Chapter 461 7. Black Ops Deathstroke Legion VS Suicide Squad
The ordinary-looking black heavy truck restarted and drove along the urban traffic line of the metropolis onto the highway leading out of the city. Deadshot sat in the driver's seat and swung the steering wheel boredly.
He is actually just showing off.
This car was transformed into an unmanned vehicle by the young Laitu. The front seat was more like an observation tower than a driver's seat. It could also be transformed into a heavy firepower attack platform when necessary.
There is an armed suitcase on the passenger seat next to Deadshot, filled with various "little toys" that he can't put down.
If there is anything that can be called a "welfare" for being forced to join Team K, it must be the various firearms and weapons handmade by engineering master Mason.
The power ranges from small to large, which is enough to ensure that a guy with super shooting skills like Death Shooter can be fully intimidating and destructive in battle.
There is also a weird skull on the console of this carefully decorated cab, which is the trophy he collected during the "Skrull Hunting Operation" that just ended a few days ago.
It was washed very clean, and its shape was completely different from the human skull, making it look like a handicraft.
Although it is somewhat perverted to have such a thing in the cab, but as a super villain, what's wrong with being a bit perverted?
"Report the situation!"
Bain's deep voice came from the communicator. He curled his lips, scanned the surrounding area through the observer, and said:
"Everything is normal, no threat, continue. Well, it doesn't feel right. We seem to be being targeted."
Deadshot suddenly felt a needle-like feeling in his heart. His years of assassination career made him immediately realize that he was being targeted by another shooter. He grabbed the suitcase at hand and said to the communicator:
"Keep driving! I will check for dangers, and you should be prepared."
"Yeah."
In the container car, commando Bain put down the communication device in his hand and gestured to the people next to him.
Old Deathstroke immediately kicked open the armor box at his feet, pulled down an armed rack filled with various weapons from the modified alloy wall, and began to select suitable ones.
Bain also took off his hood and stepped into the armor storage tank to complete his preparations for combat.
But King Shark next to them didn't care.
This guy was wearing big headphones and wearing beach pants, grabbing a bag of junk food and staring intently at the Peppa Pig cartoon on the screen in front of him.
Those beady eyes were widened, and from time to time they would laugh like they were missing a brain stem.
A guy like him who fights with brute force does not need to think about weapons and preparations. When fighting, put a set of Adamantium alloy braces on his mouth, then put on the split helmet and gloves and go out. Charged into battle.
King Shark is very open to the fact that he has become the "royal cannon fodder" of the Deathstroke Legion. The atmosphere in this small team is good, everyone is very good at talking and everyone is talented.
Unlimited junk food was provided for free every day, the water in the big fish tank under the car was changed every three days, and Luther specially ordered seven video channels for him to entertain himself.
He likes it here very much!
The strange ecology of this scene made the "hitchhiker" very interested.
Especially the composition of this special operations team. He observed it for a few seconds and then looked back at the young version of Luther who was sitting next to him on a rotating chair 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 justice heroes."
Luther, who was very relaxed, leaned back in his chair, drank coffee, and tapped a few times on the keyboard to hack into the nearby camera to help Deadshot find the 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 then got beaten down as expected.
You shouldn't be asking for trouble, right? ”
"Batboy won't fight an uncertain battle. If you want to beat him, you have to make a surprise attack and not make 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 the old Deathstroke and loaded it with a click, then took off his flight jacket to reveal his iconic red and white battle suit.
Wearing an eye patch, he glanced at Batman, who was out of place in this carriage, and said:
"He knows that the result of a conflict here is that he will be pushed to the ground and beaten hard by us, and Bain will be happy to help him 'maintain' his lumbar spine again."
Faced with this provocation, Master Quan pretended not to hear it.
The grudge between him and Deathstroke has not lasted for a day or two. Both of them have received personal guidance from Lei Xiaogu. When Deathstroke was young, he always regarded Batman as a target that must be surpassed. However, now both of them have become middle-aged Chinese. In the case of Uncle Nian, Deathstroke still failed to achieve this goal.
I have to say that young people must be more cautious when making career plans. Setting goals that are too high will embarrass themselves, and taking steps that are too high will definitely lead to failure.
Batman looked at the young version of Luthor, he looked at him, and after a few seconds he asked:
"Are you from another world?"
"Yes."
Luther did not hide this. He took a sip of coffee and said:
"It's a terrible world, and Mr. Mason saved us from the point of no return and gave me a new job that allowed me to start a new life in your world.
Compared with our place, your place is like paradise. Except that I am old, crazy and stubborn here, everything is incredible and beautiful.
In fact, after getting used to 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 want to ask. ”
Luther locked several targets on the computer. He adjusted the position of the camera with flying fingers and said:
"Just ask if you want. We still have some time before those attackers fire the first bullet."
"Do you have Batman over there?"
The master asked his question directly, causing Luther to pause.
The younger version of Laitu looked back at him, shrugged and said:
"This topic is untouchable. I will be a sinner for this. I will not risk offending him by answering this question that you already have the answer in your mind.
How about I introduce you to the Superman from my hometown? You will definitely be interested in this. ”
"No need, you're right, I already know the answer."
The master stood up suddenly.
"Look at the answer you just gave that was full of mistakes."
Deathstroke pulled down the mask, straightened the flowing samurai belt behind his head, patted Lai Tu on the shoulder again, lowered his voice and said to him:
"Tsk, because of this stupid reaction, Captain Mason will deduct all your performance this month."
"Hey, whatever he wants."
The young Lai Tu snorted, took the pistol handed over by Deathstroke, put a bullet in his hand to defend himself, and curled his lips and said:
"I'm already a billionaire anyway, right? I've reached the end of my life early, so I have to find some fun for myself."
"Boom"
As soon as he finished speaking, a rocket was shot from the hills on the side of the highway, accurately hitting the wheels of the speeding heavy truck.
The huge explosion shook the entire carriage violently, and red warning lights flashed in the carriage, but such damage was nothing to this "base vehicle" assembled at Osborne Tower.
After all, the container and the entire car body of this thing are plated 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 Laitu and entered manual driving, and the moment a black gun barrel protruded from the cockpit, a hole appeared in the eyebrows of the attacker who fired a rocket 700 meters away.
The second guy who carried the cannon was shot through his left eye before he could stand up.
Deadshot has entered a counterattack state. The device under the container body is opened. Two assault vehicles modified based on the Batmobile pop out, carrying two Deathstrokes and rushing out towards the attack position. Assaulter Bane climbs onto the body of the vehicle. , the black power armor on his body was equipped with flight propulsion, and he chose to attack from the sky.
But just after taking off, he was hit by an explosive bomb in the helmet position.
The loss of vision caused Bain's flight trajectory to deviate, and he hit another truck that was speeding on the other side of the highway, and was almost crushed into a meat pie.
"There is a super shooter on the opposite side! Deadshot, what the hell do you do for a living? Snipe him!"
Bain cursed, adjusted his position and took off again, maximizing his speed and pounced on the hills on the side of the road.
Deadshot didn't retort because he was currently sniping with the super shooter on the opposite side.
In a duel between masters, the outcome is often only a matter of seconds, so Deadshot did not rush to fire and allowed the opponent to use Bane in the sky as a target to attract firepower.
At the moment when the truck controlled by Luther entered the tunnel at the fork leading to the suburban nature park, Deadshot, who was holding his breath, finally fired his fatal bullet.
"Bang" sound.
The scope of the gun in the hands of an old black man wearing armor exploded in the hilly shooting position, but he himself avoided being shot in the head by flexibly dodging.
"The shot missed."
He grinned and wiped the wound on his cheek, feeling relieved that he had won this round.
What kind of death shooter who never misses, boasts a lot, but still dodges the bullet by himself? From now on, the title of top shooter in the villain circle belongs to him.
With this thought in mind, Lao Hei stood up and grabbed his gun, planning to move to the next shooting position and blow up the car when it came out of the tunnel.
As a result, as soon as he stood up, a cold wind hit him from behind. He quickly drew out his pistol and tried to fight back, but what he saw was a bat-shaped helmet and a serious chin.
"Bang"
The super-shooter nicknamed "Bloodsport" was sent flying into the air by Batman's fearful surprise attack, and was pounced on by the master with a smooth jujitsu technique that broke several joints. When he landed, he was no longer able to fight back.
The master leaned down and picked up a tracker with red light from the shattered sight, and said to the bloody sport lying on the ground with his teeth grinning:
"Every bullet he fires always stops just right. Unlike you, you can'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 were seeing a savior, and he shouted:
"I've finally waited for you, Batboy! Save me! Hurry!"
When he heard the name "Waller", the master reacted immediately. He stepped forward to suppress Bloodsport and pulled out a stun device from his armed belt and stuck it around his neck.
In the next moment, an ultra-high voltage was released at a short frequency on the latter's spine, causing the Suicide Squad's exclusive micro-bomb to fail one second before it exploded. However, the terrifying electric current penetrating the body still made the super shooter scream in pain, and his whole body exuded a roasting smell. The scent twitched on the ground and fell into coma.
Although he was electrocuted to a medium-rare state, he at least survived. At the same time, several muffled sounds sounded from the rear, representing the miserable end of other senior cannon fodder.
"They had their heads blown off. It's disgusting. Their clothes have to be washed again."
The sound of the death knell sounded in the communication, reporting to:
"It's Amanda Waller's Suicide Squad, no wonder I said these guys look so familiar."
"So, the Amanda Waller of this world is also a disgusting character?"
The sound of Death Knell 2 then sounded, and Luther quickly answered:
"Retrieve the team and re-arm! It seems that the road leading to the swamp will not be quiet. Whoever has other methods should come up with it quickly, otherwise we will have to fight all the way through."
"Dududu"
The communication device on the master's wrist turned green. When he connected the communication, he heard the voice saying:
"My name is Groot"
"I don't know Groot, I'm learning it 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 Swamp Thing to send you directly to the swamp to join us. Our informant informed us of the location and we are now hiding outside the base camp of the Legion of Doom.
Mason will be here soon too.
The agents of the Black of Decay are in the Doomsday Base, but the bad news is that the agents of the Red of All are also there. You have to be prepared for a tough fight.
I mean, wouldn’t the Justice League of this world be awesome?
Shake people quickly! Batman.
Communication ends. ”
The master nodded, and then Luther's regretful voice also sounded in the communicator, saying to the master:
"Oh, this happy cooperation time is always too short. There is an order from above. The Deathstroke Legion will stay here to deal with the Suicide Squad of the Sky Eye Society, and I will not go to the Doomsday Legion headquarters with you.
The 'bomb disposal device' you just mentioned is very interesting. Is it a piece of equipment that you specifically use to deal with the Suicide Squad? Did you expect in advance that they would jump out to disrupt the situation?
Can you share a blueprint with me? Might come in handy later. ”
"High-frequency current pulses of one thousand to fifteen hundred volts pass through the brain and enter the spine. The high-frequency short discharge within 0.5 to 3 seconds can interfere with the signal module of the suicide squad's mini-bomb."
The old man stood expressionless and said to the young version of Luther:
"As long as you understand the principle, this thing is just a little trick used by Amanda Waller to scare people."
"Understood! Let's start making the corresponding instruments."
Laitu said in the communication:
"Sure enough, Mason learned all that stuff from you. The other Batman doesn't have such delicate thoughts. Well, my God, I said something I shouldn't have said again.
Goodbye Bat, you were very professional and a pleasure to work with.
See you next time. ”
"Du"
The communication signals of Laitu and the entire Deathstroke Legion were wiped from the master's communicator, and then a vine rose from the master's feet and wrapped around his body like a snake.
This is Swamp Thing's power in action.
Batman took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The next moment, as the vines pulled toward the ground, his figure also disappeared in place as the cape shone.
Deathstroke quickly came to Bloodsport, who was lying on the ground gasping for air, kicked the old black man hard, and said to him who was almost roasted:
"Deadshot said that you passed the 'entry assessment' he set. The Deathstroke Legion needs a second fireman. You passed. Now get up and get your equipment. There is a lot of work for you to do next.
Bastard, if you owe us your life, don’t ask for wages. You have to work hard 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 shook his head to express that he was satisfied with the benefits of this new job.
In addition, he does have some "private matters" that he needs to "discuss" with Amanda Waller and the Sky Eye.
——
"唰"
The master's figure appeared in the swamp area of the natural park amid flying vines. After recovering from the strange feeling of "plant teleportation", he saw a tall tree man in a green cloak in front of him, looking at him in a naive and friendly manner. Smiling, and sitting on the shoulders of this "vegetative man" is a fully armed space raccoon.
There were members of the K team observing not far away, but the few strange guys traveling with them made Batman more vigilant, especially the latter's obvious zombie characteristics.
"What are you looking at?"
The tall and thin zombie Kuaiyin appeared beside the master with a whoosh and said provocatively:
"Have you never seen such a handsome zombie? Be careful to bite you, bastard."
"I bet you ten dollars that you will be considered powerful if you can bite him."
Mason turned off the remote detection function of the Mobius chair, 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 very difficult to deal with. The Dread Lantern, Overlord Gorilla, Deep Sea Maniac and two other root powers.
They obviously plan to have a battle with the Justice League here.
In order to prevent them from causing a more dangerous situation, shake them off. "(End of Chapter)