City Marshal

The weapon named Thunderstorm is a masterpiece of Belarusians. It uses electronic chemical gas ignition technology to fire [-] rounds of special weapon warheads within one second, and this technology can be used on any weapon. The firing speed No weapon can match it for now.

It’s just that although this artifact and its principles have shocked the militaries of all countries in the world, many countries have cooperated in the development of various weapons, but it has not been fully put into production and armed. Many people only see simulation pictures or small modified weapons, so this Batch things are completely beyond imagination.

Russian black bear, showing the simulation picture in reality.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless bullets poured down the entire windbreak forest like rain, the air was heated by the friction of countless bullet trajectories, and the violent night wind sank, causing a sudden sense of suffocation. The momentum of flying all over the sky made everyone feel refreshed Trembling, destroying creatures within the shooting range.

Although the Tiandaomeng elites that rushed out were scattered, they were still unavoidable under the impact of such dense bullets. The bullets covered the entire front of the windbreak forest. Generally fragile, falling apart.

The density of the bullets also showed amazing destructive power, directly smashing the elites of the Tiandao League wearing ceramic baffle body armor, each of them had at least hundreds of bullets, and everyone was beaten into a funnel. There were mutilated limbs and leaked internal organs everywhere.

The man in the strange costume who was wearing a special battle suit was also beaten so twisted that he kept shaking and backing up and spurting blood, and finally fell to the ground. Although the battle suit on his body was not damaged, he was hit by these bullets at the same time. People in battle suits can't stand it.

So the blood keeps spurting out.

Some elites of the Tiandao League who fell behind instantly widened their eyes. Looking at the rain of bullets pouring down in the darkness, it was as if they saw a god of death wielding a sickle!Before he could open his mouth to call out, the god of death slashed fiercely across his body with a sickle, passing back and forth!

The nearest few people in the ion bomb dense center were directly lifted into the air by Qi Jin, and then they were smashed into a pile of pieces of meat by countless warheads, and then scattered down, as if there was a rain of blood all over the sky. In the rain of blood, there were countless warheads passing by.

Terrible!

"put!"

The instructions are still continuing, and the special bullets are still firing.A round of 24 rounds in three seconds, and [-] rounds from the eight artifacts, is enough to turn the front of the windbreak forest into a death situation. Now the Russian black bear continues to be fired, and Smith clearly sees the windbreak forest continuously collapsing trees.

Those tree trunks seemed to be flattened by bulldozers, and they tilted and collapsed layer by layer. It can be seen that the tree trunks could not withstand the dense warheads, not to mention the elites of the Heavenly Dao League who rushed out. In Smith's field of vision, nearly a hundred enemies were all bombing. It fell in the rain and no one escaped.

Bullets flew, and the woods continued to be leveled.

"Young commander, is this thing powerful?"

The Russian black bear breathed out a long breath, with a smug look on his face: "I spent a lot of money to put it into production, and finally got these eight things. To tell you the truth, the Chinese military asked someone to contact me a few years ago. Brother, if we wanted a billion dollars to buy this technology, we didn't agree."

Having said that, he exhaled another puff of smoke, put his arms around Chutian's shoulder and said, "But if you come forward, I can persuade my elder brother to save face. This thing is quite effective against crowd tactics. Let a thousand kill a thousand!" , Come ten thousand and destroy ten thousand, the Golden Triangle can be armed."

"The Yankees still rank this technology seventh, leaving it in history with the technology of atomic bombs and nuclear bombs."

The Russian black bear introduced to Chutian very professionally and succinctly, and pointed out how powerful these eight devices are. At the same time, he dutifully tempted Chutian to use them to arm the Golden Triangle. Chutian ignored him, just looked at the fragile trees like paper and murmured Yu: "Now I know what a thunderstorm is."

Then he waved a gesture to Smith, and the latter immediately knew that he was going to repair the gun, so he led dozens of people to prepare to advance towards the windbreak forest, but just moved away and stopped, his eyes glanced at the smoldering artifact in fear , Worrying that if the fire goes off, they will be killed together.

After all, this thing is too overbearing.

Chu Tian waved his hand lightly, turning the eight artifacts to lock on the Reaper.Smith breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then directed the military and police to rush towards the battlefield. Not long after they moved forward, they felt that the soles of their feet felt as if they were stepping on soybean oil. They looked down and smiled bitterly.

While searching for the remaining enemies, Smith found that there were almost no complete corpses except for the men in strange costumes. Although the two sides fought fiercely and jealously tonight, they still wanted to vomit seeing the tragic scene. Thunderstorm is too cruel. Too poisonous and too meat grinder.

Just to think about it, Smith still issued a kill order to the man in strange costume, and the accompanying handsome soldier pierced steel needles into the latter's body one after another, sending them off for the last time no matter whether they were dead or alive. A few snipers fired cold shots, and Smith did not hesitate to bombard them with cannons.

The god of death has been trapped, and it is completely possible to kill.

At this time, the eight recooled artifacts were being filled with medicine, and Chu Tian slowly approached the god of death with his hands behind his back. The latter, who was suppressed by Nameless Nie and the others, had no chance to breathe. It was not until Chu Tian came over that he stopped shooting, but the muzzle remained firm.

"Death, you have nowhere to go."

Chutian looked at the hills in the distance and smiled, and his voice was heard by Night Breeze: "The brothers who came back from the periphery to rescue you have been killed by me at the intersection. I appreciate their loyalty, so I left them all corpses; all the people who came out of the woods to meet you were also killed."

He spoke lightly, shocking the mind of Death: "Smith also led the military and police to attack the villa and search. I believe that Clinton will be arrested and brought to justice soon. Now you are the only one who can breathe. You have nowhere to go. , how? Catch it without a fight or fight to the end?"

"Chutian, thank you for treating my dead brother kindly."

Reaper heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Chu Tian's voice, took out the last cigarette and lit it to relieve his emotions. When he heard the sound of dense bullets just now, Reaper knew that the brother who came to rescue him was in danger. It can be estimated that nearly a hundred machine guns fired at the same time for the rain of bullets.

With this kind of perverted firepower, Brother Zhanyi could not escape death.

So when there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, the god of death threw out a few more words loudly: "It's just that the god of death will never be caught without a fight. I still have ten bullets and can kill ten people. Chutian, the number of people I have killed in the past few days is already Enough is enough, and ten backs are enough to comfort me in this life."

"I have so many brothers, what's the point of killing ten?"

Today's Chutian is already at the top, and he no longer has to work hard step by step from bottom to top. He has enough resources to sweep away his opponents, including the god of death who is wearing a battle suit one by one in front of him. Hearing this, the god of death laughed: " It really doesn't make sense, today's young commander Gao Shenghan."

"It's just that my god of death has no regrets in this life."

He shouted loudly: "I have eaten the most delicious food, drank the strongest wine, played with the most beautiful women, and ridden the wildest horses. I have also received two doctorates and a master of medicine, all of which are the best. , I also developed this battle suit that is 20 years ahead of the world..."

The Grim Reaper let out his brilliant life in the wind with passion: "I also hijacked the second young master, kidnapped the prince, blew up the princess and attacked the United Nations building, and sent Mr. Clinton out of the siege safely tonight. Handsome, do you think I have any regrets about death?"

"I really don't have any regrets."

Chu Tian said lightly: "Are you sure you want to fight to the end?"

"I would rather die than surrender."

Death's voice suddenly calmed down, and then came out a few more words: "But I can also die without fighting, so that the young commander will save ten people from dying. The condition is very simple, that is, the young commander shoots me personally, and Death has The pride and dignity of the god of death, I don't want to die under random guns."

"I think, young commander, you won't refuse, will you?"

Then he didn't wait for Chutian's response, he threw the spear with his backhand, and the spear was thrown from behind the hill. Nameless Nie shot it flying with his hand, and when he aimed again, the god of death had already slowly stood up from the hill. Standing up, amidst a hundred muzzle shots, he tore off his black hood.

The pale, haughty and refined face gradually appeared in front of everyone.

He smiled leisurely at Chu Tian: "Young commander please help me."

There was a softness in his cold eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was as cold as the night. In order to let Corrington have a little more life, the God of Death gave up the last struggle, and he also took the initiative to stand up and let Chu Tian hit him. Killing, venting the death of the prince and concubine stuck in Chu Tian's heart...

"Young commander, please help me."

Chu Tian looked at the unarmed Grim Reaper with his head exposed, a faint admiration flashed in his eyes, he didn't respond, he just opened his left hand to the side, Nameless Nie immediately threw a spear to him, Chu Tian turned his left hand, and instantly The man and the gun point at the god of death waiting to be killed in the distance.

"Sir, take care..."

"Yuanfang, take care..."

"Living brother, take care..."

The god of death murmured to himself, and the words drifted in the wind: "If there is an afterlife, I will still be the god of death."

boom!

Chu Tian pulled the trigger, and the bullet whizzed and pierced into the center of Death's brow. The brilliance of life disappeared between the fingers of Death. There is also a smile without complaint or regret: "Thank... thank you..." The weapon named Thunderstorm is a masterpiece of Belarusian people. It fires [-] rounds of specially-made weapon warheads, and this technology can be used on any weapon, and the firing speed is temporarily unmatched by weapons.

It’s just that although this artifact and its principles have shocked the militaries of all countries in the world, many countries have cooperated in the development of various weapons, but it has not been fully put into production and armed. Many people only see simulation pictures or small modified weapons, so this Batch things are completely beyond imagination.

Russian black bear, showing the simulation picture in reality.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless bullets poured down the entire windbreak forest like rain, the air was heated by the friction of countless bullet trajectories, and the violent night wind sank, causing a sudden sense of suffocation. The momentum of flying all over the sky made everyone feel refreshed Trembling, destroying creatures within the shooting range.

Although the Tiandaomeng elites that rushed out were scattered, they were still unavoidable under the impact of such dense bullets. The bullets covered the entire front of the windbreak forest. Generally fragile, falling apart.

The density of the bullets also showed amazing destructive power, directly smashing the elites of the Tiandao League wearing ceramic baffle body armor, each of them had at least hundreds of bullets, and everyone was beaten into a funnel. There were mutilated limbs and leaked internal organs everywhere.

The man in the strange costume who was wearing a special battle suit was also beaten so twisted that he kept shaking and backing up and spurting blood, and finally fell to the ground. Although the battle suit on his body was not damaged, he was hit by these bullets at the same time. People in battle suits can't stand it.

So the blood keeps spurting out.

Some elites of the Tiandao League who fell behind instantly widened their eyes. Looking at the rain of bullets pouring down in the darkness, it was as if they saw a god of death wielding a sickle!Before he could open his mouth to call out, the god of death slashed fiercely across his body with a sickle, passing back and forth!

The nearest few people in the ion bomb dense center were directly lifted into the air by Qi Jin, and then they were smashed into a pile of pieces of meat by countless warheads, and then scattered down, as if there was a rain of blood all over the sky. In the rain of blood, there were countless warheads passing by.

Terrible!

"put!"

The instructions are still continuing, and the special bullets are still firing.A round of 24 rounds in three seconds, and [-] rounds from the eight artifacts, is enough to turn the front of the windbreak forest into a death situation. Now the Russian black bear continues to be fired, and Smith clearly sees the windbreak forest continuously collapsing trees.

Those tree trunks seemed to be flattened by bulldozers, and they tilted and collapsed layer by layer. It can be seen that the tree trunks could not withstand the dense warheads, not to mention the elites of the Heavenly Dao League who rushed out. In Smith's field of vision, nearly a hundred enemies were all bombing. It fell in the rain and no one escaped.

Bullets flew, and the woods continued to be leveled.

"Young commander, is this thing powerful?"

The Russian black bear breathed out a long breath, with a smug look on his face: "I spent a lot of money to put it into production, and finally got these eight things. To tell you the truth, the Chinese military asked someone to contact me a few years ago. Brother, if we wanted a billion dollars to buy this technology, we didn't agree."

Having said that, he exhaled another puff of smoke, put his arms around Chutian's shoulder and said, "But if you come forward, I can persuade my elder brother to save face. This thing is quite effective against crowd tactics. Let a thousand kill a thousand!" , Come ten thousand and destroy ten thousand, the Golden Triangle can be armed."

"The Yankees still rank this technology seventh, leaving it in history with the technology of atomic bombs and nuclear bombs."

The Russian black bear introduced to Chutian very professionally and succinctly, and pointed out how powerful these eight devices are. At the same time, he dutifully tempted Chutian to use them to arm the Golden Triangle. Chutian ignored him, just looked at the fragile trees like paper and murmured Yu: "Now I know what a thunderstorm is."

Then he waved a gesture to Smith, and the latter immediately knew that he was going to repair the gun, so he led dozens of people to prepare to advance towards the windbreak forest, but just moved away and stopped, his eyes glanced at the smoldering artifact in fear , Worrying that if the fire goes off, they will be killed together.

After all, this thing is too overbearing.

Chu Tian waved his hand lightly, turning the eight artifacts to lock on the Reaper.Smith breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then directed the military and police to rush towards the battlefield. Not long after they moved forward, they felt that the soles of their feet felt as if they were stepping on soybean oil. They looked down and smiled bitterly.

While searching for the remaining enemies, Smith found that there were almost no complete corpses except for the men in strange costumes. Although the two sides fought fiercely and jealously tonight, they still wanted to vomit seeing the tragic scene. Thunderstorm is too cruel. Too poisonous and too meat grinder.

Just to think about it, Smith still issued a kill order to the man in strange costume, and the accompanying handsome soldier pierced steel needles into the latter's body one after another, sending them off for the last time no matter whether they were dead or alive. A few snipers fired cold shots, and Smith did not hesitate to bombard them with cannons.

The god of death has been trapped, and it is completely possible to kill.

At this time, the eight recooled artifacts were being filled with medicine, and Chu Tian slowly approached the god of death with his hands behind his back. The latter, who was suppressed by Nameless Nie and the others, had no chance to breathe. It was not until Chu Tian came over that he stopped shooting, but the muzzle remained firm.

"Death, you have nowhere to go."

Chutian looked at the hills in the distance and smiled, and his voice was heard by Night Breeze: "The brothers who came back from the periphery to rescue you have been killed by me at the intersection. I appreciate their loyalty, so I left them all corpses; all the people who came out of the woods to meet you were also killed."

He spoke lightly, shocking the mind of Death: "Smith also led the military and police to attack the villa and search. I believe that Clinton will be arrested and brought to justice soon. Now you are the only one who can breathe. You have nowhere to go. , how? Catch it without a fight or fight to the end?"

"Chutian, thank you for treating my dead brother kindly."

Reaper heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Chu Tian's voice, took out the last cigarette and lit it to relieve his emotions. When he heard the sound of dense bullets just now, Reaper knew that the brother who came to rescue him was in danger. It can be estimated that nearly a hundred machine guns fired at the same time for the rain of bullets.

With this kind of perverted firepower, Brother Zhanyi could not escape death.

So when there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, the god of death threw out a few more words loudly: "It's just that the god of death will never be caught without a fight. I still have ten bullets and can kill ten people. Chutian, the number of people I have killed in the past few days is already Enough is enough, and ten backs are enough to comfort me in this life."

"I have so many brothers, what's the point of killing ten?"

Today's Chutian is already at the top, and he no longer has to work hard step by step from bottom to top. He has enough resources to sweep away his opponents, including the god of death who is wearing a battle suit one by one in front of him. Hearing this, the god of death laughed: " It really doesn't make sense, today's young commander Gao Shenghan."

"It's just that my god of death has no regrets in this life."

He shouted loudly: "I have eaten the most delicious food, drank the strongest wine, played with the most beautiful women, and ridden the wildest horses. I have also received two doctorates and a master of medicine, all of which are the best. , I also developed this battle suit that is 20 years ahead of the world..."

The Grim Reaper let out his brilliant life in the wind with passion: "I also hijacked the second young master, kidnapped the prince, blew up the princess and attacked the United Nations building, and sent Mr. Clinton out of the siege safely tonight. Handsome, do you think I have any regrets about death?"

"I really don't have any regrets."

Chu Tian said lightly: "Are you sure you want to fight to the end?"

"I would rather die than surrender."

Death's voice suddenly calmed down, and then came out a few more words: "But I can also die without fighting, so that the young commander will save ten people from dying. The condition is very simple, that is, the young commander shoots me personally, and Death has The pride and dignity of the god of death, I don't want to die under random guns."

"I think, young commander, you won't refuse, will you?"

Then he didn't wait for Chutian's response, he threw the spear with his backhand, and the spear was thrown from behind the hill. Nameless Nie shot it flying with his hand, and when he aimed again, the god of death had already slowly stood up from the hill. Standing up, amidst a hundred muzzle shots, he tore off his black hood.

The pale, haughty and refined face gradually appeared in front of everyone.

He smiled leisurely at Chu Tian: "Young commander please help me."

There was a softness in his cold eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was as cold as the night. In order to let Corrington have a little more life, the God of Death gave up the last struggle, and he also took the initiative to stand up and let Chu Tian hit him. Killing, venting the death of the prince and concubine stuck in Chu Tian's heart...

"Young commander, please help me."

Chu Tian looked at the unarmed Grim Reaper with his head exposed, a faint admiration flashed in his eyes, he didn't respond, he just opened his left hand to the side, Nameless Nie immediately threw a spear to him, Chu Tian turned his left hand, and instantly The man and the gun point at the god of death waiting to be killed in the distance.

"Sir, take care..."

"Yuanfang, take care..."

"Living brother, take care..."

The god of death murmured to himself, and the words drifted in the wind: "If there is an afterlife, I will still be the god of death."

boom!

Chu Tian pulled the trigger, and the bullet whizzed and pierced into the center of Death's brow. The brilliance of life disappeared between the fingers of Death. There was also a hint of a smile without complaint or regret: "Thank you... thank you..."