Marvel’s Big Villain

At nine o'clock in the evening, Jason, Harley, and David drove to Queens. They parked the car in a dark alley near the headquarters of the Mexican Gang.

Harry and David got out of the car carrying black travel bags full of guns and ammunition.

Jason walked over and reminded: "There are two to three hundred gunmen in the Mexican gang, all of whom are armed with automatic rifles. Although your marksmanship has reached a superb level, the gap in the number of people is too large, so you should be more careful."

He pointed to the tall building not far away, and said, "I will observe you from above, and if you encounter any trouble that cannot be dealt with, call me immediately."

"Okay, boss."

"Haney, don't worry."

Both of them are not fledgling rookies. If they really encounter a strong enemy, they will definitely not act recklessly.

After explaining a few words, Harley and David left the alley with black bags on their backs, and quickly ran towards the slums.

After they left, Jason gathered the wind energy on the soles of his feet, then soared into the air and flew to a tall building not far away.

After confirming that there was no one on the roof, he sat on the edge of the roof with his feet hanging down to the ground, then took out his black-tech binoculars, and stared at the fast-moving two expectantly.

At nine o'clock, it was already dark.

In order to save electricity, the residents of the slums lit red bonfires beside the roads everywhere.

Some people with nothing to do sat around, drinking cheap beer and chatting casually.

Suddenly, at the entrance of the slum, a man and a woman walked in.

They wore full body armor, held large-caliber automatic rifles, and carried bulging black bags on their backs.

These two people were obviously fat sheep, but because they held automatic rifles in their hands, these people with dirty hands and feet could only give up the idea of ​​robbery.

Watching the two go away, someone asked curiously: "What's the matter today? In the morning, noon, afternoon, and evening, four groups of people came in a row, and they all seemed not to be trifled with."

The companion added a handful of firewood to the bonfire, and said calmly: "Don't forget, this is the headquarters of the Mexican Gang, so it's not surprising how many great people come here."

Harry and David went deeper and deeper, and according to the information they had in advance, they soon came to the area belonging to the Mexican gang.

At this time, several men holding AK47 and wearing printed T-shirts surrounded them.

The leader of the gang scolded: "Stop! Who are you?"

The two looked at each other, and Harry asked with a smile: "Excuse me, is Mr. Gust there? We have something urgent to find him."

"Are you looking for the boss again? Didn't you just come here in the afternoon? Why are you here again at night?" The leader of the gangster muttered, but he still asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Why are you looking for the boss?"

The person in front of him did not deny it, which meant that Gust was indeed still here.

Harry and David showed faint smiles: "We are..."

Suddenly, they jerked their rifles up and pulled the triggers.

bang bang bang!

Several gangsters didn't react at all, a snowflake splashed between their eyebrows, and they all fell to the ground.

The dull gunshots spread far and wide in the night, and all the Mexican gangsters in this area were awakened by these gunshots.

"There are enemies!"

They frantically ran downstairs with their guns in their hands.

At this time, the little bosses shouted at the top of their voices: "Calm down, everyone! Don't forget what you learned in the afternoon, and come according to the original plan."

Hearing this, those gangsters calmed down one after another, and followed the instructions of those mysterious people to ambush in every corner of the corridor.

After Harry and David finished shooting, they immediately hid in the bunkers on the left and right sides.

But they waited for a full two minutes, but they didn't wait for the big team of the Mexican gang.

David felt very strange. According to common sense, they killed people on the site of the Mexican gang, and the next scene should be that the gunmen of the Mexican gang surrounded them from all directions.

Only then will the frag grenades in his backpack be effective.

Then the gangsters sent them wave after wave. After sending a few waves, they found that they couldn't beat them, and finally collapsed and fled in all directions. This is the standard script of gangsters.

The two waited for a few more minutes, but these gangsters seemed to have disappeared, and none of them came out.

Harry and David were a little impatient. They were single and weak, and it would be harmful for them to procrastinate for a long time. They had to find a way.

David Yigao is bold, he tentatively revealed a little flaw, and then quickly retracted.

In the next second, dense bullets hit the place where he just appeared.

No, I was stared at to death!

David's face became very serious.

Judging from the gunshots just now, several nearby buildings have been occupied by gangsters.

But instead of rushing down, they ambush at the windows and rooftops, staring at their bunkers.

"David, what do we do now?"

Harry's voice came through the invisible headset.

Although both of them are proficient in firearms at level 10, Harley is far inferior to David in terms of physical fitness, experience in killing enemies, and ability to respond quickly.

If you stand on the shooting range and hit dead objects and moving targets, it may be difficult to see the gap, but at this critical moment of being cornered, David's years of actual combat experience as a mercenary completely opened the gap between the two.

David frowned and analyzed.

The gangsters are all huddled in the building, so the bunker they stay outside can only become a target.

Therefore, we must find a way to get into the building and fight with them in the corridor.

David opened the black bag and took out two smoke bombs from it.

Harry immediately understood what he meant, and took out two smoke bombs, throwing them outside the bunker.

bang bang bang!

A few gunshots broke the loneliness.

Chi Chi Chi!

The smoke bombs sprayed out thick white smoke, covering the bunker and the surrounding roads so that they could not be seen clearly.

David did not act rashly, but took out a few stones and threw them on the ground.

Da da!

The vision was blocked, and the Mexican gangster, who had only been trained for several hours, suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

This topic is beyond the outline.

Hearing movement from the bunker, they took it for granted that the people inside were about to come out.

Before they had time to think, they pulled the trigger and frantically tilted the bullets towards the bunkers on both sides.

The magazine was emptied, and the intensive gunfire stopped suddenly.

At this moment, Halle and David quickly pulled out of the bunker and put on thermal imaging goggles.

In a white mist, they each got into a building.

The gangster lying outside the window had just changed the magazine when there were bursts of gunshots in the corridor.

"not good!"

"An enemy has sneaked in!"

"Hurry up and hide! Kill them!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

The corridor was pitch black, and the Mexican gang had only a dozen flashlights to provide illumination.

On the other hand, Harry and David, in addition to weapons and ammunition, there are countless advanced black technology products in their backpacks.

There is a world of difference in marksmanship, and the weapons and equipment are half a century behind.

Harry and David entered the building, like a tiger mixed into a flock of sheep, and a completely unequal massacre began.

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