America's Big Hero

Pushing down on the accelerator, the 8-cylinder engine roared, and a puff of black smoke spewed out from behind the buttocks. The dark green armored vehicle rushed straight towards Ed's manor.

Sean poked his head out from the opening in the roof, and someone behind him handed over the RPG with the warhead installed.

Put the RPG on the fixed frame, and through the infrared sight, Sean directly pulled the trigger the moment the crossflower locked on the house in the manor.

"whoosh"

"boom!"

In the dark night, the flames suddenly shot into the sky, and the violent explosion brought fragments of bricks and tiles into the sky, and the sound spread out like rolling thunder.

The sound of the explosion woke up the entire manor, screams of fear, and roars of anxiety, like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the whole manor became a mess.

It's just that Xiao En was in a good mood. He took another bullet and installed it. Without even thinking about it, he aimed at the big villa and blasted it with another RPG.

"boom!"

All the windows of the entire villa were bursting with flames, and the night sky was so dazzling.

I just don't know if the people in the villa think so.

The armored vehicle rushed over the obstacle, aimed at the wrought iron gate and slammed into it.

Sean quickly grabbed hold of the 'boom'.

The car shook and exerted force, as if breaking through a layer of membrane.

He rushed in with a little force.

Shaking his head, he dismantled the RPG and handed it over. It was too slow to change the warhead by itself.

Well, mainly unskilled.

If there is a rapid-fire gun, there is no need to get close to it. In 60 seconds, at most 60 seconds, the entire manor can be razed to the ground.

Now only two shots are fired, and Gatling Bodhisattva will still be asked to chant sutras later.

Thinking about it, Sean snapped the bullet chain on, held the M134 with both hands and adjusted it, and then aimed at the place where the sound came out and slammed the trigger!

M134，通用电气公司在M61“火神”航空机炮按比例把20mm的M61机炮缩小成7.62×51mm NATO口径发展而成。

Any non-heavy armored object within 100 meters will be pierced.

The theoretical rate of fire is 6000 rounds per minute, the effective range is 800 meters, and the range of stray bullets is 5000 meters.

Sam parked the armored vehicle firmly in the center of the manor, and Sean grabbed the M134 and harvested inch by inch in the manor.

It is harvesting!

Whether it's a human body or a car, whether it's a courtyard wall or a house!

Within a hundred meters, nothing can stop the devastation of 6000 rounds per minute!

Fight back?

Those sporadic counterattacks didn't even peel off the paint on the armored vehicle.

Humans are gifted at inventing how to kill themselves.

M134's frantic flames pointed at the car, and the car was blown up. The crumbling house under two RPG rounds was targeted by M134. It was just a round of fire, and then the house collapsed with a bang!

Two minutes later, when Sean let go of the trigger, the entire manor collapsed from the main villa to the outbuildings.

Except for the sound of the 6 barrels turning and the crackling sound of burning, it was quiet.

"Exciting!" Sean took another shot of the M134. Damn it, this thing is much better than the M60.

This is the romance of men!

However, the M134 is light and light, but the caliber is a little smaller. If it is replaced by a 20mm...

Emma!

"See if there are any survivors!" Sean yelled, and immediately two people ran out and rushed towards the waste area.

……

The RPG explosion sounded here, and the people who heard it nearby immediately called the police.

In the middle of the night, there were continuous calls to the police, and the sound of explosions would not be made by firearms.

After the police station receives the alarm, it arranges people to go to the police as soon as possible, and it should not be neglected.

But before they got in the car and went out, the subsequent calls to the police brought more detailed news.

For Americans who are free every day, shooting a gun is a basic survival skill. They can easily distinguish what is the sound of a pistol, what is the sound of a submachine gun, and what is the sound of a Gatling.

Even if you haven't heard it with your own ears, the dense gunshots cannot be emitted by normal firearms.

"Cannon? Machine gun? Gatling?" The deputy sheriff on duty stood next to the car with his eyes almost popping out, looking like you're fucking kidding me again!

"Yes, it is indeed so according to the alarm information."

"I..." The deputy police chief almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "Damn it, did I appear on the battlefield!"

"What should I do? Are you going to call the police?" Someone posted it and asked in a low voice.

It doesn't matter why the gang fight suddenly broke out, and it doesn't matter why the firepower is so fierce.

However, considering the police's small broken car and such poor firepower, rushing up may not be a midnight snack.

Can you come back? ?

"What to do, of course the police must be dispatched, this is the duty, do you understand the duty!" The fat deputy police chief said righteously: "Everyone is there, let's go immediately."

Everyone looked at him with uncomfortable faces.

The American police have no obligation to serve the people. This is a job to support the family.

"What are you looking at, get in the car immediately, hesitate, are you worthy of the taxpayer's money!" The deputy police chief opened the car door and was the first to get in, and only a sentence came out, "Be careful when driving, Don't violate the traffic rules, we are the police, and the police can't break the law knowingly."

Oh! ! !

There is something to die for!

Everyone understood instantly.

It's time to show off the traditional entertaining skills of the police!

……

Sean got off the roof and stood in the compartment stretching his waist. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly froze in place.

With a "snap", he slapped his thigh hard, "It's broken!"

"What's wrong?" Sam looked back.

"That bastard named Du is probably turned into a pile of shredded meat!" Sean punched the palm of his hand. Before he came, he wanted to get this guy out and humiliate him to pretend to be aggressive.

Let that guy know what it means to know what is beyond the sky.

Let that guy know what a beauty is!

Look at the expression of regret and anger when he was killed because the sperm got into his brain for a while and the whole family died!

Look at how he wants to eat his own flesh and drink his own blood, but he can only kneel in front of his enemy!

This is great, if one doesn't pay attention, I'm afraid there will be no chance again!

"Oh, I guess that guy didn't feel anything when he died!" Sean looked regretful, "It's too easy, it's my fault!"

Sean looked as if Dulles Ed had taken advantage of it, and he had suffered a lot, and Sam was speechless for a while!

However, if that guy really falls into the hands of the head, it may not be so easy to want to die.

After all, Sean said before coming here, since he likes to play with bumper cars so much, then fix that guy on the front of the car and slowly crash him to death!

The way of a person also treats his body!

Just as they were talking, the two people who went out to check ran back, "No survivors were found, the villa collapsed, and we can't see what's going on in the basement."

Sean glanced at the burning waste area, a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth, killing people, setting fire to it, everything was done now.

"Forget it." Sean beckoned them to get in the car, and told Sam to drive out, "If you can survive this situation, it's God's will, it doesn't matter."

With that said, Sam put the armored vehicle back into the van.

The door closed, and the group walked away.

Only the ruins of the manor were left behind, still burning.

Most buildings in the United States use wood, presumably, it can burn for a long time...

Chapter 159: Police: I'm So Scared

Everyone didn't agree on a time to do it together, and Sean's side was the first to do it.

However, the time difference was not too big. Not long after Sean left here, several other strongholds of Ed's family in Atlanta were also violently attacked.

The same configuration, direct RPG to open the way, M134 to finish, what is needed is a quick decision!

If you don't move, you will be fine, if you move like a thunder!

The police call to the police is going to be blown up!

Not an American fuss.

People in a free country have a strong sense of safety, and when they find a problem, they choose to call the police as soon as possible.

It's just that the police force had just headed towards the first place to call the police, and suddenly there was no police force left.

The sheriff, who was resting at home, unplugged the telephone line as soon as he received the news. He heard from other sources that the bandits drove out all the armored vehicles.

I'm just a police chief, what can I do?

I am also very scared!

Weak, pitiful, helpless!

Could it be that he brought the police over and those gangsters could be caught without a fight?

Or can you count on the big guys in their police station to be able to do better than others?

Are you sending food?

The deputy director had just arrived at Ed's manor, and his scalp was numb looking at the abandoned area, when he received a report from the headquarters that there was another big war in the city, and the explosion rumbled, and the police headquarters could hear the sound.

"A citizen witness described that the other party was driving an M113 armored fire support vehicle when they attacked, and some also said that it was a personnel carrier." On the phone, the people at the headquarters were reporting.

As he spoke, he found that there was no sound on the phone. The people in the headquarters were a little puzzled, and asked loudly uncertainly: "Director, Director, are you listening?"

"I'm listening!" the deputy director's voice sounded without emotion.

"Currently, we haven't confirmed the specific weapons and equipment of the other party. We will wait for definite news..."

"No need!" the deputy director interrupted the other party, and said in a flat tone without a trace of color: "The gangster drove an M113A3 armored personnel carrier, and the roof was equipped with an M134 six-barreled Gatling machine gun with a rate of fire of 6000 rounds per minute."

"Hey, Chief, how do you know!" A voice full of astonishment came from the phone.

The deputy director didn't answer, and hung up the phone in his hand.

Can I fucking tell you I've had the bad luck to run into it! !

At this moment, the deputy director's head was buzzing, he raised his hand and slapped himself alone, and went back when he went back, wouldn't it be good to go the same way, why change the way!

why!

What should I do now that I bumped into the other party and just finished the murder?

Waiting online, very urgent... Oh no!

The muzzle of the M134 suddenly turned and pointed at several police cars. At that time, everyone felt a cold air from the soles of their feet directly to the skin of their heads, and they were about to freeze.

It's not a matter of courage!

This is a question of whether to die or not to die!

How much fake wine to drink, dare to fight against armored vehicles!

How to fight, their firepower can't even break the skin of others, and they can smash their cars into scraps on the spot with just a chug!

"Go, go, go..." The deputy director's mouth was watered.

"Fire?" The subordinates looked at the director in horror. When did the head get so violent?

"Fuck you!" The chief slapped him and shouted, "Drive!"