I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 174 European Heroes, Not One Backed Down, Courageous! (Bonus Chapter 1026)

Hughie had no idea why things had completely deviated from his initial expectations and were developing in such a bizarre and unpredictable direction!

The initial decision was a clear and absolutely rational contraction.

After the traitor emerged, the people of Wakanda realized that those more conspicuous outposts were no longer safe.

After carefully setting up an ambush, eliminating the traitors, and deterring law enforcement, they proactively scaled back their operations, hiring only local heroes to continue "holding" those strongholds and drawing the attention of law enforcement.

As for the European heroes, after internal discussions, everyone felt that they wouldn't stay in America forever, so there was no need to confront them head-on and cause unnecessary casualties on our side. It would be better to temporarily avoid confrontation.

Although it was a deliberate contraction, the resulting shock was real, and Hughie and his team didn't have time to pay attention to public opinion.

Until all parties openly or covertly expressed their support for them, with only one goal in mind: to let them give the Europeans a good beating!

Seeing that even the KKK had stopped their underhanded tactics, seemingly showing silent support...

Hughes was both amused and exasperated; could American patriotism really be this surreal?
But since things have come to this point, they have no choice but to fight.

If they don't fight now, they'll truly become public enemies, labeled as "colluding with the Europeans," and be swarmed and divided up by various forces.

Let's do it then. They're not really afraid of so-called European heroes.

So, out of the public eye, Wakanda proactively conveyed a message to all sides: step aside, now, they, Wakanda, are going to fight for "the glory of America"!
The Sun was one of the lucky media outlets to get the news. Logan didn't know what others thought, but he almost burst out laughing!

"Look at what America has become! Everyone, human or ghost, is now spouting morals and trying to pat themselves on the back! Where has that straightforward, rude but genuine Uncle Sam gone?"

Well, none of the editors at The Sun paid him any attention.

Meanwhile, the Prohibition Bureau's "European Heroes Unofficial Enforcement Team" has swelled to more than 500 people.

Small outposts are no longer enough to satisfy their appetites.

The Bureau of Investigation "timely" delivered a piece of intelligence: it was a bootlegging outpost located in a valley, supposedly the location of the bootleggings' vault, where large amounts of cash and top-quality bootleggings were stockpiled, and "extremely well-protected."

But now, European heroes no longer take the Prohibition Bureau's claims of "tight protection" seriously; their eyes turn green at the mere mention of the treasury!
Without much hesitation, they decided to go all out and, with overwhelming force, wipe out this "treasure trove" in one fell swoop, and then everyone would share the spoils.

Similarly, this time the media followed closely behind, and the number of them was even larger.

One of the heroes who arrived earlier explained to the heroes who arrived later, "That's how the American media is. They especially love excitement, and they especially love to film the heroic figures of us heroes."

"Look, this time they're even further away; they've been taking panoramic photos of us since we set off. After we pull off this job, who knows, we might actually get The Sun to put us on a European hero's list!"

A burst of triumphant laughter erupted from the group.

More than 500 desperate criminals, along with a large media convoy trailing in the distance, formed a strange and massive procession, marching in a grand manner toward the target valley indicated in the intelligence report.

Unexpectedly, the European heroes encountered an ambush in a hilly area far from the valley!

The media all stopped in their tracks, while the European heroes were not surprised but delighted, which precisely shows that their goal was truly valuable!
Moreover, the ambushing firepower wasn't particularly strong!
The ambush team lay in wait behind a ditch, unable to see how many enemy soldiers there were, but several light machine guns immediately opened fire, stopping them in their tracks.

There was a small commotion in the group at first, but half of the men had been on the battlefield and their tactical movements were quick. They scattered as soon as they heard the machine gun.

Upon closer inspection, the ambush force's firepower was limited. The temporary commander, "Old Gun," immediately shouted, "There aren't many ambushers. Don't be afraid, everyone charge in! Take them down!"

The ruthlessness of these desperate men was ignited. Howling, they took advantage of the gaps in the machine gun reloading and began to charge towards the earthen slope in skirmish lines.

At this moment, behind the earthen mound, Hughie's old comrade-in-arms Leo had already directed the gunners to stuff the explosive charges into the launch tubes, which were made of gasoline drums with iron hoops and were half-buried in the earthen mound.

This is the "Heartless Cannon" mentioned in the weapon usage guide that Hughie obtained from a mysterious person.

As for why they're called "heartless," you'll find out soon enough.

The heroes had already rushed to the 200-meter mark from the earthen slope, while most of them were crowded in the open area between 200 and 300 meters away.

Leo waved his hand behind him, "A volley! Fire!"

A series of soft thuds rang out, and the "heartless" creatures that had been waiting for a long time at the foot of the earthen mound all spewed out a puff of blue smoke.

Then, a full thirty specially made explosive packages, each weighing ten kilograms and tightly wrapped in cotton cloth, flew in an arc at a visible slow speed toward the heads of the charging European heroes. "What are those? Stones?" One of the heroes at the front instinctively looked up at the black dots slowly flying in the air.

Even seasoned warriors were baffled, but their expressions changed drastically when they saw the sparks still burning below.

"No! Lie down—"

They roared with all their might, then collapsed to the ground.

Unfortunately, they had no idea what was falling, and the method of lying down to deal with ordinary shells was completely ineffective at this moment.

Boom! Boom!! Boom boom boom!!!

When the first explosive charge landed 200 meters away and detonated with a deafening roar, Leo and the black soldiers behind the earthen mound also shuddered.

Before they could even see what was happening, a series of violent explosions erupted right before their eyes.

Because there are no rifling or cartridge cases, the explosive charges fly freely in the air with great inaccuracy, but the sheer number of them makes up for it!

Each explosive charge, upon landing or exploding in mid-air, transforms into a massive fireball that devours everything.

The terrifying shockwave did not spread in a spherical shape, but rather hugged the ground like an invisible ring of death. Wherever it passed, trees as thick as a bowl were snapped at the roots or even torn apart, and European heroes lying a dozen meters away were lifted several meters high like rag dolls.

The shockwave whipped up mud, sand, and gravel, which even struck behind the mounds, pelting Leo and the black soldiers with a series of crackling sounds.

Many Black soldiers were so shocked by the earth-shattering explosion that their faces turned pale—a pale, almost black, white!
But Leo did not stop giving orders, instructing the Black artillerymen to continue loading pre-positioned propellant charges and throwing out another round of explosives.

Three rounds of special explosive charges, weighing nearly a hundred and each weighing ten kilograms, were thrown, thoroughly and repeatedly plowing through the area where the heroes were located with explosions and flames!
A huge smoke screen, a mixture of gunpowder and dust, almost obscured the sky, making even the bright afternoon sunlight dim.

The incredibly violent explosion terrified the media convoy behind!

When the machine guns first started firing, everyone was extremely excited.

This time, there's finally a big event.

But when the first explosive charge detonated, the towering smoke and the earth-shaking shockwave filled the air, and all the reporters were terrified.

My God! This scene is huge!
Is that heavy artillery? No, if it's heavy artillery, they're doomed!

But if it's not a heavy artillery piece, then its power is too great!
They only saw huge fireballs rising one after another, the intense flashes blinding even in daylight.

It felt like an eternity, but in reality it was only a few minutes, before the continuous, earth-shattering explosions finally stopped.

The world seemed to fall into a deathly silence, with only the ringing in my ears.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, the scene before them made all the reporters gasp in shock, their faces turning ashen.

Looking around, what was once a relatively flat and open area has now turned into the surface of the moon.

One after another, shockingly large craters covered the entire area, and scorched soil was turned up, mixed with dark red, indistinguishable substances.

There were countless severed limbs and broken arms, and many heroes lying on the ground had no visible wounds, yet they were bleeding from all seven orifices and unable to move.

These were all killed by the shockwave!
More than 500 fierce European heroes were reduced to ashes in just a few minutes!

Everyone was looking forward to the "big fireworks," but when the "big fireworks" actually appeared, almost all the reporters froze on the spot, their hands and feet turned cold, and some even couldn't help but start to vomit.

It was Logan, led by The Sun, who broke the silence.
"European warriors, not one of them retreated. How glorious and heroic their deaths were!"

He reminded the astonished Sun reporter, "Let's record all the 'heroic figures' of these warriors; their courage deserves the admiration of Americans!"

Reporters from all other media outlets stared at Logan as if he were a monster.

Damn it, do these guys not want to retreat?
How can you say something like that? Are you even human?
The Sun reporter nodded blankly.

They hadn't overlooked one thing: while everyone else was stunned and even instinctively dodging the earth-shattering explosion, only their boss, Logan, steadily raised his camera to capture the moment!
The shelling was terrifying, but our boss is even more damn terrifying!
Inhuman!
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(End of this chapter)