Super Detective in the Fictional World

Heavy earth and fat round armor also failed to withstand the continuous blows of heavy machine gun bullets, and Tony's body was shaken violently, giving other bandits more chance to attack.

He looked at the machine gun point more than 50 meters away, angry in his heart, and there was nothing he could do.

Of the raw materials supplied by the bandits, the flamethrower was the only long-range attack he could have made in a short period of time, but it could not have been sprayed more than fifty metres away from the machine gun point.

As a result, this ordinary suit of armor will soon be punched through by heavy machine guns.

His gaze fell voluntarily on a red button on his left arm.

Shall we go? There was something in his heart that he didn't want to think about.

Suddenly, he felt a heavy stab in the thigh, and a glance revealed that he had been shot in the mouth by a machine gun.

Fortunately, the bullet did not penetrate the armor completely, and the thick leather cushioned inside cushioned the crushing force of the outer layer. His thighs hurt but could still move.

Tony bites his teeth: When I go back and put on Mark 2, when you cry.

His right hand paused the blast and quickly activated the red button on his left arm, then pressed it to the max, burning wildly a bunch of ammunition boxes not far away.

That's what his company makes, and of course he knows which one is easier to detonate at high temperatures.

Boom!

At last, a box of ammunition could not withstand high temperatures and burst.

In a series of explosions, the surrounding bandits were forced to hide in nearby bunkers and could not afford to attack Tony again.

Tony started running in a blasting dust wave with his legs sprayed.

Huge thrusts push heavy earth fat round armor off the ground quickly and are continuously increasing output.

Less than two seconds later, this steel crease was released from the bondage of gravity and slanted into the air.

On the ground, there was also a bigger martyrdom in the ammunition container, and the surge of air made him faster, quickly sweeping over the ridge on the side of the valley and completely leaving the hell of the world.

……

Luke touched the outermost perimeter of the Valley camp and broke the neck of a bandit at an observation post.

One hand pulled the bandit's rifle and the other took two magazines from the bandit's chest with great skill.

This is one of Stark Industries' finest colors, more accurate shooting than regular rifles, and a softer hand feel.

Luke has never used this before, and these rifles are rarely used inside LA gangs and are easily traced.

At this moment, the bandits in the valley are basically these kinds of guns, and Luke is determined to grab one for the fun of it.

Nor will it leave any clues.

Luke is confident that when the Major General is rescued, the United States military and subsequent investigators will lift the valley over and over again.

Firearms and weapons are the best option.

When he raised the gun, he pulled the trigger immediately.

Boom, boom, boom!

A triple shot, the goggles immediately feedback the drop point, and the smart program of the armor gives the range of deviation of the rifle in hand.

As a mass-produced rifle, the accuracy of this gun is excellent!

Luke was satisfied that the firearm in his hand did not hesitate to fire continuously.

From his side, from the outside to the inside, a bandit was blasted with one or two bullets without any chance of warning.

Two magazines are finished, and Luke is already on the street in this direction with more than twenty bandits.

Two bandits at one machine gun point are turning the machine gun towards Tony in the fire pit with the machine gun point on the other side.

As a result, the gunpoint turned in the direction and the two men fell on the sandbag.

The rifle in Luke's hand replaced the last magazine, slightly adjusted for a moment, aimed at the machine gunman who had fired wildly at Tony, and pulled the trigger decisively.

Boom, boom, boom!

This rampant, less than thirty seconds old, machine gunner had two more holes in his head that were flanked by bullets.

However, his last bullet was also a bad hit through Tony's leg armor, making the Major determined - to slip away.

It was Luke who wanted to do more, killing the most “hard-working” bandits in the vicinity, and Tony killed the ammunition in the field.

The next moment, a huge pile of goosebumps swept through the sky in front of Luke and flew out into the valley.

Luke had to follow a small number of flight trajectories, raising his head higher and higher, and losing his voice: “Are you sick? So big, dare to fly so high. ”

He doesn't think that the soil fat round armor that was rushed out has a flight system, without Jarvis' auxiliary arithmetic operation, and is still flying so high that he wants to fall dead.

And by the time he screamed, the major had flown up to a hundred meters and was rising faster.

Luke threw away his gun, his legs slammed, and jumped high. The injection device turned on the short-range extreme speed mode, and the ground took off in a blast, following the direction of the major and minor flights.

Tony in the middle of the sky, too, had to curse.

The leg injection device of this armor set is too rough.

Not that his craftsmanship is a problem, but that most raw materials do not meet the standards.

Tony knew he was going to get worse as soon as he entered the post-launch acceleration phase.

After the normal acceleration phase, the injection device should immediately lower the output so that the armor set, which he named Mark 0, drops at a less rapid speed.

Before landing, the injection device will push backwards and complete this super "jump”.

But now the injection device somehow fails, and when it lifts up, it does not diminish the output, but instead emits a fiercer flame.

“Don't!” Mark 0 climbed high, quickly breaking over 300 meters in the midst of a grumbling cry.

At this point, the failed injection device finally went out due to the overload, and then the momentum of the Mark 0 ascent slowly stagnated after the impulse rose by nearly 100 metres, and then began to fall.

“Ah ~” Tony howled desperately.

It's a fucking 400 meters high.

Without the aid of the injection device, Mark 0 is not Mark 2, there is no buffer inside, he will only fall alive and die!

Damn it! Why am I always so unlucky lately? The young man couldn't help but think about it, and the yellow sand was getting closer and closer in sight.

He had to hold his breath.

He still has a small chance of survival if he falls in the right position onto the sloping sand and lets Mark 0 go from smashing straight down to rolling over.

Tony, who never admitted his destiny, tried to adjust his posture in the air and prepare for the final impact.

“Are you playing high-altitude bungee?” A voice suddenly rang not far from him.

Tony can hear clearly even as he falls.

As he passed on his side, a pair of silver and white wings appeared in the curtain.

“Judgment angel?” Tony subconsciously screamed.

But he immediately scolded the hell out of it and turned his attention back to the impending impact.

Dead or alive, fight here!