American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Justice League.

Inside the watchtower.

"Seriously, maybe we should give Green Arrow a chance?"

Clark looked helplessly at Batman who was sitting on a chair dressed like a large bat.

"First, his strength does not support the conditions for joining the League." Batman shook his head: "Second, we do not have a definite and specific understanding of his character."

"so."

Batman narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on the projection of the earth hanging on the top floor of the hall. The densely packed dots on it showed various risks.

"Wait a minute."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Who said there are no sharks?"

Killer Croc swam out of the sea cursing. He waved his hands and threw the shark's body into the sea.

“Who knows, it could be a wonderful adventure for a beautiful woman!”

Harley lazily held the hammer and shook her head to get rid of the water stains on her hair.

Captain Boomerang was like a dried salted fish, lying lazily on the beach and not wanting to move at all.

"Everyone, take cover immediately. This island is a heavily guarded military base. The soldiers inside are fully armed with guns. If you are not careful, you will be shot to pieces."

Colonel Trevor's anxious urging voice came from the headset, but before everyone could react, a white spotlight turned into darkness and shone on the beach, completely exposing the suicide squad members hiding in the darkness, making them look like models standing on a beach catwalk.

Then, someone shouted in the darkness: "Free fire!"

Soon, dense lines of fire intertwined and covered the entire beach, and the whistling bullets almost completely covered the suicide squad!

"Everyone, get down!"

Harley screamed and rolled on the ground to hide behind Killer Croc, who was still in a daze. As a fellow villager, Harley naturally knew how hard Killer Croc's skin was. Even Batman's bat dart worth tens of thousands of dollars could not pierce Killer Croc's skin, so she chose to hide behind Killer Croc.

The Death Shooter is also a veteran. As a mercenary, and a mercenary who kills people indiscriminately, he has faced countless situations of gunfire and hail of bullets. However, he found a reef and hid behind it in the first level.

By the way, he also reached out and grabbed a handful of the dazed Fire Man. As for Captain Boomerang next to him?

This guy has a foul mouth, and he doesn't want to save him. After all, he is not Superman who can repay evil with kindness.

"Da da da!"

The bullets fired from countless guns were like deadly sickles covering everywhere. The panicked Captain Boomerang imitated the movements of the Death Shooter and rushed towards the reef nearby. However, perhaps because this guy had not had much training, only his upper body fell behind the reef.

Poor Captain Boomerang, his two legs were exposed outside the reef. It seemed that God couldn't stand this foul-mouthed guy, and bullets pierced through his legs sharply.

"Oh my god! My legs!"

Captain Boomerang let out a miserable howl, and the Fire Man and Death Shooter beside him looked at his long legs, which were originally intact but became riddled with holes after being pierced by bullets. They looked tattered, like a torn rag.

"Damn it! My legs, help me, help me!"

Captain Boomerang raised his hand and stretched it towards Deathshooter.

"Go away."

Death Shooter slapped Captain Boomerang's hand away, raised his head, then took out two smoke bombs from his waist and threw them lightly.

"boom!"

Thick white smoke rose up, covering the entire beach, and also obstructing the enemy's sight, making them unable to observe the situation here.

"Fire Man, use your abilities now, Killer Croc, start charging now!"

As the team leader, Trevor remotely controlled the suicide squad members on the fighter plane and started the action.

Killer Croc didn't waste any words. This guy with a dull mind would still listen to his teammates' advice on big issues. So he stood up and rushed into the smoke like a violent mutant crocodile, attacking the enemy line in the distance.

The fire man raised his palm and slapped his cheek hard, cursing himself.

"You are a bastard!"

"You are guilty!"

"You are a sinner!"

Death Shooter was confused. He didn't know why Fire was scolding him, but he soon found out.

As the fire man cursed himself, the black tattoo on his skin seemed to come alive, emitting a dazzling orange light. Then he stood up and pointed his palms at the smoke: "Go to hell!"

boom!

The blazing flames roared and burned across the night sky and crashed into the crowd.

The raging flames engulfed everything. Many enemies even jumped out of the trenches because they could not endure the high temperature. They screamed and threw themselves on the beach, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

"Death Shooter, provide cover fire, everyone else, move freely."

The Death Shooter put away the shock in his eyes, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at the enemies who ran out and exposed themselves to his field of vision. Each bullet accurately took away a life, performing an art called massacre.

"A feast of slaughter! I love it, hahahaha!"

The Harley Quinn laughed wildly, picked up the hammer and rushed into the crowd. From time to time, someone shot at Harley, but like the child of luck, all the bullets shot at her would be easily or not easily avoided by the girl.

With the concerted efforts of several people and Trevor's perfect command, the enemies ambushing on the beach were quickly wiped out.

The originally dim beach was now covered with dark red blood, looking like a massacre scene.

"Crack!"

Two crisp sounds rang out almost at the same time.

The battle was over, but everyone reacted differently.

Deadshot removed the magazine from his gun and blew away the smoke from the muzzle, while Killer Croc feasted on a human leg.

He seemed to be eating very happily and was very happy.

As for the Fire Man?

After using his power to burn many people to ashes, this guy has been kneeling on the beach. No one knows what he is saying. He looks weird.

Colonel Trevor witnessed the current situation of Task Force X in the plane. He was actually quite satisfied. Although these people did not show much tacit understanding in the first operation, at least the result was good.

However, there was an exception, and that was the unlucky Captain Boomerang. This guy had his legs broken by a gun in the first round of conflict. At this moment, he had become a pitiful invalid, and the excessive blood loss also made his face pale. It seemed that he would die here in the next second.