Francis nearly crushed the PDA in his hand. Broly had vanished in the blink of an eye in the surveillance footage.
"What's the situation in there? Report immediately!"
All he got in response was static. This loss of control made him incredibly agitated.
"Bring out the heavy weapons! The moment the target appears, don't hesitate, open fire!"
As a precaution, Francis had also brought two Stark Industries Falcon Anti-Tank Missiles. These advanced anti-tank missiles had infrared tracking guidance heads and tandem shaped charge warheads, yet were only the size of an ordinary disposable rocket launcher. They were a flagship product of Stark Industries.
Because the resolution and sensitivity of the infrared imaging guidance head were extremely high, the Falcon Anti-Tank Missile could easily distinguish human infrared radiation from environmental radiation, track accurately, and hit the target. They were also used to deal with mutants.
Francis was about to say something else when he was suddenly startled, and his body lurched. In the next moment, a flower of blood bloomed on his shoulder. A bullet pierced his body, carving a gruesome wound the size of a fist.
"Sniper!"
He immediately rolled behind the car, extremely alert.
Alejandro immediately ordered Wade to switch targets.
"Bang!"
The head of a soldier preparing to retrieve an anti-tank missile from the car exploded. Wade quickly switched targets, turning another soldier's head into a bloody mess.
"Motherfucker!"
Even if Francis's reaction was slow, he knew they were ambushed. But he wasn't desperate. Dust Angel was his greatest trump card. Although that mutant was also very strong, she shouldn't have an overwhelming advantage against Dust Angel, and there was still a chance of escaping unscathed.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, a figure crashed through the outer wall of the safe house, then slammed into a Cadre vehicle. The momentum didn't stop, and it pushed the Cadre vehicle sideways for two or three meters before stopping.
Dust Angel, somewhat disheveled, pulled her body out of the deformed car. Before she could stand up, a figure followed closely behind and charged in front of her.
His strong body was like a sculpture, full of the beauty of strength. First, his feet pushed against the ground, the force passing through his calves, turning his waist and hips, turning his shoulders, and throwing a straight punch in a dynamic chain.
The gastrocnemius muscles, quadriceps, inner thigh adductor muscles, internal oblique abdominal muscles, external oblique abdominal muscles, contralateral erector spinae muscles, the middle and anterior deltoid, the triceps brachii, and the pronator teres all contributed their strength to this straight punch.
"Bang!"
An explosion was like a thunderclap on flat ground. Dust Angel's body directly passed through the car, skipped several times across the road, and then slammed into the wall.
Broly stood there, staring at his results, suddenly tilted his head, and looked at Francis.
"Is it you who wants to catch me?"
Francis swallowed hard. In one experiment, his nerve endings were burned off, and he couldn't feel any pain. Even so, he could still feel that terrifying aura, which made people unable to raise the courage to resist.
A whistling sound, Dust Angel pulled up a roadside bollard and threw it at Broly.
Broly punched the stone pillar into stone powder, dodging to Dust Angel's front. He clenched his right fist and chopped at her head. At this moment, the maximum force he could unleash with one arm exceeded four tons. Adding Ki's destructive power, if he hit, it would be a certain death.
Dust Angel's heart thumped violently. She tilted her body, and the fist brushed past her head. Sharp Ki currents left a scratch on her face.
A drop of blood trickled down her cheek, but it was blown into a mist by the violent fist wind halfway down.
Dust Angel had encountered such a terrifying opponent for the first time. That powerful aura made her feel that she was not facing a human, but some kind of ferocious beast in human skin that would tear off its disguise at any moment and expose its horrifying original form.
Just standing in front of him required great courage.
But Dust Angel didn't give up hope. Her specialty in combat techniques was originally suitable for the weak to defeat the strong, and there might not be no chance of victory.
In the next moment, she felt a pain in her abdomen, and the rough fist force almost squeezed her internal organs out of her mouth, her vision darkened, and her brain couldn't make any judgments. She fell to the ground directly.
In a daze, her hair was suddenly grabbed, and Broly lifted her entire body into the air.
"Is this all you've got? You're not even as good as Chap."
Broly said with some disappointment. In his opinion, Dust Angel only had strength comparable to Chap, but at least Chap was much more durable than her.
He didn't use the power of Ki, and just relying on his fists, he had already beaten Dust Angel until she was bleeding from all seven orifices.
"Ah!"
Dust Angel's hands grabbed Broly's hand, and with a sudden burst of force, she tore off all the hair that was grabbed, then grabbed with both hands, and the muscles of her waist and back suddenly exerted force, swinging Broly's body into the air, and then slamming him onto the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground shook violently, and the hard concrete road surface was cracked by this powerful slam.
Dust Angel's attack was far from over. She grabbed Broly's body and slammed him three times, almost smashing the entire road surface into concrete fragments.
"How is it! Bastard!"
She sneered, letting out a beast-like roar, and the muscles in her arms bulged violently, almost bursting through the high-elastic combat suit, the powerful force she released directly threw Broly into the air dozens of meters high, and then fell down under the action of gravity, falling straight onto the ground.
Dust Angel rushed towards the direction where Broly fell, leaped high, and then elbowed Broly's chest.
"Boom!"
The ground shook violently under this heavy elbow, and dust flew.
Wade and Alejandro on the rooftop of the department store were somewhat dumbfounded, watching this scene.
"Is this woman a monster that turned from an elephant?"
He began to pack his guns and prepare to run, but Alejandro grabbed him.
"Broly will be fine."
Alejandro had seen the terrifying destructive power of Broly's Wrath Form and knew that he hadn't used his true strength by far, and it was even less likely he would be defeated so easily.
Dust Angel was breathing heavily. That set of slams just now was not easy.
She was proficient in Jiu-Jitsu, especially in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which was good at using the weak to defeat the strong and using softness to overcome hardness. She had also gone to Japan to learn orthodox Jiu-Jitsu techniques. In the battle of mutants, because of the qualitative change in strength, those techniques like triangle locks, which relied on weight to suppress opponents, didn't work well. But locks like guillotine, cross-arm locks, and headlocks were still powerful.
But the technique that truly sealed Dust Angel's victory was the secret throwing technique she learned from Japan. This was a technique of grabbing an enemy and throwing them. Just like a blacksmith forging iron, the earth was the best anvil. After a person was suspended in the air, they couldn't use the technique of releasing force to unload the force of the enemy, so they could only rely on their body to endure, and take all the damage.
"He's dead! Arrogant, self-righteous fool!"
Dust Angel laughed wildly, releasing the pressure that Broly gave her.
Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and lifted her up.
"Interesting technique, I learned it."