Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 7 Black Ops: Deathstroke Corps vs. Suicide Squad
The ordinary-looking black truck restarted and drove along the metropolitan city traffic line all the way to the highway leading out of the city. The Death Shooter sat in the driver's seat and turned the steering wheel boredly.
He was just pretending.
This car was converted into an unmanned vehicle by the young Lai Tu. The part in front is more of a lookout tower than a driver's seat, and can be transformed into a heavy firepower attack platform when necessary.
On the passenger seat next to Deadshot was an armed briefcase filled with all kinds of "little toys" that he couldn't let go of.
If there is anything that can be called a "benefit" of being forced to join Team K, it must be the various firearms made by the master engineer Mason.
The power ranges from small to large, which is enough to ensure that a guy like the Death Shooter with super shooting skills can maximize the deterrence and destructive power in battle.
On the control panel of the cab that he had carefully decorated was a strange skull, which was the trophy he collected in the "Skrull Hunting Operation" that had just ended a few days ago.
It was washed very clean, and its shape, which is completely different from that of a human skull, makes it look like a work of art.
Although it is a bit perverted to put such things in the cab, what's wrong with being a little perverted as a super villain?
"Report the situation!"
Bane's deep voice came from the communicator. He curled his lips, scanned the surroundings through the observer, and said:
"Everything is normal, no threat, continue... Hmm, something doesn't feel right, it seems like we are being targeted."
Death Shot suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart. His years of assassination career made him realize that he was being targeted by another shooter. He grabbed the briefcase beside him and said to the communicator:
"Keep going! I'll check for dangers, you guys get ready."
"Um."
In the container car, commando Bane put down the intercom in his hand and gestured to the person next to him.
Old Deathstroke immediately kicked open the armor box under his feet, pulled down an armor rack filled with various weapons from the modified alloy wall, and began to select suitable ones.
Bane also took off his hood and stepped onto the armor containment tank to prepare himself for combat.
But the shark king next to them didn't care about it at all.
This guy is wearing big headphones and beach shorts. He is holding a bag of junk food and staring at the Peppa Pig cartoon on the screen in front of him.
Those little eyes were wide open, and from time to time they made a sound like someone with a missing brain stem.
A fellow like it who fights with brute force doesn't need to think about weapons and preparations. When there's a fight, it just puts the adamantium braces on its mouth, puts on a split helmet and gloves, and can go out and charge into battle.
King Shark is very open-minded about the fact that he has become the "official cannon fodder" of the Deathstroke Legion. The atmosphere in this small team is good, everyone is good at talking and each of them is talented.
Unlimited junk food is provided free of charge every day, the water in the large fish tank under the car is changed every three days, and Luther also subscribes to seven video channels for his entertainment.
It loves it here!
This peculiar ecological scene aroused great interest among the hitchhikers.
Especially the personnel composition of this special operations team. He observed for a few seconds and then looked back at the young version of Luther who was sitting on a swivel chair next to him and operating several computers at the same time.
He asked:
"So, you are also another subordinate organization of Team K?"
"Yes, we call ourselves Mr. Mason Cooper's 'Black Glove Team', and we specialize in helping him do things that are inconvenient for the heroes of justice."
Luther was very relaxed, leaning back in his chair and drinking coffee. He tapped a few times on the keyboard to hack into the nearby camera to help Dead Shot find his target.
He said to the master:
“We had a good cooperation with Green Arrow some time ago, but he always wanted to provoke the two Slades and was beaten down as expected.
You won't ask for trouble, will you?"
"Batboy won't fight a battle he's not sure of. If you want to beat him, you have to attack by surprise. You can't arrange a fight. This is an old tradition."
Deathstroke, who was leaning next to him, snorted, reached out to take the kinetic assault rifle thrown by old Deathstroke, loaded it with a click, and took off his flight jacket to reveal his iconic red combat suit.
Wearing an eyepatch, he glanced at Batman, who looked out of place in this carriage, and said:
"He knows that if he gets into a fight here, he'll be pinned to the ground and beaten up by us. Bane will be happy to help him 'maintain' his lumbar spine."
Faced with such provocation, the master pretended not to hear it.
His feud with Deathstroke is not one or two days old. Both of them have received personal guidance from Ray Xiaogu. When Deathstroke was young, he always regarded Batman as a goal that he must surpass. However, now that both of them have become middle-aged uncles, Deathstroke has still not achieved this goal.
It has to be said that young people must be cautious when making career plans. Setting goals too high will embarrass themselves, while taking too big a step will definitely lead to failure.
Batman looked at the younger version of Luthor. He looked him over, and after a few seconds he asked:
"You are from another world?"
"right."
Luther did not hide this. He took a sip of coffee and said:
"It was a terrible world, but Mr. Mason saved us when everything was hopeless and offered me a new job, allowing me to start a new life in your world.
Compared to our place, your place is like heaven. Except for the fact that I am old, crazy and stubborn, everything here is incredibly beautiful.
In fact, after getting used to the life here, I feel that the greatest significance of the existence of our world is to remind everyone how bad everything can be?
But I guess that’s not what you’re asking.”
Luther locked onto several targets on the computer. He quickly adjusted the camera's position and said:
"Ask if you want. We still have some time before those attackers fire their first round."
"Do you have Batman over there?"
The master asked his question directly, causing Luther to pause.
The young version of Lai Tu looked back at him, shrugged and said:
"This topic cannot be touched at all. I will be a sinner for it. I will not risk offending him by answering this question that you already have the answer to in your heart.
How about I introduce you to the superhero from my hometown? I'm sure you'll be interested."
"No need, you're right, I already know the answer."
The master stood up suddenly.
"Look at the answer you just gave, which was full of mistakes and omissions."
Deathstroke pulled down his mask, adjusted the flowing warrior belt behind his head, patted Lai Tu's shoulder, and said to him in a low voice:
"Tsk, because of this stupid reaction, Captain Mason will deduct all your performance points for this month."
"Tsk, whatever he wants."
The young Lai Tu snorted, took the pistol handed to him by the Deathstroke, loaded a bullet in it and put it at hand for self-defense, then curled his lips and said:
"I'm already a billionaire, right? I've reached the end of my life so early, so I have to have some fun."
"boom"
As soon as he finished speaking, a rocket was fired from the hills beside the highway and hit the wheel of the speeding heavy truck accurately.
The huge explosion caused the entire carriage to shake violently and red warning lights flashed inside the carriage, but such little damage was nothing for this "base vehicle" assembled in Osborne Tower.
After all, the container and the entire body of this thing are coated with a layer of vibranium...
Mason has always spared no expense when it comes to the safety of his subordinates.
"Bang"
The heavy truck was taken over by Lai Tu and put into manual operation. At the moment a black gun barrel extended from the cockpit, a hole appeared between the eyebrows of the attacker who fired a rocket seven hundred meters away.
The second guy who picked up the cannon was shot through the left eye before he could even stand up.
Deadshot has entered counterattack mode. The device under the container body opens, and two assault vehicles modified based on the Batmobile pop out, carrying two Deathstrokes and rushing towards the attack position. Assaultman Bane climbs onto the body of the vehicle. His black power armor is equipped with flight propulsion, and he chooses to attack from the sky.
But just after taking off, he was hit by an explosive bomb in the helmet.
The loss of vision caused Bane's flight trajectory to deviate, and he crashed head-on into another truck speeding towards him on the other side of the highway, and was almost crushed into a meat patty.
"There's a super shooter on the other side! Deadly Shooter, what the hell are you doing? Snipe him!"
Bane cursed, adjusted his direction, took off again, and accelerated to the maximum speed before rushing towards the hill beside the road.
Deadshot didn't refute because he was currently sniping against the opponent's super shooter.
In a duel between masters, victory or defeat is often decided in a split second, so Deadshot was in no hurry to open fire, allowing his opponent to use Bane in the sky as a target to attract fire.
At the moment when Luther's truck entered the tunnel at the fork leading to the suburban nature park, Death Shot, who was holding his breath, finally fired his fatal bullet.
With a "bang".
The scope of the gun in the hands of an old black man wearing armor at a hilly shooting position exploded, but he managed to avoid being shot in the head by dodging flexibly.
"It missed."
He grinned, wiped the wound on his cheek, and felt relieved that he won the game.
What kind of deadly shooter who never misses? He boasted a lot, but he still dodged the bullet himself. From now on, the title of the top shooter in the villain circle belongs to him.
Thinking of this, Lao Hei stood up, grabbed his gun and planned to move to the next shooting position, and blow up the car as soon as it drove out of the tunnel.
As a result, as soon as he stood up, a cold wind blew from behind. He reacted quickly and pulled out his pistol to fight back, but what came into his sight was a bat-shaped helmet and a serious chin.
"Bang"
The super shooter nicknamed "Bloodsport" was hit into the air by Batman's fear attack, and was pounced on by the master with a set of smooth judo techniques, breaking several joints. When he landed on the ground, he had no strength to fight back.
The master leaned over and picked up a red-glowing tracker from the shattered scope, and said to the grinning Bloodsport lying on the ground:
"Every bullet he fired was always stopped at the perfect time, unlike you, who couldn't suppress your overactive desire to attack."
"I'm showing mercy too! Waller is watching!"
The super villain on the ground saw Batman as if he had seen a savior, and he shouted:
"I've finally got you, Batboy! Save me! Quick!"
When the master heard the name "Waller", he reacted immediately, stepped forward to suppress the bloody movement, and pulled out an electric shock device from his armed belt and stuck it on his neck.
The next moment, an extremely high voltage was released in the latter's spine in a short period of time, rendering the Suicide Squad's exclusive micro-bomb ineffective a second before the explosion. However, the terrifying electric current that penetrated the body still made the super shooter scream in pain. The whole person exuded a barbecue aroma and twitched on the ground and fell into a coma.
Although he was electrocuted to a rare degree, he at least retained his life. At the same time, several muffled sounds were heard from behind, representing the miserable end of other high-level cannon fodders.
"They had their heads blown off, it's disgusting, and the clothes have to be washed again."
The sound of the death knell sounded in the communication, reporting:
"It's Amanda Waller's Suicide Squad. No wonder I thought these guys looked so familiar."
"So, Amanda Waller in this world is also a disgusting character?"
Deathstroke II's voice then sounded, and Luther quickly replied:
"Gather the troops and return, and rearm! It seems that the road to the swamp will not be peaceful. If anyone has any other ideas, please come up with them quickly, otherwise we will have no choice but to kill our way through."
"Beep, beep, beep"
The communication device on the master's wrist lit up green. He answered the call and heard the other side say:
"My name is Groot..."
"I don't understand Groot. I'm trying to learn but it will take some time. So, let's talk in another way."
The master replied, and then another sharp and noisy voice sounded in the communicator, replacing the tree man's repeated explanation:
“Groot will use the power of the swamp monster to send you directly to the swamp to join us. Our informant reported the location and we are now hiding outside the base camp of the Legion of Doom.
Mason will be here soon.
The agent of the Black of Decay is in the Doomsday Base, but the bad news is that the agent of the Red of All Creation is also there, so you must be prepared for a tough battle.
I mean, isn't this world's Justice League awesome?
Hurry up and call someone! Batman.
Communication ended."
The master nodded, and then Luther's regretful voice also sounded in the communicator, saying to the master:
"Alas, this pleasant cooperation time is always too short. The higher-ups have given orders that the Deathstroke Corps will stay here to deal with the Suicide Squad of the A.O.L.D., and will not go to the Corps of Doom headquarters with you.
The "bomb disposal device" you mentioned earlier is very interesting. Is it a device you specially use to deal with the suicide squad? Did you anticipate that they would jump out and disrupt the situation?
Can you share a blueprint with me? It might be useful later. "
"A high-frequency current pulse of one thousand to one thousand five hundred volts passes through the brain and into the spine. The high-frequency short discharge within 0.5 to 3 seconds can interfere with the signal module of the suicide squad's micro-bomb."
The master stood there expressionlessly and said to the young version of Luther:
"Once you understand the mechanics, this thing is just Amanda Waller's little trick to scare people."
"Understood! Now let's start making the corresponding instruments."
Lai Tu said in the newsletter:
"Sure enough, Mason learned all those tricks from you. The other Batman doesn't have such a sophisticated mind... Oh, God, I said something I shouldn't have said again.
Goodbye Bat, you are very professional and it is a pleasure to work with you.
See you next time. ”
"beep"
The communication signals of Lai Tu and the entire Death Knell Corps were erased from the master's communicator, and then a vine rose from under the master's feet and wrapped around his body like a snake.
This is the power of the swamp monster in effect.
Batman took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The next moment, as the vines pulled him toward the ground, his figure disappeared from the spot with his cape shining.
Deathstroke quickly came to the side of Bloody Sport, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and gave the old black man a hard kick, saying to him who was almost roasted:
"Deadshot said you passed the 'entry test' he set up. The Deathstroke Corps needs a second firepower person. You have passed the test. Now get up and get your equipment. There will be plenty of work for you to do.
Bastard, don’t ask for salary if you owe us a life. Just do the hard labor for three months first!
Do you have any comments? "
Bloodsport looked at the loaded pistol in Deathstroke's hand, then looked at the blood on his own hands, and finally he shook his head to express that he was very satisfied with the treatment of this new job.
In addition, he did have some "personal matters" that he needed to "discuss" with Amanda Waller and the Eye.
…
"Shua"
The old man's figure appeared in the swamp area of the nature park amid the flying vines. When he recovered from the strange feeling of "plant teleportation", he saw a tall tree man in a green cloak looking at him with a silly and friendly smile, and on the shoulder of this "plant man" sat a fully armed space raccoon.
There were members of Team K observing not far away, but the few strange guys traveling with them made Batman alert, especially the latter's obvious zombie features.
"What are you looking at?"
The tall and thin zombie Quicksilver appeared beside the master with a whoosh and said provocatively:
"Have you never seen such a handsome zombie? Be careful or he'll bite you, asshole."
"I bet you ten dollars that if you can bite him, you'll be awesome."
Mason turned off the remote detection function of the Mobius chair and turned back to the master and said:
"The good news is that I have shut down the outer firepower of this base. The bad news is that the guys inside are quite difficult to deal with, including the Fear Lantern, the Overlord Orangutan, the Deep Sea Maniac, and two root powers.
They obviously intend to compete with the Justice League here.
In order to prevent them from causing more dangerous situations, call for help."
