America's Big Hero

Soon, the chug-chug sound of the propellers sounded. Seeing the crowds of people, Sean had a cruel smile on his lips, "Very well, it will save trouble if we gather together!"

"You guys, do you want to take a shot at the crowd!" Sean turned his head and glanced at several people.

Sean didn't have any evil spirit, but the lack of experience in his eyes still made Marvin and the others tremble.

"No, no, you should do this." Several people waved their hands again and again.

It doesn't matter if you bomb the building or something, you can't see people, the shadow in your heart is not that big, but you can fire rockets at the crowd...

This is not a real soldier or a murderous pervert, he can't do this kind of thing.

"Cut!" Sean turned his head away, pretending to be cruel.

With a mutter, Sean aimed at the crowd and directly pressed the launcher button, and 19 rockets "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh" flew out.

Wherever they passed, the sound of explosions was continuous, there was no scream, and the stumped limbs and arms were flying in all directions in the flames.

Within a radius of tens of meters, flames, stumps, and hell!

Seeing the situation on the ground through the observation window, Marvin and the others twitched their throats and swallowed subconsciously, "Damn it, it's so cruel!"

At the same time as fear and fear, the pleasure brought by a violent emotion surged into my heart again.

Would love to switch with Sean.

Of course, just thinking about it.

It is difficult for normal people to break through this bottom line.

There was no reaction on the driver's face. He was driving a Black Hawk in the army. He had been on the battlefield and participated in real battles.

The U.S. military has never had the habit of taking care of civilians in other countries on the battlefield, and has always treated them equally and fired directly.

The reported death toll is never real.

This situation is not experienced once or twice by the driver.

With a flick of the joystick, the helicopter flew towards another group of people, a few hundred meters away, and after Sean locked it, he directly pressed the launch button.

'嗖' '嗖' '嗖'

'boom' 'boom' 'boom'

It was a hell of flames again, only a few people realized the bombardment and reacted quickly and ran out, and more people were frightened, Xiao En didn't give them any reaction time at all.

When the bombing of the city started, the rich people who came with Gilbert heard the sound.

Colombia, bombing, when these two words come together, they can't help being nervous.

However, Gilbert seemed to be supercilious, "It's safe, our own people, don't you all feel that Columbia is not safe? This is cleaning up some garbage. After cleaning up all the garbage, this place will be safe."

Hearing what Gilbert said, a group of rich people gasped.

Isn't this, direct bombing, a little too much?

A group of people are here at the construction site of the Sean Chemical Factory in the industrial area right now, and Gilbert brought them here specially.

As soon as the bombing in the city stopped, everyone saw the little black dot in the sky flying towards this side.

The scene of the helicopter firing rockets directly towards the place in the air came into view, and the sound of explosions and pieces of fire shone in the eyes.

All the rich people were horrified and speechless.

But, it's not over yet!

After the rocket, Sean opened the cannon hoisted under the cabin.

The driver chased several other local gang members lingering in the industry, and Sean adjusted the cannon to the crowd and began to shoot.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Amidst the roar of machine guns, there were screams one after another.

As long as he was scratched by the bullets of the machine gun, even if he didn't die on the spot, he would still be missing some parts, but he would just end up screaming and bleeding to death.

Compared with fighter jets, the speed is too fast, the machine guns are actually not accurate enough, and the strike time is short. It is simply too convenient for armed helicopters to kill ground targets!

Slow down, aim at the crowd and shoot left and right!

Almost nothing slipped through the net!

Whether it's people, or the simple houses built by these guys in the industrial area for rest, everything that is not in the industrial area should be cleaned up!

Manipulating the Black Hawk gunship to hover over Gilbert and the others, the airport gate opened, and Sean quickly descended directly.

After Sean landed, the Black Hawk immediately returned to the base. According to Sean's previous instructions, he went back to replace the auxiliary fuel tank and then returned directly to Miami across the Caribbean Sea.

Anyway, I can't stay in Cartagena.

Sean in camouflage uniform landed and first hugged Gilbert.

He took off the camouflage uniform on his own, and inside was a set of casual clothes.

Most of the rich people around him didn't know Sean, but this guy got off the helicopter. Even if the bombing and massacre just now wasn't done by this guy himself, it couldn't be separated from it.

Butcher, executioner, murderer, pervert...

Guardian!

The changed camouflage uniform was taken away, and Gilbert coughed lightly and said, "Let me introduce you, everyone should have heard of this, Sean Rockefeller."

"Mr. Sean is the initiator and owner of this industrial zone, and is also the owner of X Security Company. X Security Company will be responsible for the security of the industrial zone in Cartagena."

"Hello, hello." Sean stepped forward to shake hands with everyone one by one, as if he was a leader inspecting.

"You don't need to worry about the safety of the industry at all. Cartagena is very safe." Sean's face was full of kind smiles, and he couldn't tell that he had killed so many people just now. "The scenery here is beautiful, the climate is pleasant, and the local people are simple and honest. ,Hospitality."

"The most important thing is that there will be no gangsters in Cartagena, either now or in the future."

"You don't have to worry about guerrillas, anti-government organizations."

"X Security is not the Colombian army. For X Security, protecting the lives and properties of customers is the most important thing. For this reason, the security company never minds large-scale bombing."

"The South American branch of the security company is right next to the industrial area. There are two Black Hawk gunships, three armored vehicles, and self-propelled mortars. If necessary, more troops will be added at any time."

Sean looked at everyone solemnly, "I only do three things when I come to Cartagena, safety, safety, or fucking safety!"

"Safe, Cartagena is very safe!" Everyone applauded and said.

There is a US military guard next to it, what the hell is safer than this!

Everyone knows that what kind of bullshit guerrillas are, after all, just a group of armed drug dealers, and their combat effectiveness cannot be compared with that of the US military.

Eagle Sauce: Rabbit, stand up first.

Eagle Sauce: Everyone here is rubbish!

Everyone stood there and exchanged greetings for a while before Gilbert opened his mouth to invite: "The dinner party is ready, let's go over there."

Everyone got into the car and left the industrial area one after another. On the way, they accidentally turned their heads and saw corpses all over the ground.

Scattered arms and legs, large intestines flying everywhere...

"vomit"……

Seeing this scene, they all closed their eyes and covered their mouths.

cruel!

After leaving the industrial area and entering the urban area, the urban area is in chaos at the moment.

The speed of the Black Hawk clearing people is very fast, but the clearing tasks on the combat team's side require one shot at a time.

There were gunshots everywhere in the slums, and the streets were empty and no one was there.

The helicopter bombing just now has scared the onlookers back. Occasionally, those who rush into the street will soon be beaten to death by the security company personnel chasing after them.

There was blood and dead bodies everywhere in the streets.

It looks like a war-torn area.

Gilbert's convoy was coming and had been informed by Commander Craigie Wright.

Otherwise, the team will be blown up by RPG as soon as they enter.

Sean and Gilbert were sitting in the first car. The speed was not fast. Corpses appeared on the road from time to time.

When crushing, blood will inevitably spurt out, making the car full of blood thorns.

The rich men in the chemical industry in the car behind were all pale and pale. Fortunately, they didn't eat lunch after listening to Gilbert's words, otherwise, they would definitely vomit right now.

However, although this situation was cruel and frightening, in the bang, bang, bang, I felt inexplicably safe in my heart.

Even if these local gangs are iron-clad, they will all be honest after this ruthless killing.

It's just that everyone along the way was a little puzzled. The trouble here has become like this. Where are the police?

police!

The police are changing at the police station.

Are you not allowed to carry a gun when you come out to perform missions?

Isn't that a change of clothes?

Does the car not start?

Don't need time!

Shit, the chief of police wanted to unplug the police station when the black hawk gunships in the sky bombed with missiles.

As long as no one calls the police, Cartagena is safe!

However, it was a step too late after all, I don't know which damned guy called the police.

Don't let Lao Tzu know who you are, I will definitely kill you!

Hearing the constant bombing, the police didn't dare to go out.

What kind of firepower they have, and what kind of firepower they have, they still have a hard time in their hearts.

Especially after receiving the news that the guys in camouflage uniforms rushed in in armored vehicles.

The six-barreled Gatling can be a powerful chug.

The chief of police threw the small pistol in his hand on the spot.

What do I want this gun for!

Bullying and bullying civilians with small pistols is okay.

Anyway, the gunfire kept going outside, and the police were determined not to go out.

Very firm!

It doesn't work for anyone.

The convoy went all the way through the slums and entered the seaside.

Like a gap, beyond here, Cartagena is two worlds.

Cartagena has a protruding area near the sea, the airport, various five-star hotels, and the castle built by the Spaniards here.

The clean and tidy streets are lined with high-rise buildings. Pedestrians walk briskly, with faint smiles on their faces.

This is a rich area, either tourists from the United States, or rich people from Colombia.

On the side of entering the civilized world, everyone got out of the car and changed cars.

There was blood all over the car, as if Cartagena was not safe.

In fact, this is also the reason why Sean chose Cartagena. Apart from the slums, the law and order here is actually very good.

For all kinds of guerrillas, the main source of finance is marijuana and coca leaves, and most of them are exported from here. Therefore, there is a tacit understanding that no one comes here to make trouble.

If it's really not peaceful here, to put it bluntly, it will cut off everyone's source of income.

There is a tacit agreement.

When they arrived at the reserved banquet hall, Mayor Butler Mitchell and his team were already waiting here.

After Sean's introduction, a group of rich Americans shook hands with Butler Mitchell.

Everyone was a little surprised that Mayor Butler Mitchell appeared here. There were bombings and massacres outside, and you can still appear here with a happy face.

This attitude...

Steady!