Struggle in the American Comic World

Dealing with the Assassin Mutual Aid Society has never been an easy task.

The discussion and planning of the whole matter were only carried out between Jordani, Cassian, Cross, and Nobody. Even Nobody's subordinates did not know the specific goals.

This level of confidentiality is also strongly requested by Jordani.

Others don't know, but Jordani knows very well that behind the Assassin's Mutual Aid Association is the huge Hydra.

Once the news spreads in any force, Hydra will be vigilant.

Only by negotiating among individuals and launching it temporarily when the real plan starts, can there be enough confidentiality and will not startle the snake.

New York City Government, NYPD, FBI and other official forces will be intercepted by Nobody's CIA network.

The Osborne Group is also in trouble, but the other party is a formal business group after all, so don't worry too much.

Jordani, Cross, and Cassian, the most important thing is to destroy the main forces of the mutual aid association, and to prepare for the CIA's counterattack after the incident is over.

No one is a good bird. These days, there are too few people who can be trusted.

On the roof of a building near the No. 72 Textile Factory, Jordani's three-person gang is holding various equipment donated by the CIA and is closely observing the distribution of manpower in the textile factory.

With a hundred people and a hundred guns, the entire textile factory is like a fortress.

Not to mention, inside the textile factory, there are more than a dozen super killers whose bullets can bend.

Cassian's head grew bigger and bigger as he looked at it, and said: "Why did my head get hot, after hearing your flicker, this is a fortress, and it is full of top-level desperadoes..."

Cassian kept nagging, but Jordani and Cross didn't pay any attention to it.

After a while, Cross put down the binoculars in his hand and said, "With the cooperation of the CIA, it is not a problem to take down the entire textile factory's external defense. The key is the core members inside."

"Sloan, Mr. X, the repairman, the butcher, the pharmacist, the insecticide, etc., and the new Fox is not to be underestimated."

Jordani curled his lips and said, "So what's your plan?"

Cross used to be the strongest killer in the mutual aid club, not only in terms of marksmanship and skill, but also the sophisticated assassination plan of the other party.

Facing Jordani's question, Cross shook his head indifferently, and said, "There is no plan. I originally planned to hunt down the people here one by one, and fight assaults. I'm not particularly good at it."

Both Jordani and Cassian were speechless.

But having said that, if Cross hadn't hunted down members of the Mutual Aid Society one by one, the other party wouldn't be in a hurry to screen out Jenny, Cassian and others from the killer world to join.

Jordani looked at Cross silently, and it turned out that this was the ultimate reason why he was dragged into this mess.

After pondering for a while, Qiao Danny said: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether there is a plan or not. Anyway, the CIA is the main force. We will shoot black guns around the periphery to ensure that no hidden dangers will be left."

This time it was Cross' turn to be speechless, it doesn't matter if you ask a question.

After a pause, Cross asked a little seriously: "Joe, the power of the Mutual Aid Society is too magical and powerful. Are you sure you want to hand these things over to the CIA?"

Qiao Danny was speechless, and said: "Why do you ask such stupid words? When am I going to hand over this power to the CIA, and wait for them to master it, and then turn against us?"

Cross was confused and said, "Then how are you going to deal with the CIA?"

Jordani took it for granted, and said, "As a taxpayer, if you have any troubles, of course you should go to the police. If you can't do it, then there is the FBI!"

Cross and Cassian rolled their eyes,

They all expressed that they did not want to talk to Jordani.

One trick, eat all over the world.

Don't be afraid of old moves, as long as it works.

It is too easy to deal with the CIA in the United States. Even ordinary policemen can't do it. Isn't there still the FBI who loves and kills the CIA all the year round.

Simple and convenient, just make a phone call and you're done.

The three quietly waited for the arrival of night.

After a while, Cross suddenly said, "I have prepared three hundred mouse bombs, all of which are in ambush in the underground tunnel."

Jordani and Cassian were instantly horrified, Wo Nima.

Everyone is prepared with both hands, not to mention Cross, a top killer who has experienced many battles.

Jordan is fine.

Only Cassian came here with a trembling face, showing a standard black embarrassing face. Is he the only one who is stupid and sweet?

As for the rat bomb, just let us know.

As experienced killers, Jordani and Cassian don't need too much reminder from Cross.

Night is coming soon.

At two o'clock in the morning, after talking with Nuobodi on the phone, the three of Jordani came to the ambush point prepared by them with sufficient equipment.

Cross is good at sniping, assassination, especially ultra-long-range sniping.

Cassian's strength is firearms, and he prepared the CIA's combat uniform early on, and mixed into the secret army.

Only Jordani has the most thoughts, and he has always been a beast assault style of combat, so he simply acts as a vanguard and prepares to fire the first attack.

"The Nighthawk team has arrived at the battle location and is ready."

"The flame team has arrived at the battle location and is ready."

"..."

A series of sounds came from the invisible headset. At 2:10, the entire textile factory was surrounded.

Until then, Nobody's voice came from Jordani's headset.

"Mr. Jovovich, the stage has been set for the opening!"

"Then let's get started!"

After the last sentence, Jordani didn't have the slightest intention to hide any more. For the first time in front of everyone, he showed his powerful combat power at the peak of his body.

With a distance of 100 meters, within seven or eight seconds, Jordani has rushed under the castle like a cheetah.

With a wall three or four meters high, Jordani used several skills such as jumping, stepping, and floating shovel to jump up to the top of the wall in a blink of an eye in a way of running vertically.

Bang bang bang!

Raising his hand was a three-shot burst, instantly killing the two night watchmen on the top of the city.

Gululu!

A total of four grenades fell along the city wall and rolled into the city gate hole. With a burst of fire, the gate was blasted open.

Members of the secret army one after another quickly entered the textile factory in a small team formation.

Shots of gunshots rang out quickly, and a large number of killers came out from every corner of the textile factory, mingling with the CIA secret forces.

At this time, Jordani had disappeared, walked around the textile factory, and came to a room with an old atmosphere.

bang bang!

Two shots were fired, one from inside the room and one from Jordani's muzzle.

The two bullets miraculously collided in mid-air, and then fell.

It's like opening a head.

All of a sudden, through a door, gunshots rang out like firecrackers.