Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 211
Truck tractor?

What the hell is this?How could such a thing appear?
Everyone, including Mars, was stunned.

However, there was a symbiosis spaceship, and no one was careless.

Mars, who had already put on a black mask, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and a warhammer appeared in his hand.

Tilting his head, Mars walked towards the truck and said, "For these inexplicable things, just smash them up!"

Coulson was startled, and hurriedly stopped Mars, saying: "Stop, don't be impulsive! Let my people check it first!"

There is great curiosity and hope within S.H.I.E.L.D. for these things from other worlds.

To put it simply and bluntly, even if it is a pile of shit, the researchers of S.H.I.E.L.D. will study and analyze it carefully to see what is different about it.

So how could he just let Mars destroy it like this.

Mars shrugged and said, "You can check, but my suggestion is to dismantle that thing."

It's a bit baffling!
What truck is coming!

Some demons, monsters, let him collect souls, okay?

Damn truck head!

Mars glanced at the front of the truck unhappily.

Coulson snickered, and started looking for someone to check the front of the truck.

After a few minutes, the result appeared.

"Sir, that's the front of a truck."

Coulson smiled, patted Mars on the shoulder, and said, "We took it away."

Mars frowned, and said: "I think you should check it carefully, or it would be better to dismantle this thing directly."

Coulson said helplessly: "Mars, you have to ask me to bring something to the business!"

For such a long time, they have never obtained anything useful from the space-time rift, and all the things that came out were killed by Mars, and even the corpse was not left to them.

"And..." Coulson laughed, and said, "Don't worry, they can still tell the difference between a truck head, they are professionals!"

Mars sighed and said, "It's up to you."

He's really not interested in any truck head.

Turning around and getting into the car, Mars drove away.

Coulson laughed, patted the truck, and said, "Take this thing back."

"Yes, sir!"

Soon, a tow truck came and towed the truck away.

The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. left slowly, and soon disappeared on the construction site.

On the way back to S.H.I.E.L.D....

Coulson, who was sitting in the car, looked back at the truck behind him and shook his head helplessly.

Unexpectedly, the thing that proved the success of their instrument for detecting space-time cracks turned out to be a truck head!

He thought it was some kind of monster.

"However, that's fine, nothing unexpected will happen."

The corner of Coulson's mouth slightly raised, and after taking out the phone, he called Nick Fury who was waiting for news.

The phone rang once and was picked up.

"Coulson, what's going on?"

"Everything is going well, Director, the space-time monitor is a success!"

"Very good!" Nick Fury's voice was full of joy, and he said, "Where's Mars? Is he there?"

"Yeah!" Coulson laughed.

Nick Fury sneered: "Isn't that bastard's expression wonderful?"

"It's okay, but..." Coulson paused and said, "Mars should be able to guess the reason."

"Guess it if you guess it!" Nick Fury said indifferently: "I just want that guy to know that we have a way!"

"By the way, what kind of monster appeared this time? You solved it very quickly! Did Mars make a move? Did you get anything?"

Coulson said helplessly, "A truck head."

"Truck head?" Nick Fury cursed in a low voice: "You only got one truck head? That bastard Mars destroyed them all?"

If Mars wants to destroy what came out, they really can't stop it!
"No, Director!" Coulson said: "I mean, there is only one truck that appeared this time!"

After a moment of silence, Nick Fury said lightly: "Bring it back."

When the words fell, he hung up the phone directly.

"Haha!" Coulson couldn't help laughing.

He could think of Nick Fury's series of psychological changes. If his director was a person with a lot of expressions, during this phone call, his face would be the same as that of Huaguo's... face change, yes, and It's a fight to change your face.

Putting down the phone, Coulson straightened his clothes, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

He has not had a good rest for two days in a row.

The task this time was surprisingly simple, and he could take some time to take a nap.

The heavy eyelids closed quickly, and within half a minute, Coulson snored lightly.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud explosion sounded beside Coulson. Coulson, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, grasped the weapon at his waist, and looked back.

For an instant, he froze.

"Fuck! What's that?"

Coulson opened his mouth and cursed in a low voice.

A gigantic silver metal giant!

Pieces of metal are precisely connected together to form a body full of mechanical beauty. There is a big hole in the chest, and a pair of golden eyes are embedded in the head, forming a slightly ferocious and temperatureless face.

Coulson looked very ugly.

How did this thing appear?
Looking at the silver-gray truck tractor that had disappeared, Coulson thought of an answer that made him feel absurd.

Could it be that this thing is the front of the silver truck just now?

"Ask for help!"

"Sir! That monster is just the head of the truck!"

"what!"

With a scream, Coulson watched as a car was evenly split in half by the metal giant's arm blade.

"boom!"

In the flames of the explosion, the metal giant stepped forward and walked past the ruins of the trailer that had been blown up by him. His body turned into pieces of metal, like flowing liquid, crossed the air, and formed the silver color in front of Coulson's eyes. truck and chased after them.

The speed is astonishingly fast!
Without Coulson yelling, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who was driving was already rushing down the road at the fastest speed.

"Whizzing!"

Several flame-spraying missiles flew out from the front of the truck and landed on the two vehicles with precision. After the people and the vehicle were blown to pieces, other missiles fell on the road, creating large craters.

The car in which Coulson was sitting turned around twice on the road, throwing all the people inside out, but Coulson was still pressing the communicator, calmly issuing orders.

"Go away!"

After the words fell, the four cars dispersed and left, while Coulson quickly made a phone call.

The first call was to Mars, who should be the closest to them, and the second call was to Nick Fury.

The content of the call is simple.

Help!

Encountered the attack of time and space monsters!
A silver mechanical giant!

Location Route [-]!

(End of this chapter)