Chapter 895: One Stone, Two Birds

The sharp icicles and the cold wind whizzed away from the carrier, directly curbing the firepower output of Bucky and his party.

Seeing this opportunity, Steve, who was standing behind Natasha, rushed towards them directly.

"Natasha cover me, Damon, help me attract firepower!"

"receive."

"no problem."

Hearing that Natasha immediately increased the output of firepower, but because there was a shopping mall behind Bucky and the others, and there were still many people hiding inside, so she didn't dare to go too far, and she needed to control the scope of the design, otherwise the ice thorns would not grow Eyes, she also has no ability to control the direction of the ice spikes, which is very easy to cause no injuries.

Damon on the other side quickly got up from the ground after hearing this: "That you! Go evacuate the crowd, hurry up!"

The fat police officer nodded, and hurriedly led the people out of the coffee shop carefully, moving to a safer place.

Damon picked up the shield and ran towards Bucky with Steve.

The two flanks were combined with firepower, and the group of killers suddenly lost their positions.

"what should we do?"

But Bucky looked at both sides calmly, picked up a corpse on the ground in front of him, and quickly ran behind the marble pillar next to the vehicle, a few ice thorns pierced through the corpse immediately, but did not cause any harm to him .

Before Natasha could slow down, Bucky turned around and leaned out, pulling the trigger in his hand.

"Wave~whoosh~"

"Watch out for grenades"

"Boom!" A violent explosion smoke instantly enveloped Natasha, and countless ice chips flew out of the smoke.

A broken and thick ice wall blocked the shells, but Natasha's suppressive attack disappeared in an instant.

The killers who got a little respite immediately ran out and sprayed fire snakes on Steve and Damon who were charging.

The most outrageous thing was that one of them actually pulled out a box of ammunition from the car, and stood on the roof of the car with a single soldier Gatling in his hand.

"I'll leave that man to you!" The two killers armed with m4a1 turned their guns to point at the unarmed Steve, and the man with Gatling also turned around, pointed at Damon running on the street and dunked. trigger.

"Buzz~ da da da da da!"

Guns rang out like whistling noises, and countless tracer bullets drew a straight line in the hail of bullets.

Damon, who had been prepared for the impact, immediately raised the shield, hunched over and put most of his body behind the shield, while leaning forward and running forward in a sprinting posture.

In this way, since the killer is standing on the car, the terrain is higher, our side is shorter on the ground, and the posture is tilted, the shooting angle of the killer reaches a very high limit, and it is difficult to shoot Damon's legs.

In his gaze, there is nothing else but the shield, the elbows at the corners that are a little more exposed on the edge of the shield, and the feet moving back and forth under the shield.

What's more, Dimon is still running on a slightly slanted line. It is very difficult for a person to control Gatling by himself, and it is even more difficult to target a person who is running. At this time, he still wants Gatling to reach The purpose of precise shooting is really a bit difficult.

If the killer really presses the gun heavily and aims at the front of the running route, Damon will lose the pressure to bear the firepower. At this time, he only needs to turn around immediately, and the killer will never have a chance to aim again.

In fact, Damon was also a little puzzled at this time. As a military fan, he knew Gatling's power very well, so he didn't overdo it, his muscles tensed up, and he went all out to attack with low-grade bullets.

But when countless sparks rubbed off the shield, why didn't you feel much? It's completely different from what I imagined!

It's completely different from the experience of bearing a howitzer.

This shield is so easy to use?

Just as Damon charged, Steve quickly approached across the street. When the two gunmen fired at him, a ball of water that had been following his ass immediately ran to him and turned into a layer of disposable guns. The round shield blocked a few bullets.

Taking this opportunity, Steve finally ran to the opposite side of the street, where there was a row of marble pillars for shelter. Their suppression of Steve was basically ineffective, and Natasha also recovered and wanted to continue using the ice storm.

Bucky, who was reloading again, just leaned out to take aim, when a hand suddenly stretched out and pushed the muzzle of the gun to one side.

"Bo~" A grenade flew into the sky with a tail of smoke.

"This..." Steve was dumbfounded watching the grenade disappear, which was different from what he thought.

But there was no time for him to think about the safety of others. Bucky directly clenched his fist and hit him on the forehead with a bang. He raised the m4a1 in his hand and was about to shoot, but was kicked away by Steve who turned over.

"That's it!"

Bucky ignored Steve's yelling, and he clenched his hands into fists and attacked him.

Meanwhile, on another street around the corner from Commercial Street.

Four or five thick 'police special vehicles' drove quickly with their sirens on. The leading car sat in the back seat, and a person was silent, his eyes full of haze.

He looked sideways at his new arm, clenched his fist, and was still a little unaccustomed to it, but this did not affect his killing.

It's just a pity that the idiot "Winter Soldier" didn't assassinate at all. High Washington was full of excitement. Now that the real police and reporters are here, Pierce still restrained himself.

"damn it"

"Whoosh..." Suddenly, a very familiar whistling sound caused him to raise his head.

"Boom!!!" The warhead hit the front of the vehicle, and the explosive flames instantly lifted the vehicle and rolled it onto the lawn beside the street. The second car rushed into the flames because it couldn't dodge in time. , rolled over again.

one stone two bird.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Get out of the car! Build a line of defense, hurry up!"

Several vehicles stopped immediately, and more than a dozen special forces in black ran down from inside to look for the enemy, and a few rushed over to check on the wounded.

Among them, in the last car, just after three people got off the five-person carriage, the person at the farthest corner suddenly pulled the fourth person back, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and it was directly inserted into his neck.

"Brock! Are you okay? Brock?" The deputy captain rushed to the side of the car that was emitting black smoke. Before he got close, a metal arm knocked the twisted car door into the air, and Brock, whose face was covered in blood, crawled out of it. It's like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Kill him, kill them!"

"Wow~" The people who were on guard suddenly heard the sound of an engine, and then a black special vehicle rushed out with a whoosh.

"Wait! Who is that?!"

"Damn, stop him! Quick!"

The soldier sitting in the driver's seat took off his helmet with his backhand while driving, revealing a beautiful face.

It was Fury's arm, Senior Agent Hill.

"Sir, I saw them."

"Pick them up."

"Yes, sir."