At this moment, Ange was confused. It took him half a second to realize that what Louis shouted was "RPG"!
"boom!"
In the blink of an eye, I saw the SUV with two bodyguards sitting in front of it, like a matchbox that collapsed, turned into a large burning iron box in the air, spun twice, and crashed into a building on the side of the road in an extremely miserable manner.
Abandoned phone booth.
Fire points and debris collapsed all over the sky and the ground.
It's not that the opponent's shots were so accurate. At least five RPG rockets were fired just now, and one out of five was barely qualified.
With this thing, ordinary people can go to see God in one shot.
Free Gotham City, gun battles happen every day.
Before I could curse, another remote-controlled bomb exploded on the highway.
It’s not that the bomb exploded due to shaking hands, but if the five RPG shots missed, the bomb would explode just in time for the arrival of the first bodyguard car.
For a moment, gravel and shrapnel were flying everywhere.
When dozens of fragments hit the front of the extended Lincoln, the entire windshield was immediately covered with spiderweb-like white cracks.
When fate comes, people also die.
At this time, Ange took out the grenade from his crotch, pulled out the grenade ring and threw it out.
Fortunately, the car behind him was okay, so the bodyguard in the SUV loyally drove the car to the side of Lincoln and formed a small bunker together with a small house on the roadside.
[Received! Host! The (Eagle Eye Assisted Aiming System) is being turned on for you!]
This is a terrible hit rate!
Louis, the bodyguard opposite Ange, looked at his boss as if he was stupid: Everyone uses African shooting skills, why are you so good? I am the African chief, and you are the African god of war?
As the car spun around, it hit a concrete block on the side of the road, and the airbag deployed on the spot.
"Thud, tug, tug!" The bodyguards did not hesitate to use their ammunition, but unfortunately, this thing was just like the SWAT shield, it was really bulletproof!
In just a short time, the exterior wall of this house has been decorated in Syrian style.
Ange lost his voice: "Really!?"
"Boss, good fight!" Louis showed a rare smile.
Ange kept mopping up the clown gang on the opposite side with three to four short bursts, and the intensity of firepower on the opposite side dropped in just a few breaths.
Ange couldn't figure out whether Black Mask and the Clown Gang had a tacit understanding, or whether they were deliberately diverting trouble. Then the dozens of Clown Gang were not fake.
"I've been shot!"
The bodyguards had no idea what their boss was talking about. Only Ange knew that his names could easily trigger the hearing of those with extraordinary hearing and call in real reinforcements.
Even though the bullets of the MP5 series don't seem to be very powerful, their actual effective range can reach 400 meters.
To be honest, Ange shook his head before shooting because he was nervous.
"What? [One shot, one brother], haven't you seen it before?"
The clown gang on the opposite side suddenly staggered, and the bullets he caught with his Tianling Gai looked like Ange had predicted the opponent's prediction.
"Fxxk! Why is it so accurate!?"
Louis pressed Ange's shoulders and quickly took him to the two-story cement house on the roadside. Ange's driver opened the door and dragged Wonder Woman out.
Frightened and frightened, the super high quality of these retired special forces made them immediately wake up, occupy the favorable terrain, and start to kill the enemies who were not dead yet from a high position.
Ange had already prepared it, and he shined the flashlight with the Batman logo outside countless times without summoning Batman.
Ange pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Even though Louis hit one of the clowns in the foot very accurately, causing the guy to stumble and leave the cover of the car door, and then sniped him to death, several clowns still rushed over.
At this moment, perhaps due to receiving undue firepower, this abandoned house finally collapsed with a scream after one wall was swept into a sieve by AK.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
In the next five minutes, the bodyguards used bunkers to shoot wildly at the clown gang outside. The battle-loss ratio was overwhelmingly favorable, but they could not stop the large number of people on the other side.
Brother, who are you targeting?
Ange smiled bitterly and was speechless when he saw the system prompt of [Headshot kill, shooting experience +233 points].
"Damn it! It's the clown gang!" Louis yelled while struggling to help Ange unbuckle his seat belt: "Master, let's go quickly. The other party has heavy weapons and the car is not safe."
Ange was going crazy with anxiety, and couldn't help but think to himself: [System Lord! Give me some power! Instead of giving me the power of DC or Marvel, just give me a drone-level auxiliary shooting system! 】
If their target was not Ange himself, Ange would laugh three times even though he had no choice but to do so.
"Da da da!"
"Go to hell——"
The three bodyguards jumped out of the vehicle, used the bulletproof vehicle as a cover, and poured firepower on the enemy rushing in the opposite direction.
The ferocious firepower equivalent to that of a light machine gun knocked down several people who were rushing towards him at once, and overwhelmed many enemies.
The result is...
"Ahhh!"
[This is an auxiliary system evolved from China’s intelligent individual combat system and does not exceed the conventional force of this world.]
He dug out a few broken pieces from the bulletproof plug-in on his chest. At a glance, he knew that they were the remains of the fragmented bullets of the shotgun. Louis' hands were shaking. This thing was very effective against unarmored people.
Personnel are extremely destructive. Even if Kevlar alone cannot pull the bulletproof plug in, there is a high probability that he will be killed.
No matter how many people were knocked down, there were still people who were not afraid of death and tried to rush over. Not only from across the road, but also from the abandoned factory far away here.
The dense bullets overwhelmed everyone.
In fact, there were guys from the Clown Gang in this house, and it was obvious that Ange's bodyguards were superior. After a short and fierce exchange of fire, Louis and the others achieved an overwhelming victory with their marksmanship, reflexes, and comprehensive suppression by body armor.
At this time, even the strictly trained bodyguards had to use "African marksmanship". They just stuck the muzzle of the gun out of the window and fired, trying their best to suppress the other side and prevent these crazy clowns wearing round felt hats from rushing over.
Unfortunately there is no good news.
120 rounds of bullets were fired, at least 20 people on the opposite side were brought down.
The firepower of the 5.56 bullet cannot penetrate it at all.
No matter how rigorously trained Ange's driver was, his survival instinct still made him subconsciously turn the steering wheel and apply the brakes.
Unfortunately, hitting accurately is not as good as catching the ball well.
Where's Batman? Where's Robin? Everyone is fine!
Come to the rescue!
In Gotham City, you have a chance of successfully calling any boss, except the police.
Thanks to the lengthened Lincoln, the net weight is over three tons and the chassis is extremely low, so Huo Huo didn't even roll over.
The power of the large magazine M4 is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
The house was not big to begin with, and the structure of two bedrooms and one living room suddenly became undefendable. They had to hide in the hall on the second floor and withstand fire from all directions.
The pain in his chest told him that he might have broken his ribs, but he still had a life.
They used the two doors that fell out of the SUV that had been blown up as shields, and rushed over screaming.
He longs for a cloud-piercing arrow and a superhero to come and meet him!
But at this moment, a few crazy clown gangs who were determined not to give up made a very crude but very effective move.
The bodyguards were extremely grateful for Ange's previous order to reload. Even though there were fewer of them, their firepower was overwhelming.
For unprotected enemies, the lethality is absolutely unstoppable.
What's the result?
No movement!
Once you enter a house and engage in close combat, your marksmanship will be greatly weakened.
"Bang!"
In Ange's mental sea, it was as if the picture-in-picture function was turned on, with several more viewing angles from dozens of meters above the ground. Not only that, the muzzle of the MP5K he poked out also had a laser-aimed bullet trajectory.
Several bodyguards shook their heads in shock at the same time.
Beneath the funny appearance of the members of the Clown Gang, they are all full of madness.
"Hell!" Ange didn't curse like the bodyguard, but he still kept mumbling: "Martha! Louise! Gwen!"
"Bang!"
Simply put, the side with more people wins.
Ange tried to wake himself up and glanced out the car window. Sure enough, he saw a group of lunatics with red paint on their mouths and all their faces painted in white. They were using AKs to shoot with the "African God of War" special marksmanship with both hands above their heads.
Fight back here.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Without fate, anyone can look like a god of war in a hail of bullets.
Do it! Or can you only rely on yourself?
Among the six bodyguards, one died, and another was wounded and incapacitated. Even Ange, the boss, had to step down and shoot.
The MP5 series submachine guns are famous for their low recoil. Even if Ange uses the "African Shooting Technique", it still does not put any burden on his wrist.
The Clown Gang is known for having a lot of cannon fodder, and most of the guns they use are junk with almost worn out rifling. They just pull the trigger, and whether the bullet can hit someone after it leaves the muzzle depends on fate.
There was a loud noise, and several clown gangs turned into clown parts.
The huge casualties finally frightened the remaining guys, and they ran away screaming.
Several bodyguards bared their teeth as they looked at the horrific scene downstairs near them.
An Ge smiled dryly: "Who set off firecrackers randomly? Look, the children will be blown up into black and blue pieces."