Beautiful Man

Chapter 238 Desperate gap!

The special forces are armed with shields and automatic rifles, and the firepower is extremely fierce. The members of the organization guarding the factory are not opponents at all.

After only a minute, more than half of the hundreds of members were killed and injured, and they had to retreat to the inside of the factory for a defensive counterattack.

"Quick! Get all the weapons out!"

Several guards rushed to the utility room and removed the randomly piled up debris, revealing dozens of silver-white aluminum alloy boxes.

In order to prevent trouble from being exposed, members of the periphery are only equipped with pistols, but a lot of weapons are stored inside the factory for accidents.

These aluminum alloy weapon cases contain automatic rifles, light and heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, rockets, grenades and other weapons.

Bronsky and they still look down on the clown organization too much.

As the world's largest terrorist organization, how can it be possible to hit the world with a pistol.

The organization's security manual stipulates that even the most common locations must store at least ten weapon boxes, and regularly maintain and replace parts.

The weapons were quickly distributed, and the counterattack of the members of the organization began.

Da da da!!!

Rumble!!!

Gunshots and explosions kept coming.

I know this is in New York, I don’t know I thought it was a war-torn country in the Middle East.

With the absolute advantage of weapons, the six-man team formation of the special forces was directly broken up.

They had to abandon the bodies of their teammates and ran to shelter to hide.

However, the guard who was holding back the fire would let them go, and the dense bullets and rockets shot out, preparing to wipe them out with the bunker.

The battle situation was reversed 180 degrees, and the clown organization gained an absolute advantage.

Just when the special forces were desperate, Browns, the captain, came out.

With a shield in one hand and a gun in the other, he ran on the battlefield with superhuman agility.

Because of her speed and coquettish position, the guards couldn't hit her with their weapons, but he could hit her with precision when he shot back.

The guards were so annoyed by him that they had nothing to do, so they had to curse a few words and get addicted.

At this moment, Jason slowly walked up from the basement.

"Boss!"

Seeing the leader appear, all the members were refreshed and greeted him frantically.

With messy gunshots in his ears, Jason fished out his ears and waved his hand in dissatisfaction.

These guards understood the meaning and immediately yelled for their companions to stop shooting.

The endless gunfire suddenly stopped.

Bronsky was hiding in a bunker and peering slightly.

I saw the factory door full of bullet holes slowly opened, and a tall man walked out slowly.

Bronsky's pupils dilated, and the muscles of his entire face became stiff.

It was him!

Jason walked out of the factory, looking at the dead bodies everywhere.

There are special forces, as well as organizational members.

But even after so many men died, there was still no expression on his face.

No words, no actions.

Just standing in place caused Bronsky and the remaining special forces to panic.

With a face of despair, they greeted all the women of the Bronsky family.

If it weren't for his recklessness, how could we run into this evil star!

Different from the desperate and helpless mentality of the players, although Bronsky's heart is a bit fearful, it is more of the excitement and eagerness to face a strong enemy.

He has been in the army for 20 years, has experienced many wars, and received the baptism of death and blood donation.

But not only did he not suffer from the mental illness of war, but he even fell in love with this life of bullets.

The stronger the enemy, the more difficult the task, the more it can arouse his fighting spirit.

Even if he knew that the next second would be death, he was not afraid or flinching.

Looking at Jason's arrogant eyes, Bronsky was sullen and very unhappy.

Fear and excitement made his fingers tremble slightly, and his breathing was a little short.

Bronsky quickly adjusted his mentality and stared at Jason with a strong war spirit.

Huh!

He quickly left the bunker, then clenched his rifle and shot Jason.

Bang bang bang!

Several bullets hit the body and fell to the ground feebly.

Jason rolled his eyes and fixed his eyes on Bronsky.

This guy seems to be...

Bronsky shot while moving, and Jason stood motionless like a wooden stake.

"Not bad speed, faster than Jindo."

Jason looked and analyzed.

A minute later, Bronsky emptied three or four magazines and threw several grenades, but the opponent hadn't moved even an inch.

The difference in strength between the two sides was so different that the fighting spirit in his heart was gradually wiped out by cold water.

Although the previous tasks were difficult, he would never give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

The tenacity of the mentality is comparable to the hero of the comics.

However, reality is much crueler than comics.

Hulk first, then Jason, within a few days, he encountered two enemies that were absolutely invincible.

For Bronsky, this was a dimensionality reduction blow, and it directly destroyed his mentality.

He was once again lost in confusion, the powerlessness of reality and the desire for power tore his soul to pieces.

Click!

Bronsky threw away the rifle angrily, then clenched his fists and strode forward.

"You are Jason! Dare to fight me hand-to-hand!"

Perhaps it was self-defeating, or perhaps seeking relief, Bronsky dared to speak wildly in front of Jason.

Jason did not speak, but the contemptuous expression on his face said it all.

Bronsky was so angry that he slammed his fist in the face.

A hard touch came, and the punch seemed to hit a steel plate, and the powerful recoil almost broke his arm.

Bronsky's eyes were flushed, his expression on his face was unusually angry, and then he roared and attacked like crazy.

She used a lot of strength with every punch and foot, but the hard energy shield made him bloodied and bruised, and finally collapsed to the ground weakly.

"The speed is good, the strength is almost the same, and overall it is not as good as Jin Bin!"

Jason gave the final evaluation blankly.

After speaking, he slowly raised his right hand and pointed at his head with his index finger. A light blue energy emerged from the fingertips.

After two injections of the medicine, the gap is still desperate, and Bronsky's heart is completely dead.

He didn't resist, just glared at Jason with unwilling eyes.

Boom!

Fingertips moved slightly, and there was a violent explosion behind him.

Missed?

Bronsky turned his head and took a look, only to see a few special fighters who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, who were directly blown into minced meat by the miniature energy ball.

"You... don't kill me?"

"Waste can also be used!" Jason slowly lowered his arm and said contemptuously.

"Tie them all up, just leave it to Dr. Stern for experimentation."

"Understood, boss!"

"In addition, this stronghold has been exposed, and the transfer must begin immediately. The final finishing work is left to you, and no clues can be left."