Kasumi reported that there were two making a patrol around the designated hideout, before providing further details in the form of the specifics. Equipped with a sixth sense, enhanced physical senses, and night vision from being a vampire, all the strawberry blonde needed to do was direct her attention at the specific locations and see clear as day the opposition in their way. When she ascertained their positions, a small smirk of her own crept upon her lips.
Tapping into her secondary magic, Berry moved back to her own seat. Placing her hands against the vehicle, she fused with it and disappeared. It was as though she possessed the automobile in question, becoming the ghost in the machine. Once she succeeded in this, she began to transform the transportation method in question. Layering it with armour, she devised multiple weapons atop its frame. Four minigun turrets protruded from the top, facing in all directions and capable of turning around. The hood and back also boasted what appeared to be rocket launchers. A spiked battering ram at the front, and other spiked defenses protruding from the now death machine.
Aiming the turrets at the snipers, the roar of gunfire tore the atmosphere asunder as the infinite cylinders poured a rain of lead in their direction of the men by the window. The sheer force of the bullets would saw through them like a hot knife through butter, shredding their bodies into a shower of gore and splitting them into two halves ejecting a fountain of thick blood from the base. Both their souls and blood seemed to be siphoned into a compartment near the side.
“If they’re in there, we’ll smoke them out,” said Berry’s voice from a radio system. Launching smoke grenades through the windows through another advanced system, the building would quickly become filled to the brim with enough smoke to send it billowing out of the openings she made in it.
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