Struggle in the world of American comics

Dealing with the Assassin Mutual Aid Society has never been an easy matter.

The discussion and planning of the entire matter was only carried out between Jordani, Cassian, Cross, and Nobodi. Even Nobodi's men did not know the specific goal.

This level of confidentiality is also strongly requested by Jordani.

Others don't know, but Jordani knows very well that behind the Assassin's Mutual Aid Society is the huge Hydra.

Once the news spreads in any force, Hydra will become vigilant.

Only by discussing among individuals, and then launching it temporarily when the real plan begins, can we have enough confidentiality and not alert others.

The New York City Government, NYPD, FBI and other official forces will be intercepted by Nobodi's mobilizing CIA connections.

The Osborne Group is also in trouble, but it is a regular business group after all, so there is no need to worry too much.

The most important thing for Jordani, Cross, and Kassian is to eliminate the main members of the mutual aid association and to prepare for the CIA's counterattack after the incident is over.

No one is a good bird. There are too few people who can be trusted these days.

On the rooftop of a building near Textile Factory No. 72, a small group of three Jordanians were closely observing the distribution of manpower in the textile factory, holding various equipment donated by the CIA.

With hundreds of people and hundreds of guns, the entire textile factory is like a fortress.

Not to mention, inside the textile factory, there are about a dozen super killers who can turn bullets.

Cassian's head grew more and more dizzy as he looked at it, and said: "Why did my brain get hot and I listened to your deception? This is a fucking fortress, and it is full of top-notch desperadoes..."

Cassian kept nagging, but Jordani and Cross didn't pay any attention to him.

After a while, Cross put down the telescope in his hand and said: "With the cooperation of CIA, it will not be a problem to take down the entire textile factory's external defense. The key lies in the core members inside."

"Sloane, Mr.

Jordani curled his lips and said, "So what's your plan?"

Cross was once the strongest killer in the mutual aid association, not only in terms of marksmanship and skill, but also in terms of the opponent's sophisticated assassination plan.

Faced with Jordani's question, Cross shook his head indifferently and said: "There is no plan. I was originally planning to hunt down the people here one by one and fight in assault battles. I am not particularly good at it."

Jordani and Cassian were both speechless.

But having said that, if Cross hadn't killed members of the mutual aid association one by one, the other party wouldn't have been in a hurry to select Jenny, Cassian and others from the killer world to join.

Jordani glanced at Cross silently, and it turned out that this was the ultimate reason why he was involved in this mess.

After thinking about it for a moment, Jordani said: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether we have a plan or not. Anyway, CIA is the main force. We just need to play dirty shots on the outside to ensure that no hidden dangers are left."

This time it was Cross's turn to be speechless. It doesn't matter if you ask a question.

After a pause, Cross asked with some seriousness: "Qiao, the power controlled by the Mutual Aid Association is too magical and powerful. Are you sure you want to hand these things over to the CIA?"

Jordani was speechless and said: "Why do you ask such stupid things? When will I hand over this power to the CIA, and wait for them to master it, and then turn against us?"

Cross looked confused and said, "Then how are you going to deal with CIA?"

Jordani looked matter-of-fact and said: "As a taxpayer, of course you have to go to the police if you have trouble. If that doesn't work, there's the FBI!"

Cross and Cassian rolled their eyes and expressed that they did not want to talk to Jordani.

One trick can be eaten all over the world.

Don't be afraid of old tricks, as long as they work.

It is too easy to deal with the CIA in the United States. Even if ordinary police cannot do it, isn't there the FBI who has been in love and killing with the CIA all year round?

It's simple and convenient, just make a phone call and you're done.

The three of them waited quietly for the night to come.

After a while, Cross suddenly said: "I prepared three hundred rat bombs, all of which were buried in the underground tunnel."

Jordanian and Cassian were instantly frightened and wowed.

Everyone is prepared, let alone Cross, a top killer who has experienced hundreds of battles.

Jordani is okay.

Only Cassian came with a trembling face and a standard black face, was he the only one who was stupid and sweet?

Regarding the rat bomb, just let me know.

As experienced killers, Jordani and Cassian did not need Cross to remind them too much.

Night comes quickly.

At two o'clock in the morning, after talking to Nobody on the phone, the three of Jordani arrived at the ambush point they had prepared with sufficient equipment.

Cross is good at sniping and assassination, especially ultra-long-range sniping.

Cassian's strength is firearms. He has prepared the CIA's combat uniform early and infiltrated the secret army.

Only Jordani had the most thoughts, and since he had always fought in the beast assault style, he simply acted as the vanguard and prepared to fire the first shot of the attack.

"The Nighthawk team has arrived at the combat location and is ready."

"The Flame Team has arrived at the combat location and is ready."

"..."

A series of sounds came from the invisible headset. At :, the entire textile factory was surrounded.

It was only then that Nobodie's voice came from Jordani's headset.

"Mr. Jovovich, the stage is set and it's time to open!"

"Then let's get started!"

After saying the last sentence, Jordani no longer had any hidden intentions. For the first time in front of everyone, he showed his powerful combat power at the peak of his human body.

A hundred meters away, in seven or eight seconds, Jordani had already rushed under the castle like a cheetah.

On the three- to four-meter-high wall, Jordani used several skills such as leaping, stamping, and floating shovel to jump up to the top of the city in a vertical running manner in the blink of an eye.

Bang bang bang!

He raised his hand and fired three consecutive shots, instantly killing the two night watch killers on the top of the city.

Gollum!

Four grenades landed along the city wall and rolled into the city gate. There was a burst of fire and the door was blown open.

Members of the secret force, one after another, quickly entered the textile factory in small team formations.

Thousands of gunfire soon rang out, and a large number of killers emerged from every corner of the textile factory to mingle with the CIA secret forces.

At this time, Jordani had disappeared and walked around the textile factory until he came to a room with an old atmosphere.

Boom!

Two gunshots were fired, one from inside the room and one from Jordani's gun.

The two bullets miraculously collided in mid-air and then fell.

It's like a beginning.

Suddenly, through a door, gunshots rang out like firecrackers.