A wave of panicked screams erupted in the store.
"You bastard!" Kujo Jotaro roared in anger.
At the same time, the soldiers on the helicopter received their orders.
"Open fire!"
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!
Bullets poured down like rain, swooping towards Storm like a dark cloud.
Storm took a step back, his body turning into wind, bullets hitting the ground and throwing up columns of dirt; striking cars, they made a clanging noise.
Boom!
A car's fuel tank was hit, resulting in a violent explosion, and a ball of orange and black smoke lit up the surroundings.
"Firearms are ineffective, request ceasefire," the soldier on the helicopter reported through the radio.
"Continue firing."
The soldier quickly turned around, pulling a pistol from his waist.
He pulled the trigger, no response... his palm fell off from his wrist.
Storm caught the gun, aiming it at the soldier.
Bang!
