In the end, it was the RIPD side, which was what made Phil most unhappy.

Obviously targeted weapons, but RIPD does not give more points.

If his subordinates had a professional weapon, even if they only had twelve rounds of bullets, they could quickly suppress the situation, and they wouldn't have to be tied like they are now.

Although the SHIELD did get a little research on these things, the cottage intended that both sides knew it well, but this is just human nature.

Just now, Phil also contacted the other party to inform the undead strange things.

The other party was unwilling to deploy their manpower uniformly. He doesn't know how many people the RIPD sent to solve the incident.

This kind of godlike structure is really too troublesome! He was defamatory in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

The senior management of RIPD are directly in contact with Nick Fury and the World Security Council, and Phil's status also has dialogue with other field workers.

But in good conscience, his identity is actually on par with the head of RIPD's New York office.

Can't resist the high attitude of other people's RIPD. Phil has not seen any of the other branch directors until now, and has only contacted the grassroots action personnel of the other party.

He also mentioned this to Nick Fury, and the resignation of the always-behaved Director-General had a helpless expression on his face. He just said, "We can't control them," and the topic ended.

These thoughts flashed quickly in Phil's mind, and he couldn't help but yelled in the intercom system: "Cheney, haven't you completed the siege?"

There was a moment of silence there, and a response came: "Boss, they are too cunning, they have the ability to stand on the wall and walk around the building, we can't stop them."

Phil: "Then work harder. If it doesn't work, push them out and give Jack a chance to shoot."

Can't keep on with these two dead ghosts, every minute and every second wasted at this moment is the life of the innocent.

As you think about it, a dark shadow glides from the air, slams through a window, and slams into the building.

Phil was startled. "What happened?"

The intercom system was quiet for a moment, and then Cheney's surprise voice came: "Batman, Batman is coming ... uh, he killed both dead ghosts."

Phil: ...

Subordinates: ...

Is it just a few seconds?

It took less than five seconds from Batman to break through the window and enter Cheney's speech.

And just now the two sly devil entangled with them for almost five minutes.

While Phil and the sharpshooter were aggressive, Luke had jumped out of another window and fell directly in front of the two: "Why are your people still using netguns, and still want to catch it?"

When he heard the question, Phil and his men were depressed.

It was Phil who explained the dilemma of the lack of special firearms and supporting ammunition for the dead.

The blood-red lens on Luke's mask flashed: "On this matter? Why didn't you just say that!"

Then, he reached out and drew it under the cloak, but actually took out a bag from the storage space and threw it to the sharpshooter: "The special 9mm pistol bullet I just bought a few days ago, ordinary firearms can also be used, You can kill a dead man. "

Phil was surprised: "You still have this ... eh? You just bought it?"

Luke nodded slightly at him.

Phil immediately understood: this is the product that sells everything!

Luke looked again at the pair of mechanical gloves on Phil's hand: "Your marksmanship is not so bad now, you must believe in yourself."

Phil noticed his point of sight, knowing that this was to remind himself to make good use of the auxiliary shooting function of mechanical gloves, and he could only smile with a bitter smile: "Just too few bullets, I dare not waste."

Luke nodded: "Notify your team members that I will drop in a batch of special ammunition along the way. This is not the time to save." After speaking, he didn't wait for Phil's answer and left.

Not to understand the inefficiency of SHIELD, he was too lazy to say a few words to Phil.

In the next ten minutes or so, Luke provided special ammunition to Phil's ten squadrons while clearing the dead ghosts in accordance with the moving route planned by Afu.

Each squad received two hundred rounds of special ammunition, most of which were assigned to the best marksman, and the others took a few rounds of spares.

Multiple fire points are not the same level of threat as a single fire point.

An effective firepower point can't even use an envelope, and three or five people can relatively easily push the opponent into a blind spot.

The level of agents of the SHIELD was not too bad, and with the existing net guns to assist them, the speed of clearing the dead ghosts soared immediately.

Phil watched the dense red dots on his phone disappear quickly one by one, finally relieved slightly.

Maintaining this efficiency, the clearing operation can be completed for up to thirty minutes, and the big riot of the dead ghosts will end within one hour.

Although the trouble is great, the worst consequences have not occurred. It is a blessing in misfortune.

Luke cleared the dead ghost all the way, looking at a few thousand points in the system, still a little painful.

The bullet he provided to Phil was a system that had just been transformed in storage space.

A few days ago, I took a blue light bullet from the blond wave with my avatar, and the system prompted me to receive special fusion-type spiritual energy, which can be cloned.

He harassed the system afterwards and figured out the way.

In short, the old man's blue light bullet is a special product with some special mental energy attached, and can be regarded as a "special spiritual" energy attack with a gun.

But this attack has no effect on normal humans, and only has a "lethal" effect on those dead ghosts that are not effective with ordinary firearms.

This is why the dead ghosts are not afraid of physical attacks, but rarely make trouble.

The strongest part of them is their immortality, which is also their weakness.

Having figured this out, Luke asked the system to help him get the "enchanted bullets", and Selina got a lot of them.

The bullet body is the most common one. As long as it is placed in the storage space, hand over the points, and tell the system the "enchant" strength, the enchanting process is over.

The enchantment is issued ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ at least twenty points.

This is not the processing fee charged by the system, it just injects the energy contained in the twenty points into the bullet.

In a word, it is gold.

Although Luke is not slow to earn points now, it is much slower than making money.

When he earned a few thousand points a month, he was still earning an annual salary of tens of thousands of dollars for police detectives, and occasionally earned a few hundred thousand yuan in extra money.

Now it is very easy to earn tens of thousands of points a month, and his net worth is tens of billions.

In this comparison, he felt that the "gold" of this "enchanted" bullet was really painful.

Wait until two thousand enchanted bullets are sent to ten groups of SHIELD agents, although the minimum standard is twenty-one, and 40,000 points are gone.

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