Chapter 309: I'm in the final say here

"What do you mean!"

Conrad and Weaver were also horrified.

But Mo Sen took a step forward and blocked in front of Sun Lin.

"Tsk, at this time, there is still someone who wants to be a hero to save the United States?" Lieutenant Colonel Packard scoffed.

"Calm down, everyone, calm down!" Conrad opened his hand and motioned for the crowd not to be impulsive.

"If you have something to discuss, we can also go with you." Now it is obvious that the other side is outnumbered, and in order to avoid his own losses, Conrad can only make concessions.

As he spoke, he turned back and gave Mawson a look, motioning for Mawson to stand up and make a statement.

Lieutenant Colonel Packard smiled proudly, his side had the advantage of numbers, and when he reached the danger zone, he felt that he had a way to kill the Chinese in front of him.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any panic and retreat from Mawson's face, only a calm and mockery hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Mawson shook his head.

"Chinese, you don't seem to have figured out the situation yet." Lieutenant Colonel Packard had completely torn off his disguise, his face was hideous, and he raised his gun and aimed it at Mawson's chest.

"As long as I pull the trigger gently, you really can't go anywhere." Packard's movements were slow, and he seemed eager to see others struggle and beg for mercy at gunpoint.

"You can try!" Mawson sneered and pointed to his forehead, "Aim, hit here!" ”

There was no fear in his eyes, and he looked at Packard as if he were scanning a mass of garbage.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?!"

Packard's eyes were bloodshot, and he pulled the bolt violently.

"Click!"

"Mawson......!"

Sun Lin stood behind Mo Sen and pinched his sleeve tightly, his eyes full of concern, "Mo Son, he has gone crazy, don't stimulate him anymore." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine." He held Sun Lin's hand and comforted softly.

This scene became a complete contempt in the eyes of Lieutenant Colonel Packard, thinking of what had happened in the past few days, his eyes were full of blood, he raised his gun to Mawson's forehead, and pulled the trigger violently!

Bang!

At the moment of the gunshot, Lieutenant Colonel Packard was surprised to find that he had lost Mawson's figure in front of him.

Immediately after that, he felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and there was already an extra figure in front of him, and a sharp pain came from his wrist.

His eyes widened as he looked at the young face that was close at hand, and there was a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

"You...... How could you?"

Lieutenant Colonel Packard's right hand was raised high, and the bullet in the gun naturally fell into the air.

In the moments before he could shoot, Mawson crossed the distance between the two and came up to Lieutenant Colonel Packard and held his right hand up.

In fact, the moment the gun went off, the bullet in Lieutenant Colonel Packard's gun had already gone off course and flew somewhere.

"Ah...... My hand! ”

He let out a cry of pain, his hand was empty, the gun had fallen into Mawson's hand, and his right hand, which had been holding the gun, had been crumpled into a ball by Mawson, and the fragments of his finger bones were stirred together, and it was rotten.

"Let go of the lieutenant colonel!"

"Click!" With the sound of several bolts pulling, several soldiers standing on the periphery shouted loudly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Without looking back, Mawson fired three backhand shots, the bullet drilling through the eye sockets of the three soldiers and blasting a deep hole in the back of the head.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, don't move if you don't want to die!"

Mawson's calm voice spread throughout the audience, and there was not much fierceness in his tone, but it made people feel inexplicably chilled.

Several soldiers who were moving a little slower froze there with pale faces, and they also wanted to raise their guns to aim at Mawson just now, but their movements were a beat slower, and at this time they were neither up nor down.

I'm afraid that my movements will be too big and stimulate Mosen, after all, no one wants to be punched in the head.

"This marksmanship ......"

Conrad on the side gasped, he was an expert at playing with guns, and he had seen all kinds of sharpshooters in the army, but none of them were as exaggerated as Mawson.

This can't be called marksmanship anymore, it's like magic!

In fact, before firing the shot, Mawson did not take any aim, he just gave the command, and all the rest of the actions were performed by Ryoko Tamiya, who was parasitic in his right hand.

It can be said that with the addition of this parasitic beast, Mawson's marksmanship is now much stronger than his previous one, and it is truly as accurate as a machine.

Mawson's gaze never left Lieutenant Colonel Packard, who bit his lip so hard that beads of sweat ran down his cheeks, and he forced himself not to let himself snort in pain, but stared at Mawson with hatred.

"Shoot, leave me alone!"

"Let's shoot him together!"

Packard had completely lost his mind and shouted at the soldiers behind him.

"Mills!"

"Cole!"

"Sliveko!"

"Shoot him, shoot him!"

There was silence in the field, not only the soldiers brought by Packard, but even Brooks and Conrad, who were on the same side as Mawson, did not dare to make a sound.

"Ahem!"

A dry cough sounded, and Bill Landa stretched out his hands and slowly took a few steps forward, he had to stand up, and once Lieutenant Colonel Packard said that he had leaked his mouth, he would not be able to escape.

"Listen to me, Mawson, Lieutenant Colonel Packard is just a little too nervous because he has lost too many of his teammates......" Bill Landa racked his brain, thinking of various words.

"Actually, he didn't really intend to aim at your head just now, he just wanted to scare you." With a smile on his face, he slowly approached Mawson.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp burst of gunfire.

Bill Landa was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and he reached out and felt a bloody hole in the middle of his forehead.

"You...... You ......"

Mawson leaned sideways and grinned, "I'm sorry Mr. Landa, I didn't plan to punch you in the head, I just wanted to scare you." ”

"Looking at it now, it looks like it's missed ......"

"Uh-uh!"

Bill Landa only had time to let out a few short screams before his eyes widened and he fell reluctantly.

Mawson sneered, "I was already planning to expel me from the Athena, but I changed my mind temporarily, what do you two think I don't know?" ”

"Quack!"

Lieutenant Colonel Packard laughed a few times, "Boy, you won, but so many people are watching, what are you going to do to kill everyone?" ”

"If everyone is dead, when you leave, you will wait to be interrogated by the government!"

"Bang!"

Mo Sen stopped speaking, and slammed his knee into Lieutenant Colonel Packard's chest, and a crisp bone cracking sound came, and his whole body flew out more than ten meters away like a cannonball.

The body penetrated through a branch as thick as an adult's arm and hung on the trunk of the tree.

"You're a dying person, what do you care?"

Mawson pursed his lips as if he had done a trivial thing, he turned around, and the moment everyone saw him, they couldn't help but take half a step back.

Only a figure not far away threw himself into his arms.

It was Sun Lin.

After bowing his head to appease Sun Lin a few times, Mo Sen raised his head again, and his gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one.

"From now on, I'm going to say it here."

"Questions?"