People in DC, every day administrative leave

After returning from the CIA branch, seeing no one in the meeting room of the Group of Seven, Zhang San took out the things accumulated in the space and began to try various combinations.

Strange firearms were piled on the table one after another, and occasionally weapons that existed in the game would appear.

For example, weapons that can change forms, and firearms that have multiple forms of snipers and rifles, as well as melee and rocket launchers.

Its synthetic formula has been continuously studied by Zhang San, and finally came to a 100% successful result.

First, you have to combine two or two, such as a rifle and a shotgun, or a submachine gun and a sniper rifle.

Then, the most important thing comes!
If he wanted to obtain a weapon that could take multiple forms, he would add a Swiss Army Knife to the second synthesis. This was an indispensable thing and a must-have.

Without the Swiss Army Knife, he only got a bloated weapon with a sniper barrel, a rifle barrel, a shotgun barrel and a rocket tube larger than his fist.

It's a bit like the multi-functional gun in "The Fifth Element". Maybe it would be more suitable to add a bomb to synthesize it to give it the self-destruct function.

"Oh my God, do you want to build yourself an arsenal in here!?"

Someone walked into the conference hall at this time. It was the blond Storm who had changed his hair color and hairstyle.

She also wanted to pick up the guns piled on the table and take a look, but was stopped by Zhang San.

"Don't touch my things until you understand their functions."

"Okay. But why did you buy so many firearms? Isn't your lightsaber much better than these garbage?"

As a superhuman being, Storm is immune to even the most advanced modern firearms, and her own defenses can withstand any bullet.

However, the shapes of the guns in front of her were a bit strange, and they were different from the ones she usually saw.

"Is this also your ability? Transform weapons?"

Thinking of Keyboard's identity, Storm probably knew why it had so many weapons. As a superhuman, Keyboard definitely didn't need it, but the military had needs in this regard.

It may be providing modified equipment to the military. From this point of view, the keyboard has too many capabilities.

He can pull things out of thin air, he can do magic, he can control some kind of green energy, he has miraculous healing abilities, and now he has multiple modified weapons.
Looking at its attitude towards the people of the motherland, it is estimated that its physical fitness is as strong as the opponent's.

For her own wish, she wants to bring this keyboard with her!

It was just like what happened when Zhang San came to the conference hall for the first time, but this time Feng Feng, who had changed his hairstyle and hair color, stood beside him, not behind him.

The woman knows very well what is behind the man, so she chooses to come to the other person's side.

"I"

Before she could say anything, a rocket stuck in the gun blocked her mouth.

"You should seduce the cloaked boy. His IQ doesn't seem to be very good." After saying that, Zhang San pulled back the gun in his hand.

Cough!

Storm coughed while taking a few steps back, and then left without looking back.

After a while.

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

A man in a jacket wearing a round helmet and a mustache walked in.

He seemed delighted, as if being invited into the conference room by the keyboard was something worth celebrating.When Ashley called him to tell him the news, although he was a little confused about who the keyboard was, he immediately drove over when he heard it was one of the seven.

"Blue Eagle, I've seen your profile and you were very brave while fighting criminals in Trenton."

Putting down the unassembled firearms in his hands, Zhang San praised this outstanding street hero.

"Sir, stopping crimes in time is the first lesson I learned in school, and I am proud of it!"

Blue Eagle, who often hangs around black neighborhoods, stood straight and puffed out his chest as he accepted the compliments from the seven-piece member's keyboard.

"What do you think of these weapons?"

The hand that looked like a black ball on the keyboard gestured to the table, and then Blue Eagle moved his eyes to the weird-looking guns.

He knew a lot about firearms, and it only took him a minute to figure out what was on the assembled guns.

"A work of genius! I see in them the firepower that makes criminals unable to hide! Can I pick them up and take a look, sir?"

"random."

Wiping his palms on his body, Lan Ying carefully picked up an explosive-modified machine gun.

It has a total of four barrels, and six rockets are divided into two rows with the middle barrel sandwiched inside. At the same time, a huge sight is stuck above the gun like an electronic screen.

“I have to say, this is pretty damn cool!”

No man could refuse such a big gun. Blue Eagle could imagine himself holding this big gun and violently bombing those black people who came out to commit crimes every few days.

After playing with it excitedly for a while, he reluctantly put the big thing back, then sat across from the keyboard and asked: "Sir, is there anything you need my help with?"

The keyboard in front of him was one of the members of the Seven. It was impossible for the other party to ask Ashley to come to him just to show him these weapons.

"You know, when I was a kid, I also had a dream to be a police officer.

But later on, I wanted to be a police officer because I wanted to beat criminals who could be beaten to death and beat those who couldn't to death to half-death.I like your approach very much, and I decided to sponsor you privately. "

Hearing its words, Blue Eagle was so excited that he could hardly speak.

A long time ago, after graduating from school, he, like other superhumans with incompetent abilities, became a small role in Vought's company maintaining street safety.

While maintaining community safety in Trenton, Blue Eagle is often despised and looked down upon by some black people because he does not appear on the big screen in the world like the Seven.

And because of his usual attitude towards criminals, the family members of those suspects often scolded him.

Although he didn't seem to care about what those people said at all, he still felt a little uncomfortable inside.

Why is it that beating a criminal to death is considered discrimination?
He was just doing his duty to keep the community safe!

But Blue Eagle is very glad that he can meet this keyboard today. It doesn't care whether the person it kills is black or white. It also hates criminals as much as it does.

"I am very grateful to you, sir, for your support! Many people have always disliked me and hated my attitude at work. However, evil can never defeat justice!"

Raising his right hand that was clenched into a fist, Blue Eagle extended his left hand toward the keyboard.

Being able to get the support of the members of the Seven was something he had never dared to think about before. After all, one was at the top and the other was at the bottom. (End of chapter)