Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 461 7 Black Ops: Deathstroke Corps VS Suicide Squad

Chapter 461 7. Black Ops Deathstroke Legion VS Suicide Squad

The ordinary-looking black heavy truck restarted and drove along the urban traffic line of the metropolis onto the highway leading out of the city. Deadshot sat in the driver's seat and swung the steering wheel boredly.

He is actually just showing off.

This car was transformed into an unmanned vehicle by the young Lai Tu. The front seat was more like an observation tower than a driver's seat. It could also be transformed into a heavy firepower attack platform when necessary.

There is an armed suitcase on the passenger seat next to Deadshot, filled with various "little toys" that he can't put down.

If there is anything that can be called a "welfare" for being forced to join Team K, it must be the various firearms and weapons handmade by engineering master Mason.

The power ranges from small to large, which is enough to ensure that a guy with super shooting skills like Death Shooter can be fully intimidating and destructive in battle.

There is also a weird skull on the console of this carefully decorated cab, which is the trophy he collected during the "Skrull Hunting Operation" that just ended a few days ago.

It was washed very clean, and its shape was completely different from the human skull, making it look like a handicraft.

Although it is somewhat perverted to have such a thing in the cab, but as a super villain, what's wrong with being a bit perverted?

"Report the situation!"

Bain's deep voice came from the communicator. He curled his lips, looked around through the observer, and said:

"Everything is normal, no threat, continue. Well, it doesn't feel right. We seem to be being targeted."

Deadshot suddenly felt a needle-like feeling in his heart. Years of assassination career made him immediately realize that he was being targeted by another shooter. He grabbed the suitcase at hand and said to the communicator:

"Keep driving! I will check for dangers, and you should be prepared."

"Um."

In the container car, commando Bain put down the communication device in his hand and gestured to the people next to him.

Old Deathstroke immediately kicked open the armor box at his feet, pulled down an armed rack filled with various weapons from the modified alloy wall, and began to select suitable ones.

Bain also took off his hood and stepped into the armor storage tank to complete his preparations for combat.

But the Shark King next to them didn't care.

This guy was wearing big headphones and beach pants, grabbing a bag of junk food and staring intently at the Peppa Pig cartoon on the screen in front of him.

Those beady eyes were widened, and from time to time they would laugh like they were missing a brain stem.

A guy like him who fights with brute force does not need to think about weapons and preparations. When fighting, put a set of Adamantium alloy braces on his mouth, then put on the split helmet and gloves and go out. Charged into battle.

King Shark is very open to the fact that he has become the "royal cannon fodder" of the Deathstroke Legion. The atmosphere in this small team is good, everyone is very good at talking and everyone is talented.

Unlimited junk food was provided for free every day, the water in the big fish tank under the car was changed every three days, and Luther specially ordered seven video channels for him to entertain himself.

He likes it here very much!

The strange ecology of this scene made the "hitchhiker" very interested.

Especially the composition of this special operations team. He observed it for a few seconds and then looked back at the young version of Luther who was sitting next to him on a rotating chair and operating several computers at the same time.

He asked:

"So, you are also another subordinate organization of Team K?"

"Yes, we call ourselves Mr. Mason Cooper's 'Black Glove Team', and we specialize in helping him do things that are inconvenient for justice heroes."

Luther, who was very relaxed, leaned back in his chair, drank coffee, and tapped a few times on the keyboard to hack into the nearby camera to help Deadshot find the target.

He said to the master:

"We had a good cooperation with Green Arrow some time ago, but he always wanted to provoke the two Slades and then got beaten down without any accident.

You shouldn't be asking for trouble, right? "

"Batboy won't fight an uncertain battle. If you want to beat him, you have to make a surprise attack and not make a fight. This is an old tradition."

Deathstroke, who was leaning next to him, snorted, reached out and took the kinetic assault rifle thrown by the old Deathstroke and loaded it with a click, then took off his flight jacket to reveal his iconic red and white suit.

Wearing an eye patch, he glanced at Batman, who was out of place in this carriage, and said:

"He knows that the result of a conflict here is that he will be pushed to the ground and beaten hard by us, and Bain will be happy to help him 'maintain' his lumbar spine."

Faced with this provocation, Master Quan pretended not to hear it.

The grudge between him and Deathstroke has not lasted for a day or two. Both of them have received personal guidance from Lei Xiaogu. When Deathstroke was young, he always regarded Batman as a target that must be surpassed. However, now both of them have become middle-aged Chinese. In the case of Uncle Nian, Deathstroke still failed to achieve this goal.

I have to say that young people must be more cautious when making career plans. Setting goals that are too high will embarrass themselves, and taking steps that are too high will definitely lead to failure.

Batman looked at the young version of Luthor, he looked at him, and after a few seconds he asked:

"Are you from another world?"

"right."

Luther did not hide this. He took a sip of coffee and said:

"It's a terrible world, and Mr. Mason saved us from the point of no return and gave me a new job that allowed me to start a new life in your world.

Compared to ours, your place is like heaven. Except for me being old, crazy and stubborn, everything is so beautiful and incredible.

In fact, after getting used to the life here, I feel that the greatest significance of our world is to remind everyone how bad everything can be.

But I guess that's not what you want to ask. "

Luthor locked onto several targets on the computer. He adjusted the camera's position with his fingers flying and said:

"Ask if you want. We still have some time before the attackers fire the first bullet."

"Do you have Batman over there?"

The old man asked his question directly, causing Luthor to stop.

The young version of Leibald looked back at him, shrugged and said:

"This topic cannot be touched. I will be a sinner for it. I will not risk offending him by answering this question that you already have the answer in your mind.

How about I introduce you to the Superman of my hometown? You will definitely be interested in it. "

"No need. You are right. I already know the answer. "

The master stood up suddenly.

"Look at your answer that was full of mistakes."

Death Bell pulled down his mask, adjusted the flowing warrior belt behind his head, patted Lai Bald's shoulder, and said to him in a low voice:

"Tsk, because of this stupid reaction, Captain Mason will deduct all your performance this month. "

"Tsk, whatever he wants."

The young Lai Bald snorted, took the pistol handed by Death Bell, loaded a bullet and put it at hand for self-defense, and curled his lips and said:

"I'm a billionaire anyway, right? I've reached the end of my life early, so I have to find some fun for myself. "

"Boom"

Just as the words fell, a rocket was fired from the hills beside the highway, hitting the wheel of the speeding heavy truck accurately.

The huge explosion caused the entire car to shake violently, and the red warning light flashed in the car, but such a small damage was nothing for this "base vehicle" assembled in Osborne Tower.

After all, the container and the entire body of this thing are coated with a layer of vibranium.

Mason has always spared no expense on the safety of his subordinates.

"Bang"

The heavy truck was taken over by Lai Tu and entered manual operation. At the moment when a black gun barrel was extended from the cockpit, the attacker who fired the rocket 700 meters away was right between his eyebrows. There is one more hole.

The second guy who picked up the cannon had his left eye shot through before he could even stand up.

The Death Shooter had already entered the counterattack state. The device under the container body was opened, and two assault vehicles modified based on the Batmobile were ejected, carrying two Deathstrokes and rushing towards the attack position. Assaulter Bane climbed onto the body of the vehicle. His black power armor was equipped with flight propulsion, and he chose to attack from the sky.

But just after taking off, he was hit by an explosive bomb at the helmet position.

Losing vision caused Bane's flight trajectory to deviate, and he crashed into another truck that was speeding towards him on the other side of the highway, and was almost crushed into a meat pie.

"There's a super shooter on the other side! Death Shooter, what the hell are you doing, snipe him! "

Bane cursed, adjusted his position and took off again, reaching the maximum speed and rushing towards the hill beside the road.

Deadshot did not refute because he was sniping with the super shooter on the opposite side.

In the duel between masters, the victory or defeat is often only a moment, so Deadshot did not rush to fire, allowing the opponent to use Bane in the sky as a target to attract firepower.

At the moment when Luther's truck drove into the tunnel at the fork leading to the suburban natural park, Deadshot, who was holding his breath, finally fired his fatal bullet.

With a "bang".

The scope of the gun in the hand of an old black man wearing armor on the hill shooting position exploded, but he avoided the fate of being shot in the head by dodging flexibly.

"It missed. "

He grinned, wiped the wound on his cheek, and felt relieved that he won this round.

What a deadly shooter who never misses, but he still dodged the bullet. From now on, the title of the top shooter in the villain circle will belong to him.

Thinking of this, Lao Hei got up and grabbed his gun to move to the next shooting position, and blow it up when the car drives out of the tunnel.

As a result, as soon as he got up, a cold wind blew from behind. He reacted quickly and pulled out his pistol to fight back, but what came into his sight was a bat Bat-shaped helmet and a serious chin.

"Bang"

The super shooter nicknamed "Bloodsport" was hit by Batman's terror attack and flew into the air. Then, the master pounced on him with a set of smooth judo techniques and broke several joints. When he landed, he had no strength to fight back.

The master leaned over and picked up a red-glowing tracker from the broken scope, and said to Bloodsport, who was lying on the ground with his teeth bared:

"Every bullet of his always stops at the right time, unlike you, who can't suppress your overactive desire to attack."

"I also showed mercy! Waller is watching!"

The super villain on the ground saw Batman as if he saw a savior, and he shouted:

"Finally I've waited for you, Batboy! Save me! Quick!"

When the master heard the name "Waller", he immediately reacted, stepped forward to suppress Bloodsport and pulled out a stun gun from his armed belt and stuck it on his neck.

The next moment, a high voltage was released in the latter's spine, making the Suicide Squad's exclusive micro-bomb ineffective a second before it exploded. However, the terrifying current that penetrated his body still made the super shooter scream in pain. He twitched on the ground and fell into a coma, emitting a barbecue-like aroma.

Although he was electrocuted to a rare medium, he at least had a life. At the same time, several muffled sounds came from the back, representing the miserable end of other high-level cannon fodder.

"Their heads were blown off, so disgusting, the clothes have to be washed again."

The voice of the Deathstroke sounded in the communication, reporting:

"It's Amanda Waller's Suicide Squad, no wonder I said these guys are so familiar."

"So, Amanda Waller in this world is also a disgusting character?"

The voice of Deathstroke No. 2 sounded afterwards, and Luthor quickly replied:

"Collect the team and return, re-arm! It seems that the road to the swamp will not be quiet. If anyone has any other methods, please come up with them quickly, otherwise we can only kill our way through."

"Beep beep beep"

The communication device on the master's wrist lit up green, and he heard the other side say when he connected the communication:

"My name is Groot"

"I I don't understand Groot language. I'm learning but it will take some time, so let's talk in another way. "

The master replied, and then another sharp and noisy voice sounded in the communicator, replacing the tree man's repeated explanation:

"Groot will use the power of the swamp monster to send you directly to the swamp to join us. Our informant reported the location and we are now hiding outside the base of the Legion of Doom.

Mason will be here soon.

The agent of the Black of Decay is in the Doomsday base, but the bad news is that the agent of the Red of All Creatures is also here, so you have to be prepared for a hard fight.

I mean, isn't the Justice League in this world very powerful?

Hurry up and call someone! Batman.

The communication is over. "

The master nodded, and then Luthor's voice with regret also sounded in the communicator, saying to the master:

"Alas, this pleasant cooperation time is always too short. The order from the top is that the Deathstroke Corps will stay here to deal with the Suicide Squad of the Sky Eye Society, and will not go to the headquarters of the Legion of Doom with you.

The "bomb disposal device" you just mentioned is very interesting. Is it your equipment specifically for dealing with the Suicide Squad? Did you expect that they would jump out to disrupt the situation in advance?

Can you share a blueprint with me? It may be useful later. "

"A high-frequency current pulse of one thousand to fifteen hundred volts enters the spine through the brain. The high-frequency short discharge within 0.5 to 3 seconds can interfere with the miniature bombs of the Suicide Squad. signal module. "

The old man stood there expressionlessly and said to the young version of Luthor:

"As long as you understand the principle, this thing is just a trick used by Amanda Waller to scare people."

"Understood! Let's start making the corresponding equipment."

Lai Bald said in the communication:

"Sure enough, Mason learned all those tricks from you. The other Batman doesn't have such a sophisticated mind. Um, God, I said something I shouldn't have said again.

Goodbye, Bat, you are very professional and it is a pleasure to work with you.

See you next time. "

"Beep"

The communication signals of Lai Bald and the entire Deathstroke Corps were erased from the old man's communicator, and then a vine rose from the old man's feet and wrapped around his body like a snake.

This is the power of the swamp monster taking effect.

Batman took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The next moment, as the vines pulled to the ground, his figure disappeared from the spot in the shining cape.

Deathstroke quickly came to Bloodsport, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and kicked the old black man hard. He said to him who was almost roasted:

"Death Shooter said that you passed the 'entry assessment' he set. The Deathstroke Corps needs a second firepower person. You passed the test. Now get up and get your equipment. There will be a lot of work for you next.

Asshole, don't ask for salary if you owe us a life. Do hard labor for three months first!

Do you have any opinions?"

Bloodsport looked at the loaded pistol in Deathstroke's hand, and then looked at the blood on his hand. Finally, he shook his head and said that he was very satisfied with the treatment of this new job.

In addition, he did have some "personal affairs" that needed to be "discussed" with Amanda Waller and the Eye of Heaven.

——

"Shua"

The figure of the master appeared in the swamp area of ​​the nature park amid the flying vines. He recovered from the strange feeling of "plant teleportation" and saw a tall tree man in a green cloak in front of him, showing him a silly and friendly smile, and on the shoulder of this "plant man" sat a fully armed space raccoon.

There were also members of the K team observing not far away, but the few strange guys traveling with them made Batman alert, especially the latter's obvious zombie characteristics.

"What are you looking at?"

The tall and thin zombie Quicksilver appeared beside the master with a whoosh and said provocatively:

"Have you never seen such a handsome zombie? Be careful or he'll bite you, bastard."

"I bet you ten bucks, if you can bite him, you'll be awesome."

Mason turned off the long-range reconnaissance function of the Mobius chair and turned back to the master:

"The good news is that I have shut down the outer firepower of this base, but the bad news is that the guys inside are difficult to deal with, including the Fear Lantern, the Overlord Ape, the Deep Sea Madman, and two Source Powers.

They obviously intend to fight the Justice League here.

To prevent them from causing more dangerous situations, call for help. "

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