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There will not be another Tyrant Talos for a long time to come.

A height of about 3 meters is actually the ideal limit for conventional T-virus biochemical weapons. This is basically the case for the "Tyrant" series, which is determined by the limitations of the T-virus itself.

If the body is raised to 10 meters, the energy consumed by the body will increase exponentially. Without energy replenishment, it is impossible to exercise for a long time; and the T virus tissue has become so huge that it is easy to undergo irreversible distortion and growth when injured.

For example, like the previous 'Nemesis', she was injured too much and ended up multiplying desperately and turning into a biochemical tree without legs.

It is very likely that it will lose its combat value because of this.

In the fragmented memories of Mrs. Viper in her mind, the huge form of Tyrant Talos in front of Watson was actually still in the experimental stage and should not appear on the battlefield at all. Especially the giant electromagnetic gun. The research and development cost of several billion is enough to arm an army.

It may not be stable to use yet.

Moreover, if the huge energy backpack on its body is destroyed, then the huge body and the electromagnetic gun will lose their energy supply. At that time, the tyrant Talos will gradually succumb to the instinct of eating and survival, and completely lose control regardless of friend or foe.

But now, the smart chip developed by Howard allows this biochemical mechanical monster to display extremely terrifying combat effectiveness before its energy is exhausted. If Commander Sergei can find a way to put supplies into it, then maybe this thing can transform into a perpetual motion machine.

Watson really doesn't want to care about this.

Even if it is S.H.I.E.L.D. who is being chased away.

If Mrs. Carter is in danger, Watson is quite willing to help. As for Nick Fury, forget it. After all, they have no friendship. If they really meet, it is more likely that the two sides will become enemies.

Watson was off to the side.

Luper was in trouble.

Judging from the number of soldiers on the field, it is not impossible to get around from the side. But once you leave this place, you will directly enter the vast Akurey Mountains, where trying to find transportation is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Walking by foot is the last option.

And who knows how many biological monsters there are in the mountains? The Umbrella Company's desperate counterattack forced the Wolf Pack team into a dilemma. And the huge tide of corpses that may appear behind him at any time is forcing Luper to make a decision as soon as possible.

At this moment, Watson saw a familiar figure.

"Um...give me the telescope."

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Damn Dugan jumped out of the Hummer before it hit the brakes. His body was covered with smoke and bullet dust, and even half of the brim of his favorite jazz hat was scorched.

"Is this all support?"

Nick Fury, who was also covered in gray, followed closely behind, struggling to raise his head against the smoke and dust and glance at the Black Hawk helicopter above. The dazzling heat from the muzzle of the heavy machine gun next to him reflected a layer of yellow light on his sweaty black face: "I think to deal with that guy, we have to call in several bomber squadrons."

Ten minutes ago.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. team that broke into the hive base was attacked. The opponent was not an armed soldier, but hundreds of biochemical weapons and nearly a thousand infected people. The mastermind hiding behind the scenes seems to have some strange means to drive the actions of these monsters.

SHIELD, which originally had heavy weapons, was fully capable of handling this tough battle, but the appearance of the biochemical mechanical gorilla changed the situation. The agents soon experienced firsthand how terrifying biochemical weapons with long-range attack capabilities are.

What’s even more terrifying is that it will also find supplies on its own.

In addition to the side mission of finding Watson, the main order issued by Peggy Carter was to completely destroy the Umbrella Group's hive underground base and try its best to eliminate relevant experimental data and research results.

Everyone misjudged the difficulty of this mission.

Not every secret base has a self-destruct device.

The agents had to disperse their manpower into various laboratories and manually destroy the remaining experimental materials and information. With the help of high explosives, the hive base was eventually destroyed - but only collapsed. Based on Captain Dugan's years of experience in covert operations, there are many ways to dig out secrets.

As a veteran who fought all the way during World War II, Damn Dugan saw it more clearly than many people. He understood Director Carter's real intention in issuing this order, which was to prevent anyone from obtaining research information related to these biological and chemical weapons.

Including S.H.I.E.L.D. itself.

Also includes the federal military.

Although she never admitted it herself.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows very well that Peggy Carter has always had a negative attitude towards matters related to human enhancement.

On that day in August 1944, she lost her beloved Steve Rogers. In the following decades, a series of ugly behaviors displayed by people in pursuit of strength, immortality, and attempts to copy "Captain America" ​​gradually made her disgusted and even hostile to this.

During the period when she was gradually becoming paranoid, Peggy Carter was even unwilling to use the anti-aging potion developed by SHIELD itself. She is not completely opposed to using technology to extend life, she is just wary of the ambition and greed involved.

It is precisely because of this long-term implicit position that Peggy Carter is increasingly at odds with the main tone of the Federation. In recent years, young forces represented by Thaddeus Ross have been rapidly replacing those old generals, and have gradually regarded Peggy Carter as a thorn in their side.

"I've called for bombing support!"

The second lieutenant commander held up his dirty helmet: "But it will take at least 8 minutes for them to arrive!"

Pointing at the behemoth that had just rushed into the battlefield a hundred meters away, he shouted at the top of his lungs at Captain Dugan: "That damn thing can't be dealt with by a heavy machine gun!"

Strictly speaking, the infantry platoon led by the second lieutenant to come to Raccoon City to meet SHIELD was completely a "private operation." Of course, the second lieutenant himself had no idea about this. His superior officer issued a task, and as a soldier, he had to carry it out.

As for why this private operation could call for bombing support... Peggy Carter's connections are just old, not gone.

If we don’t use more of it now, will we keep it in our graves?

The old lady has only a few years to live, and no one wants to arouse this woman's final madness. The dispatch of dozens of infantrymen and several bombers is not a big deal. If someone notices it, just declare it as a military exercise. Anyway, when those in power send people to do private work, they often use similar excuses.

"All right!"

Captain Dugan leaned closer to the second lieutenant in front of him to ensure that he could hear his words clearly: "Have your people retreat into the railway dispatch center at the back! Use those train cars as bunkers, we need to hold on..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange and huge sound of electricity rang out. Captain Dugan immediately turned his gaze and saw that the cannon muzzle in the hands of the huge monster in the distance had begun to accumulate energy.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Pushing the ensign in front of him away, Captain Dugan quickly ran towards the Humvee. Without his warning, the vehicles the agents were traveling in dispersed spontaneously. This electromagnetic gun is a complete roll call of death for ground units with limited speed, and it is almost impossible to miss.

The good thing is that it occasionally fails.

On the way to escape, more than a dozen agents had died under this cannon. Fortunately, the mage team in the sky had been trying its best to attract the gorilla's attention with its high-speed fighter planes, otherwise Captain Dugan suspected that his group of men might have been gone.

"Fighter fuel is about to reach warning standards."

Captain Konok of the Mage Team reported bad news on the headset: "We will launch all ammunition in the next attack, and the return journey will take at least 2 hours to resupply. Sorry, we will not be able to continue to provide support in the future."

"Copy that, thanks for the support."

After confirming that Captain Dugan on the ground had received the message, Konok pressed the communication button: "Let's start, boys, give this gorilla one last shot before we leave. As usual, be careful to avoid that cannon!"

Under his command, six F-6 fighter jets formed a ground attack formation, flying towards Tyrant Talos like fighting falcons.

boom!

The electromagnetic gun in his hand fired towards the sky, and a beam of light that almost pierced the entire sky shot out from the muzzle. The fighter planes in the sky were well prepared for this and rolled away continuously to avoid the attack.

Looking at the clouds that were pierced into a giant hole at that moment, Watson could only sigh at the power of science.

The F-16 fleet successfully launched an attack, and a dozen missiles and dense cannons instantly enveloped Tyrant Talos. At its feet, many zombies were affected by the explosion, and with the deafening sound, they turned into charcoal.

"Roar!!!!"

A roar came from the fire and smoke, as if to retaliate against the opponent's attack. Tyrant Talos jumped up on the spot, and his body actually rotated 180° in mid-air, facing the direction where the F-16 fighters left.

This was followed by a series of missile ignition sounds.

Before people could recover from the noise of this behemoth landing, the missile launcher on the shoulder of Tyrant Talos locked the positions of those aircraft. More than a dozen missiles flew out of the launcher nest one after another, biting the tail of the fighter jet in a long arc.

Didi didi! !

The alarm in the cockpit was blaring wildly, and Konok felt very calm. The opponent launches an attack in such a short period of time, and this distance basically belongs to the missile's no-escape zone. If you simply want to avoid missiles by maneuvering, it is tantamount to a daydream.

The only hope is interference bombs.

After calculating the appropriate release time on the radar screen, I pressed the release button with sweaty fingers. A series of hot flames were ejected from the underbelly of the fighter plane while it was making a sharp turn. Under the dark night sky, the light red light of the hot flame bombs flashed across the smooth hatch cover like lightning.

next second.

The siren disappeared instantly as if being strangled.

The tense nerves relaxed at this moment, and Konok quickly called out to the team members: "Is everyone okay? Check the body condition of each one. We are preparing to evacuate..."

Just when the word 'retreat' was about to come out of his mouth, the scene in front of him stopped him abruptly. I saw the new team member codenamed 'Trigger', controlling the fighter plane to perform a stall maneuver and pounce towards the monster on the ground again!

The wings on both sides of the F-16 were trembling visibly to the naked eye, and it was obviously stretched to the limit. The overload force generated during such a sharp turn is simply unbearable for normal people. How did Trigger avoid fainting?

"Trigger!"

Konok saw that there were two Sidewinder missiles on Trigger's aircraft, and the other party obviously wanted to launch one last attack.