Godslayer in the comic world

Chapter 4
At this moment, An Ge was stunned. It took him half a second to wake up. Louis called "RPG"!
"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the SUV with two bodyguards sitting in front turned into a big burning iron box in the air like a collapsing matchbox. Abandoned phone booth.

Fire spots and debris collapsed all over the place.

It's not that the opponent's shots were so accurate, at least five RPG rockets were fired over just now, one out of five, barely qualified.

With this thing, ordinary people can go to see God with one shot.

Free Gotham City, shootouts every day.

Before I could scold my mother, another remote-controlled bomb exploded on the highway.

It wasn't that the hand trembled and the bomb exploded faster, but that if the five RPG rounds missed, the bomb would explode just in time for the arrival of the first bodyguard car.

For a while, gravel and shrapnel flew randomly.

When dozens of fragments shot fiercely in front of the extended Lincoln, the entire windshield was immediately covered with cobweb-like white cracks.

No matter how well-trained Ange's driver was, his survival instinct still made him slam the steering wheel and brake subconsciously.

Thanks to the lengthened Lincoln, which weighs more than three tons and has a particularly low chassis, it didn't even roll over.

Unfortunately, there is no good news.

When the car was spinning, it slammed into a concrete pier on the side of the road, and the airbag popped out on the spot.

Fortunately, the rear car was fine, and the bodyguard on the SUV faithfully drove the car to the side of Lincoln, forming a small-scale bunker together with a small house on the side of the road.

Three bodyguards jumped out of the car, used the bulletproof car as a cover, and poured firepower at the enemies rushing across.

"Da da da!"

The power of the large magazine M4 is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The ferocious firepower equivalent to a light machine gun knocked down several guys rushing at once, and crushed many enemies.

The bodyguards were extremely grateful for Ange's previous order to reload.Even though they had fewer people, their firepower had the upper hand.

"Damn it! It's the clown gang!" Louie yelled, and struggled to help Ange unbuckle his seat belt: "Master, hurry up, the other party has heavy weapons, and the car is not safe."

Ange tried to wake himself up, glanced out of the car window, and saw a group of lunatics with red paint on their mouths and a face completely painted in white, using AK and the "African God of War" special marksmanship with both hands raised above their heads. Fight back here.

If their target wasn't Ange himself, Ange would have laughed three times if he didn't know what to say.

Brother, who are you aiming at?

The Clown Gang is famous for having a lot of cannon fodder. Most of the firearms they use are rubbish with almost worn out rifling.They just pull the trigger, as for whether the bullet hits the person after it exits the muzzle, it depends on fate.

When fate comes, people die.

If there is no fate, anyone can be like a god of war in the hail of bullets.

Louis pressed An Ge's shoulders and quickly led him to the two-story cement house on the side of the road.Anger's driver opened the door and dragged Wonder Woman out.

Anger couldn't figure out whether the Black Mask had a tacit understanding with the Clown Gang, or whether they were deliberately misleading, and the dozens of Clown Gang were not fake.

In fact, there were also members of the Clown Gang in the house. It was obvious that Ange's bodyguards were superior. After a short and intense exchange of fire, Louis and the others won an overwhelming victory by virtue of their marksmanship, reaction, and comprehensive suppression of body armor.

Picking out a few broken pieces from the bulletproof insert on his chest, he knew at a glance that this was the residue after the broken bullet of the shotgun slug. Louis' hands were trembling.This thing is extremely lethal to unarmored personnel. Even if Kevlar is used alone and the bulletproof plug-in is not installed, there is a high probability that he will be lost.

The pain in his chest told him that he might have broken his ribs, but he still had a life anyway.

In the next 5 minutes, the bodyguards used the cover to shoot wildly at the clown gang outside. The battle damage ratio was overwhelmingly favorable, but they couldn't stop the crowd on the other side.

"go to hell--"

No matter how many people are down, there are still guys who are not afraid of death trying to rush over, not only across the road, but also from the abandoned factory in the distance here.

Under the funny appearance of the members of the Clown Gang, they are full of madness.

In just a short while, the exterior wall of this house has been replaced with Syrian style decoration.

Among the six bodyguards, one died, and the other was injured and lost his combat power. Even the boss, An Ge, had to go off and shoot.

"boom!"

To be honest, Ange swayed before shooting because of nervousness.

But it's better to catch it well than to hit it accurately.

The clown gang on the opposite side suddenly staggered, and with their ability to catch the bullet with Tianling Gai, it looked as if Ange had predicted the other party's prediction.

"Boss, well done!" Louis smiled rarely.

Ange smiled wryly, and seeing the system prompt [Headshot kill, shooting experience +233 points], he was speechless.

Where's Batman?Where is Robin?Everyone is fine!
Come to the rescue!
In Gotham, you have a good chance of calling any boss, except the cops.

Ange was ready a long time ago, and the flashlight with the Batman logo was shining outwards countless times, but Batman was not called.

At this moment, perhaps because of the firepower it shouldn't have endured, after one wall of this abandoned house was swept into a sieve by the AK, it finally collapsed with a loud cry.

The house was originally small, with a structure of two bedrooms and one living room, suddenly one side became unsafe.They had to huddle in the hall on the second floor and bear the firepower from all directions.

The dense bullets overwhelmed everyone.

This time, even the bodyguards who had received strict training had to use the 'African marksmanship', just sticking the muzzle of the gun out of the window and firing, trying to suppress the opponent as much as possible to prevent these crazy clowns wearing round felt hats from rushing over.

Once entering a room for close combat, marksmanship will be greatly weakened.

Simply put, the side with more people wins.

"Damn it!" Ang was not cursing like the bodyguards, but he still kept saying something: "Martha! Louise! Gwen!"

The bodyguards didn't know what their boss was talking about.Only Ange knew that his names could easily trigger the hearing of those with extraordinary hearing and call for real rescuers.

He can't wait for a cloud-piercing arrow to meet superheroes!

The results of it?
Nothing happened!

Dry!Or can you only rely on yourself?

Ange was about to go crazy, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: 【Mr. System!Give some strength!Don't give me the power of DC or Marvel, just give me a drone-level auxiliary shooting system! 】

【receive!Host!Turning on (Hawkeye Eye Aid System) for you! 】

Ange lost his voice: "There really are!?"

[This is an auxiliary system evolved from the Tian Dynasty's intelligent individual combat system, and it does not exceed the conventional force of this world. 】

In Ange's spiritual sea, it seemed that the picture-in-picture function had been turned on, and there were a few more viewing angles from tens of meters above the sky.Not only that, but the MP5K muzzle he poked out also has a bullet trajectory aimed at by laser light.

Ange pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

The MP5 series of submachine guns are known for their low recoil, even though Ange used the 'African Shooting Technique', it still didn't cause any burden to his wrist.

The result is……

"Ahhh!"

"I was shot!"

"Fxxk! How can you be so accurate!?"

Although the mp5 series seems to have little bullet power, its actual effective range can reach 400 meters.

For unprotected enemies, the lethality is absolutely overwhelming.

Anger kept shooting three to four short bursts to sweep up the clown gang on the opposite side, and the firepower density on the opposite side dropped within a few breaths.

120 rounds of bullets went down, let alone brought down 20 people on the opposite side.

This is a terrifying hit rate!
Louis, the bodyguard opposite Ange, looked at his boss stupidly: Everyone uses African archery, why are you so good?I am the chief of Africa, you are the African god of war?

"What? [One shot, one little brother], haven't you seen it before?"

Several bodyguards shook their heads in shock at the same time.

The shock is the shock, the super high quality of these retired special forces made them wake up immediately, occupy the favorable terrain, and start to kill the enemies who are not dead from a condescending position.

But at this moment, a few crazed clown gangs made a crude but effective move.

They picked up the two doors of the SUV that had been blown up before as shields, and rushed over screaming.

"Tug, chug!" The bodyguards didn't spare their ammunition, but this thing is like the big shield of the special police, it is really bulletproof!

The firepower of the 5.56 bullet simply cannot penetrate it.

Even though Louis hit the foot of a clown gang very accurately, causing the guy to stagger on the spot, leave the cover of the car door, and then sniped him, but several clown gangs still rushed over.

At this time, An Ge became ruthless, took out the grenade in his crotch, pulled out the ring of the grenade and threw it out.

"Oh!"

With a bang, several clown gangs turned into clown parts.

The huge casualties finally frightened the remaining guys, and they ran away screaming.

Seeing the terrifying scene approaching the building downstairs, several bodyguards grinned.

Ange smiled dryly: "Who set off firecrackers indiscriminately? Look at the children who were blown up black and blue."

(End of this chapter)