Russell glanced at Smith from the corner of his eye and confirmed that the other party had not transformed into a super carrot man. He started to draw two consecutive cards with doubts, and obtained a character card and an item card.
[Character Card: Smith (a person who can defy heaven by giving a carrot)]
[Item card: Carrot (eating more vegetables is good for physical and mental health)]
Looking at the character cards that were drawn out, Russell's phobia of insufficient firepower has faded a lot. He is still in the exploratory stage of the cheating system and has come to two conclusions.
First, skill cards and item cards are far less powerful than character cards. Subway Police and Swart have never let him down.
Second, just look at the system's comments on the card and it cannot be used as a reference. For example, if you don't know Smith's character card, you can only know what his abilities are based on the system's comments without knowing much about Smith.
Looking at Smith who was still unfinished, Russell silently used the 'item card: carrot' and took out one from his arms. He first took a bite himself to confirm that the carrot had no health recovery effect, and then handed the remaining half to Smith.
Smith didn't mind being bitten by Russell, so he gnawed the carrot clean. With him chatting with him, Russell's sleepiness subsided, and he started chatting every time he drove on the road.
Seeing the M1911 pistol and magazines Russell had prepared for him, Smith was not polite, put it directly in his arms, and told what he did on the plane.
Russell looked confused: "So, you killed the congressman running for president next Monday?"
Smith said of course: "Yes, he is more valuable dead than alive."
"But after all, he is a congressman and the person most likely to become the president. If you kill him, wouldn't you get into big trouble?"
"The problem is not big. Congressman Rutledge has too much black material. If we really want to thoroughly investigate the cause of his death, a lot of political scandals will be exposed. Think about it, if the people know that the Congressman they support is a duplicitous hypocrite, and on the surface he is shouting
Banning guns, but secretly colluding with weapons companies, what will be the result?"
Russell was suddenly speechless. The national conditions were different and he didn't know how to answer.
Smith gave the answer: "People will march in front of the White House, the government will be in dire straits, credibility will be at a freezing point, and the rest of the presidential candidates will be implicated. No one in this group is clean, and they will try their best to conceal the truth about Rutledge's death.
, maybe tonight we will see news reports that Rutledge died of myocardial infarction."
Russell thought for a while: "What if the truth is exposed by a reporter who is not afraid of death?"
"Is there such a powerful reporter?"
"if!"
Smith sighed with emotion: "Then the gun ban bill will be put on the front desk. I hope it will be like this!"
Russell shook his head. It is impossible to ban guns in the United States. Gun ban bills have been proposed many times, but the result is that gun sales are rising steadily. The more fierce the gun ban, the better the business of the weapons companies, which makes
Other countries watching the excitement were stunned.
While they were chatting, Russell suddenly frowned. There was a car following them in the rearview mirror for a while. At first, Russell thought they were on the way, but he didn't realize anything was wrong until the other car kept hanging at the same speed and far away.
Smith also looked at the rearview mirror, silently looked at each other with Russell, and they both nodded. The highway ahead turned off, and the Ford drove towards the nearest town.
"Why are there still people coming to us? Didn't you say they would hide the truth about the death of the congressman?"
Smith shrugged: "We're in the know, aren't we?"
Russell was dumbfounded. This was indeed the truth. He, Smith, and Quintana were all insiders. The most powerful evidence was held in Quintana's arms. The baby had the same DNA as Senator Rutledge. As long as the baby's identity was exposed, things would change.
The truth will come out.
Smith was a little irritable: "Who do you think it will be, the CIA or Hammerson Arms Company?"
If Hammerson Arms Company, although it is a giant in the arms industry, Smith is not helpless, but if it is the CIA, he can only leave the US empire and live in other countries.
"You'll know if you take a look..." Looking at the car following him in the rearview mirror, Russell turned the steering wheel sharply and rushed into the rugged mountain road.
…
Half an hour later, more than ten cars arrived one after another, and a total of 70 gunmen got out of the cars. The leader was the short leader and the major shareholder of Hammerson Arms Company.
The short leader looked at the empty Ford angrily and pulled out a military dog to search the forest. He hated Smith so much that he couldn't sleep well unless he killed him with his own hands.
In fact, Smith would like to thank the short leader and the major shareholder. Through their huge background connections, the two suppressed the truth about Congressman Rutledge's death. The Congressman did not die from an assassination, but because the plane crashed and even the body could not be found.
arrive.
For the short leader and the majority shareholder, the four Smiths are the last to know the truth. If they are killed, their crimes will never come to light.
Having seen Smith's marksmanship, the major shareholder had no idea of going hunting in the mountains, so he let the short leader lead the team, while he was surrounded in a bulletproof car and waited for the good news.
70 well-equipped gunmen, all veterans, with military dogs rounded up four people, two of whom were prostitutes and babies without fighting ability. This wave should be stable!
Soon, gunshots rang out in the mountains and forests. The major shareholder was sitting in the car, smoking a cigar with the sunroof open, and holding a glass of red wine in his hand. It was extremely comfortable. The death of Congressman Rutledge was a good thing. There was no gun ban bill.
, his assets will only increase.
In the grass where no one was paying attention, Russell squinted at the luxury bulletproof car where the major shareholder was. According to his and Smith's battle plan, Smith dealt with the gunman while he protected Quintana and the baby.
So, after wandering around in the mountains and forests, he took Quintana and the baby and drove away secretly. Unexpectedly, he met the mastermind behind the scenes. He told Quintana and the baby to hide, and he was going to kill the major shareholder here.
, the opportunity is rare, and it will be even harder if you miss it this time.
Russell has never met the major shareholder of Hammerson Arms Company, nor does he know his identity, but it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t know, the system knows!
[The host contacts the plot character Hammerson and triggers the lottery. Do you want to draw now? 】
This system still has some uses!
Russell drew silently and got an item card.
[Item card: Bank card (contains 500,000 US dollars, anonymous, no loss report, no cash withdrawal, although there are many restrictions, but the taste of Franklin is still so intoxicating)]
A useless card, Russell glanced at it and ignored it. He swept his eyes and remembered the positions of all the gunmen. Including the major shareholders, there were a total of 18 people, ranging from pistols, rifles, submachine guns, to casualties.
Shotguns can be found, and his M9 has 15 rounds of ammunition and two magazines.
Russell squatted in the grass, calculating how to kill this group of people, and finally found that it was completely impossible on his own.
The gunfire in the forest became more and more intense, and from time to time there was the sound of dog barking. Russell looked at Smith's character card and thought about it but didn't want to use it.
"System, use 'Skill Card: Bullet Time'!"
[The host is equipped with ‘Skill Card: Bullet Time’, this card is a one-time skill card! 】
In an instant, Russell felt his heartbeat become extremely fast, and everything around him slowed down. His perception became extremely clear, and his skin could easily detect the flow of wind speed, and the sounds he heard in his ears were quickly analyzed and organized by his brain.
, feedback into concise and clear messages.
A feeling of omnipotence sprouted in his heart. Russell followed this feeling and jumped out of the grass. The M9 in his hand passed in front of him, and bullets roared out from the muzzle.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
Russell saw the mist created the moment the bullet came out of the barrel, and could also feel the trajectory of the bullet. This was a wonderful feeling. Reason told him that it all happened in an instant, but vision deceived his brain and created an incomparable illusion.
Reality.
After half the magazine was fired, Russell directly removed the magazine and replaced it with a full one. Only then did the gunmen on the other side react. Looking at the bodies of their dead companions, they squatted down one by one and hid their bodies in the car.
later.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
Russell raised his gun and fired again. This time he fired and shook his arm violently. The moment the bullet came out of the barrel, its trajectory became extremely flexible.
The arcing warheads hit the gunmen's bodies from the side. After firing 15 bullets, Russell felt that his heartbeat began to return to normal. Unable to adapt to the sudden changes in his senses, he felt like the world was spinning for a while, and he lowered his head and buried himself in the side.
In the grass, I hid behind a big tree and breathed heavily.
All 17 gunmen were shot, most of them fatally shot, and a few survived. While Russell was breathing, they wailed and fainted one after another.
The major shareholder looked at this scene and almost spilled the red wine in his hand. Sitting in the back row, he was about to climb into the driver's seat when he suddenly remembered that he was sitting in a bulletproof car and sat back down with a smile.
My car is not even afraid of landmines, but will it be afraid of a small pistol?
After resting, Russell walked out of the grass and fired a few bullets at the surviving gunmen one by one. Then he came to the bulletproof vehicle and looked at the extremely arrogant major shareholder in the window. He really didn't know what to say to him.
.
The major shareholder swung the red wine in his hand, paid Russell a distant look through the car window, and drank.
Without saying anything, Russell took out a grenade from behind his buttocks, pulled off the ring and threw it through the sunroof on the roof of the bulletproof car, directly smashing the red wine glass in the hands of the majority shareholder.
Major shareholder: "..."
MMP, who opened the skylight?
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【Street Diary】
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