"Received!"
"Received!"
"Does Daddy have any orders?"
Her eyes excitedly fixed on the bullet-riddled battlefield, at this moment, the little loli couldn't hear the slight abnormality hidden in her daddy's voice at all.
"Listen, Mindy."
"We should go!"
"This is no longer something we can get involved in!"
Big Daddy's voice carried a hint of urgency; he had already seen several North Bear Gang members rushing towards Hit-Girl's direction.
A combat-ethnic group is indeed a combat-ethnic group; they immediately spotted Hit-Girl's secondary vantage point on the battlefield.
The best crane tower vantage point had already been occupied by the mercenaries, and this secondary vantage point where Hit-Girl was located naturally became a coveted prize.
These North Bear men might not have noticed Hit-Girl hiding in the gaps between the containers, but their battle would inevitably affect Hit-Girl's location.
If that time came, it would be extremely difficult to escape.
Not to mention, the machine guns on top of those two large pickup trucks, even though their barrels were red-hot and no one was using them, could still easily unleash another round of suppressive fire on the container where Hit-Girl was located.
The thin metal shell of the container would be shredded by a squad machine gun in minutes.
And Hit-Girl, hiding in the container's gap, would absolutely not escape the fate of being riddled with bullets.
"Why?"
"Didn't you teach me that when the clam and snipe fight, the fisherman profits?"
"Look how fiercely they are fighting; they have no mind for anything else and won't notice us at all!"
"We'll wait until they've fought to the end, then go down and clean up, gutting those sons of bitches, the Gang members."
"Stealing their most valuable things—doesn't that perfectly fit our plan?"
Retreat? Impossible!
This loli, uh, no, this Hit-Girl, only by stabbing these Gang members three times for six holes can she be the best, qualified street hero!
..."No!"
"Mindy!"
"You must retreat!"
"No time to explain!"
"Now! Immediately! Right now!"
"Retreat towards your three o'clock!"
Big Daddy had observed that because the battle at the dock had reached a fever pitch, the people on alert at Mindy's three o'clock had long gone to support the fight inside the dock.
Big Daddy did regret Mindy's disobedience.
How the hell did I not train Mindy to obey orders without question?
Without further thought, Big Daddy extended the Remington's barrel out the window and fiercely pulled the trigger, aiming at the enemy he had already targeted!
Bang!!!
A muffled thud, a head exploded.
At the same time, Big Daddy's position was exposed.
"Canter!"
"There's someone behind us!"
"Go kill him!"
A group of North Bear Gang toughs were startled by the shot.
Holy crap!
They were foolishly fighting the Kingpin Gang members head-on, and it turned out there was a rat taking potshots from behind.
How could they tolerate that!
Immediately, about seven or eight North Bear toughs grabbed their guns and rushed towards the small building where Big Daddy was hiding...
"No!!!"
By this point, Hit-Girl finally understood everything.
"So, Big Daddy discovered the people trying to ambush us!"
"So, Big Daddy telling me to retreat was saving my life!"
"So, Big Daddy loves me!"
"No!"
"I won't live in hiding!"
"I want to fight alongside Big Daddy!"
"You damned scumbags!"
"I, Hit-Girl, will not allow you to harm a single hair on Big Daddy!"
Having understood the whole situation, Hit-Girl did not follow Big Daddy's instructions to retreat from her three o'clock.
Instead, she raised the carbine in her hand, leaned out, and aimed at the several North Bear toughs who were originally coming towards the container but had now turned to cause trouble for Big Daddy, switched to automatic, and fiercely pulled the trigger!
Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat~~~
The suppressed carbine made a rapid yet faint sound, instantly riddling those turning North Bear toughs with bullets.
I, Hit-Girl, am fierce!
..."F*ck him, Canter!"
"There's a rat here too!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Although the suppressed carbine's gunfire was muffled, those North Bear toughs were riddled with bullets, and the North Bear Gang members weren't stupid.
Suddenly, a large volley of bullets flew towards Hit-Girl's direction.
Clang clang clang ~ clang ~ clang ~
Ding ding ding ~ ding ~ ding ~
Fortunately, Hit-Girl wasn't stupid; after angrily emptying the magazine's bullets, she immediately pulled back her body and repositioned herself.
The next second, where Hit-Girl had been, there was a sudden clatter of bullets hitting metal.
However, Hit-Girl's objective was achieved.
"Fuck!"
"I told you to retreat, not to shoot! Are you stupid?"
Big Daddy's pressure suddenly lessened significantly, and he even had the energy to scold Hit-Girl... On the other side, Hit-Girl just focused on dodging, not refuting, and giggling foolishly.
Watching this scene, Michael felt that this father-daughter duo was truly eccentric!
But at the same time, he felt exhausted!
Why the hell am I protecting them?
Is it for their eccentric family bond?
Sure enough, in the end, it's up to me to save the World?
Sighing, Michael raised an HK416 he had picked up on the battlefield, disengaged the safety, chambered a round, and prepared to shoot.
Michael suddenly paused as if remembering something, then took off the 'infiltrator sunglasses' from his nose.
He absorbed all the recoverable corpses around him! Combined with the previous remnants, his energy returned to 10 points.
Looking at the 'infiltrator sunglasses' with only 0.1 energy points remaining, Michael pouted, and ultimately invested another 5 energy points.
With a thought, the 'infiltrator sunglasses' instantly transformed into Rorschach's Forgotten Mask from the Watchmen in the DC Universe!
Rorschach's Forgotten Mask: Modified from the infiltrator sunglasses, it possesses the appearance and special effects of Rorschach's mask from the DC World, and is a magical mask that combines real-time monitoring deletion with the ability for intelligent beings to subconsciously forget details about the wearer!
Because the 'infiltrator sunglasses' had a characteristic where its mystical properties would fail if one actively attacked.
Michael didn't want people to remember his face, so he spent a massive 5 energy points to modify reality and manifest this 'Rorschach's Forgotten Mask'!
Of course, because it used a full 5 energy points to manifest, the properties of 'Rorschach's Forgotten Mask' would not disappear over time.
In other words, whenever Michael takes action in the future, he only needs to wear this 'Rorschach's Forgotten Mask', and no one will be able to recognize him!
Even if someone forcefully tries to remember certain things, they will quickly forget the details and become disoriented.