Marvel's Cyber ​​Winter Soldier

Chapter 216 209. Cross and Fox
Brooklyn, a high-rise residential building.

In a certain house on the top floor, sitting in front of the window of the master bedroom, was a man with a handsome, angular face of typical Germanic origin. He looked about 30 years old.

And in front of him was a very peculiar rifle. The length of the barrel alone was nearly two meters, and the caliber of the barrel also exceeded that of an anti-material sniper rifle.

Next to the long gun, there is also a target scope. After explaining the same long scope on the gun for a while, the man tilted his head to look at the target scope.

The object of his observation was not a girl changing clothes or a lady practicing yoga in the opposite building, but an inpatient building of a hospital.

The man just observed quietly, and just tilted his head for the whole afternoon, and these two movements, as well as breathing, and silently muttering something in his mouth from time to time, proved that he was not a wax figure.

Until the sky was getting dark, the man was still "never tired of it", but suddenly, behind him, at the door of the room, a slim and beautiful figure appeared silently.

This is a woman who is six or seven years younger than a man. She has golden brown wavy long hair. Zhang's bright red thick lips and big mouth interpreted this temptation to the extreme.

The woman opened her vermilion lips lightly, her voice was hoarse and lazy, like a female leopard taking a nap, "Aren't you bored? Just sit for a day."

The sudden sound that broke the calm did not make the man even a little bit surprised. He just asked in a slightly dry voice without looking back, "Do you have instructions?"

"You are so boring. I really don't know if you, a guy who can not say a word for three days, would any woman fall in love with you? Hey, you are still a..."

For the woman's teasing, the man was not angry, and he still said in the tone of Gujing Wubo, "Order, if there is no order, continue to watch the wind."

"Here, I haven't learned how to decode the latest instruction just sent, you can read it yourself."

The woman reached out to her chest, and from the deep career line clamped by the leather vest, she took out a small piece of brand new raw-edged linen, and threw it lightly, and it was about to be thrown on top of the man's head.

The man seems to have eyes in the back of his head, or is too familiar with women's routines. He stretches out his hand and pinches the cloth, and then passes the cloth to a magnifying lens attached to the telescope to watch carefully.

He took out a notebook and a pen from his jacket pocket with one hand, and wrote while writing on a piece of cloth. After a while, he wrote a line—Morgan Blackhand, 2000~2003...

After the man finished writing, he looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist, which showed 7:58. He quickly glanced at the target mirror, set up his long gun, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

At this time, even the woman who had been teasing the man didn't dare to breathe.

And just when the second hand on the man's watch returned to zero and it showed eight o'clock... Boom!

As he pulled the trigger, flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and a ten-centimeter-long bullet covered with patterns flew out!

After the bullet was shot, the three structures at the head, middle and tail rotated at different speeds, and the tail part was the first to break away, and the bullet also turned around, drawing an arc, but it changed from the hospital building that was directly facing him to observe. parallel flight.

Then the structure in the middle of the bullet rotated away, and changed direction again, so as to bypass the corner of a building between the two buildings, and finally captured the room on the far side of the hospital building where he had no shooting angle. inside!

At this time, the woman had already quietly touched the target mirror, watched the man shoot her, and couldn't help admiring, "Even I, every time I watch you shoot, I feel amazing, how on earth did you master this magical shooting technique?" , do you have to be single?"

"Go..." The man remained indifferent, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"Be careful!" But just as he was about to get up, there was a sudden sound of a jet engine, from far to near, and he also saw something outside the window, his eyes widened all of a sudden, he said caution, and immediately aimed his gun again!
Bang!
But before he could pull the bolt of the gun, a black figure suddenly smashed through the window, with splashes of broken glass, and the covering curtains, and slammed into the opposite wall fiercely...!

"Fox!" The man turned around abruptly, and pulled out a semi-automatic pistol that looked like a flintlock from his pocket, only to find that the black figure fell to the ground, and the curtain rolled him and his companion into a ball.

This made him dare not shoot, but suddenly his pupils shrank and then enlarged, his face flushed, and he burst out at a speed far exceeding ordinary people, and suddenly kicked over!
Although there are curtains, he can still tell the size of the figure!

"Well!"

He kicked the figure on the head, and he groaned instantly.

But the kicker let out a muffled groan, because he felt that what he kicked was not his head, but an iron ball!
This made him kick almost with all his strength, but it made his feet hurt, and he even bruised his ankle!

No, he remembered that what he saw was a guy who looked like a big bird with strange metal wings on his back, and he also saw half-length black hair, why not only did the metal wings disappear, but also turned into a steel helmet ?

Bang bang bang!
However, at this moment, the two rolled into a ball, and three shots were heard!

The man heaved a sigh of relief. With his keen hearing, he recognized the sound of their proprietary guns, and Fox fired!

Sure enough, Fox's voice came from behind the curtain, "Cross! You bastard, why don't you help me get it out!"

A man named Cross hurried over on tiptoe to release Fox from the curtain, and also saw the person who attacked them. It turned out to be a man with semi-long slightly curly hair, wearing goggles and a mask.

This made Cross suddenly feel vaguely uncomfortable.

"How dare you take advantage of my old lady, bah!"

With disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, Fox, who had just had a fight with a strange man, had an expression of displeasure on his face, and was about to reach out to touch the man's face.

"Fox, don't!"

"Beauty, you've wronged me. I just didn't choose a good landing angle, so I just found a buffer, but the hand feels really good..."

Sure enough, Fox reached out to take off the man's goggles, and saw a pair of eyes full of joking smiles!
And Cross hurriedly raised his gun, but was snatched away by a big hand!

"This gun is interesting, did you make it yourself?"

flutter!
But at this moment, thinking that the attacker was wearing some kind of body armor, Fox reached out to his waist, drew out the claw knife, and stabbed it into... the attacker's hand!

Fox was only dazzled, the attacker actually snatched the dagger from her with a speed that she couldn't capture even after inducing a super-speeding heartbeat, and a huge force that she couldn't compete with at all!
(End of this chapter)