American Drama System Reborn America

Chapter 165

Los Angeles.

"clear!"

"clear!"

"clear!"

A sound of tactical words came from the SWAT team members, but everyone did not feel safe, because they did not find the target at the predetermined position, which was obviously not a good sign.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Just as everyone was on guard, there were bursts of gunshots behind them.

"Enemy attack! 6 o'clock direction!"

In the communicator, the captain of SWAT reminded loudly.

"FK!"

"team leader?"

The remaining team members naturally judged the enemy's position from the gunshots, but when they quickly turned around and aimed their guns behind them, they found that Owen had already bullied them, and his teammates' swaying bodies were everywhere in their eyes. , Even if they have experienced many battles, they dare not shoot at this time.

"Stand back! Keep the distance!"

The captain of the SWAT tactical team saw that Owen was like a tiger among the crowd, and that each of his elite subordinates who could usually fight ten was as weak as a little girl. He immediately understood that Owen, who had suffered a lot from the tough guy agent Luke Hobbs, really deserved his reputation. How dare Irving get close!

The remaining team members backed away in a panic, but their guns were always aimed at Owen, ready to shoot Owen.

"Holy shit!"

But just a few steps after they took action, Irving grabbed a member of SWAT and threw his teammate straight over like a sandbag.

The bodies of their teammates blocked most of the shooting angles, and they still couldn't shoot. What made them stare blankly was that Owen followed the bodies of their teammates flying over, and came close again.

"Humph……"

"what!"

Bursts of muffled hums sounded, representing the team members being knocked down one by one!
"What kind of monster is this..."

After this idea came to the head of the SWAT tactical team leader, he swept across the empty aisle where no one was standing, his eyes went dark, and he lost all consciousness.

Outside the building.

Inside the tactical command vehicle.

"SWAT is all down."

Heather Lee saw the battle process through the helmet camera carried by the SWAT team, and announced solemnly: "Sir, Target 1 is too powerful. It is recommended to surround the building and recruit more snipers to lock it down. Every point of view."

"Defend the building, I will send more snipers immediately."

The CIA director was silent for a moment, then replied coldly.

They have already overestimated Owen as much as possible, otherwise they would not use such a big scene, but they did not expect to underestimate Owen. A SWAT special warfare elite team capable of fighting a small local war was crushed by Owen in an instant. How inconceivable is the crushing destruction!

"What kind of monster did you create!"

The CIA director murmured in his heart.

Although he didn't know the details of the Harvest Plan, based on his years of experience in intelligence work, he certainly wouldn't think that the existence of Owen's super combat power appeared out of thin air.

From the confidential orders coming from above, and thinking about the Jason Bourne incident, he more or less guessed some aspects of the harvest plan. This is like an upgraded version of the Jason Bourne incident!

"Everyone guards the entrance and exit, and kills target No. 1 immediately!"

Heather Lee was affirmed by the superior, and immediately emphasized in the communicator: "Don't give target No. 1 any chance to get close!"

"Received. ×n!"

Compared to the calm response of the sniper on the tall building, the policemen hiding behind the cordon formed by the police cars looked at each other, their chubby figures shrank even tighter, their throats moved slightly, and they shook the raised pistols , looking nervously at the direction of the building.

"SWAT failed?"

"It seems to be, otherwise it would be impossible for there to be no movement. Instead, it has been repeatedly emphasized not to let target No. 1 get close."

"Hiss~ How long has it been! I haven't heard many gunshots!"

"Target No. 1 is of Asian descent. I'm afraid they know the other side kung fu. You know that the other side kung fu is terrible. It's almost as good as the superpowers in science fiction movies."

"I hate Paradise Kung Fu!"

Several police officers leaned together and muttered softly.

"Stay there and don't move, and I will pick you up after I defeat them."

While picking equipment from the fallen SWAT players, Owen talked to Ramsey who was hiding through the headset.

"Crush them?"

Ramsay's voice was trembling, and he dared not answer: "Are you joking?"

It can be said that there is a net outside, and she has no idea whether Owen can take her to escape, but now Owen tells her that he wants to defeat the other party first and then come to pick her up. Owen wants to abandon her as a burden!
"wait for me."

Time was running out, and Owen didn't intend to explain in detail. After changing into a full set of SWAT tactical equipment, he went downstairs with a gun and walked out of the building.

The longer he stays in this place, the more dangerous it will be. God knows what the other party will do if he is determined. He doesn't dare to bet his life on the other party's character!
door of the building.

Owen held two guns, his breath was steady, and under the deep learning function of Xueba mode, he was absolutely rational, fearless of life and death, and his strong body provided strong support, and he pushed open the door heavily.

"Target No. 1 found! fire! fire! fire"

On the official communication channel, there were shouts of shooting one after another. Under Heather Lee's repeated emphasis, they were so nervous that they didn't even mean to ask for instructions, and opened fire directly.

boom!
Bang bang bang!
The first to fire was the sniper on the tall building opposite, and then the policemen behind the police car. The dense gunfire showed the official's determination to kill Owen.

The moment Owen pushed the door and the opponent shot, Owen's pupils shrank, and everything around him slowed down. The dense bullets slid in the air and bombarded him. The trajectory of the bullets was clearly visible. In an absolutely sane state, lv5+ genius mathematics The player's intelligence was running at high speed, instantly calculating the clear coordinates of the shooter of each bullet.

Owen rolled and jumped. With the addition of strength, speed, and ultimate fighting skills, he narrowly avoided the bombardment of the stream of bullets. The trajectory, hit the enemy one by one!

boom!
boom!
boom!
In the official command channel, the video of Sniper No. 3's field of view suddenly went black, and then a series of shouts sounded in the communication channel.

"The No. 3 sniper fell! The No. 3 blockade suffered heavy losses, and the No. 1 target is about to break through."

The co-pilot of the armed helicopter hovering in mid-air reminded: "Is there an attack?"

The airborne heavy machine gun under the armed helicopter is already in place, aiming at Owen below. As long as the commander gives an order, thousands of rounds of bullets per minute can cover Owen like a torrential rain...

　PS: Thank you Dereks for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)