"Like...... A slight deviation? ”

Another spell flashed, and a chubby figure suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Falling like a cannonball, splashing dust, Wang took out his mobile phone, opened the map, and relocated it, less than a hundred kilometers away from the location designated by Skye.

Transmission is risky and should be used with caution.

If Gianna came and cast the spell in person, there probably wouldn't be any problems.

But Lao Wang just borrowed, Miss Azeroth's middleman made the difference, although the quality is guaranteed, but the logistics will inevitably have problems, the last mile may not be delivered, a slight deviation is inevitable, can not be too demanding.

For the scale of thousands of kilometers, a few tens of kilometers can obviously only be regarded as a "very small" deviation.

"Hopefully, it's in time."

There is no way to use teleportation for a distance of tens of kilometers, the blood of Azeroth is too expensive, and the old king squints in the wind and stands with his hands in his hands.

Out-of-body!

The soul body is subject to both physical and spiritual constraints, and the time for the soul to leave the body is limited, but at least it will not be a short 15 minutes.

A real man must last, even if his strength only returns to one percent of the peak state of his previous life, but it is not a problem to hold on for a few hours.

Although this world cannot teleporte thousands of kilometers away without the guidance and protection of the Pandarian Mist, the speed at which the soul moves is not limited by space, and because the weight is almost zero, the speed is far faster than that of the eagle and the cheetah.

Maybe not as magical as the gods of ancient legends, but it is not a problem to travel to the North Sea in the twilight.

In fact, the ultimate warrior monk may already be the "land immortal" in myths and legends.

The last emperor of the panda people, "Shao Hao", summoned the Pandaria Mist and milked more than one-tenth of the land and creatures of the planet Azeroth at one time.

This milk should only be in heaven, how many times can the world taste it?

Although Lao Wang's body is far inferior to his previous life, and even Shao Hao is not comparable, his soul is stronger than Shao Hao, who has been at home for tens of thousands of years.

The continuous war is getting closer and closer, and the hero always arrives at the last minute.

The time, just right.

……

……

"May, we look like we're going to die here."

Hiding inside the Kun fighter plane, smelling the choking smell of fireworks, Coulson didn't have time to care about how many dollars worth of iron bumps could be sold for a few dollars, and the director would feel distressed, because his little life seemed to be about to run out.

"Crossbones" are actually in the same group as the "Winter Soldier"!

Five minutes ago, the Kun fighter plane hurried at full speed, and finally arrived here, witnessing the S.H.I.E.L.D. rapid response special forces chasing the Winter Soldier, the winter soldier who fled in a hurry seemed to be hit hard and forced into the corner of the abandoned school, and he immediately ordered support.

The real-time report of "crossbones" came from the headset, the mechanical arm of the Winter Soldier was hit by a sniper and exploded with a high-explosive grenade, and it has been scrapped, and its strength is too far worse than the original, and the danger factor is reduced by at least 2.0, and this incident was instantly reduced from level 5 to level 4, which can be dealt with.

However, who would have thought that the Kun fighter had just revealed its true face from the stealth state, and was hit by a missile and forced to land.

Nearly half of the agents brought in died.

Even "Mei", who acted as the driver, was not lightly injured.

In desperation, he could only hide in the wreckage of the Kun fighter.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party was obviously premeditated, all signals were blocked, and not even a single text message or voice could be sent.

This means that even if he kills his own people, "Crossbones" can still swagger back to S.H.I.E.L.D. and continue to lurk.

The director is in danger now, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is finished!

"Don't give up, Phil! The director can't contact us, and he will definitely send someone to help, and we still have hope. ”

Melinda has undergone the most rigorous training, and the word "give up" is not in the dictionary.

Women are made of water, and iron riders are made of iron!

She struggled to her feet, picked up her submachine gun, listened to the incessant sound of gunfire and the sound of approaching footsteps, ignored Coulson's gentle gaze, and focused her full attention on the battle.

Coulson shook his head.

This woman's combat effectiveness is off the charts, her IQ is up to standard, but her emotional intelligence is pitiful.

Forget it, so be it.

It's good to be able to fight to the death together.

Coulson clenched his pistol.

Although he has been out in the field a lot, although he is a rare level 8 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., his talent is not at all in combat, whether it is fighting or firearms, he can only be regarded as reluctant, and he can't control too complex weapons, except for "Lola", he loves airplanes and pistols in his life.

The battle continues, the agents keep dying, and soon only the two of them remain.

Hydra's infiltration of S.H.I.E.L.D. is far beyond his imagination, and reinforcements will definitely come, but it must be too late.

Death is the end of today.

Coulson certainly wasn't going to give up just like that, but he was ready to end his life in battle.

The enemy is getting closer.

He waited silently, ready to rush over at any moment.

However, all of a sudden, the gunfire seemed to be more intense, even accompanied by screams and running.

What happened?

He didn't know, of course he didn't dare to look outside in this situation, and the electronic devices couldn't be used, and his eyes were black, but his intuition told him that something was wrong.

The Winter Soldier and Crossbones, who seem to be fighting with others?

Could it be that S.H.I.E.L.D. reinforcements have arrived?

Coulson didn't dare to rush out because it might be a trap.

He decided to wait a little longer.

The sound of gunfire and screams diminished at a rapid pace, and then disappeared completely.

Odd.

What's going on?

Coulson waited another minute, and looked at Melinda.

Obviously, this is not the right time to wait, it seems that something has happened outside, and we must find out.

"I'll go out first, you cover me!" Coulson gestured.

However, before the gesture was finished, Melinda had already rushed out.

"May!"

Coulson was anxious and hurriedly rushed out.

Then he was stunned.

What kind of scene is this?

Dozens of Hydra members wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. combat uniforms fell to the ground in various positions, their bodies looked like there were no bullet holes, not even blood, and their eyes were wide open, their faces were frightened and panicked, giving him a sense of horror that he could not see.

Although there were no visible wounds, their bodies were all twisted to varying degrees.

Some of them had their arms turned back, some of their legs were on their necks, and some of their chests were sunken, and it seemed like a brutal massacre, even a brutal killing, rather than a terrible battle.

How did these people die?

Coulson was about to step forward to check, but heard Melinda's dry voice with excitement: "Iron Fist, he's coming, it must be him!" ”

Iron fist?

Coulson was stunned.

"Gas"?

Could it really be that mysterious power from the East?

May, your tone is not quite right, do you care about Iron Fist so much, so much do you want to see him?

Coulson was in no mood to sigh.

He looked around, but didn't find the Winter Soldier.

He's gone, and so is the box.

Where did it go?

"Look at the footprints on the ground!" Melinda said suddenly.

Coulson came to his senses and hurriedly observed.

Melinda is worthy of being an expert in action, and she is much better than herself in this regard, and there is really something wrong with these footprints.

It's not an urban area, it's surrounded by wilderness, and the ground isn't asphalt, it's dirt.

The Winter Soldier, like Team America, has a much higher body density than ordinary people, coupled with a hard mechanical arm and mysterious box, as well as an extremely fast running speed, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

And between these deep footprints, which are far away from each other, are footprints that are farther away and much shallower, and ......

Traces of rolling on the ground.

Does this need to be asked?

Coulson took a deep breath and looked in the direction where the footprints had disappeared:

"Iron Fist pursues the Winter Soldier!"

"He's aiming for that box!"

"The Director must be notified immediately!"