"You said that you are going to take one hand a half hours yet you took two three and a half," Marx almost shouted at Dan. The man kept messing with him.
"Real men don't set up traps but they face the enemy head on. Don't tell me that you are not confident in your strength and you really wanted to set those traps. How can you call yourself a man?" Dan asked but Marx just scoffed.
" It was your idea in the first place. My plan was to barge into their hideout and wipe them out. I just feel that you made think that I had two extra hours. To me, wiping this gang is nothing but child's play," Marx said as he stepped out.
"Alrighty kid, you are going to accomplish this mission on your own. That is if you can," Dan said with a chuckle. Marx scoffed and forced the auto lock door to lock forcefully. Marx walked through the alleyway and did not even wait for Dan.
As he got deeper inside the alleyway, he went activating the full suit. He was going to make sure to wipe them in less than five minutes. Whenever he activated the helmet, night vision would activate on its own. Also he could use the night vision to see through walls without using the heat signatures. Not to mention seeing trajectories.
He reached the other side of the alleyway and peeked. In a large building on the other side, were five guards. They had weapons which could be said to be ancient. That was the rocket launchers, machine guns and others.
To Marx they were just normal for he had not seen weapons in the past to know what was ancient. But he could not just assume that these weapons were official. Those guards back on Earth were using advanced weapons that could fit in the same category with his gun.
These guys were using just weapons he could term as mediocre. He did not hide as he appeared and started walking towards the five guards. When they saw him, they pointed their guns at him and the guy with a rocket launcher also pointed at him.
Marx just raised his hands. The guards thought that he was surrendering but his hands stopped halfway stretched forward. He then clenched his fists and well, they never witnessed what killed them but Marx just walked past them.
He had shot twice from each hand. This was to mean that even those who had survived the first round did not survive the second. They all dropped dead with chest wounds. Marx got in the main door and surprisingly, there were no guards.
This did not make him lower his guard though. He did not slow down either. The building had other rooms on this floor and it was five storeyed. The upper floor was the one with the warehouse where the transaction was going to take place.
Accidentally one door opened and a youth around Marx's height came out from the room. He had nothing on his upper body and his body was tattooed with all kinds of tattoos. He had a machine gun hanging on his shoulder.
His hair was shaggy and long and his eyes landed on Marx but he did not even fire his gun when he felt his body go numb as he dropped. But he had just had his finger on the trigger. Before he died, he still managed to pull the trigger and fired the whole mag to the floor.
This alone was enough to alert everyone about an intruder. But Marx did not fear opponents coming to him in large numbers. The ones he feared most were those who came at him in a small number or individually. Immediately, all doors on both sides of the building opened and youths similar to the one Marx just killed appeared each with a machine gun.
They did not hesitate and fired immediately. Even those in the rooms Marx had just passed opened and started firing. The stairs were on the other side and they kept interchanging from left to right with each floor.
This was to mean that he had to wipe out every obstacle in the every floor before he reached the fifth floor. Marx might have underestimated the weapons they were using because he could sense some danger if he took these bullets.
One thing about his suit was that it was not yet bullet proof. The system had said that he could not get a bullet proof one because he could not carry it. He was not sure which attack was the best. He was not sure whether the tornado spiral laser kick could destroy the building.
"System, if I used the spiral laser tornado kick, will it destroy the building?" Marx underestimated the weapons that he dared to even get distracted.
Marx did not hesistate in the middle of the bullets as he leapt in the air a meter and spinned himself three times as the third time produced the spiral laser. The reason Marx could afford to be distracted was because of the speed of the bullets.
They were around three times slower then his bullets from the wrists. Even five times slower than the bullets from his gun. He was confident 1% that he could evade a bullet from his gun.
Thus for the hundreds of bullets coming at him, he did not even feel the pressure on his shoulder. The only gamble here was the speed of his spin. But it worked out for the bullets were just about to reach him when the laser shot from his leg.
It expanded outwards and for the few bullets it met on its way, they were destroyed fully. The guards who had just appeared in front of Marx and started shooting were met by shock. They could not see it well but they knew that they could not survive.
The laser was not as slow. It happened in a flash and everything in its way did not stand a chance. The men did not even feel any pain as the lasers cut their bodies into halves.
The upper bodies slid past the lower bodies and crumbled. Those who had expected at least a bullet to get Marx were met by disappointment. Marx was already at the stairs after activating Back Thrust.
For the few around five who survived, they watched the scene with widened eyes as they watched the gruesome scene. They usually witnessed this but it was always their doing. Never had they been caught in a massacre.
The worst part was that they had to use swords or machetes in order to achieve this but they could not tell what Marx had used. They turned to the stairs and looked at the guy clad in the black suit.
They saw him raise his fists and tens of blue lights shot for his wrists. As they still thought that they were light and not weapons, they did not stand a chance. These bullets were three times speed that of bullets they were using.
None of them had the confidence that they could evade them. The lights pierced through their bodies and it was painless as if the light had just gotten rebounded by their bodies.
But when they saw Marx turn and start climbing the stairs, they thought that they were saved. The problem with those of these regions were given weapons but not exposure. They were easy to fool and also to kill.
They were just about to pull their triggers when they felt their world blur and no longer felt themselves. They just knew that they died by blue lights.
***
Dan heard the gunshots just as soon as Marx had gotten into the building and he rushed inside. He had seen how the suit had formed on his body and how he was straightforward even when killing the enemies.
He did not try to take them stealthly but by just killing them when they could see him. He followed a distance behind so that Marx could not sense him. But as soon as he got into the building, he had not finished five seconds but there were already gunshots.
The kid was reckless. He was planning on getting inside and help him but he realized that that was just his qishful thinking. The kid did not apllear to make attempts to run. He was in the middle of them all at complete disadvantage.
Yet, even after the bullets were fired, he did not stop do anything or so he thought. In less than a second, the kid was already spinning in the air with a tornado kick. He could recognize such a random kick.
But the question was why a random kick but in the third spin, he got the answer as a red glow appeared from his leg and as he completed the third spin, a round red light flashed across the room.
He instinctively hid and the light shot through the entrance scarring the wall in the distance black. He looked inside the room and he saw a sight he could not have expected.
There were a total of thirty guards who had shot at the kid and other five were just about to come from their rooms. He saw bodies cut into halves and a bloody smell wafted to his nose. The scene was gruesome but he was getting excited.
He was also shocked to see the kid was standing at the stairs. He could not believe that the kid had evaded all those bullets. Even he had to shoot them away or it was sure death. How could he know that the kid could see trajectories.
Then he saw the kid shoot tens of bullets in a split second. The five dropped dead and the kid climbed the stairs' first step. He was right not to underestimate the kid.
***
Marx knew that his presence was already known. His gun materialized in his hands and he tuned it to 45⁰. That was even ten times more powerful than the normal bullets they were using. He could also get 200 extra shots.
Marx knew that his presence was already known and that they were waiting for him to take the corner at the stairs and they would rain bullets on him. Lucky for them, he could not use the Super Bullet.
"Come on baby. Let do it the one man way."