This SIG P226 is a hand-modified gun, with stainless steel titanium nitride coated re-inlet spring guide rod, 5-inch threaded chromium phosphate 0.40 S&W barrel, single-action trigger, short reset trigger kit, ergonomic polymer thermal insulation grip, heat-treated steel magazine base and other accessories. A P226 X5 competition pistol is transformed into a special combat point 40 pistol that can adapt to fast and accurate shooting, and install tactical kits such as silencers, with a bullet capacity of 10 rounds.

Most of the accessories of this gun come from the Immortal City (industrial parts such as chromium phosphate corrosion-resistant coating and seamless metal barrel manufacturing) and the private workshop (grinding and assembly) of Oxfordshire Manor, so this gun looks just a very ordinary pistol, but its level in the metallurgical industry is far higher than the current human world. For some people, the gun is a bit heavy, and the recoil is a bit amazing, so it is not convenient to use with one hand, but it is understandable - this is a custom pistol for the Witch. The bullet used uses the improved single-base nitroscopic cotton launcher mixed with powdered sugar cane bagasse as a propellant, pushing the heavy tungsten core shell-out armor-piercing pistol full-power bullet, and the initial velocity is increased to an astonishing 420 meters/second, which can penetrate the defense of all non-human creatures at close range.

The modified pistol was loved by veteran gun tasting players Beuenita and Joan of Arc, especially the killing effect shown by low-level angels (external dimension creatures) as living targets. They gave this hand-modified pistol a high score of 90 and 94 points at the Oxfordshire Family Gun Exhibition (Little Lorna also participated). When facing ordinary enemies (using a bulletproof vest with ceramic bulletproof inserts), using ordinary empty-point bullets can also perform well, but they inevitably produce excessive damage.

However, overkill is also a shock. At least when Salomon lifted the skull of the first bodyguard, the private security contractors were startled by the splattering tissue, bones and blood. They thought they had been hit by some anti-equipment and weapons, giving Salomon the chance to clear the remaining 9 bullets. Only those bodyguards who reacted fast enough hid behind the cover in time, and the survivors got a little breathing time, then picked up the submachine gun in their hands and began to shoot blindly, covering the injured teammates back.

Originally, this kind of mission should be completed by agents from the intelligence department or agents from the Imperial Guards, but Salomon, who returned to New York, planned to solve the problem himself. For Salomon now, participating in this level of firefighting is just an entertainment activity. He did not use power armor, bomb guns, chain saw swords, plasma guns, power weapons and equipment, and other series of weapons that can bombard a block of the sky, which was already a very restrained expression. The last time he used ordinary human guns was a number of years ago.

After changing into a new magazine, he circled around the outside of the vehicle and first shot the driver in the driver's seat through the window.

Then he grabbed the enemy's Glock 17 pistol sleeve from the bumper on the front of the car, and pulled the distance closer, and shot three times against the bullet vest. I don't know if the air-sharp bullet penetrated the bullet vest, but the man obviously lost his offensive ability. Salomon threw away the Glock 17, grabbed the bullet vest and pushed the person to the gun of another bodyguard, and used his strength to push them to the car door. Salomon took the opportunity to turn his head and shoot the target's knee, then slammed the two bodyguards with their shoulders, then turned around and shot three times from the side, directly hitting the gap below the bullet vest, and finally opened the distance and shot a shot at the head of the two disable bodyguards at the same time, ending the battle.

After all this, he walked towards the target, with a cold expression and began to change the magazine without panic. At this time, the target was already frightened by his amazing combat ability and the blood on the scene. He picked up the pistol and fired an empty magazine towards Salomon. However, Salomon got closer and closer, and the ion shield flashed every time the bullet that flew towards him to the other side.

"Why! Why can't you die!"

"Ion Shield, boy!" Salomon knocked the target out of his pistol grip, put a tourniquet on the target's thigh, and happily dragged the target's collar toward the FBI car. The previous fire exchange had already made passers-by flee, but at this moment, all the patrol police, including the NYPD's Tenth Bureau and the 18th Bureau's patrol and support police were attracted by the violent explosion at the Irish gang station - even if the New York Police Department was unwilling to patrol in the slums,

There have been serious and vicious incidents like explosions. They must all dispatch the firefighters and medical staff to rush to the scene together. Therefore, even if someone calls the police and reports that a gunfight in the midtown area, it will take some time for the New York Police Department to arrive at the scene. It is impossible to retrieve nearby surveillance records and find them later, because a "Thumb Girl" artificial intelligence, who is unwilling to be named, has controlled nearby devices, and this artificial intelligence with chaotic algorithms is now serving him.

Salomon was not in a hurry to evacuate. The so-called twenty seconds were just to give Little Lorna some pressure. Only after multiple extreme stress tests can the trainer's skills and psychology be stable and there will be no low-level mistakes in a hurry. In the past, Little Lorna accepted extreme stress tests for close combat. Now, this special combat training has not been in contact for a long time. It is easy to forget the key points of tactics, and even rely entirely on special abilities, which is similar to the tunnel effect in psychology. This is not allowed. Special abilities are just weapons. Since they are weapons, they must be prepared to lose their weapons. At the same time, other basic training is required to enhance their abilities when using weapons.

"Okay, now drag those two dancing guys out."

Salomon first threw the target into the back seat, and then helped drag the FBI agent who had already started talking nonsense in the co-pilot, and threw it to the side of the road. At the same time, he did not forget to take the gun on the agent's body and put it into the car, so that the unlucky guy would have to fill in less documents and proofs in the future.

He got into the passenger seat and tapped the steering wheel with his pistol.

"You come and drive. I know you don't have a driver's license, but I know you can drive. I've shown you the map. Do you still remember the route? Don't believe in navigation. If the enemy has a strong level of electronic warfare, then navigation is likely to become an enemy tracking or misleading you. It's best to turn off navigation in an environment full of enemies. Even smartphones are the only way to avoid being tracked."

"I remember!" Little Lorna gritted her teeth and skillfully started the car parked on the side of the road. Salomon, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had turned off the navigation system and destroyed the GPS positioning in a rather rude way. "Go away!"

"We're going to pick up Frank Cassel and go home for dinner!"

Little Lorna's driving style is extremely unrestrained. In simple terms, she violated all traffic regulations. After all, her driving skills all come from Salomon and her adoptive mother Athena. Like the witch, Athena is also a speed enthusiast. Whether it is a horse, a car or an airplane, she likes anything that can speed up. It is conceivable what kind of person Xiao Lorna will become under such education.

Even though she drove the car as manic as a Mustang, she still firmly controlled every part of the car from the engine to the wheel hub. Sometimes she also used her own abilities to make the car do something that her body shape and reaction could not make, such as not slowing down and drifting. At this time, Salomon also regretted the decision to let Little Lorna drive, but at this moment she was immersed in the excitement of racing. Until the front of the road was blocked by traffic, more and more police cars drove past them, Little Lorna slowly slowed down and parked the car on the side of the road. "There is no longer an entry in front." Little Lorna poked her head and looked forward, "There is a blockade line, and those cars are not police cars of the New York Police Department. Is it the CIA, Homeland Security or S.H.I.E.L.D?"
Chapter completed!