John did not even look. He fired a burst toward three o'clock.
Rat-a-tat-tat! A terrorist carrying an AK stepped out from around the cave corner at just that moment and caught the bullets squarely, a spray of blood bursting from his chest before he collapsed.
As John passed him, he casually put another bullet through his head.
Once he entered the cave's narrow passage, he slung his rifle and drew his pistol from his waist. Leaning slightly forward, pistol tilted, he advanced cautiously.
"One, one o'clock."
The dim cave was lit only by the faint lights along its walls, filled with the sound of rifle fire.
The instant the voice came through the Headset, a figure appeared on the sloping path ahead at one o'clock.
Bang!
Bang, bang!
They were very close. The enemy had only just frozen and raised his gun when John pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang, bang! Bang! Within a second, blood mist burst from the man's chest and head.
Two to the chest, one to the head—Hua Tuo himself would shake his head.
The Mozambique Drill was suited for close-range shooting.
The two chest shots disrupted the enemy's rhythm while stabilizing your own. The final lethal headshot then had a much higher chance of success.
The first two shots were for control. The last one finished the job.
Prompts continued to sound through the Headset, coming from the others.
"One, corner." As the voice fell, an AK barrel poked out from the corner ahead of him.
John grabbed the mop and raised it, then drew his pistol and smoothly put a bullet through the enemy's head.
When he could kill with one shot, there was no need to aim for the chest.
However, just then, an enemy suddenly appeared ahead and raised his rifle at him.
"Three, corner."
Bang.
The enemy's head exploded on the spot. The headless corpse remained stiff for a moment before dropping face-first to the ground, revealing Frank behind him with a shotgun raised, his expression cold.
Frank nodded at John, then continued toward Tony Stark.
Woof, woof, woof!!! Duke, the free dog, arrived beside John with his mouth covered in blood. The gunshot wounds on his body healed at a visible rate.
Duke had been injected with a Regeneration Potion. He would not die here, so John simply let him wreak havoc in the cave.
John patted his head, raised his pistol, and continued forward.
The cave passages stretched in every direction, and all the guards had descended into chaos.
Bullseye and the others were like cold killing machines, harvesting lives one after another with either indifference or madness.
Among them, Natasha's performance was noticeably weaker.
Erica, John, and Bullseye were all Assassins, while Frank was also a human weapon at the pinnacle of solo combat.
Natasha was an agent, but her expertise was broad. She specialized more in infiltration and intelligence gathering, making her somewhat weaker than those who excelled at assassination.
As a result, she had killed the fewest people in the team.
However, she clearly had a target of her own. After entering the cave and taking out a few enemies along the way, she headed straight for Tony Stark's location.
"What happened?" Natal, who had been furiously kicking the iron door, stopped and turned around. Listening to the dense gunfire outside growing weaker and weaker, he immediately sensed something was wrong.
"I'll take some men to check it out!" Deputy waved his hand and immediately left with two people.
Watching Deputy's back disappear, Natal did not know why, but he had a strong premonition that the man might not return.
"Fuck! Blow the door open!" He quickly shook the thought from his mind, then pointed furiously at the sealed iron door.
It had originally been meant to prevent Stark and the other man from escaping. Now, it had become their final line of defense.
After speaking, he swiftly retreated. Two other subordinates placed Sticky Bombs on the iron door, then quickly backed away and hid around a corner.
Boom! A tremendous explosion erupted, followed by a thick cloud of smoke. The entire cave trembled as countless fragments of stone fell.
"Looks like my rescue has arrived." Stark stood inside his barrel-like suit of armor and said happily to Yinsen, who was transferring the data beside him.
"Are they reliable? I mean, the people you found on a Game Platform." Yinsen was still worried.
"This..." Stark fell silent for a moment. All right, he really was not sure either.
Among the players who had accepted the mission was the Punisher, whom he was somewhat familiar with, but perhaps the man was just one of his fans.
Still, judging by the matter of uploading the technology, this hidden platform seemed to have some real capability.
Just as he was considering it, an explosion suddenly sounded from the door.
Boom! Smoke and dust filled the air as the iron door was blasted open by the massive explosion.
"I'll hold them off." Seeing this, Yinsen glanced at the data still being transferred, determination flashing through his eyes.
With that, he grabbed a gun and rushed out.
"Yinsen!" Stark shouted at the man's resolute back, wanting to call him back.
But it was as if Yinsen had not heard him. Without slowing in the slightest, he charged into the smoke.
Rat-a-tat-tat...
"I'm here!"
"Chase him!"
Rat-a-tat-tat...
Dense gunfire continued to drift in from outside. Inside the armor, Stark could only pray that the data transfer would finish faster.
But the next moment, the leader of the Ten Commandments Gang suddenly walked in.
"I have to say, your friend is admirable. Unfortunately, he paid for it with his life." Natal held a pistol, his eyes gleaming as he stared at Stark inside the armor.
Stark truly was a genius.
Natal had not joined the pursuit. He had stayed behind specifically to see what new weapon Stark had developed in the cave.
"Maybe we can sit down and talk. Don't you want the Jericho Missile? I can keep making them for you." Stark smiled, trying to buy some time.
However, Natal looked at the connected data cable nearby and clearly was not fooled.
He gave a soft laugh and raised his pistol at Stark.
"The equipment you're wearing is pretty impressive too."
Stark watched the dark muzzle pointed at him, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Hurry up, hurry up...
Squelch! Natal's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at his chest in disbelief.
A short sai had pierced through his chest at some point.
Thud! Erica tossed the corpse aside, then looked at Stark.
"Mission complete." She nodded into her Headset.
Stark also looked at the woman before him in surprise. She wore a sexy red outfit and held twin sais.
"You're... one of the players who accepted the mission?" he asked uncertainly.
Erica nodded coldly. Just as she was about to speak, he suddenly raised his heavy armored arm.
Click! A missile shot out and sped toward her.
Erica's expression changed, and she instinctively tilted her head aside to evade it.
Boom!
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