svetikya Chapter 135 Destroying Giants: I Upgraded
Chapter 135 Destroying Giants: I Upgraded
But it's different when you change the tranquilizer bombs. Let's have a friendly discussion. Boss, you won't end up personally.
After the big deal wins, I will leave you half of the robot.
Look how generous I am.
With this in mind, Rumlow led his men down the hillside, approached a hundred meters away and fired a salvo.
"Prepare the tear gas, release it!"
"boom!"
"Bang!" XN
A dozen cans flew high into the sky, flying freely for a few seconds before landing around the Destruction Giant. Smoke rose and blew in the wind.
"Zizi-"
"Zizi-"
"Cough...cough..."
The car started and drove along the edge of the smoke, part of the pungent gas floated into the car, and my eyes suddenly felt foggy.
Natasha touched the glasses on her head, feeling that the luck of a beautiful woman is not bad.
"Tranquilizer bullets cannot penetrate bulletproof glass, everyone is free to shoot."
She had just given the order when Lark's voice came from the earphones: "Retreat, the Destruction Titan is not dead and will wake up soon."
"hiss--"
There was a gasp of air-conditioning in the channel at the same time. Now there is smoke all around and you can't see anything.
Isn't that food delivery?
Being true to one's heart is a virtue, and the agent turned around and left honestly.
"clear."
"receive."
All the members of the team were masked, and they raised their guns and groped forward in the smoke. The sound of the engine became farther and farther away.
"Colson, report the situation."
"The New York SHIELD people evacuated. I don't know what they are doing."
"That goes without saying, I must be scared, team leader, let's speed up, so..."
"You shut up, everyone take cover, wait until the smoke clears, I always feel that the situation is not right."
Rumlow scolded sharply, if it wasn't for the sake of being vicious, he really wanted to kill the honest and honest with one shot.
The small plain was originally endless, but there were laser bombings and car explosions just now, so a few bunkers were created.
The team members took shelter nearby.
After the slope,
Coulson meowed again and put down the telescope, turned to the other person and said: "Move the Quinjet over and have the medical department on standby."
"clear."
The agent put down the gun, reached for the walkie-talkie at his waist, held it and pressed the surface of the belt lightly for a moment, and then notified the temporary base as if nothing had happened.
"Didi...di-"
New York, Rikers Island Prison.
It was time for the wind release, and the prisoners were moving in twos and threes on the playground.
"Hey, where did the guy who entered the cell of the boss of the One-Eyed Gang go last night? Why didn't he see him?"
"Haha, I'm probably lying in the infirmary. I called him all night yesterday, but you didn't hear me?"
"I'm from the cell next door and didn't hear you."
"Hey, let me tell you..."
Several big-muscled tyrants glanced at the opposite side, huddled in the corner with their arms around the thin bamboo poles, and talked with joy about what they saw and heard last night.
Suddenly there was an explosion in the sky.
"Boom... bang."
"Boom... bang."
"Fake squid, the fireworks won't be set off at night, so watch an egg during the day."
……
The tear gas continued to release smoke, making a slight hissing sound, occasionally mixed with the crackling sound of burning cars.
As far as the eye can see, it is gray, making it difficult to distinguish the north, south, east, and west. Someone swallowed secretly and subconsciously clenched the handle.
"Gudong!"
Xiao Hei hid behind a car, he always felt a pair of eyes staring at him in front of him all the time, and pulled off his collar to gently fan the wind.
"Hoohoo!"
The smoke spread in both directions. Behind the broken glass of the car, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Xiao Hei through the screen.
Half of the flesh on the left side of his face was sliced off by a metal sheet, and blood dripped down his chin continuously.
"Tick!"
"Ah - da da da da."
Rumlow immediately asked in the channel: "Who is shooting?"
"I don't know, it's not me."
"Not me either."
"Fake, stop quickly..."
Suddenly the ground trembled twice, and then there was a muffled groan in the smoke.
"哐哐...hum!"
Rumlow squatted in the pit to watch his surroundings. There was a sound of breaking through the gray fog. He lowered his head subconsciously, and immediately there was the sound of a heavy object falling in front of him.
"boom!"
It was a corpse—he was proficient in three hundred and sixty-five killing techniques, and he could tell it from the sound.
Rumlow raised his head, and a huge leg stretched into the sky rapidly enlarged in his eyes. The sky fell into darkness, and everything around him quickly retreated in both directions.
"Boom!"
"Zi... bang."
"Run, that robot is alive...Zi...Boom."
Screams kept ringing out in the gray world, and the team members fled in all directions. Even the anesthetic bombs used to scrape the Destruction Titan were not strong enough.
From time to time, orange beams of light flew out of the smoke, blasting deep pits on the ground.
"Whoosh."
"Whoosh."
The New York SHIELD members who were the first to evacuate to the hillside all lay aside and became a crowd.
"Haha, weren't you very arrogant just now? Don't be a coward, just pick up the gun and keep going."
"Hey, listen, this cry is so different, it's weak."
"Haha, I guess she's a sissy, the kind who sways around when she walks."
"Hahaha……"
"Papa, stop playing. Fighters are dispatched from the other side."
A Quinjet fighter jet painted in blue and black came rapidly from a distance, and the turbofans rotating at high speed on both sides blew away the smoke, revealing the miserable scene below.
Countless broken corpses were scattered on the khaki ground, forming a red painting, and the smell of blood drifted in all directions along the wind.
In a big world, there will always be a few lucky people. There are still four people alive below, and the various flexible moves are dazzling.
One of them turned his head, and there was no wound on his body except for the scar on his face.
Ridiculously true.
The Quinjet locked onto the target, threw a missile, and covered the evacuation of the people below.
"Whoosh..."
If the former Destroyer Giant was an ordinary monster, then it is at least an elite monster now.
The Titan of Destruction shot its head in seconds, blasting the missile with a beam of light, and continued to move forward without losing any momentum, passing by the wings of the Quinjet.
Just when the driver shouted "Niu 13" to his driving skills, two beams crashed into the cockpit, teaching him to be a man,
next life.
"boom!"
The big fireball was freshly baked, slowly heading down...
"boom!"
Gone, only the sky is filled with sparks.
"It seems that Loki is a little angry." Sol groped his chin, and his eyes burst out with a light called wisdom.
"That's right, so it's you or me." Luke couldn't complain, so he could only change the topic to the business.
"Thor, you don't have any divine power now. The rest of the battle is left to us." Vostagg waved his giant ax and laughed:
"My ax is already hungry and thirsty, so I have to give it to him whatever I say today."
The handsome swordsman Vodal drew out his western-style long sword, and said with disdain: "Cut, is the ax very powerful? Let me show you what is called swordsmanship."
"You two, stop arguing. No matter how awesome you are, you still have to hide behind my shield." It was Hou Gang who spoke, with a watermelon hammer on his waist and a huge shield in his hand.
Eve held the sword tightly and remained silent, still angry.
Sol glanced at the good brothers present and saw that they were willing to fight for him, and the depression of the past few days was swept away.
"Hahaha, if that's the case, let's all do it together, and go back to Asgard to drink and sing after the fight."
"rush!"
"rush!"
After saying that, he ran out first, and the others were stunned for a moment and hurriedly caught up.
Sol has no supernatural power, so if he dies in battle, it will be a lot of fun.