America’s Big Hero

"Bill, sound the alarm and set off in five minutes. Let everyone bring good guys." Sean ordered to Bill beside him with a dark face.

"Okay!" Bill also heard what Jonas said, gritted his molars and said, "Bring an RPG!?"

"Bring it on, if someone wants to try our strength, let them open their eyes!" Sean narrowed his eyes, Seramanga, before I got the headshot, you came to the door first, since If so, then the new account and the old account will be settled together!

As soon as the alarm was raised, everyone jumped up and quickly changed into their combat uniforms, just like they were in the army back then.

Here, Sean re-divided everyone into combat groups according to the habits of the army, checked their weapons, and quickly boarded three pickup trucks!

Pickup truck is a good thing, it is a perfect match for home travel, killing people and getting more goods.

...

Watching Jonas being taken out and coming back, and the gangsters who came behind Salamanga's ass, laughed heartily.

For Sean, a smuggled liquor dealer who suddenly appeared, these guys didn't have much awe, but they were very jealous. They were jealous that Sean had monopolized the market and made a lot of money.

This time, the Salamanga family had called in advance, and they were naturally happy to see the conflict between the two sides. No one thought Sean had a chance.

Over the years, there have been many people who have tried to provoke and overthrow Sierramanga, but Sierramanga is still entrenched around Newark.

"Boss, that guy called, and Sean on the other side asked about our firepower." The person who brought Jonas on the phone reported to Hector immediately after returning.

"Ha, hahahaha." Hector let out a piercing laugh like a night owl as if he heard some funny joke.

"Do you want to kill them both first?" the subordinate pointed to Jonas and the two of them.

"No, don't worry." The old god Hector said on the ground: "I don't want to scare our Xiao En little friend, wait, when they come, I will let him watch these two guys be executed with his own eyes."

"Maybe we, the people of Silamanga, have been too low-key recently, making some people think I'm old."

"Then take this opportunity to let them see the power of our Salamanga family, and save some little mice from jumping out to disgust people."

"However, just in case, we abolished them."

The subordinates received the order, walked over and pointed the muzzle of the pistol at Jonas's arm, "bang", "bang", "bang".

Jonas was shot in both arms, and basically lost the ability to resist.

Obviously, Sean and Hekla wanted to go together.

Sean wants to use the blood of the Salamanga family to forge his own foundation, and Hekla wants to use Sean's blood to redefine his throne again.

...

It's very close from Baseek to Jersey City, and it's only 15 kilometers along the road. In ten minutes, Sean and others approached Jonas's trading location.

The difference is that when the distance was more than one kilometer, Sean turned off the engine and got out of the car, and a group of people surrounded them in the dark with their equipment.

At the trading site, the vehicles parked nearby all turned on their headlights, illuminating the spot like daytime. Looking at it from afar, Sean sneered, "The mob!"

Although he said so, Sean still remained vigilant, waving his hands to make people carefully outflank him, and check whether there was anyone ambushing on the road.

Lying on the ground, watching the scene with a telescope, Sean wanted to find the location of that Hekla.

There is a saying that if you are poor, you will intersperse tactics, if you are strong, you will blow me up.

"Damn it, a bunch of people are here to join in the fun, and I'll make you look good in a while!" Sean cursed when he saw the gang members of Jersey City gathered together through the binoculars.

Contrary to Sean's expectations, although he didn't know what Hekla looked like, he quickly locked Hekla's location.

The reason for this result can only be said that these gangsters, even the mafia families, are really unprofessional.

A group of people surrounded the car where Hekla was sitting, directly exposing the position of the commander.

If this happens on the battlefield, it will only be covered by enemy firepower. Of course, now...

Sean waved his hands and said in a low voice: "Every unit is ready, Bill, you take people over there, try to form a crossfire, and be careful not to kill Jonas."

"Don't worry, boss, Jonas is smart, I bet, as soon as we fire here, he will get under the car immediately." Bill said with a smile, regardless of what he said on the phone just now, in fact, They were less worried when they found out that Jonas hadn't been executed early.

He survived the hail of bullets and bombardment on the battlefield, and how the hell could he overturn the ship in the hands of a group of gangsters?

That's too embarrassing!

"Well, if you have spare firepower for a while, give me a shot at those jersey city bitches, a bunch of sons of bitches, don't see if you're strong enough to get involved in this kind of thing!"

"Everyone get ready, let me set off a big firework for you first!" Sean said, half kneeling on the ground, with the RPG on his shoulders, aiming sideways to lock on the vehicle surrounded by several people.

Speaking of which, the behavior of the Salamanga family is actually normal.

Everyone in gang operations is like this. A group of people surround the boss. Even if they encounter an attack, they must kill the people outside before they can hurt the boss. In fact, it is very safe.

It was Sean who had the problem.

Everyone is gangsters fighting, at most they just shoot with submachine guns...

It's just that Sean didn't think so, locked on the target, and pulled the trigger heavily with his right index finger.

"Whoosh" flames sprayed, and the warhead sprayed flames and began to accelerate in the air, drawing a long trajectory in the night sky.

It seems that the speed is not fast. Someone on the side of Seramanga has already discovered the flame trail, but it just seems to be uncomfortable in vision.

"Look out!" Just yelled out, before the person had time to lie down, the bullet had already arrived.

"Boom!!" There was a loud noise, and the flames shot up into the sky. Accompanied by scattered limbs and broken arms, the Ford Mercury was blown up to a height of more than three meters, rolled twice in the air, and fell heavily to the ground. , The flames blazed from inside the car.

The shock wave rolled up the blood and flesh and spread towards the four sides. The sound of the bombing made everyone on the scene lose their voices and stared blankly at this scene.

Those members of the Jersey City gang who came to watch Sean's excitement were dumbfounded, and couldn't tell whether they accidentally ran to the battlefield.

Damn it, everyone is a gangster, shouldn't they meet and talk first, and then draw a gun and start doing it if they can't agree?

You use the bazooka as soon as you come up, isn't it too much!

It's just that Sean obviously didn't want to give them a chance to think too much. Just as Hekla and the other backbone of the Salamanga family were sent to the sky, Bill and the others set up their submachine guns and started shooting wildly.

Two directions formed crossfire, seven Mac-10 submachine guns with a capacity of 32 rounds and 9X19 mm bullets poured more than 200 rounds towards the scene within 20 seconds.

The metal storm ruthlessly swept towards the scene. Except for a few lucky ones, all the guys who reacted slowly and failed to find the bunker in the first place were all killed on the spot.