Lord of Cinder in American Comics

Staring dumbfounded at the three men, before they could react, the deep thud of the MK48 echoed throughout the corridor. All the thugs who had stood still were riddled with holes by 7.62mm bullets and collapsed helplessly to the ground.

The gunshots startled the entire building, and a cacophony of sounds erupted instantly, with shouts and inquiries pouring in.

We quickly walked through the corridor, which led to the nightclub's huge dance floor, where the thugs and other security guards, who had been woken up, were constantly asking what had happened.

Ash and her two companions were spotted as soon as they emerged from the corridor, and the people in the dance floor drew their guns and began shooting at them.

The three quickly took cover under the concrete breastwork at the edge of the dance floor. The thugs' bullets struck the concrete, creating craters, and shards of concrete splattered around them.

Without lingering after hiding, the three bent down and moved to different positions. Ash moved alone, while Wolf and Risser moved together.

Soon the two groups moved to opposite sides of the dance floor, forming a pincer movement, and then Ash unleashed a series of roars from her MK48.

Ash and Wolf took up advantageous positions, supporting each other with their fire, and quickly eliminated the bad guys in the dance floor.

As the gunfire subsided, Wolf gestured towards the stairs on the side of the stage, indicating for Ash to go there.

At the top of the stairs, the three met up. Reese said, "The key is on the second or third floor. We need to capture Tommy."

Risser quickly analyzed the situation, but Wolf discovered a blind spot.

"But how do we know what Tommy looks like?"

Chapter 33: What Does Tommy Look Like?

The sudden rocket-propelled grenade and the unexpected explosion caused the three men to lose their minds. They arrived at the thief's lair but found they didn't even know what the thieves looked like.

The situation became awkward for a moment. Fortunately, with Finch's help, Reese was able to obtain relevant images from the road surveillance cameras.

Ash passed the phone with Tommy's picture to the two of them. Looking at Tommy on the phone, he saw that he had multicolored hair, tattoos around his eyes, and a lip piercing. He didn't look like a good kid at all.

Ash handed the phone to Wolf, removed the MK48, and squeezed the cloth ammunition pouch. He could tell from the feel that there were only a few bullets left inside.

I replaced the light machine gun with a new 100-round magazine, then, after some thought, switched to my spare Benelli M4. For a house-clearing operation with unknown circumstances, a shotgun would be better.

Ash unlocked the two pistol carrying harnesses at her waist, making it easy to switch to a secondary weapon at any time. She raised her M4.

"I will lead the charge again."

Ash is relatively safe as the vanguard, since as the Lord of Cinder in the 800th playthrough, modern weapons can do little to him.

However, at the Ancient One's request, large-scale use of supernatural powers is not allowed yet, which is why Ash honed his skills in the army.

Slowly ascend the stairs, point your gun at any area where enemies might appear; now you're about to embark on an unconventional infiltration operation.

Listen, the so-called infiltration operation is to eliminate all the witnesses to achieve a perfect infiltration without making a sound.

Ash silently recited the assassins' infiltration points, went up to the second floor, and fired a shot at the wall at the bottom of the stairs.

'Boom!' The slug, loaded with explosives, pried open the concrete wall and struck the enemy on the other side.

She ignored the downed enemy. Of course, Ash would definitely spare him and admire his will to live if he survived a slug.

Ash quickly moved to the next half-open door, took a grenade from his waist harness, pulled the pin, released the safety, and threw the grenade inside.

Ash was certainly not a butcher. In his perception, the rooms on the second floor were filled with sinful souls, some even dozens of souls, so he decided to simply let them return to nature.

The second floor was laid out like a hotel, with rooms of various sizes lining both sides of a long corridor. If Wolf or Risser were given the task of cleaning the rooms, they would definitely have a hard time.

But in Ash's perception, everyone's actions were crystal clear. Even after he 'missed' a few empty rooms, and Wolf and Reese carefully opened and inspected them from the back door, Wolf and Reese gave up on the idea of ​​fixing Ash's mistakes.

After clearing all the rooms along the corridor, Ash raised her gun and walked to the doorway at the end of the corridor. Just as she stepped into the doorway, a person suddenly appeared from her blind spot, holding a dagger and stabbing at Ash.

This guy suddenly appeared from the lower left and thrust his dagger upwards, clearly targeting the gap in Ash's combat suit. If he got stabbed, an Apple iPhone would be gone.

Ash released the gun with his right hand, letting the butt hang down, and gripped the muzzle of the M4 with his left hand, pulling it downwards and to the left. Just before the dagger pierced the body, the butt of the gun smashed into the man's face.

The immense force was transmitted through the butt of the gun to the assassin's cheek, knocking out half of his teeth. Then, he performed a difficult maneuver, bending over, spinning three and a half times, before crashing headfirst into the wall beside him.

Ash's centuries of training in the Dark Souls world have made him proficient in the use of almost all weapons and combat techniques, and his ten years of training in this world have also made him proficient in all firearms.

As for skill-based combat against others, it's purely a perverse pleasure to stand on a high mountain hoping for some kind of change.

Beyond the porch lies the staircase leading to the third floor, where a burst of bullets greets you as soon as you peek out.

The thugs who remained on the third floor piled up the building materials in the corridor at the stairwell to create obstacles and cover. They then hid behind the cover and sprayed bullets toward the stairwell.

Ash's marksmanship is top-notch, but in the current situation, his M4 shotgun can take down a large number of enemies, and his MK48 light machine gun is not equipped with a precision sight. If he kills the target, he will have to go to Mephisto to negotiate a deal.

Standing at the corner of the stairs, Ash called out to the thugs, "Hey guys, we're just here to ask Tommy a few questions."

“Tommy, they’re here for you,” one of the cowardly guys said to Tommy, who was holding a submachine gun behind him.

Before he could finish speaking, Tommy fired a burst of bullets at the guy.

"Damn it, do you think they'll let you go if I die? You idiots."

After Tommy killed the coward, he raised his gun and roared at his underlings hiding behind cover; his voice could be heard downstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, Risser and Wolf were ready, their weapons being rifles equipped with precision sights, making them more suitable for this situation.

If someone were to look closely, the two men would be standing with their feet flat on the ground, guns raised, steadily and carefully stepping over each step of the stairs.

The two leaned against the walls on both sides, taking advantage of the guards' blind spots, and slowly extended the opening out of the wall onto the third floor.

The two men fired only once, and without hesitation, they immediately returned to the bottom of the stairs.

"Fuck, they killed Brother Jie and Little Jie."

The thugs cooperated by passing the battle report around the corner of the stairs. Panic and fear were palpable among them.

Gangs are not armies; they are just thugs who bully the weak and fear the strong. Under pressure, they quickly collapse.

"Let me go, and I'll surrender."

One of the men, unable to withstand the pressure, threw down his weapon, raised his hands in surrender, and ran toward the stairs.

Gunshots came from behind the guy, and several bloody holes appeared on his body. The unfortunate guy fell down with his hands raised in surrender.

After that, Risser and Wolfe worked together again. A gunshot rang out, two bullets were fired, and the two thugs fell down.

Tommy was now the only one hiding behind the bunker. In a panic, he turned and ran away, raising his gun and firing back at the same time.

Tommy hadn't run far when Ash, holding a P30L, shot him through the knee from behind.

"Reese, so this is what it feels like to smash someone's kneecaps!"

Reese, his face dark, ignored Ash's words, kicked away the submachine gun that was still next to Tommy, and stepped on Tommy's hand to stop him from crawling out.

"Kid, who told you to bomb Wolf's office?" Ash asked Tommy, who was struggling on the ground.

"Who told you to kill this guy?" Wolf added from the side. Wolf saw through Ash's little scheme: if they bombed the agency, Ash wouldn't have to pay for it.

However, Tommy continued to struggle on the ground, showing no intention of revealing the truth.

Reese pulled out his pistol and shot Tommy in the other knee, ending the young man's ability to continue struggling.

Three burly men surrounded Tommy, who was lying on the ground unable to resist. Under pressure, Tommy finally gave up struggling.

"Fuck, you guys are a bunch of lunatics! I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?"

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Author's Remarks

I'm really embarrassed to ask you all for anything during the Chinese New Year, but since the book is currently featured in the popular serialization section, I'd like to humbly request that you all turn to the last page and read it a bit more, or leave me a comment at the end. Thank you all, and I wish you all a prosperous New Year.

2022-02-08 00:10

Chapter 34: Asking the Magical Conch

Tommy lost all his henchmen to Ash and his two companions, and was shot twice in the legs. He gave up completely.

“My boss’s name is Vigo Tarasov. He’s the one who sent me to bomb you.”

Ash placed her foot on Tommy's knee, kindly helping to stop the bleeding.

Ash pointed at Wolf and said to Tommy, "Make it clear, do you want me to bomb the office or the cool guy next to me?"

Ash still wanted to mislead the public and avoid paying Wolf's compensation. Unexpectedly, Wolf followed suit and stepped on Tommy's other leg to stop the bleeding.

"Should we bomb me or him?"

Wolf's deep, Batman-like voice stimulated Tommy's nerves.

"Fuck, stop stepping on it. My boss told me to find someone to take care of you two. It's you two. You just happened to be in that house, so I just blew it up."

Hearing Tommy's sincere words and genuine feelings, Ash and Wolf released their feet from Tommy's legs.

Ash drew his combat knife, which he had never used before, bent down and squatted in front of Tommy. He placed the knife on Tommy's ear and gently sliced ​​it. The sharp blade instantly cut through Tommy's ear.

With one hand pinned down by Rither, Tommy was unable to move. He frantically shook his head, trying to dodge the dagger in Ash's hand. He pleaded, "Fuck, what else do you want to ask? Just say it, stop torturing me."

"Tommy, why did your boss kill the two of us?"

"I don't know, I really don't know. My boss just found me and told me to kill the two of you. I don't know anything else."

Ash looked up at Rither, seeking his advice.

Ash wasn't good at this kind of torture. As everyone knows, in the Dark Souls world, you just need to kill those crazed undead, no skill is required.

In this world, there are specialized interrogators to handle information gathering, so Ash doesn't need to get involved.

Of those present, only Reese, a former CIA officer, has relevant experience.

Rither took the dagger from Ash, reached out and grabbed Tommy's leg, pulling him into a nearby room.

Inside the room came Tommy's pleas for mercy, while outside, Ash and Wolfe were taking a break.

"Wolf, would you like a drink?" Ash found the best-packaged bottle of wine, opened it, poured a glass, and asked Wolf.

Wolf didn't look at the liquor Ash handed him, but instead pulled out a bottle of whiskey with black liquid from the top corner of the liquor cabinet.

Wolf found a towel, wiped away non-existent dust from the bottle, and handed the bottle to Ash.

"The Macallan whisky, which is slightly less strong than single malt whisky, costs six thousand pounds. Drink this one."

"What I have is also good stuff."

"Ordinary goods worth forty-five yuan."

His bland words subtly mocked Ash for his ignorance. Crucially, Ash genuinely didn't understand alcohol prices and had no choice but to concede defeat.

With ill intentions, Ash took a new glass from under the bar, wiped her hand in dust from under the bar drawer, and held it to the glass. She then pushed the glass towards Wolf on the other side of the bar.