Beautiful Man

The death fighters hurried into the bunker.

Frightened, someone shouted: "Bazooka!"

The rest of the team immediately woke up, untied their backpacks and took out a sandy short-barreled rocket launcher.

You have armored vehicles, I have rocket launchers!

Anyway, everyone is a high-end product of Stark Industries, so let's attack the shield with the spear of the son and see who can have the last laugh.

The operation of this rocket is very simple, a pair of two can be loaded in a few seconds.

After the installation was completed, the team members knelt on one knee and locked the armored vehicle with six rockets.

"Launch! Kill them!"

With a roar, the players pulled the trigger.

Six rockets ejected a trail of flames and rushed towards the armored vehicle.

Because of the angle, all six rockets hit the front of the armored vehicle.

Rumble!

Six loud noises burst!

The armored vehicle was instantly swallowed by a ball of flames, and the huge impact directly overturned the vehicle to the ground, causing tires and parts to splash around.

The three security guards who operated the grenade launcher were killed on the spot, and the personnel inside the armored vehicle were not much better.

The vehicle was blown over and they were thrown into a dizzy head.

The structural deformation caused the armored door to lock, and they could not escape at all.

Can only be stuffed in this pressure cooker, burned by the hot flame, and finally steamed alive.

"Monkey Rechette!"

In the security monitoring room, the team leader looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of the monitoring screen, his entire face turned pale, and then became red with anger.

These terrorists are too frantic. They actually have a short-barreled rocket launcher in their hands, which seems to be a product of Stark Industries.

I don't know which bastard it is, dare to sell this military weapon to terrorists.

Before he scolded, he saw a dozen people on the screen, rushing towards the administration building.

The security team leader Limala shouted through the microphone: "What about you guys! Why haven't you arrived yet!"

As soon as the voice fell, a team member reported: "Team leader! We are here!"

The group leader quickly said: "Great, firepower suppression! Never let terrorists enter the administrative building."

"understand!"

The administrative building of Stark Industries itself is not valuable, and the machinery and equipment of the factory are not even valuable, but there are a lot of files in the administrative building, and there is a large server for storing data on the ground floor.

The server stores the design drawings, transaction data and other secrets of all the weapons of Stark Industries. If this thing is bombed, the damage caused is simply sky-high.

………………

The death squad rushed to the administration building and met a security team head-on.

"It's another security team, what shall we do now?"

"No matter what, just rush over!"

"Yes, as long as people can enter the administration building, the task tonight will be completed."

The death squad ran and made plans.

They took out a grenade gun full of ammunition and fired in the direction of the team while running.

Boom!

The grenade exploded in front of him, setting off thick gray smoke.

The security team members had a strong heart and turned around together and ran, hiding in a nearby bunker.

As for the command of the group leader, they just ignored them.

The death squads are not dead, these security teams still want to live.

They are all paid to eat, and there are wives and children to support at home, so how can they be fighting terrorists.

The death squad's let-off fight had an effect. They forced the security guard back and ran to the door of the administration building.

boom!

A grenade hit the bulletproof glass door, leaving only a tiny mark.

boom!

The next second, the grenade exploded!

The strong shock wave mixed with steel ball bullets, shattered the glass door and crashed to the ground.

"Go!"

The death fighters flushed with excitement, shouting and rushing into the administration building.

At this time, the security team hiding in the bunker started shooting, and the death fighters who were walking behind were hit by a special rifle and fell to the ground unwillingly staring to death.

This wave of shots took away five more suicide fighters, leaving only single digits in the administrative building.

There is no time to grieve, no time to manage the life and death of teammates, they still have tasks to complete.

The drawings of the administration building were already printed in my mind. After entering the administration building, the last nine death-defeating team members immediately separated their actions.

Someone went to the basement and prepared to blow up the large computer room where the data was stored.

Someone went to the archives and prepared to destroy all the confidential paper documents.

Someone went to the president's office on the top floor, preparing to burn Tony Stark, the dead capitalist's office, to ashes.

After a few minutes, all C4 explosives were installed, and the set time was three minutes.

The nine team members breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then walked to the windows of their respective floors, preparing to go crazy again before dying.

………………

The terrorists entered the administrative building, and the security team leader could no longer sit still. He quickly boarded an armored vehicle, drove the car to a stop 500 meters away from the administrative building, and then conducted command operations in the compartment.

Although he was dissatisfied with the team's disobedience, he didn't say much, because he understood the players' thoughts very well.

No one is willing to pay for a salary, even if the salary is very generous.

What position does he have to order his team members to do things that he can't even do.

To blame is Tony Stark himself. If the helicopter were dispatched earlier, these terrorists would have been killed.

Humph!He is self-sufficient and deserves it!

In these few minutes, all the security teams from Stark Industries arrived.

A total of more than three hundred security guards, all in ambush around the administrative building under the command of the team leader.

The dark night sky was silent, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, and the battle was about to start.

puff!puff!

Two rockets smashed through the windows of the administrative building and flew towards a factory not far away.

The rocket exploded on the roof of the factory, and suddenly opened two holes more than ten meters in diameter, and the building materials on the top fell rustling.

The security team leader frowned, took out the intercom and said, "Sniper!"

A second later, a voice came: "The position has been locked, and they will be killed by a single shot only when they take the next shot."

"well!"

On the top floor of the factory a kilometer away, a dozen snipers were lying on the ground. They turned on the night vision system to monitor the administrative building 360 degrees without blind spots.

Ten seconds later, a shiny white humanoid object appeared in the night vision goggles.

The corner of the sniper's mouth made a sneer, and he quickly moved the muzzle to pull the trigger.

boom!

After the loud noise, the sniper's shoulder shook suddenly.

A special 12.7 mm sniper rifle was fired from the muzzle.

Before the death fighter in the administration building had time to launch a rocket, the bullet penetrated his head in an instant.

Snapped!

The head burst like a watermelon, and the brain was mixed with blood and splashed over the white tiles.

The sniper rifle bullet smashed the head and shot into the wall behind him, forming a huge crater.

Looking at the image in the night vision goggles slowly falling down, the sniper pressed the communicator near his ear: "Target cleared!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sniper on the other side eliminated another death squad.

The remaining seven team members quickly noticed that they used the communicator to warn each other not to let their bodies near the window.

"Damn, there are two minutes left, I want to kill a few more people!" The death squad was forced into the room and said angrily.

"Yeah, there are snipers outside, we definitely can't get out, we can only find a way to force them in."

"I have a way! These people are not the security of Stark Industries, then we will use rocket launchers to bomb the administrative building. These doglegs will definitely take the risk and rush in in order to reduce the loss."

"Good idea, just do it!"

The seven team members immediately took out grenade guns and rocket launchers, and bombarded the surrounding areas that seemed more expensive and valuable.

Rumble!

Along with the roar of the explosion, the administrative building lit up with bursts of fire, which was very eye-catching in the dark night.

Seeing the terrorists began to engage in sabotage, the security team leader suddenly became anxious.

It was already his negligence to be broken into the administrative building by them. If the administrative building was bombed again, he probably would have to leave.

At this point, he gritted his teeth and said: "Teams from one to ten are attacked immediately. Teams from eleven to fifteen are attacked from the top of the building! The rest of the team fired tear gas towards the administration building. You must protect yourself and the sniper is responsible. Cover them!"

The group leader gave an order, and all the security team members began to act.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, tear gas smashed the windows, fell into the administrative building and a thick white smoke came out.

The helicopter landed on the roof, and fifty security guards jumped off the plane. They hooked the railings of the roof with a drop rope, preparing to drop in through the broken window.

The security guards responsible for the frontal assault were in teams of two, one holding a bulletproof shield made of alloy material in front, and the other holding a gun on the shooting port of the shield and ran towards the administration building quickly.

The sniper in the distance also stared at the window with wide eyes.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

After arriving on the first floor and confirming that there were no terrorists, the first team went to the basement and the rest went to the second floor.

The stairwell was narrow, and the security guards stepped up the stairs cautiously.

"Surprisemotherfuker!"

Suddenly, the security guards heard a foul language.

Then a figure appeared on the second floor platform, carrying a rocket on his shoulder.

puff!

With the rocket ejected, the security guards were blocked in the stairwell and couldn't dodge, but they still subconsciously aimed and fired with their extraordinary response!

The death squad was instantly broken into pieces by dozens of special bullets, and a loud noise broke out in the stairwell.

Boom!

The strong impact and hot flame swallowed everything in the stairwell.

The few people who were the first to bear the brunt were directly fried into minced meat, and the people a little further away were also pushed into the air by the shock wave.

The security team leader heard the screams of the team members and asked loudly, "What happened!"

The players on the first floor immediately replied: "shit! They fired rockets, and the second team suffered heavy casualties!"

Hearing this, the team leader felt too late to grieve, and decisively ordered: "Team three, take the opportunity to capture the second floor immediately!"

"Yes!"

A few people were left to take care of the wounded, and the members of the three teams immediately rushed to the second floor, placed the bulletproof shield on the ground, and firmly controlled the exit of the stairwell.

At this time, another death squad on the second floor wanted to do the same, and ran out carrying a rocket.

But before he could speak, he was torn into shreds by dense bullets!