"What do American intelligence departments do for food? At this time, there are still unknown forces to sabotage!"

"Maybe it's not necessarily the US intelligence department that has something wrong with it." Ling said calmly.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I understood what Ling meant. I was indeed a little arbitrary just now. Now that I think about it, this matter is not a problem for the Americans, but our own.

In fact, I already know what the situation is. But... guessing does not mean that I am not angry, but the consequences of making me angry are very, very serious.

"Does his grandma really think we are soft persimmons?" I suddenly turned my head and looked at the police rhino that was pressed on the side of the car door. Then the programmable atoms on the roof of the car that had originally turned into a police light suddenly reorganized a small cannon. The barrel turned directly to the police rhino on the side. The next second I heard a bang, as if it was driving champagne. The police rhino that was pressed against the car door turned into a fireball and slid backwards, and crashed into the house across the street with a bang.

Without the police rhino on the side, I pushed open the car door and jumped down. However, as soon as my feet landed on the ground, there was a loud bang on my forehead. I was blown away by the huge force and fell back into the car.

"27.9mm rapid-fire cannon." Ling glanced at the warhead stuck on my forehead and said.

I shook my head and sat up from the seat. The next second there was another loud noise on the door. It was still the same cannon, but it hit the door. Although our monster was not as strong as the power armor on my body, it was quite strong. One shot hit only caused the body to shake slightly, and there was a small depression on the door. But it was not obvious.

The guy who operated the rapid-fire cannon on the roof opposite, cursed hatefully: "Damn these monsters, the infantry cannon can't even be penetrated!"

"What should I do?" asked the deputy next to me.

"Of course I changed to the caliber. I didn't want to make things worse before, but now it seems that it's impossible not to use everyone. I promise to make them happy this time." The guy said, and picked up the communicator and called other teams to prepare large-caliber weapons. Ling and Yeyue, who are on our side, have already got off the car, and Xiaochun is now in the driver's position. Iphrit is still in the car.

The first thing I did after getting off the car was to kick the police rhino that was pressed on the rear door. The driver in the car was kicked directly through the door and shortened his spine and turned into two pieces. After kicking the police rhino behind, Ling and Xiaochun in the back seat had to get off the car, and Yeyue also crawled out of the driver's seat. Xiaochun returned to the driver's seat to drive for me, and I walked towards the van at the front of the car.

The driver in the truck cab looked at most thirty years old, but he was not as thin as he looked. My eyes instantly scanned his physical data and immediately understood why this guy rushed up so fearlessly before and collided with us. The reason was that this guy was an addict. And the concentration of drugs in his body was still very high. When such a person became addicted to drugs, he would do whatever he asked him to do. No matter how strange this thing was, what normal people would never do. They would do it because people like them were completely controlled by drugs and basically no longer possessed the ability of human thinking.

This guy's current state is actually similar to that of a neurotic, and he is the type of severely violent neurotic. In this case, most people should be very nervous even if they are not afraid, at least they should have a very cautious expression. However, this guy not only has no intention of being afraid, but instead has a distorted and morbid smile on his face, and light pink blood flows through the corners of his mouth and nostrils. It is the product of blood, saliva and snot, and even the color becomes very strange.

Although this guy is obviously in a state of overdose, even if I don't care about him. He will die by himself after more than ten minutes, but I don't have time to wait for him to die, and I don't take his life seriously. I am not a human being. This guy is no different from Amao and Agou to me. Anyway, it's not the same race. Besides, it's a disaster for such people to be released. Anyway, there will definitely be no such person when immigrating. There is no difference between dying early and late.

He raised his pistol without any slut, pointed it at the guy in the cab and pulled the trigger. He fired three times in a row. The guy's head instantly burst into a ball of red pigment and sprayed it on the partition behind the cab, and then he was shot twice in his chest. It instantly exploded into a pile of rotten meat.

Before I came out this time, my gun changed to bullets, and now I use super powerful smart ammunition. This kind of bullet needs to be fired with our special gun to work. Before firing, the projectile will be informed of the target type by the electronic system on the pistol. If it is an armored target, the projectile will shrink and then break through thick and hard objects in a large-scale fixed-point breakthrough. If the target is a soft target, the warhead will open like a lotus. This open warhead will burst like explosives after hitting the human body. If it hits the limbs, it can directly blow up the limbs even if it is rubbed. If it hits the torso or head, it will be killed with one shot, and there will be no accidents.

In contrast, police ammunition considers to try not to kill people while injuring the bandits. Our ammunition is completely considered in the opposite way, and the requirement is to kill people as much as possible. It is best to kill a single bullet.

After killing the driver, I immediately turned around and walked across the street. Xiaochun kicked the accelerator and directly pulled out the roof of the truck in front. After the driver hung up, the truck lost its power and couldn't hold our monster at all, so it was knocked open. The garbage truck behind was originally trying hard, but Ling had already walked over and tore the door down. The person in the car was still shooting at Ling with a micro-rush, but Ling was completely wearing power armor.

Ignoring the other party's bullet, he pinched the guy's ankle and pulled it out in a big fork position. The guy obviously had a bad ligament, and he really pulled the ball, and the pain screams changed. However, he didn't scream for a long time. After being pulled out of the car, Ling grabbed his head and twisted it, threw the strange-looking head into the back box of the garbage truck. Then he turned around and looked at a wall on the side, pulled out his pistol and shot it twice.

Two militants squatting behind the wall were planning to attack through the window. Unexpectedly, two big holes suddenly exploded on the wall, and the two of them blew their heads off without a snorting. The headless body fell to the ground and slapped it twice before stopping. As for the screams of the woman coming from the room, Ling was directly ignored. The other party did not take a weapon, and his hands and feet were tied up, obviously not the attacker. However, Ling has no time to save people now, so he can only ignore it for the time being. Anyway, the criminals are dead, and there will be police to deal with the aftermath.

When Ling got this side, Ye Yue had already climbed up the six-story building behind her with bare hands. On the roof there were at least thirty armed personnel who were fired at Ye Yue with various weapons of length and shortness, including grenade guns and micro missile systems, but Ye Yue's movements were like ghosts and through the rain of bullets. Ordinary bullets hit her without any use except for seeing a few Mars. If the grenade hits directly, she can pause for a moment. But it will recover in less than one second. As for the micro missiles... as long as it is fired, it will inexplicably turn around and blow their own people.

There was a lively fight on the rooftop here, but I had just climbed up to the windowsill of a house on the third floor on the ground. I kicked the glass and crawled into the room. A black child was holding a swaddle and looked at me nervously against the wall at the door. There was no one else in the room.

I put my finger in front of my mouth and made a silence. The other party nodded immediately. After all, my appearance was not easy to mess with, and my actions also meant that my target was not him, so he felt relieved a lot. As for gunfights, etc.... Although he was only about ten years old, he had actually seen him several times. Just two months ago, he witnessed the guy selling white flour at the end of the corridor being killed by a black man on the street because of arrears of goods. He had already adapted to such things.

Seeing that the child cooperated very well, I walked to the door with confidence and boldness, raised the gun and pressed it against the wall. I looked back at the swaddle in the child's hand, thought about it and took out the silencer from his body, and after installing it, I pressed against the wall and pulled the trigger.

After a few consecutive puffs, I pushed open the door and walked out. The corridor outside had turned into a river of blood, with some corpses all over the ground still thrusting. Because I wanted to penetrate the wall, I used the armor-piercing mode, and the bullet lethality decreased a little, but most people were hung up. After all, I was shooting the gun according to my heart and head.

At the end of the corridor, a guy shivered and shot me while backing. I didn't even raise my hand back. The guy's head disappeared instantly. The corpse fell down to the sky and buckled it to the ceiling.

The movement below certainly alarmed the people above. When I walked up the stairs, I heard two jingles. Then I saw two grenades rolling down the stairs. When my eyes moved, the grenade immediately floated up and rose rapidly, and then exploded at the entrance of the stairs on the upper floor, and I could hear a very clear scream.

When I went up, the stairs on this floor had become a mess, and the walls were full of holes. This was clearly a defensive grenade, a product that was prohibited by the United States, and it was difficult for illegal organizations to get such things.

The gate of the stairwell was gone, so I turned in, but was stunned for a moment, because there were not soldiers with live ammunition inside, but three women. Well, to be precise, they should be three prostitutes and girls with scary makeup and exaggerated high heels, plus the student outfit that was so short that it could not be shorter, so of course this is not a real female student, and the identity information is already very obvious.

Of course, they were not standing there empty-handed, but each of them had a gun and were all facing me.

Although I don’t know why such people are mixed in the ranks of attackers, since they are aiming at me with guns, they are the enemy, and of course the enemy is the best if they die.

The other party and I raised the gun almost at the same time, but I was relatively fast. The one among the three women seemed to want to talk, but I shot her head away without waiting for her to speak. The muzzle moved, and the second woman fired the gun first. The bullet failed to have any impact on me, but she saved herself. This gun was obviously not her, at least not for her, because it was an elephant hunting gun. The special bullet cabin can hold five rounds at a time, but the point is that the recoil of this gun is so high that adult men who exercise regularly cannot fully control it. You can often see videos of people using this gun to shoot. In the video, there are people standing behind the shooter and holding up the recoil of this gun with both hands, using the power of two people to support the recoil of the gun.

This woman obviously didn't understand the power of the gun, so she shot me with the gun. But the bullet didn't affect me and knocked her away. However, she lost a big shot and saved her life because I just pulled the trigger when she fired the gun. As a result, she suddenly flew away and my bullet failed to hit her. Instead, it exploded the wall behind her and a big hole that allowed adults to walk over without bent down.

The third woman shot me without any pause. Unfortunately, her submachine gun is a heavy weapon for ordinary people, and can only be regarded as a toy to me.

Turn the muzzle at her head and pull the trigger. As before, my whole head disappeared like a burst balloon. Then I went straight forward across the country. The woman on the ground was hit hard by her own gun. Now she can't stand up at all, so she can only barely support her to climb back.

I walked to her, moved my arm slightly, aimed my gun at her head, and was about to pull the trigger, the door in front of the left suddenly opened. A girl about five or six years old cried and rushed out. The woman who had already given up suddenly struggled when she heard the little girl's crying and wanted to protect the little girl.

I was stunned for a moment, and then continued to move forward. The woman nervously protected the child, crying and begging me not to shoot, but I ignored her completely. Her vision had switched to perspective scanning mode, walked past her, completely ignoring the mother and daughter. I walked to the door where the little girl came out. I took out a spare pistol with my left hand and raised my hand to emptied all the ammunition in one breath, then turned around and continued to shoot with the pistol with the right hand. After all the two guns were shot, the black programmable atoms behind me surged and formed a small-caliber pulse laser cannon. Then several red lights flashed, and a violent explosion occurred in the room. Before the smoke was gone, the scan information had confirmed that the twenty or so armed personnel in the room were dead, so I turned around and continued to move forward.

The little girl rushed out probably because of instinct, but the people who made her come out were intentional. They were using their habitual thinking, making people think that there was no one in the room, but in fact I had the ability to see through, so... Besides, even if I don't have the ability to see through, with my sense of smell, the sweat smell of the big man in this room can be soaked in death. Even if I catch a cold, I would probably smell it. Besides, I won't catch a cold at all.

I walked all the way to the top of the building and killed at least more than 100 people. The opponent was very large in scale, but they were basically miscellaneous soldiers. These people should not be the main force, or just a test. Anyway, it was not the opponent's killer move. As for what the opponent wanted to do, I don't know.
Chapter completed!