Chapter 2 2 Here Comes This Hot Man Flying over with an Invincible Pace

Chapter 2 2. Here comes the hot man flying in with an invincible pace

"Boss, that slut rushed into the Gotham Police Department. We have a traitor here. We..."

"I don't want to hear this! I just want Catwoman's body and my stuff. I want to get this done before the bat shows up. If I can't get it back, I'll blow it up.

You know how hot that thing is!

If it's leaked, my family and I will die first, and you and your family will follow."

"Got it, boss."

After a brief communication, the piercing sound of gunfire rang out in front of the office building of the Gotham Police Department.

This group of lunatics under the Penguin quickly mobilized more forces. Before the police from all over came to support, they rushed into the building that was supposed to symbolize the order of the city with automatic weapons.

Of course, the police who could maintain a superficial balance with the Gotham gangs also became ruthless in this situation. Commissioner Gordon, who received the news in advance, had already opened the arsenal and mobilized the police on duty to hinder the gang members' advancement.

A large number of civilian staff who were working overtime were asked by the director to evacuate from the back door, and the director himself would definitely not abandon his subordinates under such circumstances.

But for Director Gordon, the most important question now is:

"Who called just now? Who are you?"

Wearing a bulletproof vest and a helmet, Director Gordon, who was fully armed, held an automatic rifle and frowned at Mason who was escorted by three police officers.

The young man looked innocent, acting as if he was a harmless good boy who was accidentally involved in this crazy situation tonight.

The moment he saw the chief, he handed him the sword-shaped hard drive in his hand, as if throwing away a hot potato, and then made up a lie to Gordon:

"I am Batman's informant in the Penguin Gang. I usually keep in touch with Catwoman. Today, we closed the net and got the most important thing in the hands of the Penguin.

As a law-abiding citizen of Gotham, I think the police are capable of protecting this important item."

Gordon's eyes widened.

What?

Batman has also begun to plant undercovers in the gangs?

How could he, Batman's old comrade, not know about this?

The chief glanced at the hard drive in his hand, and then at the police officer behind him. The police officer pointed to Catwoman who was being rescued by emergency personnel on the table outside the office, indicating that what this guy said might be true.

After all, who in Gotham doesn't know that Catwoman and Batman have an affair?

This is basically a semi-open secret.

Super villains often joke about this on Gotham's "Villain Forum" and tease Catwoman as Batman's pet, which once made the very independent female thief sister very unhappy.

"You stay here!"

Commissioner Gordon waved his hand and asked the young man to stay in the office. Mason looked up at the sky through the window. The black and white reflection of the bat light on the gloomy clouds made people feel a little relieved in the current situation.

"I can help."

Mason spread his hands and said to Commissioner Gordon, who was about to leave the office to stop the crazy gangsters:

"I betrayed the Penguin Gang, they will not let me go, you should know their style of doing things better than me, I risked my life to send Catwoman and this thing here as a show of my sincerity.

At least give me a gun."

"Boom"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the whole floor shook violently, and the explosion from below made the armed police officers on this floor change color.

That was definitely the sound of heavy weapons bombardment.

A few timid ones were already lying on the ground trembling, while Gordon staggered to his feet and rushed to the window to look down, and was shocked to find that a few Penguin Gang bastards were unloading the "cute little things" that could be carried on the shoulders and fired from their carriages.

"It's crazy!"

The chief cursed and looked back at Mason.

The latter had already snatched a semi-automatic rifle from a young police officer who was almost scared silly, and turned around and rushed into the armory next to him.

Two seconds later, Mason rushed out with a bag of grenades, raised his hand and shot to break the glass, and picked up another grenade and pulled out the pin.

Although he didn't understand why the Gotham Police Department's armory would have such things that ordinary policemen couldn't use at all, the young man still adjusted the strength and landing point according to the throwing trajectory marked in his eyes, took a step forward and threw the grenade out.

With a bang, people and horses fell down below the five-story police station building.

Chief Gordon, wearing a helmet, lay by the window and used "African shooting" to fire a row of bullets to suppress the firepower. He also took a quick glance.

The grenade thrown by the young man landed squarely on the pickup truck compartment of the gangsters equipped with heavy weapons. The explosion completely destroyed the opponent's dangerous firepower point.

"Well done!"

The chief clenched his fist and slapped the wall excitedly. The other police officers also looked at the brave Mason eagerly, hoping that the opponent would come again.

"R! P! G!"

Just as Mason was busy putting on a bulletproof vest, a female police officer screamed shrilly on the other side of the floor. A group of people fell to the ground screaming, and the rockets shot from below hit the wall of the top floor. The violent explosion directly blew up half of the wall.

"Chief, they rushed up from below!"

As people and horses fell, the armed police guarding the stairs also rushed upstairs with shields full of bullet holes. The dusty Commissioner Gordon grabbed his gun and led his men to support. Before leaving, he reminded:

"You, young man! Although I don't know where you come from, you are definitely not an ordinary person. Help us defend this place. Batman is on the way!

Defending is victory!"

"Then at least give me a good gun."

Mason pulled out two pins again, and threw the grenade in his hand along the blown-up wall with a nearly perfect throwing trajectory.

Amid the loud noise, he grabbed a helmet and put it on his head, waving his rifle at the chief, and shouted:

"I need some parts to modify this thing. Your weapons are rotten! They are not as powerful as the gangsters. Someone in this police station must be embezzling money."

"They are all in the armory. Find them yourself."

At this time, Chief Gordon, who was already stuck between the stairs on the fourth and fifth floors and immersed in the "gunfight dream", shouted without turning his head.

A few seconds later, there was a terrifying sound of grenades exploding in the elevator.

After Mason threw all the grenades in his hand, he relied on the perfect trajectory of combat assistance to blow up all the gangsters' support vehicles and then turned around and rushed into the armory. The seriously injured Catwoman was also transferred here by two female police officers for emergency hemostasis and suture surgery.

The young man rushed in and opened the weapon cabinet, looking for suitable weapon components according to the rifle drawings newly unlocked by the engineering branch on the light screen in front of him, and took a look at the pale Catwoman lying on the table.

"Master, master, I risked my life to protect your wife. If I still can't get your favor, this is pure discrimination."

At the same time.

In the dark night sky from outside the city to the city, a black bat-shaped aircraft with a cool appearance was flying through the clouds at a high speed.

The man sat in the cockpit as if he was sitting on his throne, with a black cloak covering his tall body, and the mouth exposed under the bat mask on his head also outlined a serious and cold expression.

"Alfred, I need real-time monitoring of the war zone."

While replacing various components on his cool multi-functional combat belt with assault accessories, he said to his butler and assistant in the communication.

"Okay, Master, Wayne Industries just launched three of the most advanced communication satellites last month. Perhaps we can 'borrow' them for use."

An old but gentle voice sounded in the communication, with a hint of complaint, saying:

"In addition, you really need a new full-time assistant. An old man like me has poor sleep quality. Do you need me to prepare an emergency cabin for Ms. Selina?

I heard that she was seriously injured.

From the current situation, the lady who loves stealing may be the most likely mistress for the Wayne family in this generation."

After a few seconds of silence, the master sighed and said:

"This is a war, Afu, please be serious. Approach the war zone and make an emergency airdrop in three minutes. You will operate the aircraft for me. Provide fire support.

Track Oswald's private communication signal by the way. He went too far tonight. It seems that he needs to go to Blackgate Prison to calm down. "

"Okay, young master, the Batfighter's non-lethal fire suppression system is online. I wish you a safe journey after dinner. Don't forget to bring Ms. Selina back.

She may be able to host the charity dinner tomorrow night as a temporary hostess."

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"It's worthy of the Gotham Police Department. This arsenal has everything that should be there and shouldn't be there! Too cruel."

Mason looked at the assault rifle that was assembled in a hurry in front of him. While the appearance did not change drastically, the addition of multiple additional components made it heavier and more professional.

The label that popped up on the light screen proved its change:

Name: M14 assault rifle

Quality: standard item·poor workmanship

Features: precision aiming component·large capacity drum component·recoil weakening component·under-hung grenade component

Maker: Mason Cooper

Item Description: You just put various accessories together in a more effective way. This is far from the secret of engineering, but it's well done, rookie.

Successfully completed an engineering creation assembly, and the proficiency of engineering branch skills increased.

"Boom"

Just as Mason inserted the round drum into the gun box, a violent explosion burst out outside the armory.

The strong impact shattered the glass of the entire floor, and also made the female police officer who was suturing behind him scream. His hand slipped and made Catwoman, who was lying on the table with her breasts half exposed, twitch in pain.

"Hold on! Don't be afraid! Girls, we can win!"

Mason stood up from the wall, and inserted a black grenade into the under-hung launch tube with a dizzy head. He wiped the blood off his face and shouted to the two female police officers in front of him, and then gave a thumbs up to Catwoman who was staring at him.

He then took a deep breath, rushed out of his hiding place, and fell to the ground with a tactical slide.

The armed police officers led by Commissioner Gordon in front of him had been completely suppressed by the gangsters who surged up. Seeing that a large group of people were about to rush out from the stairs, Mason raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at that side, shouting:

"Get down!"

"Bang"

In the low vibration, the black grenade flew out of the muzzle and hit the guys rushing up the stairs. At this moment, Mason saw the leader. Wasn't that the boss who was knocked out by him?

Hey!

You should just lie there honestly to have a bright future!

"boom"

As the leader, whose face was covered with blood, watched in stunned silence, a small-caliber grenade fired by his useless brother came towards him and hit him in the chest. The violent explosion then submerged the entire staircase.

Using a weapon like a grenade indoors would undoubtedly be suicidal, but there was not much that could be done about the current situation.

In the commotion of demolition, Director Gordon, who was temporarily deafened by the explosion, got up in disgrace and saw the young man who called himself "Batman's informant" rushing out with a strange-looking gun.

He stood above the collapsed stairs, holding a gun in both hands in a not-so-standard posture. With the support of combat assistants, the place covered in dust and smoke could not block his sight at all.

The floating aiming frame in front of him was constantly moving, locking onto the approaching figures one after another.

The elongation of the preset red dotted trajectory makes the scene in front of them once again give young people the illusion that "I am playing an FPS game in the real world."

"Think of this as my farewell to Oswald. Not only did that stingy man ask me to drop out of school, he even swallowed the insurance compensation left for me by my father whom I never met!"

Mason shouted.

The next second, the sound of gunshots like shelling beans rang out in the bombed stairwell, and the gangster's attack was quickly suppressed.

But they have many bad moves.

Seeing that this group of useless policemen actually defended the building like a god tonight, the Penguin who was commanding below gritted his teeth and made a gesture to the younger brothers beside him.

Soon, homemade Molotov cocktails were thrown at the messy building in front of them, quickly igniting a large number of files and papers on the first floor. The fire intensified. Gangsters also rushed out quickly, and others came from behind. The arriving car picked up the barrel of explosives and pushed out several large barrels of gasoline.

They want to execute plan B.

Bury this building and everyone and everything in it.

"boom"

A gunshot came from the top floor, and Ma Zai, who was rolling a gasoline barrel, was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. Then there was another gunshot and the boy holding explosives also fell to the ground.

"There are snipers! Take cover!"

Someone shouted, and the aggressive gangsters suddenly panicked.

Mason, who was standing by the blasted wall on the top floor, dropped the empty drum in his hand, took a magazine from Director Gordon lying next to him and inserted it into the gun body.

He glanced at the "shooting proficiency improvement" prompt that appeared on the screen like a flash on the screen, then glanced at the movement below, and said to Director Gordon, whose head was covered with blood:

"If that person doesn't come, we will be blown up to the sky."

"What? What did you say? Louder, I can't hear you!"

Director Gordon pointed to his bleeding ear and shouted to Mason, causing the young man to sigh helplessly.

Director Gordon has the belief to serve the citizens, the will to uphold justice, and the loyalty to his friends is even more impressive. Most of the time, he can be called brave and resourceful.

The only drawback is that the frontal combat effectiveness is a bit poor.

You said it would be great if you were a Rambo who could defeat a hundred people by yourself?

"He's coming! Look!"

Just when Mason was about to use combat assistance to hit a few gangsters to intimidate the opponent to delay, Gordon, who was temporarily deaf, grabbed his wrist and pointed to the sky with joy.

The young man looked up.

An extremely cool black Bat fighter flew across the sky above the police building like a ghost. It made a flexible turn in the air and a rapid-fire machine gun emerged from the belly of the aircraft. It roared towards the ground and plowed over like an airship. ground suppression.

One sweep dispersed the Penguin gang members, and several more smoke bombs were thrown into the ground.

Then, Mason saw a black figure gliding down like a bat with open wings, and fell to the ground silently in the chaos.

Sparks jumping from time to time in the billowing smoke represented the ongoing battle, but the wailings one after another made the scene in front of them look like a one-sided "massacre".

Mason breathed a sigh of relief, moved the muzzle down and closed the safety, then took off the tattered body armor and helmet and threw them aside.

He and Director Gordon sat side by side against the blasted wall, looking at the chaotic battlefield below as if they were watching a movie, and then took a crumpled stick from the director who was really relieved. Cigarette, he put his head over and asked the director to light it for himself.

A minute later, the Bat fighter flew over the police station for the second time and switched to fire-fighting mode.

A large amount of foamed water mist was poured down to extinguish the flames of the police station, and also drowned Mason and Gordon who were caught off guard.

"Whoosh"

During the firing and pulling of the hook gun, the ghost-like man flew out of the battlefield where water vapor and gun smoke were mixed, like a bat folding its wings, and landed steadily beside Mason and Gordon as his cloak slipped.

He glanced at the messy police station, then stretched out his hand amidst the cheers of the police officers, took off the cigarette from the corner of Mason's mouth and threw it on the ground.

The old man stared at the young man and said hoarsely with his slightly changed expression:

"Mason Cooper, a Gotham High School dropout, your father Robert Cooper was Oswald's confidant and was sent to prison three times by my own hands.

You are 17 years old!

Minors are not allowed to smoke. "