Marvel's Metamorphosis Spider-Man

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He took out the energy gun from behind, flicked it, and the energy gun turned into a short spear.

Barton hurriedly touched the quiver behind him, but in the fierce battle, he actually made a mistake that a good archer should not make.

He forgot to check the number of arrows and shot all the arrows.

He had no choice but to use the compound bow as a weapon.

"Chong!"

Through the side attack of the compound bow, the short spear attack of the Zeta Swiss soldier was taken away by Barton and smashed to the ground beside him.

The short spear of the Zeta Swiss soldier also came out of his hand.

Barton raised his hand accordingly, and used his bow to attack in the opposite direction, knocking off the Zeta Swiss soldier's visor.

Then he lifted it up and kicked, and the Zeta Swiss soldier who lost his balance flew out of the rooftop.

However, Barton, who seemed to be relieved of the crisis, turned his head, and the sky was filled with black airships approaching him.

Barton quickly pulled out the arrow stuck in the body of Judgment Zita Swiss Soldier and inserted it back into his quiver.

Press the switch on the fortification, and the mechanism under the quiver turns, and a grappling hook arrow is placed on the arrow that is still covered with blue liquid.

At the very moment, Barton jumped out of the rooftop and fell to the ground.

While still in the air, he quickly turned around and shot out the arrow with a different arrowhead.

The grapple grabbed the wall outside the roof, and a composite fiber thread connected to the back of the arrow was instantly taut.

"what!"

The tightened line was controlled by Barton with his sword and wrist guard, but it still hurt his arm very much.

However, because of this control, he was driven by the elasticity of the rope and hit the glass of the building next to him.

"Whoa."

The glass shattered, and Button also fell into the office of the office building.

The pain in his arm and the pain in his back from the quiver left him speechless.

NO. Chapter 391 Backhand and Going Home

"Commander Fury has been dismissed from his post, order 7A11."

The voice of the tower was clearly transmitted to the pilot's ears.

"7A11 has been confirmed and we are ready to take off."

The pilot confirms the order and warms up the aircraft's engines.

But his actions caused tension among all the personnel in the control room of the aerospace carrier.

"Sir! We have a plane taking off!"

Hill stood in the position of the first officer and shouted loudly.

"Attention everyone, a plane took off illegally, shoot it down!"

Hill anxiously clicked the button on his screen, trying to use it to shut down the engine of the fighter jet and prevent the plane from taking off.

"Repeat, no approval for takeoff!"

But her controls were in vain, and a red box popped up on the monitor saying she didn't have permission.

When Hill turned his head, he found that the black marinated egg had disappeared.

Just when she was notifying all the staff to intercept the plane, the black corned egg ran onto the airstrip as soon as it entered, carrying a single-soldier heat-seeking rocket launcher that it did not know where it came from.

"call!"

An accelerating F35 fighter jet roared past on the deck.

"Oh!"

Black Braised Egg decisively pulled the trigger of the shoulder-mounted bazooka.

The missiles were launched in the flames, chasing the heat source of the fighter jets.

"boom!"

The back half of the fighter jet was ripped apart by the explosion, turning a $1.5 million plane into two.

The first half of the fighter planes slid a certain distance on the deck until it reached the end of the deck and almost fell out.

But in the end it stopped.

Black Braised Egg dropped the empty bazooka in his hand.

But in the next second, another F35 flew out from another takeoff runway.

At the beginning of the relationship, there were two formations, one of which provided cover for the other.

Of course, if the black marinated egg hadn't fired rockets, it might have been two fighter jets that flew to New York.

Gritting his teeth, the black marinated egg quickly took out his pistol, but put down the pistol after aiming for a while.

Small pistols can't hit the fighter jets that have already taken off.

"Om..."

Suddenly there was a humming above his head, which made him raise his head in doubt.

A fighter jet he had never seen before slowly faded from its invisibility and appeared in front of his eyes.

This aircraft is white all over, and its streamlined body is completely different from the current fifth-generation fighters.

It has no canards, no ailerons, not even a vertical tail during the sudden roll maneuver and then sudden acceleration.

There is also no transparent hanging window in the cockpit, as if the entire aircraft has no glass structure.

The vector nozzle is a bit like the vector nozzle of F22, which is square.

This looks like the legendary sixth-generation fighter.

After the fighter jet revealed its true identity in front of the black marinated egg, it quickly became invisible and merged with the sky, leaving only the sound of roaring away.

But as soon as the black marinated egg entered, he saw a small black spider in the same closed position as the cockpit, which was supposed to be the cockpit of the plane.

"call."

As if letting go of the big rock in his heart, Hei Podan put down the pistol in his hand.

"boom!"

Flames suddenly exploded in the air not far away.

"Director, the plane that took off has exploded. But we didn't detect the person who shot it."

Adjutant Hill's voice sounded in Black Braised Egg's earphones.

"Don't worry about it, lock all the fighters and lock up the pilots!"

Black Braised Egg turned around and walked towards the control room, giving orders at the same time.

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"You really work?"

Gwen is a little worried, this commander has been hijacked by himself, according to the villain's urine, shouldn't he just give up this commander?

What if the controlled Zeta Swiss still shoot at her while he is carrying her?

"Headquarters doesn't know, how could those soldiers attack real Chitauri, it's programmed into it."

The words of the Chitauri white-haired girl show in disguise that the Chitauri only regard these Chitauri soldiers as biological weapons.

Even these soldiers controlled by the control center are not considered a Chitauri.

Gwen is still worried, it's always better to be cautious.

She fumbled forward with the powerless Chitauri girl in front of her.

"Why don't you leave some soldiers guarding around you?"

This was something Gwen had always been curious about.

A commander has no soldiers to protect him.

"Those guys can't get close to the command room, they are all idiots, if they hurt the controller, it will be troublesome, and class, I am a noble Chitauri."

Sister Chitauri tried her best to put on an aristocratic posture, but with her limbs weak, she could only move the muscles on her face and put on an expression uglier than crying.

So what's the use of your aristocratic sense of superiority? It's not that you have fallen to the point of being carried by the enemy.

At this time, under the running of Gwen, she has already met the Zita Swiss soldier who was chasing her before.

Here in the tunnel, both parties can only rely on their own legs.

Obviously, the mass-market Zeta Swiss Soldier was left behind by Gwen by a large margin.

"Master, help me put my hair into the helmet!"

The Chitauri girl in Gwen's hand said suddenly.

"how?"

Gwen didn't understand, why are you still wearing a helmet at this time?Play cool?

"I have to control them through the helmet!"

Sister Chitauri said anxiously.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier."

Gwen quickly turned the girl over, quickly stuffed the snow-white hair into the helmet, and then buckled the helmet back to the girl when it was lifted upwards.

"Pfft!"

The Chitauri sister's helmets snapped together.

"Step aside!"

The glutinous girl's voice instantly turned into an electronically synthesized voice with an uncle's taste.

The oncoming Zeta Swiss soldiers ran more and more slowly, and finally they all stopped and quickly moved to both sides of the passage.

"Let's go!"

Sister Chitauri whispered.

Gwen kept running.

The Zita Swiss soldiers along the way were all reprimanded by the Chitauri sister and turned into two rows of benchmarks, just like the black society that lined the road to welcome the boss back.

The visual impact is still very impressive.

"Can't your planet accept the feedback from your mothership?"

Gwen wondered.

Whether her plan succeeds or not depends on that.

If this mothership can't connect to the Chitauri planet, then this trip will be the same as Bailai.

"Yes, but there is a certain delay, which has a lot to do with the distance from the parent star."

Sister Chitauri replied.

Well, this time it really feels like knowing everything.

But whether it really opens up remains to be seen.

As a race that survives by war, Gwen is really 12 points wary of this girl.

She couldn't believe that this girl gave in so easily.

This is like a soldier who has been brainwashed by a certain doctrine. How can a guy who shouts onboard to be a kamikaze surrender easily.