97 New Era VI : GunFight! Club (1/2)
Even though they are still under the effects of the concussion grenade, out opponents were already hurrying back up to their feet. But we already took the initiative, plus my people were already streaming into the warehouse, this was going to be a massacre.
I narrowed my eyes, keeping my focus sharp as I puked the triggers on both guns. My aim was impeccable as I got headshots every time. I have no idea what the bullets in this gun are made from, but every headshot doesn't leave much behind, just a neck. Nuwa and Nezha were besides me, ice and fire flying every which way as people got burnt or frozen in seconds.
The lackeys of Ivan were dropping like flies as we advanced into the warehouse, every move calculated and carried out with utmost efficiency. For a moment I couldn't help the nostalgic feeling as I remembered my time in the army, we did things like this too, I'm just not allowed to talk about it. I ran forward, going up a set of metal stairs and up to the second floor. There was someone waiting for me at the top of the stairs, but before he could properly aim his gun, a massive spike made of earth flew past me and straight into his chest. This unfortunate body was lifted off the ground and carried backwards until it was nailed to the wall, ironically on a painting of Jesus Christ.
I got to the second floor and had to quickly shift my body sideways as a shot gun went off. I was able to get past it's range, but whatever that shotgun was made of, it had too much a kick as the blast threw the shooter and me backwards. I quickly got back up to my feet and opened fired on the shooter, punching massive bloody holes into his body as I turned to the left and opened fire on an idiot trying to catch me off guard with a fire axe. I only needed one shot before it was only just a headless body that was running towards me.
From where I was standing, I had to go left to get to the back of the club, and probably to the office of Ivan. The second floor was built on the edge of the club, directly overlooking the ground/dance floor. Seems like the second floor was meant for VIPs only. We've already taken over much of the club, but now all of Ivan's forces were consolidated on the second floor, particularly at the back and right in front of the entrance to his office.There's no way we can push forward with sustaining casualties, and even though they would also have losses, they could hole themselves up long enough for their reinforcements to arrive and then box us in. I needed a clear path, but I wouldn't ask Nezha, there's nothing subtle about his abilities and in a space as confined as this, it might cause more harm than good, hopefully Nuwa has a few tricks up her sleeves.
Nuwa came up right beside me, her brother not too far behind. They looked relatively unscathed, which was good, and as the rest of the Wade family soldiers, there doesn't seem to be anyone of them injured or dead, so far this has been a success, but it's not right to count my eggs before they hatch, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
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”Nuwa can you do something about these guys blocking the way, a head on confrontation wouldn't be too good.” I said to her as she peaked her head around the corner, only to pull it back quickly, and just in time too as a bullet whizzed past. She blinked her tiny eyes and then said to me.
”Sure thing boss, just give me a moment.” And then she went back down the stairs until she was standing under the area where the consolidated forces of Ivan were huddled up.
She moved her neck from side to side, releasing crisp sounds of her bones cracking, and then she flicked her hands a bit, and then jumped up a few times. Her brother proceeded to smack his hands into his face and let out an exasperated sigh at his sisters antics. However her antics didn't last long as she pointed her hands upwards and released a blast of cold air that was rapidly freezing the metal walkway above her, and the feet of the people standing on it.
It would be stupid for Ivan's forces to remain standing there, the temperature was so cold that it was as if they had placed their bare feet on ice and everywhere else around them was the Himalayas and they were all in their birthday suit. The advent of Nuwa's freezing abilities forced them to move, and it sent them directly towards me, right into the open jaws of the waiting lion.
Nezha and I both took our place behind the corner and waited for the escaping lackeys to get close enough. I gave Nuwa a signal and asked her and the rest of the forces to back away from the area, then I nodded at Nezha and he threw a fire ball right into the tightly packed area and the approaching gangsters.
*BOOOM!*