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"1.2.3.4.5..." Duke got up and started counting.

"Boss, what are you counting?"

"There are five tanks in total. I have three tanks and you have two to kill them."

"arrow"

Duke and Bob rushed out with their rifles. After the first gunshot, these people let go of their scruples. The five tanks turned their muzzles and started bombing the car that rushed out.

Natasha was in danger, and Stark was knocked unconscious in the back seat of the car, or maybe he was knocked unconscious...

The soldier's head was also cut open by the explosive shrapnel. He lowered his head and clasped his hands on the steering wheel. Natasha, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had to kick the dead soldier down. He completely took over the driving and continued driving towards the outside of the slum.

The flying shrapnel and collapsed houses had no impact on her. She was different from those ordinary soldiers. She was a super agent. Her body had been modified, and her ability to resist attacks and her willpower were very strong.

Duke had already touched the side of the first tank. He put one hand on the side of the tank, jumped directly to the top of the tank, and stretched out his hand to pull the tank cover.

These people are really arrogant. During the war, they didn’t even know how to lock the tank lid.

Duke pulled the tank lid open. One of Obaday's men in the tank raised his head and saw him. Duke smiled at him, pulled a grenade from his body and threw it in with the ring, then closed the lid and used The butt of the gun jammed the cover shut on the outside.

dong dong dong dong dong

Judging from the noise coming from the lid, Duke could feel the urgency and tension of the people inside, but it was no use. They couldn't open this lid. They must remember it in the next life. Tank soldiers must be careful without the coordination of infantry. Do not open the lid.

Collapse~

Clusters of fire appeared on the tank, and it made a very dull fart sound.

The tank's muzzle stopped roaring. Duke straightened up without even looking at it. He felt sick to his stomach after looking at it. He picked up his gun and moved toward another tank.

After Groni heard the message from the transmitter and the final buzz, he immediately sent a message to the other tanks: "Lock the hatch, lock the hatch."

"Go forward at full speed, pursue, advance, and pursue the others. Hurry up and the tanks and infantry will coordinate the attack."

The carrying capacity of several tanks was limited, and some of his men were left to guard the industrial park. After the remaining men were armed, they ran here in armored vehicles. Other Obaday's men in Los Angeles also rushed over to support.

Now the whole of Los Angeles is tense, and busloads of heavily armed soldiers on various streets are moving this way, including those from Obadiah and S.H.I.E.L.D.

"It's like a world war suddenly started in the United States." A reporter had just finished saying this to the camera when a stray bullet that flew from nowhere hit his body.

"Oh my god, I've been shot. Please help me. Please help me. Stop live broadcasting. Call the doctor. No, no, no, no. Send me to the hospital." After seeing blood flowing from his body, the reporter panicked and interrupted the live broadcast in a hurry. Drove to the hospital.

News of the war in Los Angeles spread throughout the United States in a very short period of time, and even foreign reporters came to join in the fun.

Groni's order was still a little late. Bob had already blown up another of their tanks, and now they only had three tanks left.

This is a tank that was supposed to be delivered to the American military. There are ten tanks in one tank company. Now five tanks have been produced and temporarily placed in the industrial park as exhibits.

After these five tanks are gone, it will be a real street battle.

Groni gave the order over the intercom: "Ignore those two men and move forward at full speed and pursue Stark."

"Others except Stark, his vehicle license plate is, everyone pays attention, everyone pays attention"

Natasha drove the car into the street and started racing. Groni marked her location. For a time, there were no traffic laws on the streets of Los Angeles. One after another, the vehicles stepped on the accelerator and started racing. And can change lanes, turn, and drift at will.

The key point is that these vehicles are all armored vehicles, and other vehicles cannot hit them.

Groni had no intention of getting entangled with Duke and the others, and the tank began to move outside.

The soldiers who built defenses in the slums shot at the tanks, but they had no impact on the rough-skinned tanks. Groni didn't care about them, ignoring their attacks and chasing in the direction of Stark.

The sudden acceleration caused Duke to fall flat on the tank, and so did Bob.

But Bob was much easier to deal with than Duke. He turned into a ball of flame and got into the tank through the gap in the tank. After a while, the tank under him stopped moving.

Duke condensed a ball of white air in the palm of his hand, which was the result of his practice these days. He climbed onto the roof and shouted at the hatch cover: "Drink"

Crash, the hatch cover was opened, Duke poked his head in: "Sapo Ezmagefak"

There were only four soldiers in the "fk" tank, and one was driving. Duke stuck the muzzle of the gun in, chug, chug.

problem solved.

The tank made a sharp turn and loaded into a storefront on the side of the street and stopped. After a while, Duke walked out of the gravel, patting the dust off his body with both hands.

Bob also ran over, "There is only one car left now, where are we going?"

"Take a taxi and let's go to the industrial park."

"You can't get a taxi now."

"Borrow one and remember to return it when you're done."

The streets were full of vehicles with drivers running away with their keys. Armored cars and tanks were running rampant on the road, which frightened them. There were car accidents everywhere. The cars couldn't move at all and it was so blocked.

What's more, the gunshots sounded like New Year's Eve in Chinatown.

I don’t want the car anymore, I ran away first.

Duke and Bob randomly found a car on the street and chased after it. The road being run over by the tracks was so exciting that Duke felt like he was sitting on a massage chair.

"Bob, can you go the normal way?"

"Sorry boss, just a little hobby..."

Thanks to Bob's skillful driving skills, Duke and the others overtook Groni's remaining tank, then passed through various traffic intersections that had been paralyzed, and sped towards the industrial park.

The police in Los Angeles must be very busy today. Duke even saw that many police officers were forced to wear bright yellow vests and act as traffic diverters.

We can't stop the gunfight, so let's be traffic controllers for a while. When the news media mocks us as another bunch of idiots, and when citizens are in danger and can't do anything, we can proudly say:

At least we diverted traffic.

崩

"Sorry, boss, we bumped into it. There was an armored vehicle in front of us. It blocked our road on purpose. I couldn't hit it. But this armored vehicle seems to have a Stark logo on it."

"Just in time to change cars."

After a brief burst of gunfire, Duke and Bob got into the armored vehicle, "Hurry up, hurry up, Stark and the others should have arrived at the industrial park. I don't know what backup options Stark has left in case he messes up." If we don’t, all our efforts will be wasted.”