In the end, it was the RIPD side that made Phil most unhappy.
There are clearly targeted weapons, but RIPD doesn’t give more.
If each of his men had a professional weapon, even if they only had twelve bullets, they would be able to quickly suppress the situation and would not have to be as restrained as they are now.
Although SHIELD did some research on these things, and both parties were well aware of their intention to copy them, this is human nature.
Just now, Phil also contacted the other party to inform them about the undead monsters causing trouble.
However, the other party was unwilling to coordinate their manpower. He now didn't know how many people RIPD had sent to solve this incident.
This kind of mysterious organization is really too troublesome! He complained in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
The top brass of the RIPD are in direct contact with Nick Fury and the World Security Council, and Phil's position only allows him to talk to their field workers.
But to be honest, his status is actually equivalent to that of the head of the RIPD New York branch.
But Phil couldn't resist the RIPD's high-handedness. Up to now, he has never met any of their branch heads and has only come into contact with their grassroots operatives.
He also mentioned this to Nick Fury. The director, who had always been calm and domineering, showed helplessness on his face and just said, "We can't control them." The topic ended there.
These thoughts flashed through Phil's mind quickly, and he couldn't help but growl into the intercom: "Cheney, haven't you completed the siege yet?"
There was silence for a moment, and then a response came: "Boss, they are too cunning, and they have the ability to walk on walls. They have been running around in the building, and we can't stop them."
Phil: "Then try harder. If that doesn't work, force them out and give Jack a chance to shoot."
We can't keep wasting time with these two damn devils. Every minute and every second wasted at this moment means the lives of innocent people.
Just as he was thinking this, a black shadow glided from the air, kicked through a window with a bang, and crashed into the building.
Phil was shocked: "What's going on?"
There was silence for a moment on the intercom, and then Cheney's surprised voice came: "Batman, Batman is here... Uh, he killed both of them."
Phil: …
All the subordinates: …
It's only been a few seconds
From the time Batman broke through the window to the time Cheney spoke, it took less than five seconds in total.
And just now these two cunning damn guys had been entangled with them for almost five minutes.
While Phil and the sharpshooter's men were confused, Luke had already jumped out of another window and slid directly in front of the two men: "Why are your people still using net guns? Do you want to capture them alive at this time?"
When Phil and his men heard this question, they all looked depressed.
It was Phil who spoke up and explained the predicament of his own lack of special firearms and supporting ammunition for the dead ghosts.
The blood-red lenses on Luke's mask flashed: "That's the question? Why didn't you say it just now?!"
As he spoke, he reached under his cloak and actually took out a bag from the storage space and threw it to the sharpshooter: "I just bought a few days ago a special 9mm pistol bullet. It can be used with ordinary firearms. It can kill the dead ghost with one shot."
Phil was surprised: "You still have this thing... Huh? Did you just buy it?"
Luke nodded slightly at him.
Phil understood immediately: this was the product of the “big guy who sells everything”!
Luke looked at the pair of mechanical gloves on Phil's hands again and said, "Your shooting skills are not that bad now. You have to believe in yourself."
Phil noticed where his gaze was, and knew that he was reminding himself to make good use of the auxiliary shooting function of the mechanical gloves. He could only smile bitterly and said, "I had too few bullets just now, and I dare not waste them."
Luke nodded: "Notify your team members. I will replenish a batch of special ammunition for them on the way. Now is not the time to save." After that, he took off without waiting for Phil's answer.
If it weren't for the need to figure out why SHIELD was so inefficient, he wouldn't have bothered to say these words to Phil.
In the next ten minutes or so, Luke followed the movement route planned by Alfu, clearing out the dead ghosts while providing special ammunition to Phil's ten teams along the way.
Each team received 200 rounds of special ammunition, most of which were distributed to the best marksmen, and the others only had to take a few rounds as backup.
The threat level of multiple fire points is different from that of a single fire point.
An effective firepower point cannot even be used for flanking, and three or five people can force the enemy into a blind spot relatively easily.
The level of SHIELD agents is not too bad, and with the assistance of the existing net guns, the speed of clearing out the dead ghosts immediately increased dramatically.
Phil watched the dense red dots on his phone disappear quickly one by one, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If we maintain this efficiency, the cleanup operation can be completed in thirty minutes at most, and this riot by the dead ghosts will be over within an hour.
Although the trouble was serious, the most serious consequences did not occur, which is a blessing in disguise.
Luke was cleaning up the dead guys along the way, and he still felt a little painful when he saw the few thousand points missing in the system.
The bullets he provided to Phil were newly modified by the system in the storage space.
A few days ago, I used my clone to take the blue light bullet from that girl with big wavy blonde hair. The system then prompted that it had received special fusion mental energy and could be cloned for use.
Afterwards he harassed the system and figured out what was going on.
In short, the blue light bullets of the old man and his men are special products attached with certain special spiritual energies, and can be regarded as a kind of "special spiritual" energy attack fired by a gun.
However, this attack is ineffective against normal humans and only has a "one-shot fatal" effect on those ghosts who are immune to ordinary firearms.
This is also the reason why the dead ghosts are not afraid of physical attacks and rarely cause trouble.
Their strongest point is their immortality, which is also their weakness that makes them die with one shot.
After figuring this out, Luke asked the system to help him create "enchanted bullets", and Selina got a large batch of them.
The bullet itself is the most common one. Just put it in the storage space, pay the points, tell the system the "enchantment" strength, and the enchantment process will be completed.
Each enchantment costs at least twenty points.
This is not a processing fee charged by the system. It simply injects the energy contained in the twenty points into the bullet.
In a word, it's krypton gold.
Although Luke is earning points at a fast pace now, it is still much slower than making money.
When he was earning a few thousand points a month, he was still earning tens of thousands of yuan a year as a detective, and at most he would occasionally make tens of millions or more in extra income.
It is now easy to earn tens of thousands of points a month, and his net worth is worth hundreds of billions.
With this comparison, he felt that the money he spent on this kind of "enchanted" bullet was really painful.
By the time 2,000 enchanted bullets were delivered to ten groups of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, even though they were only the minimum standard of 20 points per bullet, 40,000 points were gone.