In that fatal second when the machine gunner was distracted.
"Now!"
Behind the shipping container, Peter Parker seized that fleeting opening.
He thrust both hands forward, firing two enormous masses of high-pressure webbing like cannonballs. With a smack, they completely plastered over the left pickup's windshield and the machine gunner's field of vision!
"I can't see! Fire! Fire!" The machine gunner panicked completely and blindly squeezed the trigger, sending every bullet into the ceiling.
"Go to hell, scumbags."
Behind the support pillar, Frank and Big Daddy Damon sprang from cover together like two tigers released from their cages.
Neither said a word, but their coordination was flawless. Two High-Explosive Grenades traced deadly arcs through the air and rolled precisely into the gaps beneath the Pickup Truck's chassis.
Boom! Boom!
Two deafening explosions rang out.
The seemingly unstoppable heavy pickup had its undercarriage blown apart. The whole vehicle flipped into the air and slammed back down, becoming a heap of fiercely burning scrap.
With that, the suppressive fire Damico had been so proud of was utterly broken.
Without the machine guns covering them, the dozen or so Gang gunmen remaining on the perimeter instantly became lambs to the slaughter.
"Counterattack!" Frank raised his M4A1, his eyes ice-cold.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The Punisher's machine-like precision began picking them off. With every shot, a gangster's head burst like a watermelon.
"Our turn!" Matt drew his baton and charged into the enemy ranks like a streak of dark red lightning. Every swing brought the sharp crack of breaking bones.
Despite his wounded leg, Peter still swung across the warehouse ceiling on his webs, leaving every gangster who tried to flee dangling upside down in midair.
Mindy was even more excited, like a child with a new toy. Both pistols fired nonstop, her Purple