American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

Chapter 179: The Second Wave

A head, pitch black like ink, rolled like a ball to a stop before Hawkeye. Hawkeye lowered his head, meeting the gaze of those eyes, equally dark, yet still blinking.

Clearly, the killer's blade was too fast, so fast that the owner of this head hadn't even reacted when it was severed.

"Watch out!"

Hawkeye looked at the wide-eyed, unseeing head before him, roared, grabbed the All-Plastic Assault Rifle beside him, and lunged at the sudden attacker.

*Whoosh!* After Storm Shadow beheaded the Black woman who had her back to him, he shifted his feet, turned around, and plunged his sharp Katana into the back of another Black woman's heart.

The Female Guard, who was holding a Spear and shooting at the Bandits in front of her, didn't even know what was happening. She only felt a sharp pain in her back. She lowered her head and saw a sharp blade tip pierce through her chest. "Whoosh!"

Storm Shadow pulled out the Katana, raised both hands, and used the blade to parry the Rifle butt Hawkeye swung at him.

"Ugh!" The Black Female Guard, whose heart had been pierced, covered the continuously bleeding Hole in her chest with her hand, as if trying to stop her death. But soon, as blood spurted from her fingertips, she collapsed to the Ground. "Nina!"

At this moment, the two remaining Black Female Guards finally reacted. They looked at the Corpses of their two companions lying on the Ground, turned around, and swung their Spears, ready to fight Storm Shadow to the death.

Hawkeye grabbed the Gun Barrel of the Assault Rifle with his hand and used the Rifle as a club, swinging it towards Storm Shadow.

Storm Shadow parried the Rifle-club Hawkeye smashed down, holding the Katana with both hands. With his right hand holding the Katana's hilt, he twisted his left hand, and the Katana blade slid along the Rifle-club, slicing towards Hawkeye's fingers gripping the gun.

*Whoosh!* Hawkeye blocked Storm Shadow's follow-up slash by lowering his hands and raising the upright All-Plastic Assault Rifle. He raised his right foot and delivered a fierce kick to Storm Shadow's lower abdomen.

Storm Shadow also raised a foot and kicked back.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

They exchanged blows. Hawkeye was kicked back three or four meters, collapsing a Champagne table set up for the cocktail party. Storm Shadow was kicked in the lower abdomen and directly knelt on the Ground, propping himself up with his Katana.

Just as Storm Shadow gritted his teeth and was about to get up, his vision went white. A fair arm suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, twisting his entire body backward. At the same time, two legs wrapped around his legs, locking him tightly.

Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu!

Feeling the softness behind him and his limbs locked like iron chains, Storm Shadow tried to pull his limbs free. He suddenly leaped backward, slamming his entire body towards the Ground.

"Hiss!"

The wool Carpet was covered with Glass shards from Champagne Glasses shattered by Stray Bullets. These shards dug into Natasha Romanoff's back, making her gasp in pain.

However, she did not loosen the arm wrapped around Storm Shadow's neck. Her snow-white arm was like a white python coiled around its Prey, tightening its grip.

Storm Shadow and Natasha Romanoff wrestled together on the Carpet.

*Whoosh whoosh—*

This series of actions, though complex to describe, only took a few seconds. At this moment, the two Black Female Guards had just raised their Vibranium Spears. Two blue lights shot towards the two figures rolling on the Ground without hesitation.

At the critical moment, Hawkeye rushed in front of the two, grabbed the shafts of their Spears, and lifted them up. The two blue pulse beams pierced through the floor, and rustling dust continuously sprinkled down through the Holes in the floor.

Hawkeye was drenched in cold sweat. If those two shots had hit, the Knife Hand would definitely not have survived, and Natasha Romanoff would have been in serious trouble too.

What Hawkeye didn't notice was that above his head, in the Holes from which the two blue pulse waves were fired, silver Liquid was also wriggling.

"%$#@$%"

One of the Black Female Guards saw Hawkeye obstructing her shot and roared at him angrily in Wakandan Language.

The Red Ninja trained by Storm Shadow had already taken advantage of this short time to kill their way in.

Over a dozen of them surrounded Hawkeye and the two Black Female Guards, while the rest rushed into the State Guest House, searching for the target figures.

Hawkeye looked at the group of Knife Hands approaching with Katanas. Without time to explain, he pulled the Vibranium Spear from her hand and directly pierced the chest of a killer attempting a sneak attack.

Hawkeye snatched the Katana from the hand of the killer he had pierced through the chest. Holding the Katana with both hands, Hawkeye crossed paths with a Ninja wearing a Military Uniform and directly sliced open his chest and abdomen horizontally.

Holding the Katana with both hands in a backhand grip, Hawkeye didn't stop, continuing to kill the Knife Hands.

Hawkeye's Swordsmanship was good. Perhaps not as good as his Bow and Arrow skills, but it was roughly on the same level as Storm Shadow's.

Although these Ninja trained by Storm Shadow had a numerical advantage, it was clear they were still lacking against Hawkeye.

With the assistance of the two Wakandan Female Guards wielding Vibranium Spears, after a few exchanges, five or six Ninja lost their lives under Hawkeye's blade.

Just as Hawkeye and the others were about to finish off these Ninja, a strong man wearing a Chainsaw Murderer mask on his head, carrying a heavy machine gun, suddenly appeared at the Gate with over a dozen people.

They clearly didn't care about the lives of this group of Ninja.

They sprayed fire wildly in Hawkeye's direction. The insane firepower of over a dozen people instantly covered a large area near Hawkeye.

"Da da da da da..."

Seven or eight Ninja fell down simultaneously as if being harvested like wheat.

Hawkeye only had time to wrap his arm around a Ninja's neck before being pierced by countless bullets...

Using a person to block bullets, especially heavy machine gun bullets, could clearly only happen in movies.

A blood mist instantly rose behind Hawkeye.

He fell to the Ground with a thud.

"Barton!"

Natasha Romanoff, who was still entangled with Storm Shadow on the Carpet, saw Hawkeye lying on the Ground, twitching from the gunshot wounds. She could no longer care about Storm Shadow.

Releasing Storm Shadow's neck, she rolled over and got up, grabbed a Vibranium Spear nearby, and shot it at Storm Shadow, who had just rolled over and gotten up.

Storm Shadow dodged sideways, glanced at Natasha Romanoff, who was preparing to shoot again, and lunged towards a nearby Stone Pillar.

"Cover me! Evacuate from here!"

Natasha Romanoff raised the Vibranium Spear in her hand and shot a few times in Kane's direction. The two Wakandan Female Guards covered her with their energy shields.

Natasha Romanoff dragged the dying Hawkeye, carried him on her back, and retreated into the State Guest House.

Kane and his men quickly followed, rushing into the main architecture of the State Guest House. They opened fire directly upon seeing anyone who looked like a target.

"Da da da da..."

"Boom!"

Kicking open a room door, Kane threw two all-plastic hand grenades into a Room, causing the several Security Personnel inside to scream in agony. He then raised his hand to look at his plastic watch.

"According to the plan, we should retreat now!"

Kane said in a low voice to Storm Shadow, who was following beside him, "Contact Cobra Commander and have him clear a route for us..."

Storm Shadow was slightly in doubt. "According to the original plan, we needed to eliminate those target figures!"

Kane snorted coldly. "Twenty minutes is enough time for the Federal Air Force to arrive. By then, we won't be able to leave even if we want to! Retreat!"

"We've done what we needed to do. The rest is up to Cobra's ally to handle himself!"

As a former German Black Devil Special Forces Commander, Kane deeply understood the importance of leaving time for evacuation.

Therefore, the originally planned twenty-minute combat time was changed to fifteen minutes. One must know, this was the political center of the Federation.

They were attacking the Federal President. Five minutes could mean the difference between life and death.

Besides, this was a mission for the Cobra Organization, not something the Boss had ordered.

The Boss was right here in the Hotel. If he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't need them!

Storm Shadow frowned. As a Ninja Hitman, he strongly disliked leaving things unfinished, but he knew Kane was right.

He immediately contacted Cobra Commander and requested to retreat...

Although Cobra Commander was dissatisfied with Storm Shadow's request for an early retreat, looking through the Radar Stealth Night Raven Jet at the army below, like ants, he knew that if they didn't retreat now, there wouldn't be enough time to evacuate.

"Retreat according to the original route. The submarine waiting for you is on the Potomac River..." "Potomac River, submarine, I don't think you're going anywhere! If I were you, the only thing you could do is obediently surrender!"

At this moment, a cynical voice suddenly cut into Storm Shadow and the Cobra Organization's communication channel.

"Listen up, I have matters I'm in a hurry to attend to. You'd better obediently squat down with your hands over your heads before I completely lose my temper.

I'm talking about you, the guy hiding in the clouds in the fighter jet. Your rear is completely exposed. My God, is that the Emperor's New Clothes?"

Cobra Commander looked through the cabin and saw a golden-red Iron Man hovering in front of him.

"Tony Stark!"

Cobra Commander didn't hesitate at all. He immediately turned the fighter jet around and fled.

...

Storm Shadow listened to the voice in the communication channel, frowned, looked at Kane, and said in a low voice, "It seems Cobra Commander is in trouble?"

Looking at the few bodyguards who were forced to flee into the Corridor, Kane casually threw several hand grenades at them, blasting the remaining few bodyguards into flesh and blood.

"Don't worry about him, we're retreating!"

Kane then muttered, "If he dies here, it saves us trouble. You can directly take over the Cobra Organization when you go back."

Storm Shadow nodded, gave the order to retreat, and a group of Cobra Soldiers and Ninja rushed out of the State Guest House Hotel, retreating along several different routes towards the Gathering Place...

...

Meanwhile, large numbers of soldiers and police officers had already surrounded the area under the command of General Ross...

Kane moved rapidly through the Boulevard in front of the State Guest House Gate, like a fierce tiger moving through a forest.

He occasionally looked up, watching a golden-red figure in the sky chasing a black fighter jet...

Occasionally, teams of soldiers walked past him, completely unaware of such a large living person.

Truly like a fierce tiger lying on a desolate hill, lurking with claws and teeth, enduring!

At the same time, his brain remained in rapid operation. While moving quickly, he suddenly stopped and quickly turned to the other side.

The next moment, five soldiers holding rubber batons ran up to Kane.

The soldier leading the group was startled when he saw Kane. Just as he raised the rubber baton in his hand, Kane's figure appeared before him.

This well-trained soldier instinctively adopted a defensive posture, but Kane, who lunged out of the darkness, swung even faster. Before the soldier could raise his baton to block, "Crack!"

Kane's punch shattered the soldier's Adam's apple. His entire head was smashed and bent at a ninety-degree angle.

"Shit!"

The remaining four soldiers all raised their batons and swung at Kane. Kane dealt with them in two or three moves...

...

"They're trying to escape! All attack helicopters disperse and pursue the targets, free fire! Other rescue personnel, enter the State Guest House!"

From an attack helicopter, General Ross looked through binoculars at the terrorists scattering out of the State Guest House.

This made Ross realize that these terrorists were trying to run and, judging by their appearance, were not holding hostages.

Filled with pent-up anger, General Ross directly issued the free fire order.

Over a dozen attack helicopters appeared in the air.

Their hatches were wide open, and a Vulcan Cannon heavy machine gun was mounted at the hatch of each helicopter...

This 6-barreled rapid-fire autocannon used 25mm caliber bullets.

Its rate of fire could reach 3000 rounds per minute. Any non-heavily armored object within a hundred meters would be pierced.

As the soldiers on the helicopters pulled the trigger, over a dozen metal torrents swept towards the Cobra Soldiers fleeing on the Ground.

Truly, the tables had turned. The Cobra Soldiers who had just been bullying the unarmed S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents at Blair House were now mowed down like wheat.

Hit by the heavy machine gun bullets from these Vulcan Cannons, they were instantly turned into flesh and blood, their entire bodies ripped into several pieces...

...

"There's one ahead, lower the height!"

A soldier operating a Vulcan Cannon saw Kane on the Ground and excitedly shouted at the Pilot.

The Pilot quickly maneuvered the attack helicopter, intending to lower the height as instructed.

"Shit, what the hell is this?"

Just as the Black Pilot lowered the helicopter, a startled cry came from the cabin behind him. The hatch gunner looked at Kane, who had suddenly appeared in the cabin. They were fifty to sixty meters above the Ground.

"Oh, my God!"

Before he could react, Kane grabbed his neck and casually tossed him out, sending him into a headfirst dive towards the Ground.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The Black Pilot drew the handgun from his waist and pulled the trigger, aiming at Kane.

*Clang clang clang clang...*

The bullets hit Kane, but the sound was a crisp *clang*, as if hitting steel plate.

Under the Black Pilot's disbelieving gaze, Kane casually grabbed, and five invisible Qi flows, like fierce tiger claws, crushed his head.

...

With the terrorists having evacuated the Hotel, a group of soldiers wearing National Guard military uniforms were the first to enter Blair House.

After confirming that the terrorists had indeed retreated, the surviving people emerged from their hiding places one after another.

Many people made the sign of the Cross on their chests.

Of course, if they saw the face of Bishop Hyde, who was drunk beside Tang Song, they might consider changing their faith.

"We are from the National Guard. Where are Mr. President and King T'Chaka?"

The Colonel leading the group waved his hand, calming the panicked crowd and restoring order.

Pepper Potts stayed close to Tang Song, also very grateful to be alive.

The moment the elevator malfunctioned, she was truly startled. She had almost gotten on that elevator.

Later, everyone scattered to hide, and Pepper Potts chose to stay with Tang Song.

She knew Tang Song's identity as an Underworld Boss and figured that someone who could become a Leader in a place like New York must have good skill.

They were also acquaintances, and Tang Song was a Shareholder in Stark Industries.

In fact, Tang Song did not disappoint her.

When two killers wielding Katanas broke into the Room where they were hiding, this seemingly gentle and refined ethnic Chinese man knocked them down in just two moves.

He protected four or five elderly, weak, women, and children, including her.

"Tang, thank you. I'm sorry, I used to misunderstand you a bit!"

Pepper Potts, having narrowly escaped death, expressed her gratitude to Tang Song awkwardly.

"Just have Mr. Stark send me two bottles of good wine later! If you really feel bad about it, sell me the shares in Hammer Industries that Stark Industries exchanged for. Maybe I'll have to save you again in a bit!"

Tang Song taught Rogue how to fold a cloth doll hand by hand, while speaking to Pepper Potts.

"What do you mean by saving me again?" Pepper Potts was a bit confused! "Do you think a group of ordinary National Guard soldiers would know that the King of Wakanda is here? Shouldn't they be concerned about the senior government officials, like the Secretary of State beside me?"

(end of chapter)