Struggle in the world of American comics

With Natasha's hook gun, things are much easier to solve.

Heavy machine guns were deployed in the defense corridor to fire octagonally, but they were all mounted on the ceiling, diagonally downwards to block the entire corridor.

Launch the hook gun and nail it into the ceiling in the center of the corridor, relying on your abdominal muscles to keep it straight.

In this way, even if all the heavy machine guns fire without infrared aiming, there is still a place for Jordani to hide in this hollow area.

Even the original designer never imagined that anyone would stick it to the ceiling.

A Raging Lion gold coin fell to the ground, and the ground pressure device in the corridor was instantly triggered. Along with the mechanical sound, the eight fire barrels instantly spit out bullets like raindrops.

The bursting fire gave off a fiery breath, and the heat wave stung, like the lick of a poisonous snake.

boom! boom! boom!

The special revolver was taken out from Jordani's armpit and fired three times in a row. The customized explosive DUM bullets broke the mechanical connection device of the Yijiao heavy machine gun.

Boom!

Another heavy machine gun was knocked apart.

Switching hands and gun, a total of ten bullets were fired, destroying half of the fire points in the corridor. Only then did Jordani make a leap and come to a safe area, quickly change ammunition, and once again hit all the remaining fire points one by one. collapse.

After passing the long corridor, the two departments of human experimentation and biotechnology of Straker Castle no longer had any cover in front of Jordani.

Walking out of the corridor is the last sensor-controlled door.

At this time, behind the gate, there were more than twenty guards, almost all the armed forces from the two departments had gathered together, looking like they were ready.

The door opened silently to both sides.

There was a crashing sound of gun bolts, and more than twenty guards all pointed at the passage.

There was no one around. Just when these people were confused, four flat silver-white iron boxes slid along the ground to everyone.

Pong!

Jordani did not use a diffusion-type anti-personnel bomb, but threw out a rapidly detonating smoke bomb.

The shells exploded in a small area and started to smoke quickly.

This is the experimental department, a group of scary technology geeks, and Jordani doesn't want a bomb to pass by and cause any chain reaction.

The white smoke screen was instantly bounced up, and four of them linked together to form a smoke wall.

"Fire, cover shot!"

Being hit by the smoke bomb, a small leader in the crowd soon shouted out.

But faster than these people is Jordani's figure. Sprinting at close range, Jordani's burst of speed is faster than the reaction time of those people.

What's more, there were brief moments of confusion among these people.

The fighting style of the Beast Assault style reappeared. In the wall of billowing smoke, the white smoke screen was like a smooth thread of water, reflecting the outline of a human figure. Then the white smoke exploded into pieces. Jordani hit the young man with a flying knee. The leader's chest collapsed due to the impact, shattering the glass guardrail behind him, and he fell into the inner hall.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive shots, at close range, Jordani didn't even need to aim. Under the powerful special revolver ammunition, the heads of the three people were instantly shattered.

He turned over and twisted a person's neck, blocking him in front of him, and withstood several gunshots.

Jordani suddenly exerted his strength, and the already dead shield crashed into the crowd, causing chaos again.

Instant kick, shooting, three bursts, moving shooting, knee strike, random shooting.

In the chaos, Jordani has amazing strength and quick reactions. With his special shooting method and physical skills, he can quickly avoid most conventional ballistics.

Even if there were occasional attacks that he couldn't avoid, Jordani could resist them with his bulletproof armor.

The number of enemies decreased at an extremely ferocious speed. Jordani showed no mercy to these recalcitrant Hydra members. His guns were aimed at people's heads, hearts, throats and other vital parts.

Even most of the time, Jordani relies on close-range personal combat skills to get entangled in the crowd and directly attack people by putting his gun in their faces.

In a conventional battle, today's ten or twenty men, without heavy firepower suppression, pose little threat to Jordani.

In just three or two minutes, the battle was over.

Jordani casually pushed away a dead shield in front of him, and only then did he have time to cover the entire underground space.

The lights were bright, and the underground space, which was more than the size of a football field, was illuminated like daylight.

The place where Jordani and Hydra members fought was an observation deck at the exit. The real hall had to go down the stairs on both sides.

The two departments, human experimentation and biotechnology, have obviously been mixed together.

In addition to the researchers who were staring blankly in the direction of Jordani, the hall contained a large number of scientific research instruments, test benches, and a large number of experimental personnel detention areas made of transparent tempered glass.

"Who are you? Do you know where this place is..."

boom!

The first scientific researcher who jumped out was killed by Jordani with a casual shot, and Jordani strode down from the observation deck.

"Idiot who can't understand reality!"

When passing the body of the scientific researcher, Jordani complained and glanced at the others not far away.

"Is there anyone in charge here? For one minute, I hope someone can come forward and cooperate with me."

"In one minute, I will start killing people. I hope you won't make any unrealistic actions and start the timer!"

Time passed by, and Jordani just stood there like a hawk, scanning everyone.

Just ten seconds later, a bald middle-aged man wearing a white coat and glasses raised his hand tremblingly.

"Report, report, sir, the supervisor has been beaten to death by you!"

The bald middle-aged man had a look of fear on his face. He was always observing Jordani's expression, and pointed tremblingly at the scientific researcher who was lying on the ground with blood flowing all over the ground.

Jordani frowned, looked at the bald middle-aged man, and asked, "What's your name?"

The bald middle-aged man showed a stiff smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Conrad Louis, I am a professor of biology at Goethe University. I was arrested. Please don't kill me. I am still alive in Frankfurt." With a wife and two daughters..."

Walter Falk, am I that cruel?

Jordani interrupted the other party and said, "Where are Pilot Maximov and Wanda Maximov, the twins?"

Conrad secretly looked at Jordani's expression and said, "Sir, everything depends on the supervisor..."

It can be seen that this biology professor is still very observant. Seeing Jordani become a little easier to talk to, he is like climbing along the pole at night, with the intention of shirk and don't want to cause trouble.

Jordani didn't say anything, raised his gun slightly, and said, "I'll give you another chance to collect your thoughts and answer my question."

The expression on Conrad's face changed instantly, and he said with a look of sudden realization, "I suddenly remembered, I know where they are."

ps: Thank you to the book friend [a pack of spicy strips for 200 yuan] for the 500 reward, and thank the book friend [good2100] for the 100 reward~..