Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

In less than an hour, the Continental Hotel, which was originally full of guests, was deserted. These guys fit the position of killers very well. They are paid to work and have no money to go to the movies. This is very consistent with the slogan of American freedom. This is also the Continental Hotel in New York. One of the reasons why it is the strongest stronghold in the world is that there are too many people. If these people were not really average in strength, just the bounties on their heads would have killed John and Richard long ago.

Of course, they didn't go too far. They were all sneaking around and watching the fun. They were all desperadoes. They knew very well that a war between Winston and the high table meant that a large number of assassination orders would soon fill the entire place. It's an underground market.

When people leave, people come. As night falls, two reinforced black buses parked in front of the main entrance of the Continental Hotel.

The car door opened, and heavily armed gunmen filed out one after another. They were wearing identical special operations uniforms, bulletproof tactical helmets, modified assault rifles, and accessories. The equipment of these gunmen was simply more exaggerated than that of the special forces. Of course, speaking of Maybe these guys are usually special forces. In this weird world, it's not impossible.

In the vault deep inside the hotel, Winston picked up a glass of red wine and listened to old records. He was already old and could not fight in person, but he was confident that the people he had chosen could make The gentlemen at the high table felt pain.

All the lights in the Continental Hotel were turned off, and a few beams of light shone in from outside the door. Then, the glass door was pushed open, and the gunners from the special operations team walked in.

The bright light of the tactical flashlight shone into every corner. The gunners' positions and muzzle pointing proved that they were very accustomed to team fighting. This was by no means an ability that ordinary killers should have.

After confirming that there was no one outside, the gunmen immediately rushed into the rest area. The space there was huge, so they directly threw seven or eight smoke bombs in.

bang bang

After a few soft sounds, thick white smoke immediately filled the entire space. The smoke was so thick that almost nothing could be seen. The gunmen immediately seized the favorable terrain with the help of the infrared night vision goggles on their helmets.

Facing such an enemy, Winston also showed his trump card. A dozen gunmen, including Charon, came out of the basement. They were all Winston's die-hard loyalists, even if the opponent was a high table. Although the die-hards who dare to shoot are not as capable as John and Richard, they are already precious if they dare to pick up a gun at this time.

Of course they will not be the main force in the battle. The real main force has quietly arrived in the elevator.

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John suddenly rushed out from the shadow of the counter and knocked down the two gunmen with three shots each. However, when he turned around to find the next target, he suddenly found that the two shot guys were still on the ground. struggle.

Holy shit, Charon’s new news is out of date.

At this critical moment, Charon could not possibly be hiding something, but the latest high-power pistols and specially-made armor-piercing bullets could not kill these gunmen. This only shows that the information Charon obtained was not the latest, or it was simply smoke. bomb.

It was too late to say this now. Fortunately, the impact of the 9mm bullet could still make the enemy freeze. Before the other gunmen could come over, John hurriedly shot two more shots into their necks.

Unfortunately, his delay here was too long. He had just killed the second gunman when a hail of bullets came over him. At least four rifles were firing at him, and they also used armor-piercing bullets. A slightly thinner wall would not be able to Just can't stop it.

Seeing the bullets flying around him, John didn't dare to squat behind the bunker anymore. He rushed out in one stride, then jumped and hid in a corner.

Three gunmen stood in a triangle and chased him in the direction where he disappeared. One of Winston's men rushed out of hiding and shot the three of them several times in the head.

Unfortunately, his stability was still a bit poor. Most of the bullets missed his helmet and flew out. He was unable to freeze the opponent and was directly killed by the three of them.

His close-range shots couldn't kill him, let alone the other gunmen. The distance of more than ten meters prevented them from hitting the only weak point of the neck. On the contrary, the assault rifles in the hands of these special forces were able to tear into pieces. The bulletproof suits they were wearing.

But none of them flinched. They were all blocked. Could asking for mercy be enough to save a life? Don't even think about it. It's just a matter of having someone to support you before you die.

Their resistance was not in vain, at least they attracted all the special forces members, and their idea of ​​​​getting a backrest was not a delusion, because on the beam above their heads, an avenging angel was already in place.

One step, two steps, three steps, in just a few meters, four hotel gunmen fell down, but the remaining people still had no intention of evading, and still stood there and fired back.

Finally, the special forces passed the beam, and for a moment, balls of fire flickered on it.

The aa12 shotgun has a rate of fire of 300 rounds per minute and an enlarged drum with a 32-round ammunition capacity, allowing it to fire continuously. Coupled with the frag12 high-explosive armor-piercing bullet, it is invincible. The only shortcoming of this gun is It's just too heavy, not counting the drum drum, it weighs 5 kilograms, but this shortcoming is not a shortcoming for Richard. What's the point? I just want the lethality.

The special operations team members immediately realized what it was like to be attacked by an enemy with a phobia of insufficient firepower. Ammunition specially used to dismantle bunkers fell on people, and any bulletproof equipment was useless.

boom boom boom

A series of muffled thunderous gunshots echoed in the hotel. The special operations team member who had been invincible just now fell down immediately. The equipment that could block all kinds of bullets was full of small holes, and blood flowed all over the floor from the small holes.

"Thank you, Richard, I didn't expect their armor to be improved again." Charon said apologetically.

"It's okay. Things like armor have never been a problem for me. As long as I have the strongest firepower, the enemy's protection will not exist."

"You're right." Charon nodded and said loudly to the others, "Go back and change to stronger weapons."

Under the cover of Richard, the remaining gunmen, including John and Charon, returned to the room. Without exception, they switched to shotguns and armor-piercing bullets, and then rushed out again.

Da da da

Boom

Although the gunmen still suffered casualties, this time the special forces team was not in a damage-free state. In fact, with the two strong points of Richard and John, they died much faster than the gunmen.