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Hydra's base is built in the mountains.

Most of the mountain has been hollowed out, and the ground has been dug extremely deep. Rather than saying that the base is in the mountain, it is better to say that the base is covered by an empty shell of a mountain.

Of course, this was done for safety and concealment, and it happened to be convenient for these goblins.They were also worried that they would make too much noise and welcome weird onlookers!It turned out that Hydra was so caring.

So touching.

Mother Spider wove a large web with a wave of her hand, and the situation inside the base was clearly displayed everywhere on the web.

"Just so few people?" The tone sounded dissatisfied.

"It's not bad to have so many in a base, and it's not like ants like to live in densely packed together." Tara comforted.

"Well, well, what you said makes sense." Mother Spider frowned and reluctantly accepted the explanation, "Then go in directly."

"Really, isn't it unnecessary to bring so many people?" She murmured softly.

"I should have dragged Albert on if I knew it earlier, but that guy is too lazy to run long distances." The inch-cut uncle sighed and shook his head.

"Who told him to run slowly? Of course he doesn't bother to move if he runs slowly." The kangaroo didn't care.

"Who are they talking about?" Stark landed next to Tara, his face armor opened, with a curious look on his face, "Is there a special type that can fight?"

"Ah, that's not, well, it's not," Tara also temporarily removed the mask-she Stark gave her a new armor, which can be retracted into the bracelet when she transforms, " Albert is an anteater, you know, they have sharp claws."

Looking at the big monsters in front of him who were eager to try, Taranun said: "They probably think that if Albert is here, they can directly dig down the mountain or something like that?"

"...I thought we were talking about anteaters, not pangolins?" Stark couldn't understand this operation.

"It's really not, but it's... about the same?" Tara shrugged indifferently, "Anyway, if you need to make a hole or something, you will usually go to him."

"Okay, friends, stop chatting, it's time for us to work." Mother Spider twisted her wrist excitedly, and took the lead in jumping down from the small slope where she was hiding.

The ferocious spider legs pierced through the skin in an instant, and the black smoke wrapped around the whole body, ready to be completely transformed at any time.

"It's too much to want to leave us behind!" The uncle with an inch head laughed resonantly, as if he had installed a megaphone in his throat.

"Isn't he afraid to lure all the Hydras here?" Peter followed closely beside his girlfriend, with eight spider legs intertwined quickly - with Chabi's "friendly help", he was already able to control these legs very well.

"I think that's what he's thinking," Tara sighed. "It's not their style to sneak in. It's a pleasure just to be tough."

"Sweetheart is right." Kangaroo's semi-demonization is not as obvious as other people's. It's just that his feet have transformed into beast legs, and he can hardly see anything under the cover of his pants. "We can't sneak in." Such a difficult thing."

After chatting here for a few words, the speed slowed down a little. The spider couple who rushed to the front had easily destroyed the gate, and the heavy iron gate was no different from paper under their spider legs.

The inch-cut uncle chased after the two of them, his swollen figure squeezed the gap even bigger, and he evened out all the sharp edges.

"Little Tara and Peter are careful when they come in! Don't knock! Your mother's opening technique is too bad!" He still didn't forget to turn around and shout.

Then he was kicked angrily by the spider mother, and his body pressed a huge hole on the wall.

Lyrebird shook his head and passed him lightly: "Why do you say you bother? You just wanted to recruit her, and you were beaten again?"

"You can't say something nice." Cun Tou dug himself out of the wall, patted the dust, and turned his face to see Tara coming in from the "door".

"Oh! Little Tara! Come on, come on, how about walking with me?" He enthusiastically pulled Tara under his shoulders, "Let's go, let's not fight monsters with your parents!"

"Then I'll follow my sweetheart too." The kangaroo squeezed Tara's face affectionately, "Let's go, no one will beat you if it's later."

Don't say such violent words for such a lady dressed up... Tara pressed her temples with a headache.

"Chabi? Chabi!" The little rabbit had just jumped in, and Tara quickly stopped him, "Do you want to come along?"

"Tch, who wants to be with you!" Chabi waved his fist at her, with a faint red light shining from his eyes, "I'm still waiting to compare with you who has more heads!"

No, I don't want to compare this with you.Tarapi smiled but didn't smile, and chased her away with disgust: "I know, I know, let's go!"

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There was an uncle clearing the way ahead, the monitor lizard had rough skin and thick flesh, and its thick/strong long tail swept left and right. There was almost nothing left for future generations to fight. The young couple and Derek chatted while walking, and even wanted to yawn a little.

They used violence to clear the way all the way, smashing the surveillance if it went smoothly, and casually glanced at it if it didn't go smoothly.

It's no big deal for the hydra to know their whereabouts. Look at the bullets/bullets that hit the body without pain. To be honest, they really have nothing to worry about.

"My dad said that they have broken into the central area. He said that there are a lot of strangely dressed soldiers. The weapons/weapons they carry seem to be more advanced, and they will leave scratches on the shell. Let us pay more attention."

Tara rubbed her wrist, which was wrapped with her parents' spider silk, which was convenient for the family of three to communicate: "Especially Derek," Tara tilted his head, "I told you to be especially careful, your defense is not as strong as ours, maybe will get hurt."

"Hey, your dad is just worrying about it!" The uncle was almost one step away from being completely transformed into a monitor lizard, and the scales all over his body showed a beautiful blue color, "You just stay behind me, I still don't believe it. What weapon/weapon can penetrate my scales?"

"...My mother forced me to tell the story, saying that you will definitely be slapped in the face for speaking like this." Tara was shocked by her mother's childishness.

The uncle was about to say something when he was suddenly confronted by a machine and said, "What is this?"

"Ah, that! I know!" Peter, who had been of no help, raised his hand actively, "That's a mutant suppressor!"

"Uh, what's the use?" The uncle tentatively poked, a little dazed.

"It is used to suppress the abilities of mutants. It is said that mutants will not be able to use their abilities and become weak under the influence of this machine," Peter scratched his head, "Maybe Hydra treats us as mutants gone?"

"Is there such a thing? Being a mutant is too miserable!" Tara's eyes widened.

She rubbed her chin in embarrassment: "This machine looks quite expensive. Do you think Mr. Stark would want to take it for research?"

"I don't need it, thank you," Stark's voice sounded from the inside, and he snorted heavily, "This kind of cumbersome thing is only Hydra's idiots who still treat them as treasures."

Taking advantage of their short exchange, the Hydra on the opposite side probably felt that they had been restrained by the suppressor and could not move, so they rushed out from both sides proudly.

Well, looking at their expressions, it seems that they are quite surprised to see them standing upright.

Seeing that the one that should have a long tail still has a tail, and the one that should stretch out its legs still has all eight legs. They seem to wonder if they forgot to turn on the switch of the machine.

Perhaps they should check and re-enter?

Of course there is no such cost-effective option.

The monitor lizard rushed up with a flick of its tail. It was huge but extremely flexible. It pressed down one by one with its claws, and directly slapped them into the wall with a wave of its tail.

"Wow, it hurts to watch." Indifferently kicking the fish that slipped through the net, Derek sighed casually, without even looking at the mid-air, he made no sound, and flew upside down, hitting a soft ball in the corner of the wall.

Obviously your foot looks more painful.

Tara and Peter were in a state of almost doing nothing. They were just cubs, and it was too difficult to catch the leak in the hands of the big monster.

Tara almost gave up, knocking on the ground with her spider legs, watching the current battle wholeheartedly, and discussing with Peter from time to time.

"Isn't it good for us to fish like this?" Peter leaned closer, covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered.

"We didn't touch fish," Tara said confidently, "Aren't we always ready to make a move?"

Isn't this just fishing?Peter stared at her without words.

"Oh, why do you have such an expression," Tara rubbed his face, "Are you going to rush up and grab their heads?"

She raised her eyes and puffed her mouth: "Impossible, I've tried it since I was a child, and it's so bad that I won't give any of it to me!"

"Sweetheart, you know we can hear you very clearly!" Derek turned his head and smiled flirtatiously.

"Oh yeah, and that, no matter how quietly I say it, they can always hear it." Tara stuck out her tongue at him, scrunching her face into a funny grimace.

A few pioneers here were flying everywhere in a short time, and their postures were distorted and knocked on the ground, which made people feel that their bones were aching.

A group of people rushed out from the depths, fully armed, black from head to tail, not to mention the standard combat uniforms, even the body shapes are very similar, as if they were copied and pasted.

They all held strange-looking weapons in their hands, which looked like small cannons/barrels. There was a golden-red light shining through the cannons/barrels, which seemed to be accumulating power.

It seems that they are professional combat personnel who rushed over to support.

And this image, I am afraid it is the group of guys her father specially reminded.

"Hey, it still hurts from these guys beating people?" The monitor lizard was very upset when he flicked his tail that had been scratched.

"Little Tara, be careful. Dodge if you can, so as not to get scratched. The little girl's family can't suffer this kind of injury." He slammed a few enemies away, and smashed their weapons with his feet. A word of warning.

Derek is not like him to fight hard, just kidding, he is very concerned about his image.Moreover, with their kangaroo's proud bouncing ability, it is not difficult to avoid these strange beams.

Tara...

Tara and the others still seem to have only one option left: fishing.

It's like dodging the beam occasionally.

So why on earth did they come to join in the fun?

The author has something to say: I think the night feast frog and tree monitor lizard are really beautiful, wow, the color matching is really amazing!

This article is expected to be finished in one or two chapters, and it will end like this after beating Hydra almost [rub chin]

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