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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0024_part_02
Chapter 26
chapter 0024 part 2
A trace of impatience flashed across Frank's face. He casually threw the heavy machine gun in his hand to a subordinate beside him. Turning around, he took an M202 66mm quad rocket launcher from the back seat of the commercial vehicle behind him, aimed it directly at the Manor in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
Boom boom boom boom!
Four rockets fired simultaneously. In the roar of violent explosions, fire soared into the sky.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the Manor's gate and half of a wall in front of it had disappeared.
Frank threw down the rocket launcher, picked up an M16 assault rifle, and gave his team a tactical maneuver signal.
In the smoke and dust, several Foot Clan gunmen huddled in a corner of the Manor, clutching their pathetic little handguns, nervously watching the damaged gate.
"Da da da da..."
Several gunshots rang out behind them. Three gunmen wearing bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets had somehow slipped in from an undestroyed wall.
The three stood in a line, one behind the other, bent over in a tactical maneuver.
Three AK rifles alternately pointed in three directions. Seeing the enemy, they quickly pulled the triggers.
Several Foot Clan gunmen were shot into sieves before they could react.
The sound of gunfire immediately attracted the gunmen ambushed throughout the Manor. They leaned out from all directions and fired at the three gunmen who had slipped in.
The three gunmen quickly changed positions, using the Manor's pillars as cover. Their three AK rifles began to spray fire at the exposed Firing Points within the Manor, suppressing their firepower.
"Da da da da da..."
The three gunmen attracted some of the firepower within the Manor. At this moment, at the location of the Manor gate, a black commercial vehicle suddenly accelerated and charged in with the pedal to the metal.
The two doors of the commercial vehicle were wide open, with a burly man squatting in each, holding a squad machine gun.
Simple steel plates were embedded in the fuel tank and important front and rear positions of the black commercial vehicle.
The driver floored the accelerator, crashing around inside the Manor. A regular seven-seater commercial vehicle was driven like a battle vehicle in his hands.
From both ends of the battle vehicle, two fire snakes sprayed out simultaneously.
Da da da da da da. The heavy machine gun's spray fire. Ordinary stone pillars, corridors, and walls were not much thicker than paper under the 7.62 heavy machine gun fire.
When it swept over the Foot Clan gunmen, it tore them apart, leaving them like bloody sacks of flesh.
And the Foot Clan's small handguns couldn't penetrate the bulletproof vests of these former professional soldiers at all.
In the Federation, the control of bulletproof vests was much stricter than that of firearms.
Among these Foot Clan gunmen, it was considered good if one in ten wore a bulletproof vest.
In contrast, the gunmen Frank brought were completely covered from head to toe.
The Level IIIA bulletproof vests purchased in bulk and smuggled from The East cost no more than 400 US dollars.
Even without inserting bulletproof steel plates, this type of bulletproof vest could not be penetrated by the Foot Clan's small handguns.
"Da da da!"
Frank pulled the trigger of his M16, killing a Foot Clan thug hiding in a corner trying to ambush him.
He strode into the largest building in the Manor, followed by over a dozen fully armed gunmen carrying AK rifles.
Sniper rifles and machine guns were set up at various vantage points and key locations in the Manor.
The moment Frank walked into the Manor Hall, a figure leaped down from the second floor of the Manor. A dazzling silver light slashed directly at Frank's face.
The blade light was fast, reaching Frank's head in an instant. Frank grinned, biting the cigar he had just put in his mouth into pieces.
Facing this fierce slash, Frank grabbed the barrel of the M16 and directly wielded gun as club, smashing it hard against the incoming katana.
*Ching!*
The wooden stock of the M16 was directly split in two by the sharp katana.
However, this block gave Frank a chance to breathe. He immediately stepped back, drew the military handgun from his waist, aimed it at the Silver-Armored Warrior in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
All nine bullets hit, sparking off the silver armor.
At this moment, the gunmen guarding Frank also aimed their guns at the Silver-Armored Warrior.
"Da da da da da"
"Da da da da"
"Da da da"
The 7.62mm bullets mercilessly engulfed the Silver-Armored Warrior who had suddenly jumped down.
But these bullets, which could easily penetrate bulletproof vests, seemed to have no effect on the Silver-Armored Warrior.
The Silver-Armored Warrior directly swung his katana and charged into the crowd.
"Da da da da..."
Two gunmen directly facing him, facing the charging enemy, did not dodge or evade, but pulled the trigger directly at him.
*Ching!*
The Silver-Armored Warrior endured the bullets to get close. After two slashes, the two gunmen fell to the ground, incapacitated.
"Spread out!"
Seeing this, Frank gave orders to the gunmen beside him, telling them to scatter, while he himself pulled out a pump-action shotgun from behind him.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging towards the Silver-Armored Warrior.
"Bang bang bang bang"
With every step, a hot shotgun shell casing rolled onto the ground.
With every shot, Frank blasted the Silver-Armored Warrior in the heart area of his left chest.
The shotgun bullets still seemed to cause no damage to the Silver-Armored Warrior, but the immense impact force from the bullets sent him staggering backward repeatedly.
"Firearms are useless against me. My armor is mixed with Adamantium,"
The Silver-Armored Warrior swung his katana, looked at Frank, and a muffled voice came from beneath the silver faceplate.
"Since you destroyed the Foot Clan, you will all die here today!"
Firearms were useless. Frank fired his last shotgun shell and pulled out the ballistic knife from his waist.
He charged forward directly to engage the Silver-Armored Warrior in close combat.
An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. The ballistic knife in Frank's hand was not much longer than a utility knife.
Compared to the Silver-Armored Warrior's katana, it was at a significant disadvantage, and the opponent was an impenetrable iron turtle.
After repeatedly stabbing the Silver-Armored Warrior's faceplate and armpit with no effect.
He rolled on the ground, and the blade of the ballistic knife in his hand flew out directly, shooting towards the Silver-Armored Warrior's groin.
*Ding!* The blade was directly deflected, still having no effect.
"Mutant!?"
The Silver-Armored Warrior looked at the golden-yellow light emanating from Frank's body, somewhat surprised.
In the brief moment just now, he had clearly slashed this person four or five times, but they were all blocked by the sudden yellow light emanating from his body.
In Frank's chest pocket, two yellow talismans turned into flying ash and dissipated at this moment.
Frank got up somewhat awkwardly, looked at the silver-armored man in front of him, and casually pulled out a white jade bead from his pocket.
He bit his tongue-tip blood and sprayed it onto the bead in his palm.
After coming into contact with the fresh blood, the white jade bead absorbed Frank's sprayed tongue-tip blood completely, like a sponge.
After absorbing Frank's blood, the bead spun around and reappeared in front of the Silver-Armored Warrior.
The white jade bead spun, and a black cloud rose around it. Within the black cloud, there was a crackling sound.
"What is this!"
The Silver-Armored Warrior didn't think twice and slashed directly at it.
*Clang!* The Silver-Armored Warrior felt his wrist shake. His slash felt as if it had struck steel.
The black cloud faded, and a skeleton demon, two meters tall with green phosphorescent fire burning in its eye sockets, suddenly appeared before the Silver-Armored Warrior.
His slash had landed squarely on the skull of this skeleton monster.
Looking at this skeleton monster, Shredder, wearing his samurai armor, was scared out of his wits. A chill ran from his tailbone straight up to his heavenly spirit.
Before he could react, the skeleton monster's dark, empty jaw suddenly opened, and a stream of smoke as black as ink, mixed with eerie green phosphorescent fire, sprayed towards his face.
(End of Chapter)
A trace of impatience flashed across Frank's face. He casually threw the heavy machine gun in his hand to a subordinate beside him. Turning around, he took an M202 66mm quad rocket launcher from the back seat of the commercial vehicle behind him, aimed it directly at the Manor in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
Boom boom boom boom!
Four rockets fired simultaneously. In the roar of violent explosions, fire soared into the sky.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the Manor's gate and half of a wall in front of it had disappeared.
Frank threw down the rocket launcher, picked up an M16 assault rifle, and gave his team a tactical maneuver signal.
In the smoke and dust, several Foot Clan gunmen huddled in a corner of the Manor, clutching their pathetic little handguns, nervously watching the damaged gate.
"Da da da da..."
Several gunshots rang out behind them. Three gunmen wearing bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets had somehow slipped in from an undestroyed wall.
The three stood in a line, one behind the other, bent over in a tactical maneuver.
Three AK rifles alternately pointed in three directions. Seeing the enemy, they quickly pulled the triggers.
Several Foot Clan gunmen were shot into sieves before they could react.
The sound of gunfire immediately attracted the gunmen ambushed throughout the Manor. They leaned out from all directions and fired at the three gunmen who had slipped in.
The three gunmen quickly changed positions, using the Manor's pillars as cover. Their three AK rifles began to spray fire at the exposed Firing Points within the Manor, suppressing their firepower.
"Da da da da da..."
The three gunmen attracted some of the firepower within the Manor. At this moment, at the location of the Manor gate, a black commercial vehicle suddenly accelerated and charged in with the pedal to the metal.
The two doors of the commercial vehicle were wide open, with a burly man squatting in each, holding a squad machine gun.
Simple steel plates were embedded in the fuel tank and important front and rear positions of the black commercial vehicle.
The driver floored the accelerator, crashing around inside the Manor. A regular seven-seater commercial vehicle was driven like a battle vehicle in his hands.
From both ends of the battle vehicle, two fire snakes sprayed out simultaneously.
Da da da da da da. The heavy machine gun's spray fire. Ordinary stone pillars, corridors, and walls were not much thicker than paper under the 7.62 heavy machine gun fire.
When it swept over the Foot Clan gunmen, it tore them apart, leaving them like bloody sacks of flesh.
And the Foot Clan's small handguns couldn't penetrate the bulletproof vests of these former professional soldiers at all.
In the Federation, the control of bulletproof vests was much stricter than that of firearms.
Among these Foot Clan gunmen, it was considered good if one in ten wore a bulletproof vest.
In contrast, the gunmen Frank brought were completely covered from head to toe.
The Level IIIA bulletproof vests purchased in bulk and smuggled from The East cost no more than 400 US dollars.
Even without inserting bulletproof steel plates, this type of bulletproof vest could not be penetrated by the Foot Clan's small handguns.
"Da da da!"
Frank pulled the trigger of his M16, killing a Foot Clan thug hiding in a corner trying to ambush him.
He strode into the largest building in the Manor, followed by over a dozen fully armed gunmen carrying AK rifles.
Sniper rifles and machine guns were set up at various vantage points and key locations in the Manor.
The moment Frank walked into the Manor Hall, a figure leaped down from the second floor of the Manor. A dazzling silver light slashed directly at Frank's face.
The blade light was fast, reaching Frank's head in an instant. Frank grinned, biting the cigar he had just put in his mouth into pieces.
Facing this fierce slash, Frank grabbed the barrel of the M16 and directly wielded gun as club, smashing it hard against the incoming katana.
*Ching!*
The wooden stock of the M16 was directly split in two by the sharp katana.
However, this block gave Frank a chance to breathe. He immediately stepped back, drew the military handgun from his waist, aimed it at the Silver-Armored Warrior in front of him, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
All nine bullets hit, sparking off the silver armor.
At this moment, the gunmen guarding Frank also aimed their guns at the Silver-Armored Warrior.
"Da da da da da"
"Da da da da"
"Da da da"
The 7.62mm bullets mercilessly engulfed the Silver-Armored Warrior who had suddenly jumped down.
But these bullets, which could easily penetrate bulletproof vests, seemed to have no effect on the Silver-Armored Warrior.
The Silver-Armored Warrior directly swung his katana and charged into the crowd.
"Da da da da..."
Two gunmen directly facing him, facing the charging enemy, did not dodge or evade, but pulled the trigger directly at him.
*Ching!*
The Silver-Armored Warrior endured the bullets to get close. After two slashes, the two gunmen fell to the ground, incapacitated.
"Spread out!"
Seeing this, Frank gave orders to the gunmen beside him, telling them to scatter, while he himself pulled out a pump-action shotgun from behind him.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging towards the Silver-Armored Warrior.
"Bang bang bang bang"
With every step, a hot shotgun shell casing rolled onto the ground.
With every shot, Frank blasted the Silver-Armored Warrior in the heart area of his left chest.
The shotgun bullets still seemed to cause no damage to the Silver-Armored Warrior, but the immense impact force from the bullets sent him staggering backward repeatedly.
"Firearms are useless against me. My armor is mixed with Adamantium,"
The Silver-Armored Warrior swung his katana, looked at Frank, and a muffled voice came from beneath the silver faceplate.
"Since you destroyed the Foot Clan, you will all die here today!"
Firearms were useless. Frank fired his last shotgun shell and pulled out the ballistic knife from his waist.
He charged forward directly to engage the Silver-Armored Warrior in close combat.
An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. The ballistic knife in Frank's hand was not much longer than a utility knife.
Compared to the Silver-Armored Warrior's katana, it was at a significant disadvantage, and the opponent was an impenetrable iron turtle.
After repeatedly stabbing the Silver-Armored Warrior's faceplate and armpit with no effect.
He rolled on the ground, and the blade of the ballistic knife in his hand flew out directly, shooting towards the Silver-Armored Warrior's groin.
*Ding!* The blade was directly deflected, still having no effect.
"Mutant!?"
The Silver-Armored Warrior looked at the golden-yellow light emanating from Frank's body, somewhat surprised.
In the brief moment just now, he had clearly slashed this person four or five times, but they were all blocked by the sudden yellow light emanating from his body.
In Frank's chest pocket, two yellow talismans turned into flying ash and dissipated at this moment.
Frank got up somewhat awkwardly, looked at the silver-armored man in front of him, and casually pulled out a white jade bead from his pocket.
He bit his tongue-tip blood and sprayed it onto the bead in his palm.
After coming into contact with the fresh blood, the white jade bead absorbed Frank's sprayed tongue-tip blood completely, like a sponge.
After absorbing Frank's blood, the bead spun around and reappeared in front of the Silver-Armored Warrior.
The white jade bead spun, and a black cloud rose around it. Within the black cloud, there was a crackling sound.
"What is this!"
The Silver-Armored Warrior didn't think twice and slashed directly at it.
*Clang!* The Silver-Armored Warrior felt his wrist shake. His slash felt as if it had struck steel.
The black cloud faded, and a skeleton demon, two meters tall with green phosphorescent fire burning in its eye sockets, suddenly appeared before the Silver-Armored Warrior.
His slash had landed squarely on the skull of this skeleton monster.
Looking at this skeleton monster, Shredder, wearing his samurai armor, was scared out of his wits. A chill ran from his tailbone straight up to his heavenly spirit.
Before he could react, the skeleton monster's dark, empty jaw suddenly opened, and a stream of smoke as black as ink, mixed with eerie green phosphorescent fire, sprayed towards his face.
(End of Chapter)
