The knight passing by Marvel

Chapter 58 The Killing on the Dock

The ancients said: the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is full of murder and arson.

People can't see clearly the dark night in this world, it will always cover up countless sins, all kinds of shady transactions will be carried out in this night, it can be said that ghosts walk at night, and good people shy away.

At a pier in Brooklyn near the Atlantic Ocean, containers of various colors are stacked together as tall as a mountain, no matter whether the light of stars, moonlight or searchlights are blocked, resulting in many shadow areas.

At the southeast corner of the pier, there are a large number of ships moored, one of which is only 30 meters in length, and there are many people busy unloading cargo, and there are a large number of armed personnel standing on containers of different heights watching vigilantly. All around, if you don't get close to you, you can't find these people who are standing or lying in the shadows.

A person at the highest point was lying on the container with a sniper rifle, and suddenly heard slight footsteps behind him. Before he could react, a big hand pressed on his neck, and then twisted it hard, 'Crack! ’ There was a sound, and then there was no sound, and it fell limply and did not move.

Greer, who was wearing decade armor, flung the guy with the broken neck aside, picked up the sniper rifle and knelt on the container, facing a person standing on the container in front, and pulled the trigger .

'boom! ' With a loud noise, Greer's body trembled slightly, and a big hole appeared in the chest of the person opposite, and the whole person was blown out, fell off the container, and was submerged in the darkness.

The gunshot sounded like a huge boulder had been thrown into the calm lake water, splashing the stormy waves. Both the cargo and the guards rushed to the nearest bunker, and several leaders hurriedly made phone calls. As if asking what happened.

"You are the leaders, so let's kill you first!" Greer murmured in a low voice, holding a sniper rifle condescendingly and pulling the triggers one after another at these people who gave orders. The loud gunshots echoed in the night, Every time a shot was fired, someone fell to the ground.

Without this decade armor on his body, even a static target would not be able to hit every shot, but the powerful power brought by the decade armor and the five senses that have been strengthened by N times make Greer instantly transform into a sharpshooter. Kill a person.

After quickly emptying a magazine, Greer immediately jumped onto the container next to him, changed his position, threw away the empty magazine while jumping up, and loaded the full round he found from that person box.

When changing the magazine, Greer also stopped and continued to fire downwards. After changing positions four times, all the bullets he could find were also emptied.Greer shook his sore and numb arm, stood up, and threw the sniper rifle at a climbing gangster more than 20 meters diagonally below, and successfully heard a short scream, and immediately Then came the sound of flesh hitting the ground.

Greer kept changing positions like this, so that the gang members below couldn't determine Greer's position at all. They could only fire randomly based on their feelings, and bullets pierced the void like meteors, hitting each container. Dense sparks exploded, but none of them hit Greer's new position.

Lifting the large black robe on his body, a rucksack was revealed, and he opened it on the container in front of him. Inside was a bag full of all kinds of grenades: spherical, melon-shaped, cylindrical, and even wooden-handled grenades.

Although these things cannot be bought in gun shops, they can be easily bought through informal channels as long as you have money.The super-strong eyesight with night vision ability can clearly see the position of everyone below, weighed the weight of the grenade, and threw the grenade with force with his arm.

A ton of arm strength can throw grenades as far as infantry artillery, and the curved trajectory allows Greer to throw grenades beside and above the gangsters without sticking out their heads. The gun is much easier to use.

A thunderous explosion reverberated in the night, and a column of flames rose into the sky. The shock wave generated by the explosion pushed countless steel fragments to scatter. Both the flesh and the iron skin of the container were cut to pieces by the fragments. There were shrill screams, blood sprayed out, broken arms, bones and flesh were everywhere.

As the number of grenades in the backpack decreased, the gunfire around them decreased simultaneously. After throwing fifteen grenades, someone finally couldn't stand it and ran away.It would be okay if the two sides come and go, but like this, you can't see where the enemy is, but your own side is bombed with heavy casualties.In such a one-sided battle, even the army can't keep fighting, let alone these gangsters.

Greer ignored the fleeing people, but continued to throw grenades at the gang members who were still sticking to their 'posts', and the roaring sounds seemed to be the footsteps of the god of death getting closer.The answer to this question is clear at a glance, whether it was blown to pieces like the others or fled. With someone taking the lead, the rest of the people also started to flee.

"I want to go, did you ask my opinion?" Greer said in a low voice, put the grenade bag on his back, then jumped up, jumped directly from the container at a height of more than 20 meters, landed on the ground, lying on the ground. He picked up an AR15 rifle next to a gang member on the ground, took another shot, and ran quickly through the gaps between layers of containers.

The powerful hearing brought by the decade armor allowed the sound of escaping footsteps, the screams of the injured, the howling of the wind blowing through the gaps in the container, and the sound of the siren in the distance, to be clearly heard by Greer.

"Then let's play a game of hide-and-seek. If I find it, I will die." Greer said as he rushed out of the 20-meter-long alley and came to the gap between the rows of containers. , his legs continued to run forward, but his hands were raised, aiming the muzzle at the open space on the left.

No sooner had the gun been raised than a gang member happened to come running out of the container alley, 'Bang! ' With a sound, a bullet spun and the man fell down in response, and the bullet belt slid three or four meters away on the ground, dragging a bright red mark on the ground like a mop.

But Greer had already rushed into the row of containers in front of him. Even when he was shooting and aiming, Greer didn't stop. He pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the gun chamber, and he ran towards the container. In the direction of the next person, he didn't even look at this person, and he was extremely confident in his marksmanship after wearing decade armor.

(End of this chapter)