North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!

Chapter 103 F15 is dispatched! I want to see his body before sunset! (Seeking monthly ticket)
On the dirt road in front of the farmhouse, a line of eight black SUVs were driving in a mighty and orderly manner.

Speaking of which, although it is within the authority of the Speaker of the House to mobilize the Secret Service, sending dozens of fully armed secret agents at one time, equipped with heavy firepower such as submachine guns, is obviously beyond the norm.

But this action was approved by the president himself!
And their target is only one person - Rorschach Butcher.

When the vehicle was about to reach the farmhouse, it suddenly slowed down.

The special agents looked out of the car window and saw a horrific scene.

In addition to the bloodstains on the ground, there were even flames from the gasoline explosion burning wildly on the grass.

"Sheet. Where's that Rorschach guy?"

The leading special agent looked at the scene outside the window, frowned, and reached out to take out his cell phone.

However, before the call was connected, a cell phone suddenly rang not far from them.

The special agents in the lead car looked at each other, pushed open the door, got out, and carefully followed the sound.

The next second, everyone froze in place, their blood freezing!
The bodies of the elderly couple were neatly placed in front of the pickup truck.

On the hood, two heads were frozen in their final terror and wailing, staring intently at the void ahead.

Everything is like a bloody memorial!

The ringing of a cell phone sounded from one of the heads.

The special agent looked at his superior's head in front of him, swallowed, walked forward and picked up the phone, and a text message on the screen pierced his eyes.

“Blood For Blood!”

The special agent's eyes widened instantly, and before he could speak,
boom--!
The armor-piercing bullet blew his head into a bloody mist, and brain matter and bone fragments splattered all over his companions' faces.

After a brief moment of confusion, the surrounding special agents shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Sniper!"

“Move! Move!!!”

"Get back to the car first!"

Panic began to spread among the crowd, but something penetrated their minds faster than their fear!

That's the bullet! .
50 BMG armor-piercing rounds!!!
On the mountainside, Rorschach stood like a vengeful demon, Barrett roaring in his hand.

There was no prone position and no cover. He stood and shot, and each armor-piercing bullet accurately blew off a head.

Recoil?
does not exist!
His muscles were tense as steel, and only his clenched teeth could vent his immense rage.

Under his feet, Brian kept circling around him, roaring at the top of his lungs, and wagging his tail madly at Rorschach.

It seemed as if at this moment, even it felt the joy of revenge!
Bang-!
After the last bullet was fired, another head exploded in the distance.

All the sniper bullets had been used up, and there were more than a dozen headless corpses on the ground twitching constantly.

The instinctive reaction of the muscles and nerves caused the stump to move strangely, like a picture of hell!
Dozens of surviving special agents huddled behind the bulletproof vehicle, their eyes fixed on the mountainside.

They were waiting, waiting for the moment when the sniper gunfire stopped, then they would all swarm forward and tear the damn criminal into pieces.

Rorschach threw away the empty-handed Barrett rifle expressionlessly, and with a flick of his toes, the dead man Lien's gun bag landed steadily on his shoulder.

"Dude."

He looked down at the excited silver-white sheepdog at his feet and asked seriously, "Would you like to join me?"

"Woof woof——!"

Brian seemed to really understand and pounced forward, placing his front paws on Rorschach's bloodied chest.

It rubbed its head affectionately against his chest, revealing its bloody fangs from time to time, its eyes burning with bloodthirsty fighting spirit.

“Goodboy.”

Rorschach lowered his head and touched his forehead to its, his fingers burying deep in its silver fur. "From now on, you and I are brothers who share life and death."

After saying that, Rorschach held an automatic rifle in one hand, pulled the bolt to load the gun, and rushed down the mountain quickly with firm steps!
At the same time, the special agents in front of the farmhouse finally discovered something unusual on the hillside.

The deadly sniper is gone!
Even with a sniper rifle, they would still be wary of using it. Now that that threat is gone, what are they waiting for?!

The originally cautious special agents suddenly became aggressive and quickly formed tactical formations in teams of five and advanced towards the mountains.

Soon, the first few special agents had entered the woods. They advanced in a tactical formation, their bulletproof helmets reflecting a dazzling white light in the sunlight.

They carefully checked every bush, their guns moving as their sights moved.

Rorschach half-crouched behind a rock, breathing steadily.

Brian lay at his feet, his silver-white fur stained with dew and blood, and a suppressed growl rolled in his throat.

His index finger tapped the trigger guard lightly. After hearing the slight sound of a dead branch breaking, Rorschach whispered, "Thirty meters southeast, five-man team."

Brian's muscles suddenly tensed.

Gunshot! The 7.62mm rifle bullet pierced through the dead leaves, knocking the front-line special agent to the ground!
Before the body fell, Brian pounced out like lightning and bit the wrist of the second enemy.

boom! boom! boom!
Three gunshots were heard, and three helmets exploded with blood.

At the moment of rapid close contact, the rifle in Rorschach's hand spun like a living thing, and the butt of the gun slammed into the Adam's apple of the last man!

Then, without any pause, he suddenly turned his body to the side!
A bullet shot from a distance whizzed past his ear!

The enemy's second bullet also followed the trajectory and shot into the air, but at this time Rorschach had already raised the rifle in his hand.

Under the incredulous gaze of the enemy in the distance, Rorschach actually fired the second bullet!

Sparks are flying!!!

Turn around and pull the trigger!
A bloody hole suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the special agent who was holding a gun!
On the left, Brian suddenly started barking non-stop.

Rorschach immediately kicked off a nearby tree trunk and flew into the air. Bullets chased his afterimage, gouging rows of bullet holes in the tree trunk!

He twisted his waist in the air, and his rifle spewed out flames, and the bodies of the two special agents were instantly knocked back by the bullets!

At the moment of landing and rolling, the pistol slid from the leg holster into the palm of his hand. While kneeling, he fired three bursts of fire forward.

The backs of the heads of the three special agents who had just arrived exploded at the same time!

"Click——"

Short positions hang up.

Rorschach threw out the magazine, and while the new magazine was still in the air, a dagger had already shot out from his hand and accurately pierced the eye socket of the enemy more than ten meters away!
And at the moment the magazine clicked into place and the gun fired, Brian's scream rang out again!
This loyal dog has jumped out from behind the tree and bit a special agent's ankle tightly!
"what!!!"

Just as the other party was about to shoot Brian to death, a bullet pierced through his wrist, and blood splattered!

Then two more bursts of bullets hit his face accurately, it was a horrible sight!
At this moment, Rorschach seemed to have returned to the Middle East many years ago.

The same mountains and forests, the same scorching sun, the same smell of blood, and the same siege!

But this time, he's faster and stronger!

The upgraded gun fighting skills burned in his blood vessels, and the trajectory of each bullet was as clear as a slow motion.

Rorschach could see the enemy's muscles trembling when he pulled the trigger, and even see the waves of the bullet spinning and tearing through the air!
He turned sideways and the bullet grazed his chest.

Taking a step forward, the rifle barrel once again accurately blocked the bullet shot at him!
He raised his arm, and the bullet shot out from the muzzle and intercepted the incoming bullet in mid-air!
"How is it possible?"

The enemy's screams were completely drowned out by the gunfire.
Rorschach picked up a blood-stained rifle from the ground and quickly rushed into the bushes ahead.

Brian followed closely behind, and his roar guided him in the direction of killing!

A minute later, when the last special forces team entered the forest, the scene they saw made their gun hands tremble!

Among the corpses on the ground, only one man and one dog were standing!
"You should check my combat record in Kandahar, Afghanistan"

Click——!
The bolt is pulled.

The blood-red leather jacket rustled in the wind, and Rorschach, who had lowered his head, slowly raised it.

In the thick bloodstains, only a pair of eyes shone with a cold light.

"A team of fifty isn't even enough for me to warm up!!!"

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Washington.

Inside the Capitol, Pelari and Joe sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Both of them looked extremely solemn, and their eyes kept looking at the phone on the table.

They were anxiously awaiting news from Chicago.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Pelari answered the call impatiently, and immediately afterwards, the anticipation on her face disappeared without a trace, replaced by unconcealable fear and rage.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Qiao looked at her face and knew what the result would be.

After a few seconds of silence, Perari said in a deep voice, "If I remember correctly, Scott Air Force Base should be about 100 kilometers away from Mount Garry."

"Are you crazy?!" Old Joe stood up suddenly and immediately stopped him, saying, "This kind of battle plan."

"Don't you see the situation clearly, Joe?"

Pelari growled at him, "If we don't crush him completely in the mountains, it will be even harder for us to kill him once he gets out of the city!"

Old Joe was slightly startled, his brows furrowed, and he stopped talking.

"I need coded instructions from your Secretary of State."

Pelari's face was mad, his eyes bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Send out the F-15s! I want to see with my own eyes that Rorschach Butcher is completely crushed before sunset!!!"

(End of this chapter)