The densely packed, incoming bullet, penetrated by arrow after arrow and detonated prematurely, did not damage the building. Instead, the sky was filled with fire and smoke that draped the day like a night full of fireworks, stirring the soul.
Witnessing this astonishing scene, not only the New Yorkers but even the Hydra members who had fired the bullet were visibly shaken, their minds reeling in fear.
The fact that he could block so many bullet with just arrow after arrow...
Such a level of combat capability meant that any of them who dared to engage would be headed straight to their death.
Amidst their shock, they saw another arrow coming.
Whizz!
The arrow pierced the head of one of them, embedding deeply into the wall, with the tail of the arrow quivering and emitting a sound like a vibrating guitar string.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"He looking over here!"
"Be careful!"
Another cry of alarm went up.
Upon hearing this, everyone saw Green Arrow gaze, sharp as the world most lethal blade, sending a chill down their spines.
"Attack!"
The leader of the group quickly gave the order.
Then...
Their actions were too slow.
By then, Green Arrow, as the smoke and flames dissipated, had vanished from their sight, powering his waist, pushing off the wall behind him, and swiftly entering the building they were in.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In just a few blinks, Green Arrow drew his bow and several arrows flew out, piercing those at the forefront.
Beep beep beep beep!
The tips of the arrows emitted a sharp and rapid warning tone.
"Damn it!"
"Get out of the way!"
Panic spread like never before.
Although these Hydra members were believers and willing to sacrifice themselves, no one wanted to die in such a humiliating and futile manner.
Several arrowheads exploded simultaneously, and a powerful shockwave spread.
The Hydra members were flung in all directions, but the massive shockwave from the explosion behind them caught them instantly.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The glass walls shattered immediately, sharp glass shards embedding into their bodies. Those not killed by the explosion were cut across their throats by the glass, desperately watching their comrades gasping in pain, unable to utter a complete last word.
After the explosion...
"Hmph!"
The next moment, Green Arrow strode into the still-spreading fire, nonchalantly walking through the flames, standing amidst the created ruins, his face expressionless, surveying the scene around him, his gaze calm as he looked at the heavily damaged enemies.
With his capabilities, dealing with these people directly wasn't much trouble at all.
Mainly, it was just a nuisance.
These people were like flies—weak, yet extremely annoying.
"I was planning to deal with you guys after I caught Mitchell Carson, but you really started to annoy me…"
His words drifted softly.
Those Hydra members who had dodged the bullet and miraculously survived looked fearfully at Green Arrow standing in the center of the ruins.
"So, I'm afraid I have to ask you all to die first!"
As the words fell.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Green Arrow reached into his seemingly endless quiver behind his back, pulling out arrow after arrow, mercilessly piercing these people throats.
Some managed to fire guns, attempting to counterattack Green Arrow.
But tragically, they found that the bullets from their guns couldn't even penetrate the armor on Green Arrow body.
Green Arrow stood still, giving these people the most realistic response.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
Blood sprayed violently, splashing onto the walls on both sides.
Moments later.
Three squads of Hydra combat members were killed on the spot.
This outcome, captured by a hidden camera in the corner, was transmitted to the eyes of the only remaining Hydra squad.
Watching the scene on the monitor, these men couldn't help swallowing hard, their expressions tense.
"How is this possible?"
"How can the Green Arrow be so strong?"
They couldn't believe it. The opponent they thought was easy to capture was overwhelmingly dominating them.
Only then did they realize they had always underestimated their opponent.
"Is he... is he looking at us?"
Suddenly, someone noticed the Green Arrow on the monitor directing his gaze towards the corner where the camera, unharmed by the explosion, was concealed. It felt as if Green Arrow gaze, through the camera, was fixed on them.
A chill ran down their spines.
Indeed, as these remaining Hydra combatants thought, Green Arrow was watching them.
However, Green Arrow was sharing Anton perspective.
Anton, who had summoned his steelbone battle suit, used his superb hacking skills, comparable to the god of the internet, to infiltrate the network in their area and successfully locked onto everyone in that region.
Whether it was Mitchell Carson hiding spot, the movements of the Hydra members, the trajectory of the international mercenaries sent by Darren cross, or the approaching steps of the military teams, everything was under Anton watch.
No one could escape his control.
After all, Mitchell Carson was already a fish in the pot, and the incriminating evidence in the conversation between Darren cross and Mitchell Carson had just been sent to John Keller by Anton. There was no chance for them to turn the tables...
Now, it might as well strike Hydra another blow.
With that thought, he quickly moved towards the remaining Hydra personnel.
Meanwhile.
The New York Police Department special task force was rapidly deployed.
Darren cross team of international mercenaries also arrived near the building at just the right time.
At that moment, the turtles wristbands beeped.
A message from Anton popped up on their wristbands.
"Oh?"
The four turtles exchanged looks, quickly grasping the situation.
"Fellows, it showtime!"
"We finally made it on time!"
"The New York Police Department isn't just for clean-up anymore!"
"Brothers, charge!"
With a scream full of eagerness to perform, they drove out their Turtle Van, executed a cool and flashy mid-air twist, and landed heavily next to the building,
just as the international mercenaries, ready to hide upon the arrival of the special task force, were spotted.
Crack!
As the turtles landed, the hard ground cracked and dented.
Immediately, they brandished their weapons and charged towards the now-exposed mercenaries, who had no choice but to confront them head-on.
Other members of the task force also quickly flanked from all sides.
Bang, bang, bang!
Flames burst out instantly, and bullets fell like rain.
The turtles, tough in skin and flesh, marched straight into the mercenaries, easily overturning their entire team.
At that moment.
New York citizens, unable to evacuate in time and hiding in nearby buildings, watched the street battle, covering their mouths and whispering excited cheers.
The turtles truly lived up to their reputation as members of the Justice League.
They did not disappoint.
Meanwhile.
The Green Arrow moved through the building, reaching the remaining Hydra members.
An arrow for each enemy.
With the addition of explosive arrows, the enemies died even faster.
In the battle, Hydra members felt nearly hopeless, perceiving the Green Arrow as a grim reaper wielding a scythe that harvested souls, escorting them one by one to hell.
The entire floor had become Green Arrow stage alone.
The remaining Hydra personnel posed no threat to Green Arrow.
Although Green Arrow abilities weren't particularly powerful compared to those who hadn't undergone any enhancements, he was still much more formidable than these ordinary individuals.
Moreover, given the wealth of talent in the Justice League, Anton considered Green Arrow weaknesses and even went to Mr. Fantastic Reed Richards, Doctor Lizard, Bruce Banner, and others who had set up a laboratory in the sewers.
They created a special fiber for superhero costumes.
Anton planned to incorporate this special fiber into the costumes of all members of the Justice League.
Take Spider-Man, for example.
In the original story, Spider-Man had the help of his 'dad' Tony Stark, who provided equipment and finances.
In the universe where Anton existed, without Tony Stark, Spider-Man appeared much poorer.
His only costume was self-made, funded by his own money, and crafted from his spider silk.
Anton felt it was necessary to consider their needs.
Thus, under the collaborative research of Mr. Fantastic Reed Richards and others, the special fiber was quickly produced.
This time, Anton had Green Arrow use this fiber in his costume as a field test to see if the enhanced costume could meet expectations in combat in terms of protection.
So far, the test had pleased Anton greatly.
The slightly enhanced costume, combined with Green Arrow near-superhuman combat abilities, made him virtually unstoppable and invincible.
The guns continuously fired, the bullets the size of peanuts falling on Green Arrow without causing him any harm, not even making him take a step back.
Everyone was completely despairing.
Only when the last Hydra member fell did Mitchell Carson, who had been hiding in a corner inside the building and monitoring the situation through his phone, also despair.
He knew there was no possibility of escape.
Green Arrow had dealt with all the combatants he had prepared inside the building.
Although this loss of personnel was negligible for Hydra as a whole and could be easily written off, these were the full extent of Hydra forces that could be mobilized in contemporary America.
After the Battle of Washington, Hydra presence in the U.S. had suffered a comprehensive blow.
Even the largest power within what was written as "SHIELD" and read as "Hydra Shield" had been forced to relocate to Europe.
Hydra control over America had greatly diminished, losing the capacity to stir trouble on American soil.
Those who survived, like Mitchell Carson and some of his armed forces, had to cautiously develop, generally retracting their presence.
Now, his own exposure meant another loss for Hydra on this land.
"Heh," Mitchell Carson accepted reality, ready to face judgment.
The next moment, the door in front of him was pushed open.
Mitchell Carson looked up and saw the newcomer without any surprise.
It was Green Arrow.
Outside the building.
The international mercenary team under Darren cross, engaged in a fierce shootout with the New York Police Department special task force, was being brutally dominated by the Ninja Turtles.
Their once-prided shooting and combat skills were useless against the turtles, who were bulletproof and incredibly tough.
The turtles thrived under the barrage of bullets, thoroughly enjoying the fight.
Their companions, the other members of the task force, shot from behind cover.
Every shot they took resulted in an enemy falling.
The turtles drew the fire, and their comrades made cold shots from the side, making the battle both easy and enjoyable.
The international mercenary team had never encountered such a rogue fighting style.
After a brief engagement, they were beaten back step by step, utterly powerless to retaliate.
Defeat was merely a matter of time for them.
As the military forces were about to enter the area, the leading general suddenly received a phone call from the Secretary of Defense, John Keller.
"Redirect the direction, head to cross Technologies, arrest the CEO Darren cross."
Upon receiving this order, the general was somewhat surprised.
As a military officer, he was well aware that cross Technologies had recently been very involved with the military.
Under such circumstances, the sudden issuance of this order could only mean that cross Technologies was in serious trouble.
As a soldier, his curiosity piqued, but he quickly complied with the command, redirecting his troops towards cross Technologies, located a few streets away.
cross Technologies building, the Future Lab.
Darren cross received the news that someone had blatantly entered the Future Lab and deleted all data related to the Wasp suit, including backups, all erased.
The person behind this act was one of the company executives, Hope van Dyne.
"Hope!"
Darren cross clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, and his face more ferocious than ever.
In the surveillance footage, he saw Hope copying the data of the Wasp suit and immediately planned to send someone to kill Hope and retrieve the data.
Just as he pulled out his phone and spoke a few words, he suddenly found that the call was disconnected.
"What going on?"
Darren cross looked confused, as if realizing something, he abruptly stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Looking down at the street below, he saw military vehicles parked one after another, and his face suddenly changed.
Although he did not understand what exactly was happening, at that moment, he instinctively realized that these soldiers were coming for him.
"Damn it!"
Realizing his situation was exposed and trouble was imminent, Darren cross rushed out of his spacious and luxurious office, only to collide with the military personnel who had just arrived at the door.
"Darren cross, it seems you already know that you're surrounded."
The leading general looked at the panicked man in front of him, his tone calm,
"If you have any explanations, you can save them for after you're arrested, when you speak to the people responsible for your interrogation."