Seven hundred and twenty-three My Alien Killer Regiment
Faced with the reward of ten jade runes, just killing a few Blue Star people, the Predator agreed without even thinking about it.
And the agreement between the Iron Blood and William is that they need William's consent to enter the Blue Star,
Ordinary Predators, who couldn't do anything in Blue Star because of the agreement, were a little impatient when they heard the news.
William got on the combat spaceship, drove stealth, and came to North Africa more than 1,500 kilometers away in just a few minutes.
At around 1 o'clock in the morning, twelve Predators, activated their armor and stepped out of the spaceship, quietly entering the secret camp of the Hand of Satan in North Africa.
With the intelligence support of the spider robots, coupled with Iron Will's own infrared detection technology, the secret post in the camp did not raise any alarm, and was stabbed through the heart by the invisible Predator covering his mouth.
William stood on the bridge of the ship, silently watching the merciless Predators two by two, scattering and parting,
Hidden in the dark, a hunt without suspense and mercy.
It only took ten minutes for all 39 mercenaries in the camp to be killed by the Predator.
These unpleasant fellows, when they heard William say that they could make specimens according to their tradition,
Quan returned to the camp excitedly, broke the spine of the dead mercenary, pulled out the body with the skull, and hung it in the barracks of the mercenary group
Looking at the bloody barracks in the camp, William was disgusted for a moment, thinking of the three engineers who had optimized the design for themselves,
I didn't have the slightest sympathy for these mercenaries who didn't need to kill those three engineers.
Since these bastards love to torture and kill their own kind, there's nothing to say about dying at the hands of more perverted Predators.
What's more, William also had the intention of warning and deterring other forces, so after cleaning up this camp,
took the Predator and rushed to South Africa, more than 500 kilometers away, to find the mastermind behind this attack.
The director of C1A South Africa is also a senior executive of the four satanic hands who have slipped through the net.
On the roof of an ordinary residential area in South Africa, four high-level executives of the hands of Satan have just waited for the director of C1A,
At the beginning of the transaction, William confirmed that the four mercenaries had their own design materials in the computer handed over to the C1A director.
Holding his headphones, he gave the order to attack the Predator who was hiding in ambush on the rooftop.
"Puff, puff" The sound of four consecutive knives piercing the chest sounded in the rooftop,
The four mercenaries, who hadn't died for a while, were all like seeing the devil, their eyes widened, and they couldn't stop looking at the Predator who showed his figure and stabbed his teammates with a knife.
And the C1A director, before he could shout, was covered by the leader of the warriors who got off the ship himself.
Feeling the blade on his neck, the C1A supervisor was so frightened that he didn't dare to move immediately, but after seeing the Predator tear off the spine and skull of the four mercenaries,
Ignoring the blade around his neck, he struggled desperately.
When William jumped from the stealth spaceship to the balcony in mid-air, where there was nothing in his eyes, the C1A director's pants were wet in fright.
Looking at the supervisor with some disgust, William asked expressionlessly, "Who sent you, and why do you know that I sent that drawing to those three engineers."
"You die, William Devonhill", the director shouted, taking a bite of the poison hidden in his teeth, and within ten seconds he was convulsed,
Then he was bleeding from his mouth and nose and slowly lost consciousness.
When William saw that the director committed suicide without hesitation, he didn't understand that this guy was 100% a Hydra person.
Only these fanatical madmen will be so frightened that they pee their pants and directly swallow poison and commit suicide.
Thinking of this, William pouted, "It seems that after the formalities of the spaceship are completed, I have to have a good chat with Pierce of the Serpent Shield Bureau."
Looking at the C1A director who was spitting black blood from his mouth, William turned to walk to the ship and ordered, "Cut off his head and hang it up."
Then he said to Sunday, "Go to the underworld and issue a mission, and I want the director's whole family to go to hell to accompany him."
"Understood, SIR".
With the complete destruction of Satan's hand, even the director of C1A was beheaded, and he died too miserably.
After that, no one, no gang, dared to take on a mercenary assignment related to William.
Nick Fury, who has been following William for nearly a month, after viewing the photos of the scene where the mercenary was killed,
I couldn't help muttering in my heart, how this technique is so similar to the habit of those so-called gods who like to collect the skulls and spines of enemies in ancient murals in Central and South America.
And those so-called gods are very likely to be aliens.
Does this mean that William Devon Hill has the ability to support aliens?
Thinking of this possibility, Nick Fury couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
He comforted himself that it was impossible, but from his decades of experience as an agent, many things that seemed completely impossible were often the truth.
If you want to draw conclusions, you have to investigate them clearly.
With this in mind, Nick Fury picked up the landline on his desk and called two of his most promising men to ask them to come and see him.
It didn't take long for a middle-aged man in a straight suit and a man with a good figure to explode and a beautiful face.
The only downside is that the slightly short beauty has appeared outside Nick Fury's office door one after another.
"Dangdangdang".
The middle-aged man and the beautiful woman nodded in greeting, and knocked directly on Nick Fury's office door.
"Come in," Nick Fury's voice came from outside the door.
The two pushed the door open and entered the office, standing in front of Nick Fury with his hands in hand.
"There's a task I don't know which of you two to give it to for the time being",
Nick Fury looked at the glamorous Black Widow, and Coulson, who looked calm and relatable,
"I think you all know William Devon Hill, and the target of this investigation is him", Nick Fury said after looking at Black Widow,
"There are five of William's women we can find, three are normal people, two are not afraid of the sun, and we can't be sure if they are women of the blood clan."
"Not sure?" Coulson asked thoughtfully, "although there are very special individual bloodlines who are not afraid of the sun,
But in terms of food, the Bloodline doesn't eat any human food, and that should be confirmed."
"It's useless, we've checked all of these, those two women are basically the same as ordinary people now,
But we have very conclusive evidence that they were indeed Bloods before", Nick Fury shook his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about this today,
I'm going to say William Devon Hill is a big fan of pretty girls, and Natasha."
Nick Fury didn't finish his sentence, but both Black Widow and Coulson understood what he meant.
The beauty trick is a simple strategy that has existed for thousands of years, but has been tried and tested.
Black Widow glanced at Coulson, "The task is given to me, and I am the best at dealing with hairy boys."
Seeing that Coulson didn't fight for the task, Nick Fury waved his hand at Coulson and asked him to leave, before saying to Black Widow,
"Your task is to find out why William Devon Hill is in such a hurry to go to Mars,
If possible, get a copy of the spaceship technology in his hands."