The Black Widows gave full play to their strengths and played close-up bunts.
The joint skills and ground skills they are good at played a great role at this time.
Moreover, 141 was under pressure from his own friendly forces and did not dare to shoot rashly, otherwise the bullet would easily penetrate the friendly forces.
This is how the Black Widows found a solution.
The defense of Task Force 141 was instantly dismantled from the inside, and the shield wall was ineffective. Fortunately, there were not many people from the Dragon Academy outside. As long as these black widows were eliminated, victory was within easy reach.
However, what Task Force 141 is good at is armed conflict, and in the control bureau, it has become heavy infantry. This kind of close combat that special agents specialize in is really not what they are good at.
As soon as they met, the warriors who had no time to react were strangled by the black widows, their necks were broken, and they were forced to teleport out of the battlefield.
The ghost hurriedly blocked the Black Widow's dagger with his rifle, pushed it aside with his weapon, quickly took out his pistol, and fired ten rounds of bullets at the enemy.
But the ghost was still stabbed into the body by his enemy with a short needle with electric light. The electric light shuttled through his body, and he was instantly paralyzed and lost half of his body control.
"Team of three, fight together, don't give the enemy a chance to get close to you!"
The ghost's voice was weak. Due to the special nature of this battle, Task Force 141 was not equipped with noise-reducing headphones. The noisy ambient sounds and gunshots made it difficult to convey the ghost's orders clearly.
The ghost was struggling on the ground. He pressed the left side of his body to the ground and struggled to crawl backwards.
And other black widows also discovered his prey awaiting execution.
Enduring his body being paralyzed by the electric shock, Ghost raised the weapon in his hand, but his poor physical condition allowed him to finish the remaining seven bullets of the G18 in his hand without hitting an enemy.
'I have to write a report again...'
The ghost dropped his weapon and lay on the ground as if giving up. He didn't pay attention to the black widow who raised a gun at him next to him, and just stared helplessly at the clear sky.
However, a black figure stepped over his head and directly knocked the black widow who was about to execute him to the ground.
That was John Wick who was wandering outside. At this moment, he didn't waste any time. He directly put the weapon on his waist and pulled the trigger towards the Black Widow who was pressed under him.
The improved G34 used by John has lightened the trigger spring, allowing him to easily pull the trigger at various angles.
The Black Widow, who had not yet reacted, was hit by two pistol bullets and was forced to teleport out of the battlefield.
John, who was already red-eyed, followed the feeling of his body and shot Black Widow in the head, but the shot only hit the sandy ground.
John was stunned for a moment, then changed his position, flipped over to a lying position, stretched his hands forward, and fired while rolling on the ground.
John's black suit was covered with yellow sand, but he didn't care at all. He didn't stop at all after emptying the magazine. He pulled out a new magazine from his waist and at the same time pressed the magazine release button to throw out the magazine. Complete
Reloaded once.
John's addition gave the originally stretched 141st Task Force a chance to breathe.
Night Stalker John Wick now becomes the key to breaking the deadlock and turning it into victory.
His Mozambique design is great for short-range kills, and he's also good at close-quarters acrobatics, both of which make him Black Widow's nemesis.
The special suit he wears is made of multiple layers of Kevlar, allowing him to avoid damage from small-caliber weapons.
But the pain from the bullet hitting his body was still there, and John often exhaled deeply to relieve his pain.
At the same time, he lifted up his collar, shrank his head, completely hiding himself behind his bulletproof suit, and rushed into the Black Widow.
Just like the Black Widow's charge just now, John rushed in single-handedly now, using human shields to move around every enemy.
The deadlock just broken by John allowed the members of Task Force 141 to gather together and avoid fighting alone.
But looking at John who was killing everyone, everyone present was a little stunned.
The suit was bulletproof, but the shirt underneath was not. Everyone could clearly see that there were several bullet holes in his body, and the blood had stained his white shirt red.
There was also a dagger stuck in John's leg. He endured the pain and twisted the arm of a black widow, then pulled out the dagger from his leg and inserted it into her heart.
The situation on the battlefield is basically clear, except that there are two black widows around John.
Seeing John's desperate look, people in channel 141 couldn't help but start talking: "Is he desperate for his life? Why don't you withdraw from the battlefield?"
"Isn't he the shooting instructor hired by the director? Why is he so fierce?"
"Don't you know! John's wife has an incurable disease, and he wanted to..."
Even in the few short weeks he was in control of the Bureau, John, who was cold, handsome, and had excellent shooting skills, gathered a lot of popularity. Although only a few people knew John's true purpose, rumors had begun to spread among Task Force 141.
It's open.
Just after everyone finished eating the melon, John also killed the last black widow.
At this moment, the blood on his body had begun to flow out along his trouser legs, and soon his feet were stained red.
But there was only one winner. John gritted his teeth and tore his shirt into pieces, crammed it into his own wound, and replaced the magazine with the pistol. John looked at Task Force 141.
John's story and the way he fought desperately were remembered by everyone on the battlefield. The two members of Task Force 141 looked at each other and nodded, raised their weapons and pulled the triggers of each other.
"My gun went off!"
"Aaron's gun went off! Mine went off too!"
"Alan's gun went off! Everyone, kill him quickly!"
"Aaron's gun went off! I can't think of words!"
Task Force 141 began to dance wildly with demons and bullets flying everywhere. Only Ghost was lying on the ground half paralyzed.
He struggled to stand up and looked at the empty battlefield. Only he and John were left. The ghost yelled in the channel: "Idiots! Can't you just walk out of the battlefield? You have to take a bullet to do it!"
"Captain, you have to try it, it feels really different when a bullet penetrates your body!"
"That's right, that's right! Captain, you should die too!"
"Everyone has been shot. Captain, if you don't get shot and die, you will be out of line. Please die too!"
Ghost cursed his careless men, arranged several battle reports for them, and nodded with satisfaction after listening to their wailing.
Looking at John opposite him, a knowing smile appeared under the ghost's mask, but he still said in a serious tone: "What are you waiting for!"
Looking at the only remaining ghost, John nodded solemnly and said: "Thank you!"
The gunfire rang out, leaving only John, the victor, John Wick.
The winner was born, the battlefield began to end, and John was teleported to Ash.
At this moment, all the scars on John's body had been healed, and only the holes and blood on his clothes showed the tragedy to the surroundings.
Looking at John who was hesitant to speak, Ash comforted him and said: "Don't worry, the reward was confirmed by Constantine and I. Regardless of winning or losing, your wish will be fulfilled, and the Lothrik Dragoons will be responsible for picking you up."