My days as an armor warrior in DC Comics

At the port, workers were busy. Things like containers and old cars were piled by cranes in various arteries of the port to build bunkers according to the drawings in their hands, while people who were temporarily organized were walking around with weapons.

The little guy in charge of surveillance shouted anxiously: "Boss, look at the people in the port taking action."

The team leader who was playing cards with his men took a look through the binoculars and said nonchalantly: "A group of old, weak, sick and disabled, what do you care about? Let's continue playing cards. Whose turn is it? Don't cheat!"

With that said, the team leader took a handful of cards and the other subordinates pretended not to notice and continued to study with the prince.

Qi Ping and Dick directed everyone to move in an orderly manner. As an assistant, Sam mainly followed Qi Ping and learned.

It is not difficult to build a simple bunker, and soon the barriers were formed.

Dick looked at these and frowned: "These bunkers are too rough. It can hardly block an attack. Do you want to reinforce them?"

"There is no need!" Qi Ping replied directly: "I had no intention of holding on to the port in the first place. I just wanted to leave some people to pretend to confuse the enemy's sight!"

"Come, let's arrange the next specific action plan."

Qi Ping greeted, and then said: "We have about 30 people who can fight now. After a while, Sam and I will lead them into the city and raid the headquarters of each gang. For gangs, territory is their life. The headquarters is their heart. If the headquarters is attacked, these people will definitely not be able to sit still and will rush back to their hometowns. Then we will ambush them on this road."

Guerrilla plus encirclement and reinforcements are classic and easy-to-use tactics. In the new era, with stronger transportation tools and convenient communication tools, activities are more flexible.

"Cars are not a problem. After the rich people run away, a large amount of materials are piled up in the port. There is no problem in finding a few cars. Harassing the opponent is not a problem, but the team must be dispersed during an ambush. Communication between each other, the number of people These are all issues."

Sam was a good hand at work, not much worse than Dick.

Qi Ping also considered these, "Communication between the teams can be done directly on Twitter. Just open an account and no one will notice."

Technology in the DC world is developing very fast, and smartphones and communication tools have long been popular!

"I can help solve the problem of the team's strength!" Dick interjected: "I know some friends who can help!"

"Your friends are those superheroes, right?"

"Yes! I know you don't like our behavior pattern, but now they are indeed the strength you need!"

"Okay! Unite all the forces that can be united!"

Qiping said to Dick: "I still respect the personal qualities of you superheroes. I just don't have a good impression of you as a group. You are too floating, like a castle in the air. You look very beautiful from a distance. But if you stand it too high, it will sway for a long time when the wind blows."

"How is that possible?" Dick was unconvinced. He straightened his body and argued: "What we do is to punish evil and promote good. It's for those who suffer. Why is it unrealistic?"

"Forget it! Let's discuss the theoretical issues when we get back. Now let's seize the time and take action!"

Theoretical issues are always complex and cannot be discussed clearly in just a few words.

Qi Ping waved his hand to interrupt the conversation, then looked at the darkening sky and muttered "It's time" in a low voice!

He held the elemental key, and the water element between heaven and earth moved with his thoughts. The sound of the tide in the port became louder and louder, and the thick fog was blown by the sea wind and rolled in, sweeping over in less than a minute. the entire port.

"Are you sure you want to stay here?" Qi Ping finally asked Dick.

Dick nodded firmly and said, "I know you think I am indecisive, but the port needs people to guard the port. Otherwise, when the gunshots are fired, the people left behind will soon become chaotic."

"please!"

Qi Ping patted Dick on the shoulder, then took out the True Summoner and handed it to him.

"Although this armor has not been repaired yet, it is enough for you!"

Dick took the summoner unceremoniously, Qi Ping taught him how to use it, and then led the people to set off.

Under the cover of heavy fog, Qi Ping and the others set off in secret in a car.

"The vigilance of these little minions is too low. How can we say that there are more than 100 of us?"

Sitting in the car, Sam couldn't help but complain about the little minions on the watch.

"It's not bad for the enemy to be careless. What's wrong with you? Just concentrate on driving."

Qi Ping urged Sam, and ten minutes later, they arrived in the city.

The motorcade stopped temporarily, and Qi Ping divided the people into two teams. He led one team and Sam led the other team.

"I will go to the Iceberg Hotel, and you will go to the Financial Building. Remember, we are harassing, not annihilating. No matter what the enemy's reaction is, you must leave before the specified time and go to the next location."

Qi Ping warned him again and again, fearing that it would be the first time for Sam to lead an army into a war, and he would be so enthusiastic that he would suddenly act like a fool.

Sam listened over and over again, and then asked: "Why were the Iceberg Hotel and Financial Building attacked first? The Penguin and Black Mask are not weak!"

"Because these two buildings are tall and large, they will attract the most attention once trouble occurs."

Actual combat is the best teacher, but people are indispensable to sum up experience.

Although Qi Ping has no experience, the Heart of the Mountain and the Emperor War Dragon are masters of strategy and tactics in the Ming Realm. Under the guidance of these two teachers, he has seen pigs run away.

"Are there any questions?"

"No."

These are the most positive people, they are young and scrappy.

"lets go!"

Qi Ping set off with a group of people. Several cars passed by slums and gang squads on the road at night, but no one paid attention to them.

Maybe these big guys have never thought that these "hillbillies" dare to go straight to their hometowns, so the defense is focused on the outside but not on the inside, and even the small teams stationed outside don't take it seriously, they are all laughing and joking.

Qi Ping and his team arrived near the Iceberg Hotel without any effort.

Same goes for Sam and the others.

"That's outrageous!" Qi Ping really doubted his eyes.

After all, Gotham has spent decades in chaos. Why are the people there still so outrageous? I don’t ask you to reach the level of the PLA, but you must at least be a white bandit. How come you can’t even maintain the most basic discipline.

It’s really Gotham’s excellent matching mechanism!

The result of rotten versus rotten is that everyone rots together in the end.

"Fair, I'm here, let's do it!"

Sam sent a message. Qi Ping looked at the people coming and going at the Bingshan Hotel. They were either glamorous or dressed in strange clothes. In short, there were basically no good people who came to the hotel to spend money these days.

"Scatter immediately!"

Both sides acted simultaneously, and several vehicles exerted force at the same time, crashing into the building.

Then they put on masks and threw shock bombs and smoke bombs they snatched from the warehouse around them.

Suddenly, the scene was in chaos, and the level of defensive guards was just that. The really elite people were transferred to the front line by the bosses to protect themselves.

These guards, whose abilities were average to begin with, were caught off guard and had no chance to react.

The smart ones lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, while the unsmart ones dared to stand up and were shot into a hornet's nest.