Chapter 19: The Burning Gas
"Giggle..."
The Dust Angel's teeth trembled violently with fear, and the attack she had just done was the strongest damage she could have done. But the enemy actually didn't feel pain. It made her completely unmotivated, and for the first time in her life, she was plunged into such desperate fear.
This fear made her cry uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the hand that was holding her shoulder loosened, and the detached sand angel fell directly to the ground.
"You're a guy worthy of the name of a warrior, the first one to hurt me! I'll let you go, and don't help you anymore in the future. ”
Broly hesitated for a moment, ready to let her go. Because she is the first person who can be called a martial artist so far in Broly, coupled with her superpowers and physical fitness, maybe there is still room for development in strength.
He felt the pain in his body and walked in Francis's direction.
"Please... Please..."
The Sand Angel wanted to beg Broly to let Francis go, but he fell into an ice cellar under one of his eyes.
Walking up to Francis, Broly grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him down. His movements were almost identical to those of the Sand Angel just now.
"Smack!"
Before Francis could say anything to beg for mercy, he was thrown into an indescribable mass.
Although this throwing technique is much more superficial than the Wolf Tooth Wind Fist and Satan's fighting skills, it is also very practical, and it may have a miraculous effect when facing some large enemies.
"Broly! Get out of there! The Mexican Army is coming! ”
Alejandro's voice suddenly sounded in the earbuds.
Broly tapped his earplugs and signaled that he already knew, and that he was not ready to deal with the Mexican government now, and that it would be very troublesome if it got to that level.
He glanced at the Sand Angel, who was in a trance because of Francis' death, and wanted her to leave this place of right and wrong.
"Hey..."
Before she could finish speaking, a grenade suddenly hit the Dust Angel, and a violent explosion knocked her to the ground, followed by a second and a third.
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Mexico's army is divided into nine brigades and a large number of independent regiments and battalions. The nine brigades, all headquartered in Mexico City, are the only mobile force of the Mexican Army and are under direct federal command. There is an armored brigade, two infantry brigades, a motorized infantry brigade, an airborne brigade, three gendarmerie brigades and a presidential guard brigade.
Although it is said that an armored brigade has been set up, Mexico does not have tanks in active service, and the French-made AMX-13 light tank, originally imported from Belgium, was a product of the forties and fifties of the twentieth century, and has long been old and exhausted, and all of them have been decommissioned. Even the armored vehicles in service are old and have weak firepower.
The AMX-VCI infantry fighting vehicle, a product of the sixties, had weak armor and not very strong firepower, and the Mexican Army partially modified it, installing the V8 diesel engine of the American company Dyna Cummins, and the firepower also removed the original manual small turret and converted it into a HK19 grenade launcher and a 7.62mm machine gun.
In Mexico, drug lords are so rampant and militarily weak.
Jackson. Major Neds sat in an AMX-VCI command car, smoking slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.
He applied for the mission on his own initiative. Just an hour ago, a mysterious phone call came to the office. The Reyes were willing to pay $10 million just to make it easier for him to order them to pull the trigger while he commanded his men.
It's a very pleasant task, isn't it, and you can easily get 10 million dollars with just one sentence. You must know that he secretly passed on so much information about anti-drug operations before, and only 600,000 yuan was in hand.
With this 10 million, he does not need to continue to serve, just for the lifelong retirement pension that he can only receive after 20 years of service and retirement. After 20 years of hard work, I can only get a retirement pension of 60% of my monthly salary.
Soon, one of the female mutants was killed. These mutants' superpowers may seem bells and whistles, but they are truly vulnerable to the power of modern weapons.
The people of the mutant factory offended Filippoto, who wanted them dead. He pulled out his phone and looked at it, and Filippoto had a guy named Francis on his must-kill list. The nearby traffic has been blocked, and Francis is already a turtle in the urn, and he will just ask the soldiers to get out of the car and search for it.
It is said that the mutant factory has something to do with the U.S. military, but unfortunately, it is impossible to immigrate to the United States after retiring, but Europe is also a good choice.
"What about mutants, it's not a corpse yet, and when you offend the Reyes Group, you should have thought of this result."
Bolton had quietly left the convoy long before, looking at the shattered corpses of Francis and the Dust Angel with a victorious smile on his face. The humiliation that was previously picked up by Francis like a chick is now finally cleaned. He picked up his phone and pointed it at Jackson. Major Neds said:
"Mr. Nets, don't let that mutant go, he's kidnapped Isabella. After killing him, search for Isabella's location, and if she is found, Mr. Filippoto is willing to pay another five million dollars. ”
He was about to put away his phone and leave this place of right and wrong, when the hand holding the phone was suddenly pinched by a huge palm.
Bolton's physique was tall among ordinary people, but compared to the palm, his hands were as small as a child's hand.
As soon as he turned around, he saw the mutant standing behind him. It's just that his size has skyrocketed by a large circle, more than two meters, and his steely muscles have broken through his shirt, and he stands in front of him like a giant in myths and legends.
Broly snatched his phone and flipped through the chat.
"You gutter rats!"
The killing of the Sand Angel was not a small reason why he was so angry, she followed Francis to help the abuse, and died innocently. He was angry that a warrior was not killed in a fair fight, but was killed by a sneak attack after exhaustion.
This anger directly brought him into the form of anger.
"No... You can't kill me... It's already surrounded... If you kill me, you will be cornered, and you will definitely die... I... I can get you out. ”
Broly crushed the phone in his hand, and green gas poured out of his hand, burning like a flame.
(In the new version of Dragon Ball Super Broly, Broly's Qi is white in his normal form and turns green after entering his angry form.) )
With a flick of his finger, a burst of green light shot out, piercing Bolton's skull and exploding violently, engulfing it.
"It's a dirty firework."
[Satan's Fighting Skill LV12: Splitting the Air Fist, hard workout, you have finally mastered the technique of concentrating qi and hitting it, and the attack comes with a splash effect.] 】