The few terrorists who were still able to move shouted and drove their jeep in the direction of Tony's escape.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ange found Ethan who was hiding.
Ethan looked at Ange and Black Canary, who were still only two people, a little in disbelief: "Are we going out like this?"
"What else?" Ange seemed to be laughing under the mask, which made Ethan feel even more terrifying.
What made Ethan feel a little more secure was that they brought some equipment that Ethan could understand.
The sexy secretary lady before was a bit exaggerated. It was just a set of six-level heavy-duty body armor. In addition to the bulletproof vest, it also included a tactical helmet, shoulder pads, neck protectors, crotch protectors, leg protectors, girdle, etc. Each tactical module was equipped with a bulletproof insert.
Board. Not only that, she also brought a PE bulletproof shield that was almost half a meter wide and one meter high.
Ethan looked at her carrying a shield and a short MP5K submachine gun to protect him. She also put a desert camouflage helmet on him and a bulletproof vest with a large protective area. Ethan suddenly felt much safer.
Well, he was just wondering, how could such a slender secretary have the strength to carry such heavy equipment?
After all, the weight of any bulletproof insert plate will not be less than one kilogram. The whole set will weigh 30 kilograms?
[Black Mask] is not omnipotent. It can only mentally control some weak-willed terrorists, and the number does not exceed ten.
Here, Black Canary just pressed Ethan's head and made him hide behind a big rock. Just as she was carrying the bulletproof shield furtively and using the observation hole on the shield to peek at the situation outside, what caught her eye was
It is a large number of enemies that are falling.
For a moment, Ange's whole figure seemed to be bathed in a hail of bullets. In fact, it was the opposite side that was bathed in bullets.
The 33-round long magazine was emptied by Ange in a few seconds.
Ange silenced the opponent's machine gunner with one shot.
At this moment, Ange was not fighting alone, he seemed to be possessed by Fa Ge.
Black Canary was stunned, her body trembling with fear.
Cough! It’s a joke!
In fact, when he heard the first exclamation in Arabic, the light screen on his retina suddenly switched to a red flashing screen representing a warning.
They fell limply to the ground as if they were drunk. There were no hurt curses or painful groans. At most, there were only dying twitches.
This is already similar to a bow and arrow projectile!
A hit is a hit!
The Glock pistol aimed faster at the guy thirty meters away.
Another eye piercing!
"Bang!"
Ange was stunned for a moment before replying: "Act as planned."
Ange took the lead and went out with two Glock G36 pistols with extended magazines in a very grand manner.
Walking in and fighting out are two different concepts.
"Chu, tug, tug!" The sound of a large-caliber machine gun, as dull as tearing cloth, resounded throughout the valley.
He was still wearing a suit and leather shoes, but he was wearing a Kevlar body armor with bulletproof inserts.
"Ahhh!" If it weren't for an injured terrorist who suddenly jumped out from a pile of exploding arms boxes and hacked at Black Canary with a machete.
After so many days of fighting training, she had already admitted that Ange's hand-to-hand combat ability was no less than his, but she never thought that it was Ange himself who killed [Black Mask] Roman.
Here, thanks to Mr. [Black Mask]'s [Pistol Marksman] skill, Ange can quickly kill enemies within fifty meters of him.
The advantage of dual-wielding pistols is that even if one gun is reloading, the firepower output of the other gun can still be maintained.
Originally, they should be the party with more people.
The remaining terrorists woke up and looked for the enemy.
No one expected that Ange would... become an army by himself!
Through the narrow eye sockets on the ebony black mask, Ange was in a strange state, as if the BGM of Shanghai Beach was echoing in his ears.
When that 9mm bullet crosses space and goes straight to the theoretical limit of the range, a simple obstacle can make it lose its lethality. Maybe it is a dictionary, maybe a button, or even thick enough fat.
Its last remaining kinetic energy has been exhausted.
Don't blame him for being dazed, he suddenly discovered something he hadn't noticed before.
A high-low, suppressive shot from 150 meters away!
A 12.7mm large-caliber bullet, let alone one shot, can crush a person to pieces. It can't even withstand a 10mm thick steel plate. Ange had to avoid its edge.
Now it seems that his marksmanship is superior to his hand-to-hand combat!
"Oh my god! What kind of boss am I following!?"
The entire valley actually showed a strange relative silence.
…
The next second, Ange's body flashed out from behind the big rock, and he was shot from afar.
Originally, armed with a large number of American rifles, they should have more powerful firepower.
"Bang!"
"Wandering - wandering -"
The guy was spinning around, and saw a long leg flying up, kicking him three meters away.
At this distance, a pistol bullet with a muzzle velocity of less than 300 meters per second will have an obvious kinetic energy attenuation in its trajectory, showing an obvious parabola.
A thrilling shot!
150 meters, which is definitely beyond the recommended range of a pistol.
Unfortunately, this does not include eyeballs.
In the eyes of outsiders, we are outnumbered and the enemy is outnumbered. This is undoubtedly a desperate situation.
The valley was completely quiet.
Even though Iron Man has seduced the main force away, there are still more than a hundred people left here, either searching for remaining enemies or providing rescue to their comrades who were injured in the explosion.
"Crack!"
With a "click" sound, the empty magazine fell to the ground. Ange put his hanging right hand on the lower end of the magazine hanger on his waist and poked it upward, and a pistol magazine flew flexibly into the air.
Following the flashing red arrow, it only took Ange a tenth of a second to see the terrorist who was holding up the AK rifle towards him while screaming.
If there is anything on the other side that can really fight back, it is probably the heavy machine gun that just suppressed Iron Man.
Miraculously, the right hand that had been lowered just now was on top of the magazine that was flying upward at some point, and the narrow magazine was loaded into the magazine of the pistol handle with incomparable accuracy.
Well, it's good to be young. You can fall asleep without even making a sound.
Pistols have a slow rate of fire. This is the inherent thinking of ordinary people. Here is a piece of trivia that few people know: the theoretical rate of fire of the latest versions of Glock pistols can easily exceed a thousand rounds per minute.
"Boss? Shall we evacuate?"
In her opinion, such a boastful rich man should not end up with his hands stained with blood, let alone have such heaven-defying fighting power.
The pistol in his right hand, which briefly flamed out, once again spit out deathly gunfire almost continuously.
this--
The secretary didn't even have a chance to take action.
"Bang bang bang!"
The result was a strange silence on the other side.
However, the sudden sound of gunfire and the warning cry could not be covered up by the explosions that sounded from time to time on the battlefield.
While the person was still in the air, gunfire flashed from Black Canary's right hand.
Seeing Ange finally hiding for the first time, Black Canary breathed a sigh of relief: It turns out that my boss is still a human!
Of course, there was just a pause.
Without even a death scream, the guy fell to the ground and died silently.
The 9mm bullet traced a long trajectory, swished into the guy's eye socket.
There are so many terrorists in the valley, and everyone is on alert.
With twice the agility of an ordinary person, Ange felt that the speed at which the opponent was holding the gun was so terrible that it was almost like slow motion.
Pistol bullets are not as powerful as rifle bullets, but if a small bullet penetrates into the brain, it can still easily create a large mass of real brain damage.
Then there is the pistol in the left hand...
Compared to the secretary, Ange is the outrageous one.
"Hmph!" After a cold snort, the guy was greeted with a shield slapped on his forehead.
Not Afghanistan, but Shanghai.
Seen from a distance, the terrorists seemed to have stuck their heads out and used their brows, throats, and temples to catch bullets according to their abilities.
This is how it should be!
Little did they know, what greeted them was a hail of bullets that was so accurate that it was terrifying.
One after another, ethereal red spheres appeared on the corpses of the terrorists.
When he focused his energy on the [red balls], a magical scene happened - those red balls actually responded to his call, flew over and sank into Ange's body.
Several red balls even passed in front of Black Canary and Ethan, and they were unaware of it.
Ange was surprised: Could this be... the red soul in Kratos in [God of War]?