Starting from Zero

"What does the Intelligence Section of the Yankees do for food? At this time, there are still unknown forces to destroy!"

"Maybe it may not be There is a problem with the Intelligence Section in the United States." Ling said calmly.

I froze for a moment, and then I understood what Ling meant. It was indeed a bit arbitrary just now. Now that I think about it, maybe this matter is really not the American’s problem, but our own problem.

In fact, I already know what I guessed. But... guessing does not mean that I am not angry, and the consequences of making me angry are very, very serious.

"Does his grandma really think we are soft persimmons?" I suddenly turned my head and looked towards the police rhinoceros on the side of the car door, and the roof turned into a programmable atom of police lights. Suddenly, it was automatically reorganized into a small cannon. The barrel turned directly to the police rhinoceros on the side, and the peng sound was heard in the next second, like a champagne-like sound, and you saw the police car against the car door. The rhino, directly incarnate as Fireball, slid back and slammed into the house across the street.

Without the obstructive police rhino from the side, I pushed the car door and jumped down, but as soon as my feet landed on my forehead, there was a loud noise. The force flew up and fell back into the car.

"27.9mm rapid-fire gun." Ling glanced at the warhead stuck on my forehead and said.

I shook my head and got up from the seat. The next second there was a loud noise on the door. It was the same cannon, but it hit the door. Although our rare beast is not as strong as the power armor on my body, it is also quite strong. A shot hit only made the body shake a little, and there was a small depression on the door, but it was not obvious.

The guy operating the rapid-fire cannon on the opposite building cursed bitterly: "Damn these monsters, the infantry cannons can't penetrate!"

"What should I do? ?" the deputy next to him asked.

"Of course it was changed to the caliber. I didn't want to make things big before, now it seems that I don't need a big guy. This time I promise to make them cool." The guy said and picked it up. I called the communicator and called other teams to prepare large-caliber weapons, and our side, Ling and Yeyue, have all got off the car. Xiaochun is now in the driver's seat, and Ivorite is still in the car.

The first thing I did after I got out of the car was kicked flying the police rhino on the rear door. The driver in the car was kicked through the door and shorted my spine. It became two sections. After kicking the police rhino in the back, Ling and Xiaochun in the back had to get out of the car, and Ye Yue also crawled out of the driver's seat. Xiaochun returned to the driver's seat to drive instead of me, and I moved towards the front of the van and walked over.

The driver in the truck cab looks at most thirty years old, but he is not so thin. My eyes scanned his body data in an instant, and I immediately understood why this guy was so fearless before rushing to collide with us. The reason is that this guy is a drug addict, and the current drug concentration in his body is still very high. This kind of person is addicted to drugs. You only have to promise to give him a little poison, and he will do whatever he asks him to do. No matter how weird this thing is, and what normal people would never do, they will do it because they are people like this. It has been completely controlled by drugs, and basically no longer possesses human thinking ability.

This guy's current state is actually similar to mental disorder, and it is the type of severely violent mental disorder. In this case, most people should be very nervous even if they are not afraid, at least they should have a very cautious expression, but instead of being afraid, this guy has a distorted and sick smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth and nostrils are flowing with pale pink. Blood water, that is the product of blood mixed with saliva and nasal mucus, even the color becomes very strange.

Although this guy’s state is obviously a bit of drug overdose, even if I don’t care about him, he will hang up by himself after ten minutes at most, but I don’t have the time to wait for him to die. He didn't take his life seriously. I'm not a human being, this guy is no different from Amao Agou to me, anyway, he's not of the same race. Besides, this kind of person is a scourge everywhere, anyway, when immigrating, there will be no place for this kind of person, and it makes no difference whether you die sooner or later.

He raised the pistol without hesitation, aimed at the guy in the cab and pulled the trigger. After a three-shot burst, the guy's head burst into a ball of red paint and sprayed it on the partition behind the cab, and then two shots in the chest, instantly bursting into a pile of rotten meat.

Before I came out this time, my gun was replaced with ammunition, and now I am using super huge might smart ammunition. This kind of bullet needs to be fired with our special gun to work. The electronic system on the pistol will inform the target type of the bullet before it is fired. If it is an armored target, the projectile will shrink and then penetrate a thick and hard object with a massive fixed-point breakthrough. If the target is a soft target, the warhead will open like a lotus. After this kind of open warhead hits the human body, it will burst like explosives. If it hits the limbs, even if it is rubbed, the limbs can be directly broken, and if it hits the torso or the head, it will be killed by a single shot. , There will be no accidents.

In contrast, police ammunition considers not to kill as much as possible on the premise of injuring the culprit. Our ammunition is completely considered in reverse, and the requirement is to kill as much as possible. It's better to kill one vote with one bullet.

After killing the driver, I immediately turned and moved towards the other side of the street. Xiaochun kicked the accelerator and pushed the truck in front of me directly. After the driver hung up, the truck lost power and couldn't jam our rare beast at all, and was directly knocked away. The garbage truck at the back wanted to work hard, but Ling had already walked over and tore off the door. The people in the car still shot at Ling with a slight charge, but Ling, wearing a power armor, completely ignored the opponent's bullets, and squeezed the guy's ankle and pulled it out with a big fork. , The guy obviously had a bad ligament, this time he really pulled the egg, and the painful cry changed. But he didn't call for long. After being dragged out of the car, Ling grabbed his head and twisted it, and threw the strange-looking head into the trunk of the garbage truck, then turned and looked towards a wall on the side. He drew his pistol and pointed it at the wall with two shots. .

Two militants squatting behind the wall are planning a sneak attack from the window. They didn’t expect two big holes burst in the wall, and they blew up their heads without a grunt. . After the headless corpse fell to the ground, it took two more strokes before it stopped. As for the woman screaming from the room, Ling directly ignored it. The other party didn't take a weapon, and his hands and feet were tied up. Obviously he was not the attacker, but Ling had no time to save someone, so he could only ignore it for the time being. Anyway, the gangster was dead, and the police would come to deal with the aftermath.

Yeyue had already climbed the sixth layer building behind her bare-handed when Ling got here. At least thirty armed personnel on the top of the building were shooting Yeyue with various long and short weapons, including grenade guns and a miniature missile system, but Yeyue’s actions were helplessly moving through the rain of bullets like ghosts. Ordinary bullets hit her, except to see a few fire stars. If the grenade hits directly from the station, she can pause for a while, but it will never recover in more than a second. As for the micro missile... as long as the thing is launched, the unfathomable mystery will turn around and blow up their own people.

There is a lively fight on the top of the building here, but I just climbed onto the window sill of a family on the third floor on the ground. Kicked the broken glass and climbed into the room, a black child leaning against the wall of the door looking at me with a baby in his arms, there was no one else in the room.

I put my finger in front of my mouth and made a silent motion, and the other party immediately nodded. After all, I don’t want to be trifled with when I look at it, and this kind of motion also shows me. The target was not him, so he was relieved a lot. As for the gunfight... Don't look at people who are only about ten years old, they have actually seen it several times. Just two months ago, he witnessed the white-faced guy at the end of the corridor being killed by a gangster facing the street because he defaulted on the payment. The child in the slum had long been used to this kind of thing.

Seeing that this little child is very cooperative, I also walked to the door boldly, put the gun on the wall, looked back at the baby in the child’s hand, and thought about it, took out the muffler from the body again. After installing it, he pressed the trigger against the wall again.

After a few consecutive puff puff puffs, I opened the door and walked out. The corridor outside has turned into a river of blood, and there are corpses all over the floor, some of which are still pumping. Because I had to penetrate the wall, I used the armor piercing mode, and the bullet lethality was somewhat reduced, but most people died. After all, I fired the gun at the heart and head.

There was a guy at the end of the corridor shivering and shooting at me as he stepped back. I didn't even raise my hand to shoot. That guy's head disappeared in an instant. The corpse fell on its back and snapped a shot to the ceiling.

Of course, the movement below alarmed the people above. When I walked up the stairs, I heard two clinks, and then I saw two grenades rolling down the stairs. As soon as I moved my eyes, the grenade immediately floated and rose rapidly, and then exploded at the top of the stairs above, and I could hear a very clear scream.

When I went up, the stairs on this floor had become a mess, and the walls were full of holes. This is clearly a defensive grenade. It is difficult to obtain this thing even if it is a product that is forbidden to be sold by the American people.

The door to the stairwell was gone. I turned it in, but I was taken aback, because it was not a soldier with a gun, but three women. Well, to be precise, it should be three prostitutes. The scary heavy makeup and exaggerated high-heeled shoes, plus the short student outfit, which is of course not a real female student, and the identity information is already very obvious.

Of course, they are not standing empty-handed, but they have a gun in their hands, and they are all facing me.

Although I don’t know why there are such people among the raiders, since I’m holding a gun at me, that’s the enemy, and the enemy is of course the best dead.

My opponent and I raise the gun almost at the same time, but I am faster. The one of the three women still seemed to want to talk, but before she could speak, I shot her head off. The muzzle moved, and the second woman fired first. The bullet did not affect me in any way, but she saved herself. This gun is obviously not hers, at least not for her, because it is a hunting elephant. The special magazine can load five rounds at a time, but the important point is that the recoil of this gun is so large that adult men who exercise regularly can't fully control it. You can often see videos of people shooting with this gun on the Internet, and there will be a person standing in the shooter in the video. With his hands behind his shoulders, he used the strength of two people to support the recoil of the gun.

This woman obviously didn’t understand the formidable power of this gun, so she shot me with the gun like this, but the bullet didn’t affect me but sent her into the air, but she fell. A big somersault kept her alive, because I just pulled the trigger when she fired, but she flew suddenly, and my bullet failed to hit her, but blasted the wall behind her. A big hole that allows adults to walk through without bending over.

The third woman shot at me without stopping at all. It is a pity that her submachine gun is a heavy weapon for ordinary persons, and can only be regarded as a toy for me.

Turn the gun to her head and pull the trigger. As before, the whole head disappeared like a bursting balloon, and then I directly moved forward across the country. The woman on the ground was hit hard by her gun, and now she can't stand up at all, she can only barely support her to crawl backwards.

I walked to her, moved my arm slightly, pointed the muzzle at her head, and was about to pull the trigger when the front left door suddenly opened. A little girl of about five or six years old rushed out crying at her mother. The woman who had basically given up heard the little girl's cry and suddenly struggled to protect the little girl.

I was stunned for a moment, and then continued to move forward. The woman guarded the child nervously, crying and begging me not to shoot, but I completely ignored her, my sight had switched to the perspective scanning mode, and walked past her, completely ignoring their mother and daughter, and I walked out to the little girl. In front of the gate. He took out the spare pistol in his left hand and raised his hand to the door and emptied all the ammunition in one breath, then turned to the right hand pistol and fired again. After the two guns were completely empty, the black programmable atom behind me formed a small-caliber pulsed laser cannon. Then a few red lights flashed by, and there was a violent explosion in the room. Before the smoke cleared, the scanning information had determined that the more than two dozen armed men in the room were all dead, so I turned around and continued forward.

The little girl rushed out of instinct, but the people who asked her to come out did it on purpose. They are using habitual thinking to make people think that there is no one in the room, but in fact I have the ability to see through, so... Besides, even if I don’t have the ability to see through, with my sense of smell, the big man in this room is already sweaty. It can be smoked to death. I can smell it even if I have a cold. Besides, I don't have a cold at all.

Walking all the way to the top of the building, at least over a hundred people were killed. The opponent was very large, but they were basically miscellaneous soldiers. These people should not be the main force, or just a test. Anyway, it is not the opponent’s kill. Trick, I don't know what the other party wants to do.

Open the communication to connect Ling and Xiaochun, I directly asked: "I have cleaned up here, what's the situation on your side?"