Villain in MCU- CH-67. Ruthless Massacre! Level Up Two Times!

Soon, Harley returned, driving the vehicle.

Opening the rear door, the seat was piled high with various types of guns and ammunition.

The four of them approached to pick out the weapons they needed. Jason, as usual, grabbed a Colt M4A1 carbine.

Christine picked the SG1 semi-automatic sniper rifle.

With 7.62mm ammunition, a 20-round magazine, and a maximum range of 800 meters, this was a highly accurate, continuous-fire sniper rifle.

David rummaged through the pile but couldn't find a suitable weapon.

"Hey! Here you go, I'm sure you'll like this." Harley said, undoing the belt around her waist and tossing it to him.

David caught it and saw two Glock 18 fully automatic pistols.

The guns had been modified by their owner, featuring a double-row magazine with a 33-round capacity.

Due to the short barrel, the firing rate was up to 1,100 rounds per minute, meaning all the bullets in the magazine could be fired in just one or two seconds.

"I like it, thanks!" David nodded, satisfied.

When choosing a gun, he prioritized rate of fire over power and range.

The three of them had chosen their weapons, but Harley was still unarmed.

Jason asked, "Are you planning to fight the police with your bare hands?"

Harley smiled and pointed toward the police explosion-proof vehicle nearby.

Jason followed her gaze and saw a heavy machine gun mounted on the roof of the riot vehicle.

With their guns chosen, it was time to plan the tactical positions.

Although the three of them had level 10 firearms proficiency, they knew that facing off against hundreds of police officers in a shootout would be a disaster. Good tactics were essential.

Harley, small but brave, chose to confront the police head-on, relying on the bulletproof shield behind the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun for protection.

Christine pointed toward a high slope in the distance. She decided to set up a sniper position there and provide long-range support, taking out police from behind.

David, quick and with excellent shooting skills, would move between boulders on either side of the road, using the "kite-flying" technique to pick off police officers from various angles.

One would stay put for suppressing fire, one would move for close-range kills, and one would provide long-range support.

Jason realized that he didn't need to be in the thick of the action.

Harley and the others had level 10 firearms proficiency, while Jason's was a mere level 8.

After considering it, he decided to remain at the rear, directing the operation and leaving the actual combat to his subordinates.

Well, no need to envy them.

Jason walked over, picked up Rhodey with one hand, and threw him into the car. He couldn't let him die before passing the message to Stark.

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After the four of them arrived at their respective positions, the police support convoy soon followed. Four explosion-proof vehicles rolled forward, blocking the road entirely.

The doors opened, and dozens of special police officers, armed with high-strength alloy bulletproof shields, jumped out. They quickly formed a circular shield wall in front of the cars, setting up automatic rifles at the shield's shooting ports, and slowly advanced in groups of two.

After all, they knew the ambushers were sharpshooters. To counter, they'd come up with a defensive formation that resembled fish scales.

No matter how skilled a sharpshooter was, his bullets wouldn't penetrate high-strength alloy shields.

Christine, perched on the high slope, observed the situation below with a high-power sniper scope. As David had estimated, the number of police officers was close to 130.

The fish scale formation, though seemingly invincible, was full of weaknesses from Christine's elevated vantage point.

Without hesitation, she squeezed the trigger, firing at the special police holding the shield.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The semi-automatic sniper rifle erupted, sending more than a dozen bullets in quick succession and exploding the heads of the front-row special police officers.

More than a dozen officers fell, their bodies littering the ground, and a huge hole appeared in the once-impenetrable fish scale formation.

As the gunshots rang out, Harley, hidden in the riot vehicle, suddenly popped her head out, set up the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun, and unleashed a hail of bullets at the now-breached defense line.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The orange-yellow bullet casings flew in every direction, and the deadly barrage shredded through the police officers like a relentless storm.

Harley's face flushed with excitement as she yelled, "Surprise, motherfucker!"

"Shit!"

The special police officers in the front row were instantly hit by the bullets and screamed in pain as they collapsed to the ground.

The heavy machine gun, under Harley's expert control, ensured every shot was aimed at vital areas such as the chest and abdomen.

Harley's volley killed more than a dozen officers, causing the once-unbreakable fish scale formation to crumble.

The commander in the back of the explosion-proof vehicle shouted into his communicator, "Retreat! Maintain the formation!"

At that moment, a figure appeared on a large rock near the road.

David stood atop the rock with two guns in hand, arms crossed over his chest, then jumped off, spinning mid-air like a gymnast.

As he spun, his finger pressed the trigger, his arms swinging outward.

The height of the rock combined with his powerful jump gave him an excellent view of the police formation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The pistols barked, firing all 66 rounds within two seconds.

Mid-spin, David managed to change the magazines in the air before landing gracefully on the ground.

If this had been an Olympic routine, he would have scored a perfect 10!

By the time he landed, most of the police on both sides of the lane were either dead or injured, and the shield formation had collapsed like a row of dominoes.

"There are enemies on the flank!" The commander yelled, eyes wide with fury.

But when the SWAT officers aimed their weapons at the side, David, having just finished his display, had already disappeared from their sight.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Jason sat in the car, leaning back in the seat with his eyes half-closed.

He listened to the steady rhythm of gunfire outside and tapped his fingers lightly on his thigh.

To him, the sound of gunfire was like a beautiful symphony, while to Rhodey sitting beside him, it was a grim reminder of death.

His comrades were being slaughtered outside, yet he could do nothing but wait in the car.

Rhodey's face contorted with self-blame as he struggled with the helplessness of the situation.

One minute into the firefight, the gunfire began to decrease in frequency.

Two minutes later, only sporadic shots rang out.

Three minutes later, all gunfire ceased.

[Ding! The accomplice 'David' killed 51 special police officers and earned 5100 villain points. Current progress: 14170/10000!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching level 11 and gaining 10 attribute points. Current progress: 4170/11000!]

[Ding! Accomplice 'Harley Quinn' killed 46 police officers and earned 4600 villain points. Current progress: 8770/11000!]

[Ding! Accomplice 'Christine' killed 35 special police officers and earned 3500 villain points. Current progress: 12270/11000!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching level 12, gaining 10 attribute points. Current progress: 1270/12000!]

Jason opened the door and stepped out of the car, walking over the metal shells scattered across the ground.

The air was thick with the stench of gunpowder and blood. The once-quiet road leading to the southern suburbs had turned into a hellscape of corpses and blood.

Rhodey also got out of the car. As the smell of blood hit him, his stomach churned. He quickly covered his mouth and fought back the urge to vomit.

Looking around, the ground was littered with bloody limbs and organs, creating a horrifying scene.

Even Rhodey, who had been on countless battlefields, found this beyond what he could endure.

Jason shot him a look of disdain. With such weak mental fortitude, how had he become a colonel?

"Honey!" Harley shouted as she jumped out of the bomb-proof vehicle and ran over.

Her face was flushed, and she hopped up and down excitedly, as though she was still savoring the thrill of the fight.

"It feels so damn good to hold a heavy machine gun and fire it!"

"Boss, their shooting skills... they're yours."

David approached, looking curious.

Looking at the smooth and delicate palms of the two girls, it was clear they weren't gun experts.

But during the battle, they'd displayed incredible skill, which puzzled David. After thinking it over, he realized the only explanation could be Jason.

Jason smiled and nodded, acknowledging without words.

David understood immediately, and his expression became complicated.

After three years apart, Jason possessed this kind of power. But what did that mean for his own struggles and growth during those years?

When Christine returned with her sniper rifle, they were ready to leave.

Jason got into the car and yelled to Rhodey, "Hey, don't forget what I said."

After that, he turned the car around and drove toward the southern suburbs.

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