Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 829 Wayland and the Alien

the next day.

S.H.I.E.L.D. continues to control the piercing machine produced by Stark Industries to make holes in the ice layer over there, but what is different from yesterday is that the black-tech German fighter plane buried deep in the ice layer has moved so much to the top. rice.

Don't underestimate the ten meters. Even Stark Industries' piercing machine will inevitably encounter the law that the deeper the ice layer, the more time it takes.

In the living room of the Aegis barracks.

The five-member team of Dr. Kruppen of the University of Oxford huddled together in shock and drank hot cocoa in their hands.

Mark and Coulson stood in front of a disembowelled corpse.

The dead body belonged to the big black one of the Oxford team.

A big hole in the belly of the big black one is clearly visible. The internal organs in the body seem to be dissolved by some substance. Even the opening of the hole is turned outwards. It looks like something is coming out of the belly of the big black one. up.

Coulson's eyebrows fluttered and he glanced at someone beside him.

If he remembered correctly, Coulson found that as long as he stayed with Director Louis, things would always get out of hand and become inexplicable, either full of science fiction or magic...

Coulson is alive and well here.

Mark was also rubbing his chin, staring at the big hole in his big black belly, and sipping his whiskey thoughtfully.

It is not surprising that there are aliens.

After all, in Mark's recovered memory, the Jagged Starfield is under the jurisdiction of the underworld, and the Predators on its planet are the main members of the underworld's execution and law enforcement team.

Yes.

There are all predators, and there are aliens that are not beyond Mark's expectations, but what Mark did not expect is to see aliens on the earth.

the reason is simple.

The Earth is guarded by the Ancient One, no matter how you say it, the Ancient One should not be the kind of person who sits and watches the Predator turn the Earth into a testing ground for their clan.

quite a while.

Mark turned to look at Dr. Kruppen who was drinking hot cocoa and stayed up all night, and said, "Doctor, do you mean that the alien you met came out of a mammoth?"

Kruppen looked up and nodded in shock.

Last night, just after Mark and Coulson left, the big black man also mentioned that he felt a little unwell after 10 minutes and went back to sleep first.

Dr. Kruppen and others didn't ask much.

After.

Dr. Kluppen re-analyzed the tissue cell sample taken by the big black man, but this time the sample was the same as the last time.

Cells are still alive.

Just when Dr. Kruppen and others were puzzled, the monitoring equipment connected to the mammoth suddenly started beeping.

next second.

With a bang, the belly of the mammoth elephant on the stage exploded instantly, and the foul-smelling green mucus directly covered the glass of the observation room.

Just as Dr. Kluppen scolded Fark.

boom.

The glass was instantly shattered by something, and then a hideous monster directly stretched out its claws and appeared at the glass window.

Fortunately, the glass in the observation room was unconventional, so that the hungry alien did not squeeze out immediately.

After that things are very simple.

Soon.

After each of the five members of the Oxford team basically restored what happened yesterday, they fell silent again.

Coulson beckoned to Alan Carter not far away and said, "Alan, take Dr. Kruppen and others to the lounge for a rest."

Dr. Crupen looked up at Coulson and said, "Thank you."

Coulson waved his hand.

After Dr. Kruppen and others left here under the leadership of Agent Allen, Coulson glanced at the body of the big black man and said to Mark: "So there is still a monster outside."

Mark nodded.

Coulson asked, "Where?"

Mark glanced at Coulson and said, "Is there any information fee?"

Coulson was dumbfounded and said: "This is an alien creature that will lodge, we should quickly find and get rid of him."

"That's right." Mark nodded in agreement with Coulson's words, but then said: "But I'm from the FBI, and I only deal with federal cases in New York State. This is not New York State. This is Antarctica."

Coulson opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back and took out the satellite phone from his pocket to contact the headquarters to report the situation here.

But Mark laughed and changed his words: "Don't worry, that monster can't run away. Are there other camps in this hundred miles apart from our two camps?"

Aliens are always hungry.

And hungry all the time.

This is especially true for newly born aliens.

After hearing the words, Coulson pointed to the guide and said, "Wayland Mining set up a camp about [-] kilometers away from us yesterday morning."

Mark was taken aback.

Wayland Mining?
Mine?

Mark asked: "Is that the company registered in the mainland, but headquartered in London, and Weiland Mining, which pays taxes at both ends?"

Coulson nodded.

Mark immediately said with a strange expression: "I remember that the Antarctic Convention seems to have such a land resource in Antarctica that cannot be exploited."

This convention was signed in [-]. The convention stipulates that Antarctica is only used for peaceful purposes, guarantees the freedom of scientific investigations in the Antarctic region, promotes international cooperation in scientific investigations, and prohibits all military activities and collection of land resources. , but it can make limited use of marine resources...

Coulson said: "About seven days ago, the activities in the Weiland camp were gradually active, and no equipment was entered in the name of scientific research."

seven days ago?
Mark looked at the ceiling and thought of one thing.

The Predator is definitely not coming.

Even the queen of the underworld couldn't break through the pentagram array he still placed on the earth without an edict, and the younger brother of the underworld and the most loyal supporters of the iron-blooded clan couldn't even get in.

Then the problem is coming.

Shouldn't the alien this time ask him to help wipe his ass?
Mark thoughtfully glanced at Coulson next to him.

Coulson was confused.

quite a while.

Mark sighed and said, "Let's go, anyway, your idol will probably not be unearthed for a while, so let's go to Weiland Mining to have a look."

Coulson said, "I'll report to our chief first."

"Please."

"Thank you."

After Coulson smiled at Mark, he took out his mobile phone and walked away by himself, while Mark pushed open the gate of the camp and went outside.

got windy.

Mark stared at the sky and smiled at the endless storm clouds in the distance.

at first.

When he knew that there was such a No. [-] company as Weiland in this world, he thought that Weiland was Weiland in the interstellar era.

But after investigation it happened that it wasn't.

More precisely.

This Weiland Mining should be the predecessor of Weiland Mining in the interstellar era.

Good guy.

This Weilander is dedicated and spares no effort, and the alien just got on it.

……

(End of this chapter)