Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

"Where is Hu Fu now?" Qin Shou turned to look at Gao Han and asked.

Hu Fu did not have a mobile phone with him, so Qin Shou's panel could not display his location and could only rely on Gao Han's drone for reconnaissance.

"Fifteen hundred meters in your one o'clock direction, that is Public House No. , and he is on the top floor of that building." Gao Han pointed in the direction.

"Are the other gang bosses around here?"

"No, they didn't come. These people are very precious about their lives, so they wouldn't put themselves in such danger."

"Yeah." Qin Shou nodded, pondered for a moment and said: "When the battle starts, I will rush directly into the crowd, weave in and out of the crowd, and scatter flash bombs along the way. I will leave the team about fifteen minutes after the battle starts. Then head straight to the main building to find Hoover.

Cloudhawk, Green Goblin, you two use subsonic rubber bullets and tear gas in the sky to disperse the crowd. Spider-Man, your main targets are the people in the building and on the roof. I see they have many gunmen there.

Don’t spread out and fight this time. Cloudhawk’s drones can drop tear gas all over the place, but we have to gather together and clear the streets one by one. I will leave the team and go to Building about fifteen minutes after the war starts. , and then you continue to act according to the original plan, do you understand?"

"clear."

"clear."

The relationship between the four of them was already good, and they had developed a tacit understanding among them through many battles together. At this time, they planned the battle quickly and neatly, without any sloppiness, let alone those messy things.

Generally speaking, in the team, Gao Han will provide intelligence and suggestions, and then Qin Shou will give orders and carry out actions.

Everyone is not a child, and they all have combat experience, so they understand very well that in an organized battle, only one person can give orders, and others will not kill civilians unless they touch them. Even Peter is determined not to kill anyone. In principle, his orders must be strictly implemented.

This is undoubtedly the most correct approach. Several people argue endlessly because of a certain decision, and even voting can only and will only appear in film and television works. Doing so in a real battle will only cause endless trouble now and in the future. Trouble.

The law of combat in reality is that one person issues an order and bears all the consequences and responsibilities of the order. This is called the commander.

Although everyone did not say it explicitly, they all agreed that Qin Shou would take on this responsibility, even though Gao Han's strong IQ destined him to have a planning ability that no one could match.

But Qin Shou will undoubtedly always be the most rational and calm person in the team. He can truly make the most decisive and accurate judgments in battle without being affected by the outside world and emotions.

And this is exactly the difference between a strategist and a commander. The former provides choices, while the latter finds the most suitable one and issues orders while taking full responsibility. The rest must strictly implement the orders without compromise.

This is the law of survival on the battlefield

Qin Shou continued: "Okay, we will start taking action in one minute, starting from our street in the direction of twelve o'clock. Now check the equipment."

In order to deal with situations like the current one, Qin Shou and others have prepared a batch of non-lethal weapons early. In addition to ordinary rubber bullets, there are also some special small tear gas grenades. This kind of tear gas is only as big as a No. battery, but it has no power at all. It is not weaker than conventional tear gas, but the cost will be higher.

While increasing the carrying capacity, this kind of tear gas can also be installed on Gao Han or Harry's micro missiles, but from the current point of view, it is obviously not necessary. Most of the time, just throwing it directly from the air is enough.

After confirming that the equipment was correct and brought correctly, Qin Shou gave the order and jumped off the building, followed closely by the others. Peter swung his spider silk, Gao Han spread his wings, and Harry stepped forward on the hang glider. Fly away.

The streets were crowded with people. Since they were not prepared for a protracted war from the beginning, these people did not make much preparation. They took sticks, swords and guns one by one, and the experienced ones came here with some dry food to stay up late.

The major gangs were also cautious and did not send out their most elite men, let alone equip them with firearms.

Here, there are probably only five or six people who have guns of varying lengths, ranging from revolvers to AKs, of all types you can imagine, including some old guns from World War II or even World War I.

However, the price of firearms is not cheap. Even some homemade black guns cost at least one to two hundred dollars. In the United States, about % of people cannot afford the emergency expenditure of four hundred dollars, not to mention It's actually a place like a public housing estate.

Although there are quite a few people holding guns at first glance, there are generally more people holding sticks or knives.

These people gathered into small groups based on their familiarity with each other, chatting, smoking, drinking and playing cards together. In a sense, it was a bit like spring outings.

Old Pat held a sawn-off shotgun under his arm, wandered around for a while, and came to a step, where sat the young man who had come with him.

Old Pat took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and dispersed them, "You guys, drink less. Don't wait until we get into a fight and become drunk and unconscious. I won't save you then."

A young man wearing a hip-hop hat and holding a Browning pistol smiled and said: "Come on, old Pat, we have been waiting here for four or five hours, and we haven't even seen anyone yet." , maybe they are afraid that we won’t come today.”

"Hmph." Old Pat lit a cigarette for himself, took a slow drag, and said, "People from the Independent Group usually only come out at night. It's already past ten o'clock, so it's better to be careful."

"What are you afraid of? There are thousands of us. If they dare to come, we will blow their assholes, hahaha~"

Old Pat looked at them and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone shouting not far away.

"Look at the sky, what is that?"

Old Pat looked back and saw the faint roar of propellers in the sky, and saw two strange flying objects flying towards here quickly.

Several young people looked at the sky blankly, a little confused for a while. Lao Pote looked at them and shouted loudly: "When the fight starts, follow me and don't run around. Just do whatever I tell you to do, you know?"

At the same time, at the front of the crowd, the experienced veteran had already hid behind the bunker he had found in advance, while the bold young man was still standing stupidly in the middle of the road, looking a little at a loss.

Just as their eyes were focused on the sky, an electric current suddenly flashed in the shadows in front of the road, crackling blue light illuminated the darkness, and a black shadow rushed towards them quickly.

I saw Qin Shou's body surrounded by electric current, holding the knife in his hand without unsheathing it, and charging towards the crowd.

The people behind the bunker and on the roof reacted quickly. When they saw this, they immediately picked up the gun in their hands and shot in the direction of Qin Shou. They didn't need to aim very much. Anyway, they were generally facing that direction, and they were immediately covered in a hail of bullets.

To be continued