Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"Are you ready Bullseye?" At night, on a high building opposite the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch in New York, Anthony asked calmly to the Bullseye next to him who was already alive and well under DR's stylish treatment.

After hearing his boss's question, the heavily armed Bullseye stared at the building opposite with a fierce look and said fiercely: "Ready, boss."

"Very well, I originally planned to give this task to Gin, but since you strongly requested it, I will hand it over to you." Anthony blew out a smoke ring and said softly: "My only request is One, that is, the target must not be allowed to live until tomorrow."

"Don't worry, boss, I will never make the same mistake again, and I will never give them any chance to come back." Bullseye pulled the goggles down, and then pressed the waist of the combat uniform he was wearing. With a click of a button, the entire figure disappeared from Anthony's sight in a blur.

"S.H.I.E.L.D., I hope your modified human can be more durable." Anthony blew out smoke rings.

Now that Bullseye has woken up, Anthony naturally knows why he failed at that time. Although the time was relatively short and there were too few blood and tissue samples left behind by the other party's transformed people, Anthony did not find the absolute weakness of those transformed people.

However, after dr fashion related experiments, it was found that they seem to be relatively weak in resistance to high temperatures. Therefore, Anthony immediately changed the plan. In addition to the people from the Ten Rings Gang, a large number of clones were added to gather a total of 100 unstable terminal virus carriers, and at the same time, they equipped them with a large number of heat-resistant weapons, and bombs.

There are so many high-temperature human bombs out there, and their transformed humans are just pieces of iron, and they have to be roasted and fucked.

Over at the New York branch, the one-eyed director ended another day of busy life.

Just when he was about to go to the ward to see his old friend Punisher, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and then go to rest, a violent roar suddenly came along with a slight vibration in the room, making the one-eyed director's expression change.

Walking quickly back to the table, the one-eyed director mobilized relevant surveillance videos distributed throughout the branch and contacted his adjutant via communication video: "Hill, what happened?"

"Sorry, Director, it's not clear yet. I'm sending someone to inquire." Hill was actually blinded by the sudden explosion. After all, she was just an agent in peacetime. The local agent headquarters was attacked. This This was the first time she had met him in her life.

"Sir Hill, it's not good." At this moment, the director of the New York SHIELD branch suddenly broke into Hill's room and said anxiously: "A group of people are attacking our branch, and our agents can't resist it." , can you please ask people from the general bureau who are stationed in the branch to support you?"

"Who did this storm?" Before Hill could express his position, the one-eyed director's voice came out from the video communicator.

Since Director One-Eyed has always attached great importance to his own safety, few people in the main bureau who were temporarily assigned to the SHIELD branch knew about his coming to the SHIELD branch. All orders for dispatching personnel to the New York branch were actually issued by Hill, so even the director of the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. in front of him didn't know that such a great person was in his bureau.

Although the "Director" was a little unprepared for the sudden appearance of the voice of his agency's boss, his special agent skills still allowed him to react. He quickly stood at attention while looking at Hill's flipped communicator video, waiting for the one-eyed director's questioning.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense," the one-eyed director said impatiently: "What happened?"

"That's it," the branch director saw the rather unkind expression of his director in the video. He quickly took a few steps forward and opened the computer in front of Hill. After a few operations, he quickly adjusted the one-eyed director for a long time. The relevant surveillance video that has not been retrieved is presented in front of the video communicator.

"These are the people who suddenly launched an attack on us. The abilities of this group of people are quite weird. The agents of our branch are helpless against them, so I remembered the support from the people stationed at the headquarters." The director of the branch pointed to the people in the surveillance screen. The figure with a reddish glow all over his body that made people feel the hot breath rushing towards his face explained.

"Is this a person with abilities?" the one-eyed director asked with narrowed eyes.

"Probably not," the director of the branch said while operating the computer to play back the previous surveillance records: "Director, you see, the abilities possessed by so many of them are almost exactly the same, so it is impossible for them to be capable people. It could be an organization or a genetically modified person from a research institution."

"I understand, are you transforming people?" The one-eyed director took a deep look at the figures whose bodies emitted a faint red light and could recover quickly even after being injured, and then coldly began to issue an order: "Hill, send someone immediately Go to support the colleagues in the branch and call on Mei and Barton. In addition, we must prepare for evacuation. After all, we don’t know whether the other party has follow-up troops, so take away relevant things that can be taken away, and try to take away as much as possible that cannot be taken away. destroy."

"Understood." After receiving the order, Hill began to quickly enter the state, while asking the branch chief and Hawkeye in front of him to meet up to see if they could repel these attackers. On the other side, they personally went to arrange the destruction and transfer of relevant items, and were ready to evacuate at any time.

The one-eyed director on the other side is also preparing to evacuate. No matter whether this place can be captured or not, he does not intend to stay any longer. It is his credo to be prepared for everything and never take risks personally. It is precisely in this way that he can live until now.

"What the hell are these monsters? Why can't they be killed?" In the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., they were on the front line of fighting against the carriers of the terminal virus. The agents were pouring bullets at the figures that were emitting a faint red light from time to time. While yelling angrily.

What the hell are these things in front of you? If you get close, they will burn, if you touch them, they will be damaged. The weapons in your hands will completely explode on your side. The most important thing is that their resilience is super strong. The bullets in their hands that can blow off a person's head are actually incapable of showing any power on their bodies. The scars as big as the mouth of a bowl actually healed in a moment. It simply challenges the cognitive limits of these agents.

Are we living creatures living on the same planet, or are we disabled and not fully evolved?

"Support? Why hasn't the support from the bureau arrived yet?" With so many people from the SHIELD bureau staying at the branch, as long as you are not blind, even the dullest person will notice it. Therefore, when these agents from the branch faced a force majeure enemy, they immediately thought of the personnel of the general bureau.

We have no experience in dealing with this kind of monster. People from the General Administration are running around everywhere. They should have corresponding methods to deal with it.

I have to say that the agents from these branches did have good intentions, but unfortunately, the support from the general bureau did not bring any change to the unfavorable situation. Except for the experimental subjects transferred by Director One-Eyed from SHIELD's special laboratory somewhere in New York State, other members of the Directorate, including Hawkeye, also have one head and one mouth, so they are also the same when facing the Extremis Virus. It’s a layer upon layer of collapse.

"Barton, how are you doing there?" Hill took advantage of the opportunity to destroy the documents and asked Hawkeye through the communicator.

"The situation is very bad," Hawkeye flew to dodge the attacks of the desperate virus attackers on the opposite side. He drew his bow and arrow, and hit a target again. Then he glanced at the fire that was spitting out everywhere, and even directly ignited a modified S.H.I.E.L.D. The carrier of the Human Desperate Virus looked solemnly and said: "These enemies are very difficult to deal with, and it is difficult to defeat them with our existing equipment. Even the Night Model's modified humans were defeated by the high temperature emanating from their bodies."

At this moment, the fire bloomed in front of Eagle Eye, and a TNT explosive air wave with an equivalent of no less than one kilogram carried unimaginable high temperature and swept around in the form of a shock wave. That is to say, Eagle Eye saw the opportunity very early and was on the spot. He rolled out of the effective range of this high-temperature shock wave, otherwise he might have been directly burned to the point of being seriously injured and dying like several other people who had no time to dodge.

"Moreover, these guys seem to be good at self-destruction, and their power is quite astonishing," Eagle Eyes stared solemnly at the central area with the most destructive power, and continued to report seriously.

"Understood, since this is the case, you should also prepare and lead people to break out immediately." Hearing this, Hill couldn't help but accelerate the progress of evacuation preparations, and at the same time pressed the evacuation alarm of the branch.

"I know, I'll arrange it right away," Hawkeye responded as he opened his bow and shot an arrow.

They heard the alarm to retreat and the instructions from their respective commanders. No matter they were agents from the branch or the main bureau, they couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to face this kind of enemy who was untouchable, invincible, and who couldn't tell when he would self-destruct.

Agents are people too.

Including the logistics personnel, the people here are all specially trained agents. Therefore, after the order to retreat was issued, no matter what they are doing now, the branch began to methodically look for opportunities and routes to prepare to withdraw from here.

Just for a moment, SHIELD could still breathe, and they all embarked on the road to escape. Of course, compared to ordinary agents, those with strong strength have more advantages, such as Hawkeye.

The special long arrows in his hand were as powerful as meteors, and one after another opened a smooth path to the sky for him in the blink of an eye. Therefore, he was also the first person in S.H.I.E.L.D. to withdraw from the New York branch, apart from Director One-Eye and Hill and other people who were responsible for transferring data and items.

Looking at the streets of New York, where the crowds were rioting due to the explosions and fires, Hawkeye couldn't help but relax his tense spirit and showed an expression of someone who was surviving the disaster.

"Damn it, who dared to attack us?" Hawkeye, who was slightly relaxed, couldn't help but look back at the still burning SHIELD New York branch and gritted his teeth: "Don't let me know who you are, or I will let you You regret your actions today.”

Crisp applause sounded, and a voice he couldn't forget appeared around him: "I want to see how you can make me regret it."

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