A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Wesley nodded, then suddenly reversed and crashed through the textile factory gate, the truck bed plunging deep into the factory building.

"Kill them," Sloan said calmly, issuing the order.

On the high wall, all the assassins pulled the triggers of their weapons, and instantly, countless bullets struck the roof of the garbage truck, clanging and clattering incessantly.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from the air, and the two assassins who were firing bullets suddenly fell to the ground. All the assassins who were firing "rat-a-tat-tat" felt a chill run down their spines and quickly took cover.

"Damn cross!" Sloan's face turned ashen, but unfortunately, his face was too dark to see it at all.

"The enemy has a sniper!"

"find out!"

Where is he?

"Found him! He's in direction 146!"

"Damn it, I can't hit him, he's 1,500 meters away!"

The assassins on the high walls roared in fury, filled with rage at the act of crucifixion, but there was nothing they could do.

The cross, which was supposed to provide cover, didn't hide its position and appeared openly in front of the assassins, but the assassins were powerless against it.

Don't think that 1,500 meters is a short distance. Just imagine yourself ten meters away, unable to distinguish between men and women; twenty meters away, unable to distinguish between humans and animals; and thirty meters away, still in a state of complete ignorance. Then you'll know just how far 1,500 meters really is.

Sniping at this distance requires considering too many factors, such as humidity, temperature, altitude, dust, wind speed, and even the Coriolis force generated by the Earth.

A small difference can lead to a huge error.

Therefore, the cross can easily hunt down members of the Brotherhood, while the Brotherhood is powerless against the cross.

Using the cross as cover, Cao Gui slapped the center console of the garbage truck. Instantly, the hydraulic mechanism started working, the truck bed began to tilt upwards, and more than a thousand rats were dumped out.

Stimulated by the intense gunfire, they began to feel fear. Suddenly found in an open area, they were disoriented and scrambled into the textile factory.

Wesley then took out a tablet and started operating it, instantly activating all the rat bombs.

The insecticide was a Slav, that is, a Russian, and not only that, he was also a strange person who liked rats. He had few friends in the fraternity, but having few friends did not mean he had no friends.

Many assassins were confused and didn't react to the rats scurrying around, but the expressions of several assassins familiar with the insecticide changed drastically in an instant. They all immediately thought of the insecticide's idea of ​​a rat bomb.

Immediately, they shouted out the danger posed by the rats over the communication channel, startling all the assassins, who rushed to catch them.

But these are a thousand rats, not a thousand pigs. Even if it were a thousand pigs, it would take a whole day to catch them, let alone these incredibly agile rats.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon, 10 minutes had passed when the bomb exploded instantly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—

Inside the textile factory, clouds of dust and smoke rose in all directions, plunging the entire factory into utter chaos.

Outside the textile factory, Cross had already arrived to join them. As soon as the explosion stopped, the three of them looked at each other and rushed into the textile factory together!

"kill!"

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Chapter 24 Absalom Character Card

Inside the textile factory, chaos reigned, smoke and dust filled the air, countless threads lay scattered on the ground, and many assassins wailed in agony.

The rat bomb contained C4 high explosive and was not large, only about the size of a watch. In order to maximize the amount of explosive, the internal detonator of the cross was changed to an external one, but even so, it did not increase the amount of explosive by much.

This level of explosives wouldn't kill a person, but it could cripple them. Ordinary assassins who were originally able to fight freely either lost limbs or suffered concussions from the shockwave, lying unconscious on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Sloan's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. He never expected that the cross would pull such a stunt.

Despite his best efforts to overestimate the cross, he now realized that he had underestimated the man.

Sloan turned and left, returning to the room on the third floor where the Loom of Fate was located. He refused to believe that ten core assassins couldn't defeat the three bastards.

On the first floor, the assassins, still reeling from the explosion and not yet recovered, heard two loud crashes as the massive glass wall hanging on the factory's exterior shattered. Cao Gui and Wesley leaped in, and then...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With a relentless downward pull of the pin, countless lead pellets shot from the barrel, instantly engulfing all the remaining assassins in a cloud of blood mist before they collapsed helplessly.

In CQB operations, shotguns are the best option for clearing rooms besides grenades.

Wesley roared, instantly entering bullet time mode, and fired two Berettas in quick succession, mercilessly reaping lives.

In this state, his dynamic vision was at its peak, making Wesley an untouchable figure to these ordinary assassins who lacked bullet time.

Wesley hated the Brotherhood. These people had almost caused him and his father to kill each other, and he almost had to spend the rest of his life burdened with endless guilt. Wesley showed no mercy to such people.

At the back gate of the textile factory, a cross-shaped figure with a gun completely blocked the assassin who wanted to leave. He had lived in the textile factory for more than ten years and knew every structure, every blade of grass and tree there perfectly.

The cross will not let any member of the Brotherhood leave, as evil must be eradicated completely.

Inside the factory, Cao Gui emptied the magazine again; twelve shotgun shells lasted less than five seconds.

Cao Guiyi lifted the hem of his clothes, hooked his five fingers together, grabbed four shotgun shells from the shotgun holder at his waist, and then slid them twice along the magazine opening, instantly loading the four shotgun shells into the magazine.

Four bullets were loaded in two quick movements, a standard IPSC competition maneuver aimed at loading bullets as quickly as possible.

Boom boom boom boom!

The four bullets that had just been loaded into the magazine were fired by Cao Gui, instantly killing eight Brotherhood assassins.

On the other side, Wesley waved his hands like a fan, sending bullets flying in arcs, each one taking the life of an assassin. As the cross burst in through the back door, the assassins in the entire factory were basically cleared out.

The three exchanged a glance and rushed up to the second floor. However, as soon as they stepped onto the stairs, a burst of bullets came and pushed the three who had just emerged back down to the first floor.

Cao Gui was very fortunate that these people were just assassins and not soldiers. As assassins, they were used to working alone and had no sense of cooperation with each other. Otherwise, that attack just now would have been enough to give Cao Gui and his two companions a hard time.

Until someone was squatting up there, Cao Gui didn't hesitate. In CQB operations, what's the best way to clear a room?

Hand grenades, of course!

Cao Gui flipped his hands, and two M1 oval grenades appeared. He opened his mouth, bit off the safety pin, and threw them out. In one go, Cao Gui threw about ten grenades in a row.

Seeing this, Wesley and Cross followed suit, throwing out not only grenades, but also flashbangs, stun grenades, and smoke grenades all at once.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the second floor, a series of explosions and roars rang out, suggesting that a fierce storm had swept through the area.

Under the cover of the smoke grenades, Wesley and Cross jumped up and once again began a massive, mowing-down-enemies battle.

Cao Gui thought for a moment, put away the Benelli M4, and took out his military knife. The gun was easy to use, but... he still wasn't used to it.

"System, exchange and equip the character card: Absalom!"

[To exchange for the Absalom character card, the host needs to spend 800 merit points. Please confirm.]

"confirm!"

[Host equipped character card: Absalom, effective time 420 seconds]

Absalom, a subordinate of Gecko Moria, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

This person is a Frankenstein's monster; the lower half of his face is that of a lion, he has the skin of an elephant, and the strength of a bear and a gorilla.

If that doesn't ring a bell, let me put it another way: the Thriller Bark arc, the perverted lewd man who licked Robin's face, peeked at Nami taking a bath, and pinned the naked Nami against the wall.

It's so enviable... but shameful, it's so vulgar!

Cao Gui exchanged his character card not because of his stitched-together superhuman strength, but because of his Devil Fruit ability: the Clear-Clear Fruit.

With a thought, Cao Gui's figure gradually became transparent and finally slowly disappeared.

Clang!

A faint, almost imperceptible sound of a blade echoed from the void.

……

Second floor

Bang bang bang!

Firefox, accompanied by five or six ordinary assassins, pinned Cross and Wesley behind a cover.

Logically speaking, Firefox alone couldn't achieve this. Both Cross and Wesley are extremely powerful assassins, and Cross surpasses Firefox in both gunfighting and bullet time techniques.

But Firefox's solution is simple: sacrifice your teammates.

As the core assassin present, Firefox had the authority to command the other ordinary assassins. Therefore, Firefox used the lives of three ordinary assassins to achieve the tactical objective of suppressing Cross and Wesley.

As long as the other key assassins return to support, this game is practically won.

"Firefox, you've been tricked by Sloan!" Wesley yelled from behind cover. "The one who betrayed the Brotherhood is Sloan. His name is on the Loom's list!"

"I only forged my father's name after my father found out."

Firefox's face was gloomy, and she didn't say a word. Wesley's words were like farts to her.

“For so many years, Sloan has been falsifying lists to abuse his power. He has used you to get rid of people who stand in his way. He has turned you into violent people who abuse bullets.”

Firefox's breathing suddenly quickened, and the rhythmic gunfire began to become chaotic. Wesley and Cross exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves that something was going to happen.

So Wesley escalated his verbal attack: "Firefox, you're not some kind of killer of fate, and you've never managed to kill one person to save a thousand."

“I know you don’t believe me, but think about it. If Sloan really betrayed fate, you’re an accomplice. Have you thought about how many innocent families and innocent people you’ve hurt?”

"Shut up!"

Firefox screamed, Wesley's words instantly broke down his psychological defenses. That was her faith, and once it collapsed, what meaning would her existence have?

puff!puff!puff!

Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere, and the five ordinary assassins beside him were killed in an instant.

The injuries... looked as if she had been slashed by a sharp blade, but there was no one around her!

The hot, damp blade, carrying a strong smell of blood, pressed against Fire Fox's face. In the void, Cao Gui's figure slowly appeared behind her.

With a long sword at her neck, Fire Fox had already been defeated. Her face was ashen, and she silently lowered her hands that were holding the gun.

Cao Gui swung the back of his knife and struck her on the back of her knee, forcing her to kneel down.

"Is what you're saying true?"

"Ha! Guess for yourself!"

Cao Gui's disdainful voice echoed in the air, and he had disappeared again.

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