"Of course, I said you can give you whatever you want." The soldier dropped the dagger in his hand and raised his hands above his head.

"Tell me where you're going to ship these things?" The man said.

"It's going to be transported to ......" Great, the team member had already aimed the gun at his head.

"Bang!" The team pulled the trigger, and at the same moment, no, before he could pull the trigger, the man turned sharply, the bullet passing his chest.

He quickly pulled out an arrow from behind his back and shot it, and the lightning flashed, and the soldier tasted the same taste again.

"The scene is under control, I think you can come out." The man said into the headset.

In an instant, a special operations team of more than twenty people poured out of the dense forest, and they had no idea where they came from.

"Hey! Mr. Hawkeye, watching you fight is like watching a show. A guy who looked like a captain said.

"Hmm...... Actually, I don't know how to dance ballet or anything. The man with the bow and arrow looked a little helpless.

"Can you sign me up? Na! Just sign it on my tactical helmet. The soldier said and took off his hat, and the guy was still carrying a pen.

Hawkeye reluctantly signed his name, and the captain took the helmet with joy.

Smiling at Hawkeye, the captain turned around.

"Hey! Move fast, don't give me slow work! If you're still looking for a meal tonight! "He's back to being the stern and terrible captain he is.

Hawkeye smiled and shook his head, turning back to the enemy who was still standing.

The team controlled the unconscious soldiers, but no one cared about the soldier who was still standing here the whole time.

Because Hawkeye is here, no one can outrun his bow and arrow under Hawkeye's nose.

Besides, it seems that this soldier knows a lot more.

"So now let's continue with the topic we just had, where did you say these things were going to be shipped?"

"The Middle East! This is the first batch of test products, which will be put on the battlefield in the Middle East for initial testing. ”

"Experiments? So the second question, where is the headquarters of the hive? ”

"We're just in charge of delivering the goods, and someone will contact us at the time and place, and we don't know their headquarters."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's a ...... Chemical and Biological Weapons ......"

"Oh! Fack! What the is this! Their conversation was interrupted by a distant scolding from a team member.

He was standing behind a military van and apparently saw the cargo inside, what the man called a test subject.

Hawkeye walked over when he heard this, and the cargo compartment was full of quartz containers, about a dozen of them.

All of them are in a low temperature state, and they are filled with ...... Corpse?

These corpses were full of holes in their clothes, skinny and unkempt, and they should have been beggars on the street when they were alive, so even if they disappeared, no one would notice.

It's just, what can you do with transporting corpses? Experiments? Could it be that they are talking about the test specimens, which are the germs carried on these corpses?

Maybe something is wrong with one of the containers.

At this time, a corpse actually moved, he opened his eyes suddenly, writhed violently in the quartz container, slammed his body against the container where he was imprisoned, opened his mouth and roared hard.

"Fack! Is this a Resident Evil? Is this the kind of thing that is going to be thrown into the battlefield of the Middle East? One of the team members said.

Hawkeye immediately dragged the still standing foe over, "Tell me what's going on with your test subject. ”

"This kind of thing does look like a zombie in Resident Evil, it doesn't fear being hurt, it doesn't eat or drink, it's the perfect warrior."

"But they can only last for four or five days, and then they will be completely incapacitated."

"Headshots are still their weak point, and the chance of spreading the infection is very low," the enemy explained.

"I'd like to blow your head more than their heads." Hawkeye said, stepping aside.

He turned on the special channel in the headset.

"Director Fury, this is Hawkeye Barton, I think...... You should be raising the Hive's threat index. ”

……

Sweat dripped down Wu Tong's face, and almost all of his hair and clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Whew! Call! ......" he gasped, but the woman across from him didn't seem to feel anything.

"Hey! Wu, it looks like you're not good at martial arts! Lucy said.

She didn't understand how Wu Tong dealt with those men in black and that monster.

Now the two of them are in an underground fight club in the heart of New York City, and they should have stayed in the hotel for safety, but Wu Tong offered to let Lucy teach her some fighting skills.

Lucy said that you are so strong, you can tear monsters with your hands, and you still want me to teach you.

Wu Tong said that to a certain extent, I am not strong, I will only mess around, and I want to control my strength a little.

In fact, his little abacus is that he can learn a little trick, so that he doesn't need to need venom to run out and go crazy for a while every time he fights.

At first, Lucy thought that he was saying that he wanted to learn some high-end skills, and said that my fighting skills were all learned in the organization, in order to assassinate and incapacitate the enemy, and some movements could not be put on the table, and we would come to whatever yin we had.

Wu Tong hurriedly said Coincidentally, when I used to fight with others, I would come to whatever yin I wanted.

Lucy said okay, okay, since you want to learn, I'll teach you.

The two of them are ready to start!

Ten seconds later, a sturdy over-the-shoulder throw threw Wu Tong to the ground.

"Wu, haven't you adjusted your condition? Need to take a break? Lucy said.

"No, you don't! Again! Wu Tong rubbed his nose.

Twenty seconds later, Wu Tong knelt in the ring for more than a minute with his crotch before standing up.

Lucy is right, she really comes to whatever yin she is.

"Oh! Oh, my God! I thought you could prevent it. Lucy said loudly with her mouth covered.

"I ...... too I thought I could...... Prevented. Wu Tong said that he felt that if he hadn't swallowed the bead and gained a certain healing ability, his balls would be in danger now.

In the next five minutes, after Wu Tong's explanation, Lucy finally understood what he meant.

It's probably that the man in front of him doesn't have any martial arts foundation, so he has to train and teach him from scratch as an ordinary person.

For a moment, looking at the sweaty guy in front of her, she seemed to be back to when the instructor taught her.