World of Warcraft Invasion Marvel

Chapter 110 Iron Fist Is Coming?

"It seems... a little bit off?"

Another spell flashed, and suddenly a fat figure appeared in midair.

It fell like a cannonball, splashing dust all over the sky. Lao Wang took out his mobile phone, opened the map, and relocated. It was less than a hundred kilometers away from Skye's designated location.

Transmission is risky, use with caution.

If Jaina came to cast the spell in person, probably there would be no problem.

But Lao Wang just borrowed it, and Miss Azeroth earned the difference through the middleman. Although the quality is guaranteed, there will inevitably be problems with the logistics. The last mile may not be delivered, and some deviations are inevitable, and the requirements cannot be too high.

For a scale of thousands of kilometers, a mere tens of kilometers can only be regarded as a "very small" deviation.

"Hopefully in time."

There was no need to use the teleportation technique for a distance of tens of kilometers, the blood of Azeroth was too expensive, the old king squinted his eyes in the wind, and stood with his hands behind his back.

Out of body!

The double division of soul and body is restricted by the body and soul, and the time for the soul to leave the body is limited, but at least it will not be as short as 15 minutes.

A real man must be persistent, even if his strength is only restored to one percent of the peak state of his previous life, it is not a problem to persist for a few hours.

Although this world does not have the guidance and protection of the Pandaria mist, and cannot instantly move tens of thousands of kilometers away, the speed of the soul's movement is not limited by space, and because the weight is almost zero, the speed is far faster than that of eagles and ghosts. cheetah.

Perhaps not as miraculous as the gods in ancient legends, but traveling to the North Sea and twilight at Cangwu is no problem.

In fact, the pinnacle of monks may already be the "land gods" in myths and legends.

The last pandaren emperor "Shaohao" summoned the Mist of Pandaria, and milked more than one-tenth of the land and creatures on the planet Azeroth at one time. What's the difference?
This milk should only exist in the sky, how many times can we taste it in the world?
Although Lao Wang's physical body is far inferior to that of his previous life, even Shaohao, his soul is stronger than Shaohao who has lived in the house for tens of thousands of years. In just a few minutes, you can swim dozens of kilometers.

The continuous war is getting closer and closer, and the hero always arrives at the last moment.

The time is just right.

……

……

"May, we seem to be dying here."

Hiding inside the Quinjet fighter jet, smelling the choking smell of fireworks, Coulson didn't have time to worry about how much the iron bumps worth hundreds of millions of dollars could sell for, and whether the director would be distressed, because his life seemed to be over soon .

"Crossbones" is actually with the "Winter Soldier" gang!

5 minutes ago, the Quin-style fighter jet was on its way at full speed, and finally arrived here. I witnessed the SHIELD rapid response special forces chasing the Winter Soldier. The Winter Soldier who fled in a hurry seemed to be severely injured and was forced to the corner of the abandoned school. support.

The real-time report of "Crossbones" came from the earphones. The Winter Soldier's mechanical arm had been scrapped because it was hit by a sniper and exploded by a high-explosive grenade. The incident was instantly reduced from level 2.0 to level 5, which was completely manageable.

However, who would have thought that the Kun-type fighter jet was hit by a missile and forced to land just after it emerged from its invisible state.

Nearly half of the agents brought in were dead.

Even "Mei", who was acting as the driver, was seriously injured.

In desperation, they could only hide in the wreckage of the Quinjet fighter.

What was even more frightening was that the other party had obviously premeditated, and all signals were blocked, and even a text message or voice could not be sent out.

This means that even if people like himself are killed, "Crossbones" can still swagger back to S.H.I.E.L.D. and continue to lurk.

The director is in danger now, SHIELD is finished!
"Don't give up, Phil! If the director can't contact us, he will definitely send someone to support us. We still have hope."

Melinda has received the most rigorous training, and the word "give up" is not in the dictionary.

Women are made of water, and cavalry are made of iron!
She struggled to get up, picked up the submachine gun, listened to the continuous sound of gunshots, and the sound of approaching footsteps, ignoring the gentle gaze cast by Coulson, and focused all her attention on the battle.

Coulson shook his head.

This woman's combat prowess is beyond the charts, her IQ is up to the standard, but her EQ is pitifully low.

Forget it, so be it.

It's nice to fight to the death together.

Coulson gripped the pistol tightly.

Although he has done a lot of field work, although he is a rare 8th-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., his talent is not at all in combat. Whether it is fighting or firearms, he can only be regarded as barely capable, and weapons that are too complicated cannot be controlled, except " Rolla", loves airplanes and pistols most in his life.

The fighting continued, the agents kept dying, and soon there were only two of them left.

Hydra's penetration of S.H.I.E.L.D. is far beyond his imagination. There will definitely be reinforcements, but it must be too late.

Death is the end of today.

Of course Coulson would not give up just like that, but he was ready to end his life in battle.

The enemy is getting closer.

He waited silently, ready to rush over at any moment.

Suddenly, however, the gunfire seemed to be more intensive, even accompanied by screams and running.

what happened?
He didn't know, of course he didn't dare to look outside in this situation, and the electronic equipment couldn't be used, his eyes were darkened, but his intuition told him something was wrong.

The Winter Soldier and the Crossbones seem to be fighting someone else?

Could it be that reinforcements from S.H.I.E.L.D. have arrived?
Coulson didn't dare to go out rashly, because it might be a trap.

He decided to wait a little longer.

The gunshots and screams decreased at an extremely fast speed, and then disappeared completely.

strangeness.

What happened?
Coulson waited another minute and exchanged glances with Melinda.

Obviously, it is not suitable to wait any longer at this time. It seems that something has changed outside, so we must figure it out.

"I'll go out first, you cover me!" Coulson gestured.

However, before the gesture was finished, Melinda had already rushed out.

"plum!"

Coulson was impatient and rushed out after him.

Then froze.

What kind of scene is this?
Dozens of Hydra members wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. combat uniforms fell to the ground in various postures. There seemed to be no bullet holes or even blood on their bodies. All of them had their eyes open, with terrified and flustered expressions on their faces, giving him a feeling of panic. The horror of death.

Although there were no visible wounds, their bodies were all distorted to varying degrees.

Some had their arms bent back, some had their legs resting on their necks, and some had sunken chests. It seemed like a brutal massacre, or even a brutal killing, rather than a brutal battle.

How did these people die?

Coulson was about to step forward to check, but he heard Melinda's dry and excited voice: "Iron Fist, he's here, it must be him!"

Iron fist?

Coulson was taken aback.

"Qi"?

Is it really that mysterious power from the East?
Mei, your tone is not right, do you care about Iron Fist, want to see him so much?
Coulson was not in the mood for emotion.

He looked around, but saw no sign of the Winter Soldier.

He was gone, and so was the box.

Where did it go?

"Look at the footprints on the ground!" Melinda said suddenly.

Coulson came to his senses and quickly observed.

Melinda is worthy of being an action expert, and she is much better than herself in this area. These footprints are indeed problematic.

This is not an urban area, it is surrounded by wilderness, and the ground is not an asphalt road, but dirt.

The Winter Soldier, like the US team, has a much higher body density than ordinary people, coupled with hard mechanical arms, mysterious boxes, and extremely fast running speed, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

And between these deep footprints that are far apart from each other, there are footprints that are farther away and relatively shallower, and...

Traces of rolling on the ground.

you still need to ask?

Coulson took a deep breath and looked in the direction where the footprints disappeared:

"The Iron Fist hunts down the Winter Soldier!"

"His target is that box!"

"The director must be notified immediately!"

(End of this chapter)