There was a slight electric sound, and the foam cushions of the seat moved sideways. Countless pieces of steel plate armor slowly rose from the gap in the seat under the traction of the mechanical cantilever, accurately passed through the gap between Jiang Chen's legs and arms, and then made soft "click" sounds one after another. buckle.
This was the last piece of insurance for his two Rulka customized cars. A T-3 power armor was built into the back seat of the car, occupying half of the trunk. Not only that, the whole body armor has been reinforced with titanium alloy, and has been changed from a rear position to a front position to facilitate quick arming.
The two bodyguards sitting in the front row turned around and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.
I saw that the boss who was sitting there in a suit had turned into a machine armed to the teeth.
Type T-3.
Any employee working in Star Ring Trading is unlikely to be unfamiliar with this stuff!
"You guys wait for me here, I'll go play with them."
Grinning, regardless of whether the two bodyguards could see it or not, Jiang Chen stretched his hand towards the car door.
Almost at the same time, a layer of spider-like cracks suddenly spread from the center to both sides of the glass of the front window, and a gunshot sounded in the distance.
"Hold the grass!"
The two bodyguards sitting in the front row subconsciously raised their arms and hid behind them.
Fortunately, all the glass in the Rulka car is high-strength bulletproof glass doped with graphene interlayers. Even an anti-material rifle cannot penetrate this thing with a single bullet.
The sniper crawling in the building skillfully pulled the bolt of his gun. An orange-yellow cartridge case with white smoke ejected from the barrel of the gun, and his finger held the trigger.
At this moment, a second gunshot rang out.
However, the bullet did not fly towards Jiang Chen's car, but towards the sniper.
Without any warning, the sniper who was about to shoot was shot directly in the head. Blood spurted into the water tank behind him. Shu's sniper rifle fell downstairs and smashed into parts on the cement floor.
Two streets away from the building, five men were squatting in a truck parked on the roadside. Their hands were armed with automatic rifles such as AKs and M4s tied with tape, and they were wearing different types of bulletproof vests.
Some of them are retired soldiers, and some are just former employees of military contractors.
"Jamie is down! Damn it, it's a ghost agent! They reacted too fast!" Carlson's face was clouded, and the ambush was not going well from the beginning.
Their people successfully caused a car accident and forced Jiang Chen's car to stop. However, the material strength of the bulletproof glass still exceeded their expectations. Even the loaded .50 Magnum ammunition could not penetrate the glass.
When Jamie was about to shoot again, the previous gunshot had already exposed his position. When Jiang Chen was traveling, there was at least one sniper on standby nearby. Carlson felt like he was not assassinating an entrepreneur, but rather the head of a country...
"What to do?" The strong black man next to him hesitated, "They have at least one sniper..."
"Continue the action!" A trace of determination flashed across the man's face, and he chambered the rifle, "For America! For the Statue of Liberty!"
At the same time, he also said something silently in his mind.
Let’s hope those people keep their promises…
"For Lady Liberty!"
The driver yelled, and the truck drove in the wrong direction on the road, passed through the congested area, and crashed directly into Jiang Chen's car. A black car shot out from the side and blocked the truck. The side was directly hit and deformed.
The back door of the truck was kicked open, and Carlson, wearing a skull mask, jumped into the street first. I saw him firing his rifle into the sky first, then shooting at the front window of the car blocking the front of the truck, and then passed through the screaming and fleeing crowd and rushed towards the black Rulka car. past.
The Rurka did not reverse, but opened the trunk.
For some reason, Carlson suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart when he looked at the trunk that popped open.
At this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his steps slowed down for half a beat.
I saw a foot covered in steel stepping out of the trunk, making a sonorous and powerful thud on the cement road. Thinking that they were experiencing a terrorist attack, the innocent citizens squatted under the car and shivered with their heads in their hands. They looked at the figure behind the Rulka car, their eyes showing surprise and dull expressions.
This is…
I always feel like this thing looks familiar.
It is naturally different from the mass-produced T-3 installed by ordinary soldiers. Although the engine and core weapons are the same, the one worn by Jiang Chen has differences in terms of armor material and streamlined appearance. Small differences.
So much so that these New York citizens living in the Internet era instantly recognized the origin of this thing.
This, this, this is not...
Hans, who was lying under the car, opened his eyes wide. Not long ago, he had reviewed the picture in a military forum. Someone compared the "Iron Man" in the Los Angeles incident, the glimpse that first appeared in Colo City, and the photos of the T-3 Powered Armor Brigade parachuted into Washington City by Star Circle Trade, and argued that this Iron Man was actually a replacement T-3 model with breastplate and weapon pendants.
The debate has been fruitless, but everyone has no doubt that this must be the masterpiece of the Star Ring trade. Because only people from the Star Ring Trade have the ability to create flying power armor. As for the counterfeit products produced by the Department of Defense Cash Project Research Agency, they are nothing more than bulky iron lumps and large mechanical exoskeletons.
However, they still never thought that the Iron Man was neither a special force of Star Ring Trading nor a bodyguard arranged around important officials, but actually the chairman of Star Ring Trading himself - Jiang Chen.
He tremblingly raised his phone and took out his phone from his pocket. Although Hans knew that this was not a wise move, he couldn't help but do it.
Now he is not far from the Rurka car, he is the only one who is closest!
If he had taken the video, it would have been in the headlines!
This is big news!
The bullet hit the titanium alloy armor with a buzzing sound, like a mosquito bite. Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to hold down the car door that was about to open. He shook his head at the bodyguard sitting in the car and lightly raised the hand holding his hand. The tactical rifle in his right hand, he thought silently.
"Wushuang!"
The muzzle of the gun sprayed flames, and the bullets connected with the heart points. As the muzzle swept through the chaotic traffic, a stream of blood mist exploded on each body. A rifle grenade flew over, and the nitrogen shield opened like water, blowing the grenade with white smoke towards the building nearby, exploding into brilliant flames in the air.
Fortunately, Carlson dodged the incoming bullet. With his extraordinary combat awareness, Carlson managed to avoid the almost fatal round of bullets and hastily replaced the steel core armor-piercing bullet clip. The strong black man squatting directly opposite him, with blood on his shoulder, gritted his teeth and placed the light machine gun on the hood.
"Fake! The intelligence is wrong! We've hit a brick wall—"
boom!
A bullet blew off the black man's head and punched a hole in the entire hood of the car.
"Shet!"
Cursing secretly, Carlson quickly fell to the ground and rolled behind another light truck.
The speed of the ghost agent was beyond his expectation.
Unexpectedly, in less than a minute, the sniper had already changed his position and aimed his sniper rifle behind them.
The operation has failed!
Carlson made a quick decision, threw himself to the ground, and crawled under the truck. However, as soon as half of his body got under the front of the car, he felt a huge force coming from his legs.
Standing next to the truck, Jiang Chen grabbed Carlson's leg with one hand and dragged him out from under the front of the truck, as if catching a chicken.
Jiang Chen waved away the gun butt that the man in front of him had thrown at him with his backhand. Jiang Chen smiled faintly, took his neck with one hand and pressed him against the hood.
"Rebels? Colorado or Texas?"
"I won't tell you until I die!"
With blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, Carlson stiffened his neck and stared at Jiang Chen.
"Really?" Jiang Chen shrugged, and his voice floated out from the steel armor, "I hope you can insist on saying that for a while."
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