Marvel, I tweet and I can draw a lottery

Chapter 3 Confused
As the sky gradually darkened, the customers in the store left scatteredly.

The bunch of guys who come here to drink and brag have gone to strip clubs.

While waiting for a few months of financial crisis, these old guns may become the most beautiful guys in the strip club.

But now even if they go, most of them can only see but not touch.

Of course, the premise is that the Marvel world also has a financial crisis.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the Wilshere gun store closed on time.

The tables and chairs at the door don't need to be taken back, no one will take them away, but the poker cards on the table...

Oh, it's gone.

Of course it will.

"Blake, after cleaning and tidying up, you will leave work." John casually instructed Black, "You must clean up before leaving get off work."

"Yes, sir."

John nodded in satisfaction, and turned into a staircase hidden behind the container behind the counter on the first floor and went down to the basement.

Several containers against the wall are filled with various firearms, ammunition, accessories, parts and even raw materials, and there is a wall for hanging some cool little things.

The telekinetic control from the cable is set to be ridiculously strong. In the Deadpool II movie, it is only used to assemble the multifunctional thermal weapon of the cable.

Oh, and letting the dropped weapon fly back into your hand.

And at the beginning, John was not like Cable, who had the knowledge of firearms in the future and could only do some simple things.

For example, the US team's melon seed second-hand shield made of ordinary metal, and the Hidden Blade of Assassin's Creed.

This ability was regarded by John as a convenient universal processor at the time.

But there are also interesting things in the ordinary weapons in the lottery, such as the "military technology m-2077 Achilles" from Cyberpunk 179.

It's hard to imagine that this guy is actually! It's just an ordinary weapon!
Near is a sprayer, far is a sniper, and the middle distance is a rifle!
The 2077-point technical weapons are all black technology. In the introduction, this one is "the well-deserved king of electromagnetic precision rifles on the market. It has a long range and fierce firepower. Even if it is shot at an extremely long distance, the bullets can still be powerful. Hit the target. A sniper equipped with an Achilles can easily penetrate a wall or an armored vehicle."

In a word, it is also the king of precision rifles in the 2077-point black technology.

There are so many weapons like this!
After John used the skill of mind control (cable) to decompose and reorganize all the weapons he drew and every weapon he bought in his shop, he had already understood a lot of black technology. (The prosthetic body on Black was also dismantled and reassembled once.)
Today I just want to try to make a handsome and powerful weapon.

"Ah Fu, release the reference I prepared."

Alfred, John's artificial intelligence based on Blake's brain-computer interface.

The mainframe is a small console on the wall, and the final appearance is like the interactive terminals that can be seen everywhere in Cyberpunk 2077.

"Okay sir."

Ugh, it feels like I'm suddenly Batman!
It's just that the basement is not grand enough.

A holographic projection appears on the large operating table in the middle of the basement.

The above are all the blueprints of weapons and equipment that John dismantled and remade with mind control.

"Ah Fu, call up Achilles' blueprint first."

One of the drawings on the holographic projection was enlarged and turned into a scale model of Achilles.

"Remove exterior panels, dust panels, butt."

The shell of the scale model fell off directly, and was "placed" aside with a wave of John's hand.

"Unipolar motor, stand alone."

The current internal structure of Achilles can be seen at a glance.

Three electromagnetic rails, multi-stage accelerated non-contact electromagnetic launcher.

The complex mechanism of bomb loading is nothing but handsome.

"Change it to a p90 type of spiral feed."

Because if the length of the electromagnetic track is reduced too much, the length of the barrel remains the same, so the length of the clip seems to be as long as the barrel.

John recalculated the center of gravity of the gun and put the monopolar motor back on.

Then there's the casing...

Finally redesigning the stock...

"Ah Fu, how do you look?"

"incredible."

This exaggerated clip length makes it more difficult for this guy to reload, and it is really torture to carry such a long clip in the real battlefield environment.

However, the projectiles of electromagnetic weapons are much smaller, and can be regarded as bullets with only warheads.

A 470-round magazine may not need to be reloaded at all in most cases.

The original Achilles only had a magazine capacity of [-] rounds, and the rear cover was automatically opened to reload.

Now the magazine is ejected from the side, and then the exaggerated long magazine is pressed in...

The style of painting is quite weird.

"Ah Fu, the character model shoots according to the gun, let's calculate it."

Some modifications were made based on the data from the simulated design.

Two similar models appear on the holographic projection, one is the modified version of the model just now.

The other is to shorten the clip length by half and install an automatic aiming module in the front vacant position.

"The ammo capacity of 230 is enough, right?"

But the automatic aiming from 2077 requires corresponding prosthetic controls, and John doesn't want to cybertransform himself yet.

Perhaps a second such version could be used as a sentry machine gun?
Increase the rate of fire, link the base for automatic reloading and automatic aiming?
And as a sentry machine gun system, it can be bigger, without considering the burden of the gun holder, so that the power can be further strengthened...

John used his mind to control the holographic projection, pulled out several blueprints of the sentry machine gun, and repeatedly modified the assembly.

It's not so much a new weapon, it's better to play with the big toy of "mind control".

at the same time……

A strong black man with a black eye patch and a bald head walked through the alley in a windbreaker darker than his complexion.

The pace is steady, and the height of 1.8 meters [-] abruptly walks out of the aura of [-] meters, for fear that it will not be discovered.

On the high-rise building behind him, a woman in a red tights stared at him without blinking.

About to lose sight is like a spider jumping between big trees, flying to another roof.

"Mary Fuck!" The strong black man cursed, it wasn't the first time he was attacked by this woman.

That time three days ago, this woman directly punched and broke three of his ribs, and now it still hurts if he runs.

But today he made all the preparations before leaving the Three Curved Wing Building. This time, he not only wanted to get rid of the pursuit, but also left a seed for this superhuman to join him.

The so-called, turning an enemy into a friend!
Just as he was thinking, the whistling wind whistle made his heart tighten, and he quickly rolled on the spot...

Tom!
superhero landing!
Uh, don't pose to the Black Widow. Although the pose can relieve a little force, she is too heavy.

"My god, Falk!" Does this woman want Agent Judd's information?Is this going to kill me directly?
The woman in the red tights stood up directly from the black widow's landing pose with her strong flexibility, using only the strength of the squatting leg.

Just stood up and looked at the "shivering" black burly man, before he had time to speak.

boom!
At his feet was an offensive grenade that was left behind by the strong black man when he rolled away!
The smoke dissipated, and the woman was unharmed except for a little damage to the tights and dust!
But the strong black man was no longer there.

Fortunately, the woman in the red tights also caught the corner of the windbreaker in the dim alley in an instant...

So, a windbreaker is not suitable for escape.

The black burly man quickly entered the password on a security door, and walked straight in.

"Tom!"

The slender arms wrapped in red tights slammed through the security door!
"Mommy Fuck?"

This woman shouldn't have entered the wrong password based on the clues he left outside, then was stunned by the electric current, went to tie her up calmly, and then gave her an irresistible reason...

In the end, he handed over an "Avengers Plan", kindly let her go and let her think about it...

"Tom!"

The black burly man changed his mind quickly, opened the drawer and quickly changed the position of several documents.

Turning a blind eye to the pile of weapons next to him, he picked up an 05 pistol that couldn't kill a dog with six shots.

The "safety" door has been torn open, and a face that only shows the jaw that makes every man obsessed appears in front of the strong black man.

"Where's Judd?"

The woman wrapped in the red tights spoke with a cold voice.

Looking at the panic-stricken black man trying to hide the key with one hand and trying to resist with a pistol in the other.

There was a mocking look on the corner of the woman's mouth.

"You... who are you..."

"The famous Director Fury is nothing more than that. Listen carefully, I am Arachne."

Before he finished speaking, the green energy in his hand hit Chief Fury.

Director Fury was directly stunned by this energy.

Arachne stepped on the catwalk, walked up to the unconscious Chief Fury, and picked up the key that had fallen from his hand.

"Misleading me? It's too tender." Arachne casually squeezed the brass key into a thin piece.

I deliberately avoided the cabinet that would be the first to be opened psychologically, and started to look at it at will.

Looking at the file in front of him, Arachne's expression changed from disdain to disbelief, and finally he was in a trance.

Sensibility tells her that these things are just a conspiracy framed by Nick Fury! How can the Hydra she is loyal to be so dark?
But reason let her know that these materials have solid basis, and she even faintly noticed some of them, but she just refused to believe it before.

Now Hydra's mask was nakedly torn off, allowing her to see that eerie face.

Arachne looked a little dazed, she really wanted to wake up this Nick Fury, and ask him if these materials are true!
But she also understood that there was no need to ask at all, the head of the agent was not a good bird, and if she asked him, it must be true or false, and then he had some private goods.

Now she only has this combat uniform on her body, and she doesn't want to go back to the safe house, and she doesn't even have a cent on her body.

The codename Arachne doesn't make sense anymore...

"It's all your fault!" The woman slapped the unconscious Fury hard on the face. Seeing that he seemed to be awakened, she applied a bioelectric charge and knocked him unconscious again.

The woman took off Fury's black trench coat and put it on her body to cover the conspicuous red part of the combat uniform.

Then he made a gesture of Fury's height, and according to the height of his hand, he fumbled around the safe house, and there was indeed a hidden space.

At first glance, you can tell that it is the Walter ppk9mm modified by a master, a piece of conceptual information on the Avengers project (nothing substantial), and some dollar bills with serial numbers that are not connected.

The woman silently stuffed these few things into the windbreaker, and left the safe house.

Along the way, he took off his half-covered mask, and his long, slightly curly brown hair spilled down.

Rolling up the trouser legs of the battle suit, the black high-heeled shoes are trendy and hot.

But the matching loose black trench coat is somewhat weird.

But under the suppression of absolute appearance, there is still a special charm.

She is like an abandoned stray cat, wandering in the street in a trance and confused.

The high-energy bioelectricity in her body was somewhat uncontrollable in her chaotic and confused state of mind.

Somewhere, it seemed as if something was echoing her.

She turned around and walked in the direction of the Wilshere gun shop.

(End of this chapter)