Although he only had two pistols and a dagger on him, this was not a problem at all.
No guns, no cannons, the enemy will build them for us!
The people of the Ten Commandments Gang didn't know how to make weapons, but it didn't matter, there was an arsenal in front of them.
The pistol's magazine was rapidly emptied.
One Ten Commandments gang member after another died at the hands of Russell's gun.
The black tentacles wrapped around the pistol began to change magazines quickly.
Meanwhile, a new surge of black tentacles picked up the single rocket launcher in the tent.
Until now, the members of the Ten Commandments Gang in the valley hadn't understood why a black monster had descended from the sky and started slaughtering them without saying a word.
Caught off guard by Russell, they lost over twenty of their companions in the blink of an eye.
While Black Tentacle was replacing the magazines as well as maneuvering the man-portable rocket launcher, the members of the Ten Commandments Gang finally launched a counterattack.
Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da ...
Rifles of all types opened fire.
The heavy machine gun at the entrance of the valley also aimed at the monster-like Russell, frantically declaring bullets.
Bullets came from all directions like a rainstorm, striking Russell.
Such heavy firepower would be enough to beat an elephant or a rhinoceros to a pulp.
However, the incoming bullet bounced off Russell's body as it struck him.
How is that possible?
Seeing the scene in front of them, the hairless leader Raza and the other members of the Ten Commandments Gang all revealed incredulous looks.
Lesser Seen!
Russell saw the shock and incredulity on their faces and mentally belabored them.
As Raza and the others looked at him with shocked faces, he maneuvered his black tentacles to quickly finish replacing the magazines and aimed the bazooka at the heavy machine gun in the distance.
Bang Bang Bang ...
After replacing the magazines, Russell didn't have any hesitation and once again performed the Flung Gun Technique, frantically harvesting the lives of the Ten Rings Gang members.
While casting the gun flinging technique, he didn't forget to maneuver the black tentacles to fire rockets.
Boom!
The rocket, with its orange-red trailing flame, hit the distant heavy machine gun with precision and exploded.
The loud explosion not only resounded throughout the valley, but also reached the cave.
"What's going on out there?"
Tony looked up at Ethan.
"The U.S. Army is coming for you! They're coming for you!"
Ethan exclaimed with excitement on his face.
At this moment, Ethan was acting extremely excited, almost as if he was dancing on his hands.
But Tony frowned.
Nope!
This is not the American military's style of warfare!
Stark Industries was the most important weapons supplier to the U.S. Army, and Tony knew very well what kind of fighting style the U.S. Army had.
If it's a large-scale military operation, the U.S. military does like to make some big plays.
Things like missile washes or indiscriminate fire coverage strikes, etc.
But this isn't some massive military operation right now.
According to the U.S. military's combat style, for hostage rescue missions, they prefer to send out elite squads, such as Navy SEALs, for scalpel-precision rescues.
When the hostages were successfully rescued, it was possible for U.S. forces to provide a variety of heavy fire cover during the subsequent retreat.
Now, however, it didn't look like heavy fire cover for a retreat in any way.
Explosions and gunfire continued to be heard outside the cave.
Tony and Ethan could even hear members of the Ten Commandments gang shouting in the tunnel.
A little bit of time passes.
The explosions and gunfire outside the cave gradually ceased.
Tony and Ethan looked at each other, and both of them tacitly picked up the wrench on the workbench.
Just at this moment, several urgent voices suddenly came from outside the iron door of the cave.
Only a clunk was heard as the closed iron door was pushed open.
Raza, whose head was bleeding, came in with a swarm of his few remaining men, raising the rifles in his hands and snatching the wrenches out of their hands as he did so.
Then, pointing the gun at their heads, he stood behind them and used them as human shields.
Before Tony and Ethan could figure out what the hell was going on, a huge black monster crashed through the steel door and appeared in their line of sight.
There are more members of the Ten Commandments gang here than in the last stronghold though.
But for Russell, it makes no difference.
It didn't take much effort for him to settle for their lives.
Raza and the others, who were now using the two Tony's as human shields, were the only members of the Ten Rings gang left in the stronghold.
"Drop the gun! If you don't want him to die, drop the gun now!"
Raza, who was the leader, had completely lost the calmness that a leader should have at this point and shouted at Russell.
Perhaps to prove his resolve, he also pushed his rifle hard against Tony's head, with the menacing look that if Russell didn't drop his gun, he would immediately have Tony's head fired.
"Shoot him! Shoot Tony Stark!"
"If the gun you're holding isn't loaded, I'll give you one!"
Russell maneuvered his black tentacles and threw the rifle he had just picked up, with its grenade launcher, in front of Raza.
What?
Neither Raza nor Tony expected that Russell would actually give such a reply.
"What's the matter, afraid to shoot?"
"If you don't even have that kind of guts to be a terrorist, you'd better go back to farming!"
As if he didn't think the likes of Raza and Tony were shocked enough, Russell continued.
How could it have occurred to Raza that Russell didn't give a damn about Tony's life?
Isn't he here to save Tony Stark?
Wasn't he the super-powered man sent by the U.S. Army to find Stark?
And he really doesn't care about Starks at all?
Raza's thoughts were starting to get a little confused.
Nope!
He said that on purpose!
He's testing me!
Raza certainly wasn't too stupid to be the leader of the local Ten Commandments gang.
He quickly figured out Russell's true intentions.
Or rather, he thinks he's seen through Russell's intentions.
After seeing a change in Raza's expression, Russell knew that the guy was definitely overthinking it.
As Raza and Tony and the others watched, he maneuvered his black tentacles and raised his pistol.
"Since you don't dare to shoot, I'll do it!"
What?
Once again, Raza and Tony and the others stared in disbelief.
Before they could speak, Russell maneuvered his black tentacles to perform a fling shot.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Two pistols, two shots each!
The discharged bullets traced different arcs in the air, bypassing Tony and Ethan, who were being used as human shields, and hitting Raza and the others a little bit back from their eyes or temples with uncanny precision.
Strike the heart and the target will have another eight seconds of subconscious reaction.
Hitting the eye, to be precise, is hitting the nerve response center two inches behind the eyeball.
Once you hit the nerve response center!
The target won't even have a chance to react subconsciously before reporting to Mephisto in Hell.
Russell is confident in his marksmanship!
Especially after acquiring the magical shooting art of flinging a gun that doesn't make sense.