Marvel Saiyans

Chapter 33: Winner (seeking recommendation votes)

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"Da da da!!!"

There was a burst of automatic carbine gunfire, and the empty shells fell to the ground with a clang. After Matt emptied the magazine, he immediately stepped back and replaced the magazine. Alejandro walked forward, raised his rifle and pulled the trigger. After Alejandro emptied the magazine, Wade took over.

The three of them coordinated with each other and their firepower was almost uninterrupted.

The bullet hit the wall, almost tearing a big hole in it, and gravel flew everywhere.

“You guys are really enthusiastic.”

Bullseye stood at the corner of the corridor, tumbling a billiard ball in his hand, and suddenly threw it with all his strength. The billiard ball bounced twice on the wall and hit Wade's hand hard, breaking his finger bone.

"Fuck, how did he do that!"

Wade covered his hand and cried out in pain, cursing loudly, when suddenly a pencil flew over and stabbed into his calf.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Mata held the gun in one hand and continued shooting across the corridor, while he dragged Wade back with his other hand.

"We can only hold him back for so long. Let's retreat."

He was very calm. Wade was injured, and he and Alejandro were unable to stop Bullseye. If they continued to drag it out, they would only lose their lives. And more importantly, Broly said in the communication that he had dealt with Goro Daimon.

"You want to escape, do you have my consent?"

Bullseye was fiddling with a pen in his hand. Just as he was about to throw it, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"what happened again?"

He said very impatiently.

"Mr. Bullseye, where are you? Goro Daimon can't hold on any longer."

Filippo's somewhat panicked voice came from the other end of the line.

"What a waste!"

Bullseye said, and threw the pen in his hand away. A muffled groan came from the other end of the corridor. Kingpin's order could not be disobeyed, so he could only help Goro Daimon to get rid of the Green Goblin first.

Picking up the gun box beside him, he staggered into a room in the mansion, opened the gun box, and took out the huge gun inside.

Inside the gun box is a 20mm anti-tank rifle produced by Stark Group. A cable is pulled out from the gun box and connected to the rifle. This is to use the battery in the gun box to power the electromagnetic rail of the rifle.

This rifle, which pursues the ultimate destructive power, was created by Tony Stark when he was in his thirties. It was designed specifically for airborne troops, giving them anti-tank capabilities even though they cannot carry heavy vehicles.

The gun weighs 25 kilograms and uses a special gold-titanium alloy armor-piercing bullet. Under the acceleration of the electromagnetic rail, the muzzle velocity reaches an astonishing 2876m/s, reaching eight times the speed of sound. It can penetrate most main battle tanks in service in potential enemy countries from the front. However, due to the extremely high cost and high requirements for operators, it failed in the bidding, and only three test products were produced in total.

Even for Kingpin, who has all the power and wisdom in the world, it took a lot of connections and money to get this powerful monster gun.

After mounting the rifle on the tripod, Bullseye took a deep breath and aimed at the yard below. He didn't believe that the Green Goblin could withstand this level of attack.

However, Broly did not appear in the yard. He only saw Goro Daimon lying on the ground, his life or death unknown, and Filippo standing aside with a phone in his hand.

"What the hell, where did the Green Goblin go?"

As he was wondering, Filippoto suddenly burst into a cloud of smoke and turned into Broly. The call just now was not from Filippoto, but from Broly.

Filippo's body fell powerlessly to the ground, having been killed by a single punch.

"Now the distance between us is thirty meters. Let's see whether you hit me first or I kill you first."

Broly said excitedly.

Alejandro and his two companions were not far away.

"What the hell is Broly doing? Even if he were hit by a weapon like that, he would definitely die."

Matt's eyebrows furrowed. He had clearly informed Broly not to stay in the yard. He recognized the model of the rifle from the special gun box at a glance.

"Interesting! So interesting!" Bullseye licked his lips excitedly and put his finger on the trigger: "Let me blow your head off."

He completed the aim almost instantly.

“Bang!”

Because it does not use propellant, the sound of this rifle after firing is much duller than that of an ordinary rifle, mainly due to the sound made when the bullet breaks the sound barrier.

The gun body jumped violently, and the air wave overturned everything in the room. Almost at the same time, Broly's body exploded, and the bullet shot into the ground. The bullet hole was red and hot. The ground first bulged violently, and then began to collapse, revealing a depression with a diameter of three meters.

Wisps of white smoke emerged from underground.

At this speed, even the gold-titanium alloy melted into a fluid while penetrating the soil layer. The white smoke was vaporized water vapor.

"Dead? No! Not really!"

Broly, who was shot, slowly dissipated into the air, and his figure appeared more than ten meters away.

After killing Filippoto, Broly completed the mission of Fear of the Enemy and exchanged the accumulated revival points for Kame-ryu martial arts.

With the foundation of Satan's fighting skills and Wolf Fang Wind Fist, when he exchanged for Kame-ryu's martial arts, he mastered Kame-ryu's most entry-level Afterimage Fist.

Although Broly has become somewhat arrogant and bellicosity under the influence of his body, he is far from being so arrogant that he would be blinded by the desire to fight under normal circumstances.

"With this power, if you get hit in the vitals, you'll die."

Broly looked at the bullet hole and made a judgment. If he was entangled by Goro Daimon and let Bullseye shoot calmly, he would indeed be in a very dangerous situation. He was not sure whether the angry form could catch such a powerful shot.

“Bang!”

Bullseye shot the afterimage again. He was no longer as relaxed as before, and a trace of blood dripped from his nose. Even a very strong soldier could only shoot three times with this rifle at most.

If it happens more than three times, the internal organs may be injured by the recoil.

"Bang!" "Bang!"...

It was the first time that he failed to hit the target after pulling the trigger so many times.

"I'm used to this speed."

Broly squinted his eyes. He could vaguely see the trajectory of the bullet. Although it was extremely blurry, almost like an illusion, it still allowed him to dodge the shooting without relying on the Afterimage Fist.

"I'll give you a chance. From now on, I won't use the afterimage."

he yelled to Bullseye.

At this moment, Bullseye was bleeding from all seven orifices due to the recoil. He did not kill Broly, but almost killed himself. But his hand was still very steady, and there was no trembling on the trigger.

“Bang!”

Before he could pull the trigger for the second time, a hand as if made of steel was already pressing on the back of his head.

“I won!”

"boom!"

The violent explosion destroyed everything in the room, and Bullseye was completely wiped out.