Marvel’s Big Villain

The special forces armed with shields and automatic rifles had extremely fierce firepower, and the members of the organization guarding the factory were no opponents at all.

In just one minute, more than half of the hundreds of members were killed or injured, and they had to retreat to the inside of the factory for a defensive counterattack.

"Quick! Take out all the weapons!"

Several guards rushed to the utility room and removed the random piles of debris, revealing dozens of silver-white aluminum alloy boxes.

In order to prevent troubles caused by the exposure of identities, the peripheral members are only equipped with pistols, but a lot of weapons are stored inside the factory just in case.

These aluminum alloy weapon boxes store automatic rifles, light and heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, rockets, grenades and other weapons.

Bronski and the others still underestimate the Clown Organization.

As the world's largest terrorist organization, how could it be possible to conquer the world with only one pistol.

The organization's security manual stipulates that even the most common stronghold must store at least ten weapon boxes, and regular maintenance and replacement of accessories is required.

Weapons were quickly distributed, and the counterattack by members of the group began.

Da da da! ! !

Rumble! ! !

There were gunshots and explosions.

I knew it was in New York, but I didn't know it was a war-torn country in the Middle East.

Relying on the absolute superiority of weapons, the six-man team formation of the Special Forces was directly broken up.

They had to leave behind the bodies of their teammates and run to cover.

But the guards, who were full of anger, would not let them go. The dense bullets and rockets were fired out, ready to wipe them out with the bunker.

The battle situation has turned 180 degrees, and the clown organization has gained an absolute advantage.

Just when the special forces members were desperate, Bronski, the captain, stepped forward.

With a shield in one hand and a gun in the other, he gallops across the battlefield with superhuman agility.

Because of his high speed and coquettish positioning, the weapons of the guards couldn't hit her at all, but his sudden counterattack was able to hit her accurately.

The guards were extremely annoyed by him but had no choice but to swear a few words.

At this moment, Jason walked up from the basement slowly.

"Boss!"

Seeing the leader appearing, all the members were in high spirits, and greeted him enthusiastically.

There were chaotic gunshots in his ears, Jason cleaned his ears, and waved his hand in dissatisfaction.

These guards understood what they meant, and immediately shouted at their companions to stop shooting.

The continuous gunfire suddenly stopped.

Bronski hid in a bunker and peeked a little.

The gate of the factory full of bullet holes was slowly opened, and a tall man walked out slowly.

Bronski's pupils dilated, and the muscles of his entire face stiffened.

It was him!

Jason walked out of the factory and saw corpses strewn all over the place.

There are special forces, and there are members of organizations.

But even though so many of his subordinates died, there was still no expression on his face.

No words were spoken and no action was taken.

Just standing there made Bronski and the remaining special forces panic.

With a desperate face, they greeted all the women in the Bronski family.

If it weren't for his recklessness, how could we have met this evil star!

Different from the despair and helplessness of the team members, although there is some fear in Bronski's heart, it is more excited and eager to face a strong enemy.

He has been in the army for twenty years, has experienced many wars, and has received the baptism of death and blood donation.

But not only did he not suffer from war mental illness, he even fell in love with this life of bullets and bullets.

The more powerful the enemy, the more difficult the task, the more it can arouse his fighting spirit.

Even if he knew that the next second would be death, he was not afraid or flinched.

Looking at Jason's supercilious eyes, Bronski's face was ferocious, and he was extremely upset.

Fear and excitement made his fingers tremble slightly, and his breathing became a little short.

Bronski quickly adjusted his mentality and stared at Jason with a strong fighting spirit.

Swish!

He quickly left the cover, then grabbed his rifle and fired at Jason.

bang bang bang!

A few bullets hit the body and fell to the ground weakly.

Jason turned his eyes and stared at Bronski.

This guy seems to be...

Bronski moved and shot, and Jason stood still like a stake.

"Good speed, faster than Jinpin."

Jason watched and analyzed.

A minute later, Bronski had fired three or four magazines and dropped several grenades, but the opponent hadn't moved an inch.

The strength gap between the two sides was vastly different, and the fighting spirit in his heart was gradually extinguished by cold water.

Although the previous tasks were difficult, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will never give up.

The tenacity of mentality is comparable to the protagonist of comics.

However, the reality is much crueler than the comics.

First came Hulk, followed by Jason. In just a few days, he encountered two enemies that he could never defeat.

For Bronski, this was simply a dimensionality reduction blow, which directly broke his mentality.

He fell into confusion once again, the sense of powerlessness in reality and the desire for power pulled his soul to shreds.

Slap!

Bronski threw away his rifle angrily, then strode forward with clenched fists.

"You are Jason! Do you dare to fight me hand-to-hand!"

Maybe it was self-defeating, or maybe he wanted to seek relief, but Bronski dared to speak wildly in front of Jason.

Jason didn't speak, but the contemptuous expression on his face said it all.

Bronski was so angry that he punched him in the face fiercely.

A hard touch came, as if the punch had hit the steel plate, and the strong recoil almost broke his arm.

Bronski's eyes were red, his face was extremely angry, and then he roared and attacked like crazy.

She used full strength in every punch and every kick, but the hard energy shield made him drip with blood and bruises all over his body, and finally collapsed powerlessly on the ground.

"The speed is good, but the strength is not good. Generally speaking, it is not as good as Jin Bin!"

Jason gave the final evaluation expressionlessly.

After speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at his head, and a touch of light blue energy emerged from his fingertips.

After two injections, the gap was still hopeless, and Bronski's heart was completely dead.

He didn't resist, but just stared at Jason with unwilling eyes.

Boom!

With a slight movement of his fingertips, there was a violent explosion sound behind him.

Missed?

Bronski turned his head and saw a few special forces members who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, and they were directly blown into minced meat by the miniature energy ball.

"You...won't kill me?"

"Trash can also be used!" Jason slowly lowered his arms and said contemptuously.

"Tie them all up, just leave them for Dr. Stern's experiments."

"Understood, boss!"

"In addition, this stronghold has been exposed, and the transfer must begin immediately. The final finishing work is left to you, and no clues can be left."