Gunfire rang out in a continuous barrage.
Outside the Freight Yard, several gunmen who had failed to escape hid behind cars, still pulling their triggers without noticing that their magazines were empty.
Venom climbed over a lamppost, stuck a web to the front of a car, and dragged the entire vehicle toward them.
"Ah!!"
The scum's screams were so pleasant to the ear.
The surveillance feed shook with the impact.
Batman tightened his grip on the steering wheel and rounded the intersection.
"Gordon, have the people on the perimeter stop firing and pull back. There are still people alive hanging up there. Clear the areas below where we can catch them first."
Running footsteps came through the phone. Gordon moved somewhere else before he could make himself heard clearly.
"I saw the livestream. Spider-Man... he's still killing people, Bat."
"An alien symbiote is controlling him. Keep the officers away. I'll bring Spider-Man back."
"An alien symbiote? Are you sure you can separate them?"
Gordon immediately understood what Bat meant.
There was no Spider-Man going mad and starting a massacre. An evil alien symbiote had taken control of their upright, kindhearted Spider-Man, using his body to do things against his will. Spider-Man was a victim too!
"The equipment is already on its way."
Gordon shouted a couple of instructions to the people beside him, moving the perimeter farther out, then leaned back toward the microphone.
"Then hurry. I've already got three people asking whether we should bring in heavy weapons."
"No need. Send ambulances."
Batman ended the call. A fallen wall panel blocked the road ahead. He slowed down to drive around it and sent Alfred the new rendezvous point.
"The Wayne property beside the square. The Logistics Yard. Redirect the sonic equipment there, along with the medical personnel."
"Understood. And