Chapter 242: Don't Trust Anyone
If this was the same as before, when the strength of the shell was relatively good, he really couldn't ignore this weapon.
And yet now? The density of the alloy alone can already ignore this level of explosive impact.
Crossbones fired a rocket at the Warlord from a distance.
On the media helicopter, the camera accurately captured the trajectory of the rocket, and the next moment, accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, the rocket whistled and immediately hit the warlord head-on.
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but sweat for the War Lord.
This is an RPG rocket, and even those who have never seen it have heard of its terrifying power.
Rumlow slowly put down the bazooka he was carrying, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and he snorted faintly. At this moment, the Warlord was engulfed in flames, and the glass of all the cars and buildings around him was shattered in an instant.
Rumlow didn't think anything could survive armor-piercing shells, not even the most advanced tanks of the U.S. Army.
The next moment, however, Rumlow's face changed.
The flames dissipated, and the body of the war lord was re-revealed, but there was no trace on the chest of the mecha, and the whole body was still black and shiny, reflecting a strange metallic luster in the sunlight, and it was not damaged at all.
"It can't ......"
Rumlow's eyes filled with disbelief, and then he looked at the invisible sword raised high in the Warlord's hand, and his heart chuckled.
"Find cover, get out of the way!"
Luke's voice was loud: "A silk-"
"Ahem!" The boiled egg hurriedly coughed loudly next to him.
Luke had no choice but to give up his plan to come here to make a Shura Evil Light Slash.
The Warlord stepped forward, half a street away, and it was only a few steps for a 7-meter-tall mech. Seeing that the situation was not good, Rumlow immediately planned to retreat. The attack on Fury proved to be a failure.
The next moment, Rumlow's face became frightened, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't move, his feet were firmly glued to the ground, and then his body didn't obey the call and walked towards the War Lord.
"Search his memory, Lotus. I wonder who is behind it. Luke said to Lotus who was lying on his shoulder.
"Wow Kada." Lotus snorted lazily.
Whoosh!
The War Lord raised his arm at the same time, and several bright lasers suddenly shot out of his arm, instantly piercing through the other fleeing gunmen in police uniforms. The men did not make a sound and fell like wheat in the street.
Moments later, Lotus told Luke Crossbone's memory search results. The facts all point to one person.
"It turned out to be him." Luke froze.
He manipulated the War Lord, his arm aimed at Crossbone: "Sorry, supporting character treatment, you arrived brother." ”
"Stop." But the boiled egg said: "Don't kill him." Stay alive, I'm going to take it back to the bureau for interrogation. ”
Hearing this, Luke lowered his arm and shrugged his shoulders: "It's good if you're happy." Then Crossbones fell to the ground, but somehow passed out.
The eyelids of the braised eggs jumped, and there were more and more tricks of the little kids. He couldn't even see how the man had passed out.
After getting out of the car, standing at the feet of the War Lord, One-Eye first looked around and found countless pairs of eyes staring at them.
"Help will follow." Raised his head and said to Luke, "I have something to tell you. ”
"Okay."
Whether it was the onlookers at the scene or the people watching the live broadcast in front of the TV, they were all waiting. However, soon they were all a little confused: why did the police only come so little when there was such a big movement at the scene? Why didn't I see police helicopters and more police cars coming to support for half a day?
Of course, no one will explain it to them.
It only took a moment for the S.H.I.E.L.D. people to arrive. These cars are all Chevrolets, and at first glance they are their own people, real S.H.I.E.L.D. comrades.
The director was attacked on the street, and the implications can be significant. However, the boiled egg didn't seem to intend to publicize it, but just asked his subordinates to take the unconscious Rumlow away first, and by the way, he called someone to tow his car away.
"Give me a ride?" Said as he looked up at the War Lord.
"Aren't you afraid of messy hairstyles in the wind?" Luke said, holding out his hand and placing it on the ground.
The boiled egg was too lazy to answer Luke's childish question. He's fucking bald, and he's a little kid in his heart. The boiled egg then boldly stood on the hand of the war lord.
Under the camera footage, the Warlord slowly took off in place, the huge and spectacular mech rose nimbly into the air, and then quickly flew away with a roar of amazement.
Although many people still don't understand the situation, this sudden incident immediately ignited people's enthusiasm for discussion.
Videos have gone viral on the Internet. There are many more live videos being uploaded by the live monsters. The main point of contention for almost all is the question: Is this the apostle himself?
……
The lodging of boiled eggs rarely accommodates other people. Luke was probably the only one of the few people who had ever been here.
"If there's anything you can't say clearly in person, you have to say it now." Luke didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of boiled eggs, why didn't he finish talking about the boiled eggs when he was in the S.H.I.E.L.D. building before, with Team America and Black Widow?
"Because I don't believe them." Luke's answer surprised Luke.
"Don't believe the captain? Still don't believe Aunt Natasha? ”
"Neither of them believe it."
The boiled egg sat on the sofa with his whole body, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and his face was still colorful. He casually pointed to the sofa opposite, motioned for Luke to sit down, and said, "The last time I trusted someone, I lost an eye." ”
Luke sat down: "Pierce?" No, you've always been one-eyed. ”
"Pierce? I never trusted him. "Actually, since very early on, I don't trust anyone anymore. ”
"Including me?" Luke asked.
The boiled egg was silent.
After a moment, he stared at Luke with one eye, "Have you heard of the Skrulls?" ”
"Skrulls? Your fellow Africans? Luke asked.
"Aliens." The corners of the braised egg's eyes twitched.
Luke shrugged, of course he knew that the Skrulls were aliens. He remembered that there seemed to be this race in the Marvel Universe. But he was most familiar with the Smurfs, oh no, the Kree were the most familiar.
"I had been in contact with a Skrull in my early years." With a look of memory in his eyes, he said, "The Skrulls are shapeshifters, and they can take on the form of anyone, disguised among us. It's impossible to know if the person around you is someone you know or a Skrull in disguise. ”
"You mean, you once trusted someone, and that person turned out to be a Skrull, and you lost an eye?" Luke was surprised.
"That's right."
"You think I'm a Skrull?" Luke asked again.
"You're not." The boiled egg replied quickly.
"Oh, why are you so sure?" Luke was curious.
"You're too high-profile."
“……”
"The Skrulls are hidden spies, and they are adept at infiltrating us, sowing discord and tearing us apart. The Skrulls don't expose themselves easily, and you, too quickly. ”
"......," Luke was completely speechless, "are you despise my IQ?" He squinted at the boiled egg.
The boiled egg smiled and disagreed.
"Also, I don't think it's necessary for the Skrulls to disguise themselves as unidentified children for a long time. Even if you want to disguise it, you will disguise it as a valuable target. However, you should be enough to be their target now. ”
When he said the last sentence, the boiled egg tone was extremely serious.
"We are ignorant of external dangers, which were and are still the same. So, I insist, we need insight planning. Lu Dan stared at Luke and asked, "I just want to ask you, will you support me?" ”