Hope, the opposite of despair.

And for Rauna, the most desperate thing in this world is not that there is no hope, but that after hope, everything will be business as usual.

The blow to the hope of life being destroyed before one's own eyes is undoubtedly the most desperate.

If she had to add a little more color to this bit of desperation, what made her even more disgusting and dizzy was that the four company fighters had turned into pieces of flesh, from well-equipped and safe fighters to slices of flesh dripping on the ground and bleeding.

She held a lone arm in her hand, and her body fell to her knees weakly, and there was no sparkle in her eyes, only a dead gray color.

When I looked up, I could only see that my surroundings had become extremely silent.

The two floaters ran out of bullets and lingered around the rooftop, not daring to make their next move, while the floats directly above became stagnant, and several ropes hung down and swayed in the wind.

In each floating car, the remaining company fighters sat in a sluggish position, looking at the picture on the monitoring screen in the car, all silent.

Even when the on-board machine gun ran out of ammunition, no one tried to replenish it.

No one could have realized what had just happened, just as the beasts of the earth could not understand why the Sky Eagle could have the speed of the wind.

At first, they naively thought that with the firepower of the vehicle-mounted machine gun, even if they could not accurately kill the gangster, they would be able to contain him.

After that, as long as the vice president is successfully rescued, he can directly drop high explosives to smash the entire rooftop and even the building regardless of 3721.

At that time, no matter how fast this gangster is, he will not be able to react faster than the blast wave.

However, it turns out that they were all wrong.

The absurd image of the gangster, who was not only fast enough to dodge bullets, but also terrifying enough to use cold weapons to block bullets, could not help but give these professionally trained armed men a sense of worldview.

Well, times have changed?

The team leader of the armed team reacted in time, and hurriedly grabbed the long-distance communicator in the car as quickly as possible, and reported to the company's headquarters:

"This is Rescue Team 1, this is Rescue Team 1, mission frustrated! Mission frustrated! We were counterattacked by the gangsters, who were not only able to dodge bullets, but also to shoot bullets, and we needed a lot of fire support..."

Bang!

His conversation was interrupted by a loud explosion, sounding like the explosion of something heavy after it fell to the ground.

The team leader, Tong Kong, was shocked, and immediately realized a bad idea, and turned his head reluctantly, only to see that all the team members were staring at the screen blankly

——Floating car located directly above the rooftop... Crashed.

"Sudden *** situation, sudden *** situation, all 3 rescue teams were killed, the other party is suspected of having heavy firepower weapons, and the information is wrong!"

He continued to yell at the communicator.

However, after a while, his fierce performance also became "weak", his face turned unbelievable, and his eyes became dull again, looking at the monitoring screen.

"My Fake..."

The masked gangster leaps high from the edge of the rooftop, his speed like thunder.

Even if he is in the air, with the explosive power of the jump, he can jump into the air at a speed that is definitely not low, and he is wearing anti-gravity thrusters on his feet...

The Squad Leader had never seen anyone play such a trick with a thruster.

Under the precise control of the other party, the anti-gravity thruster was like a part of his body, and his body flexibly cooperated with every opening of the thruster, controlling the timing of every flame eruption, and the other party actually jumped into another floating car as if he was stepping on the void.

Having received professional training and theoretical tutorials, he also understands that this kind of thing can be done in theory.

After all, this anti-gravity thruster can counteract the speed of high-speed descent in a second or two, so when turned on at the right time, it can also make a stepping and flying action.

But theory is just theory after all, and this kind of external equipment is not a prosthetic.

With the physical body of ordinary people, if they have not been trained for many years and have not had the physical strength to counteract the thrust of the machine, ordinary people will only make the "upright horse" movement at the moment when the thruster is turned on according to this usage.

With the current technological content, it is not difficult for individuals to fly into the sky.

Rather than spending effort on this, it is better to buy a backpack thruster directly, which not only saves most of the effort, but also saves time.

But now it seems that this kind of approach, which only exists in "theory", may still have some merits, such as being more convenient and flexible?

When the masked gangster jumped into the float car, all the armed personnel around him, including the squad leader, heard a series of terrible screams from the combat channel.

Swords slashed through flesh, blood splattered everywhere in the car, feared men raised their guns and shot at invisible ghosts, and fires rang out, bullets flew everywhere inside the car...

No one knows what hell it will be like.

The only thing they could do was to listen quietly, and everyone gradually understood in their hearts that they were no longer facing ordinary mercenaries, but a complete monster.

The team leader's eyes were as bright as ashes after the candle flame had burned out, and he raised the communicator in his hand and said as if in prophecy:

"Rescue Team 2 was all killed, and the gangsters have the ability to fight in the air..."

With the sound of several grenades, the explosives fell to the ground, and the floating car once again turned into a brilliant firework, crashing into the building under the impact of the explosion.

And a figure also jumped out of the dust of the explosion, landed safely on the rooftop, rolled on the spot to unload the impact, and after getting up, he patted the cigarette ash on his head very leisurely, and the secondary explosion of the floating car hitting the building behind him lit up.

He clapped his hands as if he had done a trivial and inconsequential task, and immediately looked at the last floating car.

"Retreat! Retreat now! Distance yourself sufficiently! Don't let him jump in!"

This look almost scared the squad leader's soul out, and he almost lost his temper and roared in the direction of the driver's seat.

If it weren't for the remaining sanity that allowed him to restrain his impulse, he would have suspected that he would be rushing into the cab in the next second.

The floating car immediately lifted off, narrowing the distance from the rooftop, hanging far above, not daring to approach the rooftop at all.

"What's next? Boss, are we just watching like this? The rescue target is still below." One of the team members asked suddenly.

"Wait, wait for the support of the headquarters, in this situation, we will only die in vain, and we will lose the traces of the other party, the other teams are dead, and now only we can provide information on the gangsters to the headquarters!"

The team leader had a fierce expression, holding a communicator in his hand, and patiently listened to the message sent by the headquarters.

After a long time, his gloomy expression gradually cleared, and the strength of his grip on the communicator slowed down a lot.

"Understand, we'll keep him in check and make sure we get the job done." He reported this, and immediately hung up the communication for the time being.

"What did the headquarters say?" Team members hurriedly asked.

The squad leader smiled coldly and said calmly:

"The Terrorist Task Force is coming..."