American TV series

As soon as Sam turned the steering wheel, the car turned around and pointed directly at Ed's manor.

In fact, there is no road ahead. Normally, you have to make a big turn on the highway to get through.

But who asked us to make an armored personnel carrier? We still have the ability to climb hills and overcome obstacles!

As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the 8-cylinder engine roared, a puff of black smoke spurted out from behind, and the dark green armored vehicle rushed straight towards the Ed's Manor.

Sean poked his head out of the opening on the roof of the car, and someone from behind handed over the RPG with the warhead installed.

Mounting the RPG on the fixed frame, looking through the infrared sight, and the moment the crosshair locked onto the house in the manor, Sean directly pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh"

"boom!"

A sudden fire shot into the sky in the dark night, and a violent explosion brought bricks and tiles into the sky, and the sound spread out like rolling thunder.

The explosion woke up the entire manor at once, and the screams of fear and anxious roars were like poking a hornet's nest, and the entire manor became a mess.

However, Sean was in a good mood. He took another warhead and installed it. Without thinking, he aimed another RPG at the big villa.

"boom!"

All the windows in the entire villa were bursting with firelight, and it was so dazzling in the night sky.

I just don’t know if the people in the villa would think so.

The armored vehicle rushed through the obstacle, aimed at the wrought iron gate and hit it.

Sean quickly caught the 'boom' sound.

The car shook with force, as if a membrane had been broken through.

With a little effort, he rushed in.

Shaking his head, he disassembled the RPG and handed it over. It was too slow to replace the warheads on this thing.

Well, it's mainly due to lack of skill.

If there was a rapid-fire cannon, it would be able to level the entire manor in 60 seconds, or at most 60 seconds, without even getting close.

Only two shots have been fired now, but Gatling Bodhisattva will still have to chant sutras later.

Thinking about it, Sean clamped the bullet chain, grabbed the M134 with both hands, adjusted it, and then aimed at the place where the sound came from and suddenly pulled the trigger!

M134, General Electric's M61 "Vulcan" aviation cannon, was developed by scaling down the 20mm M61 cannon into a 7.62×51mm NATO caliber.

Any non-heavy armored object within a hundred meters will be penetrated.

The theoretical rate of fire is 6,000 rounds per minute, the effective range is 800 meters, and the stray bullet range is 5,000 meters.

Sam parked the armored vehicle firmly in the middle of the manor, while Sean grabbed the M134 and harvested the manor inch by inch.

It’s harvest!

Whether it's a human body or a car, whether it's a courtyard wall or a house!

Within a hundred meters, nothing can stop the destruction of 6,000 bullets per minute!

Fight back?

Those sporadic counterattacks didn't even scratch the paint on the armored vehicle.

Humans are incredibly talented at inventing ways to kill themselves.

The M134's crazy flames pointed at the car, which was blown up. The house that was crumbling under the two RPG rounds was targeted by the M134. It was just a round of fire, and then there was a roar and the house fell down!

Two minutes later, when Sean released his hand on the trigger, the entire manor collapsed from the main villa to the outbuildings.

Except for the sound of the six barrels turning and the crackling sound of burning, it was quiet.

"Enjoyed!" Sean slapped the M134 hard. Damn, this thing is much better than the M60.

This is the romance of men!

However, the M134 is indeed lightweight, but the caliber is a bit smaller. If it were replaced with a 20mm one...

Emma!

"See if there are any survivors!" Sean shouted, and two people immediately ran out and rushed towards the abandoned area.

…

The explosion of the RPG here just sounded, and people nearby who heard it immediately called the police.

In the middle of the night, there were continuous calls to the police, and even a fool knew that the explosion could not have been made by a firearm.

The police station will arrange for people to dispatch the police as soon as possible after receiving the alarm. It should not be considered as failure to fulfill its duties.

But before they could get in the car and go out, subsequent calls to the police brought more detailed news.

For Americans who are free every day, shooting is a basic survival skill. They can easily distinguish the sound of a pistol, the sound of a submachine gun, and the sound of a Gatling.

Even if you have never heard it with your own ears, the dense sound of gunfire is not what normal firearms can emit.

"Cannon? Machine gun? Gatling?" The deputy sheriff on duty stood next to the car with his eyes almost popping out of his head, as if you were fucking kidding me again!

"Yes, this is indeed the case according to the alarm information."

"I..." the deputy police chief almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "Damn it, did I appear on the battlefield!"

"What should I do? Are the police still going to be sent out?" Someone came over and asked in a low voice.

No matter why the gang war broke out suddenly, or why the firepower was so fierce.

However, with the police's little shabby vehicle and its squalid firepower, it would be impossible to rush up to deliver a late-night snack.

Can you come back!?

"What should we do? Of course we have to dispatch the police. This is our duty. Do you understand your duty?" The fat deputy police chief said righteously: "Everyone is here, let's set off immediately."

Everyone looked at him with a sad expression.

The American police have no obligation to serve the people. This is a job to support the family.

"What are you looking at? Get in the car immediately. If you hesitate, are you worthy of taxpayers' money?" The deputy police chief opened the car door and got in first. He just said a faint sentence, "Be careful when driving.

Don't violate traffic rules, we are the police, and the police cannot break the law."

oh!!!

You deserve to die!

Everyone understood instantly.

It's time to show off the traditional police skills!

…

Sean got off the roof of the car and stood in the car, stretching. He was about to say something when he suddenly froze on the spot.

He slapped his thigh hard with a "pop" sound, "It's broken!"

"What's wrong?" Sam looked back.

"I'm afraid that guy named Du is already a pile of minced meat!" Sean punched the palm of his hand. Before he came, he originally wanted to pull this person out and humiliate him to show off.

Let that guy know what it means that there is heaven and earth.

Let that guy know what beauty means disaster!

Look at the regret and anger on his face when he killed him because the semen in his brain temporarily caused the death of his whole family!

Look at the way he looks when he wants to eat his own flesh and drink his own blood, but he can only kneel in front of his enemy!

This is great, if anyone didn’t pay attention, I’m afraid there will be no chance again!

"Oh, I guess that guy didn't feel anything when he died!" Sean looked regretful, "It was too easy, it's my fault!"

Sean looked like how much Dulles Ade had taken advantage of and how much he had suffered. Sam was speechless for a moment!

However, if that guy really fell into the hands of the leader, it would probably not be that easy to die.

After all, Sean said before coming here that since he likes playing with bumper cars so much, he should fix that guy on the front of the car and slowly kill him!

The person's way will cure the person's body!

Just as he was talking, the two people who went out to check ran back and said, "No survivors were found. The villa collapsed. You can't see what's going on in the basement."

Sean glanced at the burning waste area, and with a playful smile on his lips, he killed people and set fire, now he was all set.

"Forget it." Sean waved them into the car and told Sam to drive out and leave. "If you can survive in this situation, it's God's will. It doesn't matter."

With that said, Sam drove the armored vehicle back into the box truck.

The door closed and the group of people walked away.

Only the burning ruins of the manor were left behind.

Wood is mostly used in buildings in the United States, and it must be able to burn for a long time...