid directly behind Frank's mortal power armor.
Immediately afterwards, Frank, who remained frightened, quickly raised the storm bolter in his palm and suddenly pulled the trigger in the direction of the wall!
Boom boom boom——
Explosive bombs that erupted with ear-piercing roars continuously penetrated the wall with flying fragments.
He also suddenly stopped the scorching red beam of light that the unknown enemy had just swept over.
However, at this moment, Frank, who had a cold expression, was about to activate the mortal powered armor to charge and quickly approach the enemy's location.
A burst of shouting from behind the broken wall temporarily weakened the dangerous atmosphere here.
"Strange friends, don't shoot, we are one of our own!"
"We are mutants belonging to the X-Men patrol. My identity number is 002345, and the identity number of my teammates is 0!"
At this moment, Frank, who heard the other party's words, made no move to lower the muzzle of his gun.
Peter, who subconsciously opened his eyes wide, couldn't help but carefully poked his head out from behind the mortal's power armor and peeked repeatedly.
"I am Inquisitor Frank Custer, serial number 0001, and the other person is the intern apprentice of the Inquisitor, Peter Parker, temporary serial number 0099."
"I now order you as a judge to stand up immediately. My suggestion is that you should be more cautious in your actions to avoid unnecessary trouble and misunderstanding. After all, my bolt gun does not have eyes!"
Frank, with a cold expression, said slowly in a low voice to the mutant who was still hiding in the shadows.