Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 171 Road Battle

The Germanic man carried a rocket launcher, and a rocket bombed the black seven-seater Chevrolet into the sky
He threw away the empty military green bazooka in his hand,

He tore off the tattered clothes he had worn because he had transformed into a lizardman,
Pulled out a black Colt M1911 military pistol from the holster on his waist, clicked twice, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and pulled the trigger at another black commercial vehicle

"A cracked pistol, Shet! Who does he think he is, Rambo?!"

The driver of another black seven-seater commercial vehicle also slammed the steering wheel quickly when the rocket hit.
The whole car drifted half a circle in place, and the whole car rushed down the interstate highway, but just avoided the shock wave of the rocket,

The dizzy driver looked through the rearview mirror at the shirtless Germanic man who was walking towards them while shooting, cursed angrily, turned around and yelled at his teammates

"Get rid of the son of a bitch and avenge Jeff and the others!"

The back seat of a seven-seater commercial vehicle,
"3, 2, 1!"

Two FBI special agents put their hands on the doorknob, one on the left and one on the right, making tactical moves in their hands at the same time, silently counting down,
On both sides of the car door, two special service soldiers wearing body armor and brown-green bulletproof helmets held M4A1 carbines tightly in both hands, and their legs and calf muscles were tense and slightly bent.

With the last countdown, the doors of the modified seven-seater commercial vehicle were pulled open at the same time,

The two special agents jumped out of the car one after another, pulling the trigger in the direction of the interstate while doing a tactical roll.

"Puff puff--"

After a burst of random shooting,
A secret service soldier had just stabilized his figure during the roll, knelt on one knee, his eyes were through the infrared star sight, and his gun was aimed at the big man who was naked and walking towards them.

The gun was aimed at the target's chest, and he just wanted to pull the trigger,
"Bang bang—"

In his scope, the target quickly raised the Colt M1911 in his hand at a speed beyond his imagination!

A point 45 bullet precisely shattered the M4A1's scope and penetrated his right eye
The two M4A1 carbines with silencers fired only a few times, and then completely extinguished in the sound of two pistol shots.

"Fake!"

The remaining soldiers of the FBI special service team looked through the car door at their teammates lying in a pool of blood.

A brawny man with a beard, like a brown bear, was holding an FN MK-48 light machine gun angrily, protruding half of his body to suppress the enemy with firepower.

"boom!"

The green vertical pupils in the Germanic man's eyes blinked dozens of times in a second.
Originated from the sensitivity of the lizard's dynamic vision, the enemy's movements seemed to be replayed in slow motion in his eyes.

The machine gunner who was holding the machine gun and hadn't fully leaned out of his body was shot in the head by him.

Pfft!
The machine gunner whose head exploded like a watermelon fell out of the commercial vehicle with his gun.

The FBI special agent sitting in the driver's seat looked at the companion whose head had been smashed through the rearview mirror. The man with the gun trembled a little, but he still tried to comfort the others by pretending to be calm.

"It's a top gunner! Don't move around, prepare smoke bombs, and flash bombs, he is only one person, we still have a chance!"

"boom!"

As soon as the driver finished speaking, an arcing .[-] bullet directly pierced the driver's seat glass and penetrated his temple on one side.

The bullet entered from one temple, and a red and white liquid lased out from the other side of his temple.

The modified high-power Colt pistol, after penetrating the driver's temples on both sides,
The kinetic energy of the bullet remained undiminished, and then it penetrated the back of the head of another FBI agent in the passenger seat.

The special agent, who was watching the target's movement through the co-pilot's rearview mirror, exploded with a bang on the back of his head.

The windshield and seats of the entire seven-seat commercial vehicle were instantly covered with red and white liquid...

Sitting behind the co-pilot, an FBI agent who had just opened the car door touched the blood-red viscous liquid on his face and screamed in despair.

.........

With a quick shake of his wrist, he used an arc shot to kill the Germanic man who killed two enemies. He lowered his gun and aimed at the fuel tank of the seven-seater commercial vehicle this time.

boom! boom! boom!
After three shots, the modified fuel tank was directly blown up.

With a bang, the seven-seater commercial vehicle turned into a ball of fire just like the one just now.

.........

Click
After dealing with the enemies in the two cars, the Germanic man replaced the magazines in the pistols.

Calmly turn back and walk in the direction of the interstate.

With a strong naked upper body, a golden peace plaque with d hanging from the chest swings from side to side. There is a heart engraved in the middle of the gold medal, and the Arabic numeral 8 is on the corner!

As if to make a difference, this 8 is inlaid with some small-carat rubies, which shine brightly in the sun and are particularly eye-catching.

…………

bang bang bang...

On the interstate, Phil Coulson was lying behind the tire, sticking out his arms from time to time, raising his pistol and shooting forward.

The opponent's firepower is too dense, and the marksmanship is accurate.

After several rounds of firefights, the armed escort police officers of the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration were killed and injured.

He also lost more than half of the Albuquerque armed police and FBI field agents he used to set up an ambush.

"Sir, their firepower is too fierce, and they are all equipped with heavy body armor. They came prepared! Let's withdraw!"

An Albuquerque sheriff with a blast gun retreated to Phil Coulson in embarrassment and yelled at him.

Phil Coulson gave him a deep look,
"Sheriff, it's not a question of whether we withdraw or not. Look at their aggressive pursuit, as if they want to let us go?!"

At this time, with fierce firepower, several gunmen from the Siberian training camp had already hijacked the prison van transporting the prisoners.

The two gunmen lifted Gustavo from the prison car and sent them to the car behind, but the others didn't have any intention of stopping.

Relying on powerful firepower, while suppressing a group of FBI agents and federal police, they rushed forward.

"Drip!"

Phil Coulson took out his mobile phone, looked at the flashing red dot on the mobile phone, and asked the police chief beside him, "How long will the support arrive?"

"We have contacted the SWAT team in Albuquerque, they will take a helicopter gunship, but they want us to hold on for at least 10 minutes!"

Just as the sheriff was about to poke his head out, a bullet grazed his helmet and shot past him. If Phil Coulson hadn't pulled him with quick eyes and quick hands, the shot would have shot him in the head.

"I don't think we can last 10 minutes!"

The sheriff collapsed on the ground in fright, touched the cold sweat on his face, and complained to Phil Coulson.

"Don't worry, Sheriff, you will go home safely and alive!" Phil Coulson said as he adjusted the headset on his ear.

"Everyone, throw out all the smoke bombs in your hands, build a smoke barrier, hold on, our support will arrive soon!"

After Phil Kolson gave the order, he took out a smoke grenade from the open car door, pulled the string, waved his arm with all his strength, and threw it towards the distance.

For a while, the interstate highway was filled with the sound of tinkling smoke bombs falling to the ground.

Then there was the sound of smoke chi chi chi, and soon white smoke enveloped the entire road.

In the smoke where you can't see your fingers, the gunshots disappeared instantly.

Both sides did not shoot. Shooting in this environment is bound to be concentrated by the opponent's firepower!

In the white smoke, a heavily armed FBI agent was leaning against the car door, holding an assault rifle tightly in his wet hands, his ears were pricked up, listening to the surrounding movement without daring to breathe.

He was so nervous that he didn't notice that a big hand stretched out from behind him, and suddenly covered his mouth and nose, while the other hand grabbed his neck,

click
Using both hands, he easily twisted the neck of the enemy in front of him, and the bare-footed black man touched the next enemy under the cover of the smoke bomb.

For these gunmen who came out of the Siberian training camp, daily lurking and silent assassination are daily subjects in the training camp, and they are commonplace.

Compared to those perverted instructors in the training camp and those hounds with extremely sensitive senses of smell and hearing,
In the smoke, looking for more than a dozen targets and assassinating them silently is nothing more than child's play for them.

"wrong!"

As time passed, the calm and eerie atmosphere in the smoke alerted Phil Coulson.

He pulled up the sheriff at the side, barely through the smoke that could see people, and silently pointed to the bulletproof police car beside him.

The old sheriff nodded knowingly, and climbed into the bulletproof police car with the door open cautiously, not daring to make any noise.

Phil Coulson carefully pulled away a flash bomb, then swung his arm violently and threw the flash bomb high
The white light flickered in the smoke, but the strong noise directly made a few unsuspecting gunmen in the training camp suffer a lot.

An unlucky white gunman just touched behind a policeman with a dagger in his hand and was about to attack, when the strong noise of the flash bomb exploded!
He covered his ears and tried not to make a sound, but he was still noticed by the armed policeman.

"Da da da--"

Because the FBI was wearing a helmet, headset, and flashbangs, the stun damage caused to him was not that strong. He resisted the dizziness, raised the gun, pulled the trigger, and a shuttle of bullets smashed the gunman into a sieve.

"Buzz!"

After throwing the flashbang, Phil Coulson took this opportunity to quickly get into the bulletproof police car, turn the key, put the reverse gear on, and step on the accelerator.

The bulletproof police car drove back quickly!

"Want to run!"

Another card soldier standing on a hill watching the battle looked through binoculars at the police car backing up on the interstate.
He took out another shoulder-resistant rocket launcher directly from the wooden box next to it, and aimed it at the police car on the interstate.

"Da da da da-"

Before he could pull the trigger, a dangerous instinct stimulated his brain. Without even thinking about it, he dropped the bazooka in his hand and dived down the hillside.

Almost at the same time, dense machine gun bullets enveloped the hillside where he had just stood
The 7.62 caliber machine gun bullets instantly hit a pile of munitions on the hillside. In these wooden munitions boxes, there were mines and rockets. After being hit by the machine gun bullets, they exploded instantly.

boom!
The violent explosion immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the interstate battlefield.

Above the hillside, a police helicopter was hovering and attacking below. The cabin door opened, and a glamorous female agent in a blue-gray one-piece combat uniform manipulated the Vulcan cannon door machine gun and fired wildly at the bottom.

The dense metal torrent strafed the rock powder on the mountain wall below.

"Hill!"

Phil Coulson was also attracted by the explosion just now. He slowed down the car suspiciously, picked up a police binoculars from the driver's seat, and saw the female shooter on the hatch of the gunship at a glance.

Without the slightest hesitation, Phil Coulson slammed on the brakes, switched gears, and headed back towards the battlefield.

On the interstate, the topless card soldiers looked at the armed helicopters hovering halfway up the mountain in the distance,

Picking up a squad heavy machine gun from the truck, aimed at the armed helicopter and pulled the trigger.

Da-da-da-

Although it was nearly 3000 meters away, the bullets from the heavy machine guns were fired at the fuselage of the armed helicopter,

There are still several transparent holes on the fuselage.

"Raise to a sufficient height!"

Agent Hill ordered the deputy shooter to change the ammunition chain, and at the same time asked the pilot to increase the altitude.

The card soldiers raised their heavy machine guns and fired at the armed helicopter until the armed helicopter exceeded the range of the heavy machine gun.

"Everyone, evacuate!"

The card soldiers looked at four or five small black dots that appeared in the distance in the sky, and gave orders to the gunmen in the training camp.

He gave an order, and a group of gunmen began to cover alternately, bypassing the large truck, and boarded the off-road jeep behind the truck.

Several off-road jeeps drove off the interstate and headed for a wild forest.

At this time, several police helicopters also rushed to the sky above the accident point.

Two police helicopters descended to high altitude and chased several off-road jeeps at low altitude.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the two police helicopters were chasing closer and closer, a big white man carrying an RPG rocket launcher in a jeep suddenly stood up and aimed a rocket at the armed helicopter above his head.

The range of the RPG rocket launcher is not high, and the long-range strike is not enough.

However, the two armed helicopters deliberately lowered their flight altitudes in order to pursue them.

"boom"!
The rocket hit a helicopter accurately, and the tail of the helicopter was directly broken by the explosion, and it plunged towards the ground.

The helicopter that hit the ground exploded with a bang.

The pilot of the other helicopter hurriedly pulled up the altitude.

And just such a delay, when several other armed helicopters arrived, several off-road jeeps had already fled into the woods.

…………

"Buzz..."

Hill asked the helicopter pilot to drive the helicopter to the other side of the hillside, lowered the altitude, and looked for the gunman she swept down the cliff.

But until the plane landed, Hill was unable to see the gunman.

"Hill!"

At this time, Phil Coulson drove the police car to the side of the hill, got out of the car and said hello to Agent Hill.

"The director informed me to help you!" Agent Hill nodded towards Phil Coulson.

Phil Kolson, with his hips akimbo, looked at the policemen on the highway who suffered heavy casualties, Secret Service, sighed, and gave a wry smile:
"Did you bring me out?! If I knew this, I wouldn't have to set up this trap that I almost fell into!"

"Look for anyone alive!" Hill said coldly:
"Mind readers will find out where they came from!"

(Brothers, at the beginning of today, March [-]st, give yourself a day off today, and tomorrow will be [-]. I don’t have much perseverance, plus I go to work, everyone is welcome to supervise)

(End of this chapter)