I'm a spy in the film

Although he saw from the broadcasting room that all the citizens in the hall had fallen down, Duran was still worried and continued to yell for two or three minutes before stopping.

"How about it?"

he asked on the radio.

But no one answered him, because everyone's head was buzzing at this moment.

This sonic attack is really powerful.

It was already a confined space, and the supermarket owner installed too many speakers, with the volume turned up to the maximum. Even though everyone covered their ears and opened their mouths, but...

Only Bourne stuck his head out of the window in time to save his hearing.

"Okay, Duran, don't worry about those people down there. Send a message and let the cleanup team come and deal with this place. All of you come up, let's go to the rooftop and walk through the roof. I have a plan!"

After hearing Byrne talk about the plan, the Texas saints who originally had tinnitus and dizziness no longer felt any pain in their waists or legs, and their slaps became stronger.

It was just like that in the secret realm of Texas. As long as our Saint Son of Bourne has a plan, it must be a big thing!

How can we miss such a good opportunity to make meritorious service!

Duran was the fastest. He didn't even take the stairs. He jumped up and grabbed the railing on the second floor. After a few leaps and climbs, he came to Bourne's side on the third floor.

The other saints were not slow either. In less than three minutes, they all gathered around Bourne.

"Well, listen to me..."

A few minutes later, the Sons of God split into two groups. Bourne and three of them chased in the direction of the balloon along the roof, while Duran and the other three appeared on the roof of the opposite building.

"Are you ready?"

Duran shouted over here.

"Okay, go ahead and throw it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duran on the roof of the opposite building threw a javelin with all his might. It stuck into the wooden stake on the roof. There was a long rope tied to the end of the javelin.

Then came the second and the third.

"Hook it up, let's get started!"

Bourne held a few planks and walked up to the three straight ropes stretched side by side, laying the planks on the three ropes.

It’s OK, very stable, and ready to shoot!

Bourne stood on two wooden boards, and in front and behind him was an endless river of red balloons.

"Whether it will work or not depends on the effect of this shot!"

Bourne took a deep breath and focused on the HK416 in his hand.

It was as if I was back to that night in the small town of TwineBall in Texas, but unlike then, I had grown much stronger now.

Just like now.

As you pull the trigger, you can not only feel the trajectory of the bullet flying in the air, but also a faint flame attached to it.

"Clap clap clap..."

The sound of continuous balloon explosions rang out in the dark night. With the help of the lights from the street lamps on both sides of the street, it could be clearly seen that a shallow gully had been plowed out by the long river of red balloons.

"There is a way!"

"It's done, it's OK!"

"Boss Bourne is awesome!"

"Is this possible? Then we can also burst these damn balloons!"

"Hey, it would be great if we had a drone. We could just sweep back and forth a few times and take out all these balloons."

"Come on, Boss Bourne is taking all the risks. We just need to keep watch and eliminate those who slip through the net. Don't take advantage of us!"

Since bullets can destroy these balloons, and my mental strength can support me to slightly correct the shooting trajectory, then what are you waiting for, let's get started!

Bourne no longer hesitated. There were balloons in front and behind him, so he just had to hit them.

The bullet range of this HK416 automatic rifle is about 850 meters, but because of the correction of mental power, it often fails to reach within meters.

But even so, it was not bad. The street was only seven or eight meters long, and Bourne only fired one and a half magazines to create a huge gap in the River of Red Balloons.

"Hahaha, if we do this a few more times, all these balloons will be gone!"

"Keep going, move forward and see where these balloons are going!"

The morale of the Texas Son of God team was high at this time, and a female Son of God who was in charge of recording even wanted to sing a song in front of the camera.

In this way, Bourne and Duran led their men to advance quickly from both sides. Every time they advanced a certain distance, they would stop to create a huge gap and destroy the remaining scattered balloons.

In less than an hour, the group stopped four times.

After four times, when I looked back, there was no red balloon left on the long street.

However, looking forward, the river of red balloons still has no end in sight.

Perhaps seeing that everyone was a little discouraged, Duran said in a deep voice:

"God loves the world. Aren't we participating in baptism for this moment? Perhaps there are more innocent citizens praying for God's mercy at home. We are the messengers sent by God, the people destined to save them!"

After he finished speaking, no one spoke anymore. They all quietly put away their ropes and javelins, preparing to move forward.

At this moment, a pleasant female voice came from the intercom:

"All teams in the downtown area, move towards the city center. The sea of ​​balloons is gathering here. We must concentrate our efforts to destroy all of them.

Repeat, all nearby teams gather at full speed to the city hall, beware of the mirror assassin on the road! "

There was only one intercom, but in the silent night, even Bourne and his four companions standing on the rooftop opposite could hear it clearly.

Everyone in the team looked at Bourne.

Bourne spread his hands and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go together! Let's leave the magic to the magic!"

The eight-man team regrouped and ran forward.

They were not far from the city hall. When they arrived, although they were mentally prepared, everyone still gasped when they saw the densely packed red balloons gathered in the square in front of the city hall.

“This is truly a sea of ​​red balloons!

Balloon vendors and manufacturers are going to make a fortune! "

Standing on the rooftop of a seven or eight-story residential building across the street from the city government, a saint from the Texas team sighed.

Bourne remembered that this holy son was a Jew with many brothers and sisters. Each of them had his own property, and his property happened to be rubber.

"No!" The person who answered was a knight from another team.

Although this knight was fully armored, his movements were extremely agile, and there was no sign that wearing a set of 40 to 50 kilograms of armor had any effect on him.

"We have investigated several of Rio's highest-volume rubber product factories, and they have not received orders recently and have not expanded production."

"These balloons can't just appear out of thin air. Even if they were transported from other places..."

The knight shook his head: "We have investigated the railway and shipping departments before, and there is nothing."

"Balloons have a strong smell and if there are a lot of them coming in, someone is bound to notice it," he explained.

Everyone noticed the other meaning in his words.

Duran asked, "Did you know in advance that someone was going to use balloons to attack Rio?"

The knight nodded and said, "This kind of balloon magic is a common method used by the Fanatics. They also have Mirror Assassins and Thousand Faces. We are hard to defend against. Although we have received relevant intelligence and secretly conducted an investigation, we have gained nothing."