The God of Death in American Comics

Who are you talking about? Do I know this person? Li Larsen's mind was filled with questions.

After thinking about it, he hung up the communication without saying a single harsh word.

"Bang" a dull sound like farting came, and a burst of dust fell from the head.

Lilarson knew that the entrance to the sewer had been blown open, and the sound of a firefight came from the entrance. S.h.i.e.l.d. He knew which department it was, S.H.I.E.L.D.

These elites selected from various units are approaching.

"Quick, quick, quick" Li Larson kept waving.

At the sewer entrance on G Street.

Coulson stood at the entrance wearing a body armor and yelled, "Look where the consultant is."

Ye Feng disappeared from sight in an instant without saying a word, but Coulson was shocked.

"I'm back. There was a secret whistle over there just now. I took care of it. The other party already knew that we were coming. How is the situation here?" Ye Feng's voice sounded, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Coulson. .

"Can you change the way you appear next time? I'm afraid my gun will go off." Coulson suggested, then pointed at the entrance. "The attack was not going very well. The team members were blocked at the entrance. The opponent used the terrain at the corner of the sewer to temporarily Blocking us, the headquarters has transmitted the channel map below, but our tactical team is working on a solution."

"Show me the map." Ye Feng interrupted.

Colson's eyes flashed, as if he felt Ye Feng's distress, and was a little surprised. However, after thinking about Killian, who was seven or eight stories high, he should be more anxious than the other party.

He quickly reached out and took out his phone and pressed it. The sewer map was projected, with red dots and blue dots marked on it.

"The red ones are the enemies that have been detected. The ones hiding in the dark have not been detected yet. The blue ones are our own people. We are preparing to break through from here, here and here." Coulson said seriously road.

"Where is the black space here?" Ye Feng pointed to a dark place on the projection.

"I don't know, there is an abnormal magnetic field there," Colson muttered with his brows raised as he spoke, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go down first, and then you guys will follow. That's no problem," Ye Feng said.

"The action team will cooperate with you." Coulson replied seriously.

five minutes later.

"Tick-tock-tock..." In the sewer, water droplets dripped from the leaking water pipe.

Kurt, a short American, General Ross's confidant, Sergeant Major.

Quietly leaning against the wall to calm his heartbeat, those elite combatants almost rushed in. Although they relied on the familiar terrain to repel the opponent, five people on their side actually died in the moment of the exchange of fire. , and this is still in the case of a sneak attack.

The guards here are not the kind of gangsters on the street who only know about extortion. These people are all the confidants trained by General Ross. Because the light is too dark, Kurt cannot see the logo on the other party's clothes clearly, but Leilason has already Revealed the other party's information, S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap"

The sound of a person's footsteps came from the opposite side. Is the other party attacking again? But the sound of footsteps is that of a person.

Kurt held the shotgun in his hand. In this sewer environment, the shotgun was undoubtedly a threatening weapon.

Nodding to one of his men at the opposite corner, Kurt motioned for cover. After receiving the feedback, Kurt took a deep breath.

Squatting down, leaning out, aiming at the target, Kurt did not hesitate to pull the trigger within the 1.5 seconds limit of the telescopic gun.

"Bang da da" three gunshots sounded almost at the same time, and the wall tile on Kurt's head was smashed by a bullet. He retreated and swallowed, leaving a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

As for the other bullet, if you look at the men at the opposite corner, you will know that a bullet that flew from nowhere hit the center of the eyebrow directly. The brain exploded directly from the back of the head and splashed into the sewer pipe. If he hadn't been in advance Squatting down, he would probably look similar to his subordinates.

"Huhuhu" I can't get away this time. Kurt feels that death is approaching. If these elite soldiers want to attack, they can't hold it with just a few people. Unless it's impossible in the laboratory, those experimental products can't distinguish between friend and foe. .

En's breathing became very heavy, and Kurt, who was highly nervous, was keenly aware of the changes in the air.

This feeling is that the experimental subject's ability is wrong, and the experimental subject's feeling is different from this.

suddenly.

"Ah" screams came from the bunker on the opposite side. A man on guard with a gun had his hands chopped off with a sharp weapon and fell to the ground.

The moment the companion on the side turned around, a black shadow flashed, and the other party's head spun and fell down with the inertia.

"Da da da.".

Just as Kurt was about to take aim with his gun, he was suppressed by the opponent's fire, and a ricochet almost hit his right leg.

He reached out and took off a grenade from his waist, turned on the firing pin, and took advantage of the dim environment of the sewer. With a strong movement of his wrist, the grenade was thrown out from a strange angle.

This grenade, Kurt felt, would definitely be able to kill a wave of people on the other side.

Kurt judged that the distance between the two sides was not far in the first place. When he was suppressed, his men were attacked by something unknown. It only took a moment for the SHIELD special operations team on the opposite side to rush over and blow his head.

But the moment they run over, they will be greeted by a high-explosive grenade.

Three two one, Kurt thought silently in his mind.

"Boom" A violent explosion and flames came from the side.

The grenade exploded, but not in the passage, but in the middle of the crowd of his own people.

Violent fire swept through the dim space of the sewer. If the surrounding gas pipes hadn't been secretly replaced because it was their home base, this high-explosive grenade would have caused a large-scale collapse and explosion.

The fire of the grenade also illuminated a black figure, which seemed to be the god of death from hell. He was wearing a black kimono and black trousers, and was waving a death-sentencing katana in his hand.

"what".

"Da da da".

"Bang bang bang".

No matter how the guards in the sewer resisted, many figures had fallen down in the passage, and new bodies fell every second.

Kurt was suppressed by the combatants on the opposite side in his hiding place, and half of his left side was injured by the explosion just now. He could hardly hold on, let alone support him.

If conditions permit, he just wants to summon medical soldiers.

Looking at the battle on the side, Kurt seemed to have given up struggling. Although he was holding a shotgun in one hand, the other hand had already touched a grenade on his waist. This grenade was not meant to be thrown, but a glorious one. bomb.

"call out"

Breathing began to become difficult, and he seemed to be soaking in a pool. A young man wearing strange clothes appeared in front of Kurt. Is this the God of Death? The pain coming from his body had already alarmed Kurt's brain. He knew that he was about to He fainted, and he didn't know if what he saw in front of him was his hallucination.

But it’s not even close. It’s just a little bit close. Why can’t I move my hands? Move quickly.

The right hand seemed extremely heavy, and the hand holding the grenade couldn't use any strength.

The sword flashed, and Kurt seemed to see his headless body in a trance. It turned out that half of his body had been burned like this. No wonder it hurt so much, but now everything was relieved.

But Kurt always has a question, why hasn't the opponent's elite combat team arrived to support him after so long?