"Hurry up, Fisher, watch the news!"

Fisher, who was playing a game in the house, watched a furious Kate rush in, then grabbed the remote control and tuned the screen to the news channel.

"Yes, we will use all means to save our city and save our people!" The bald guy who was talking in front of reporters looked righteous, as if the person trapped in Las Vegas at the moment was none other than himself.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has been authorized by the federal government, and as a responsible international organization, we have provided a large amount of material and medical assistance to the attack area! Today, we are all Nevadans! ”

After the bald brother's speech, it was soon time for the reporters to ask questions, and most of the reporters' attention was on the Las Vegas newsletter, except for the trust that did not receive part of the money.

As we all know, in addition to running fast, Western journalists are also very fond of working against the government, exposing the dark face of government corruption and killing a bunch of unlucky passers-by, and finally succeeding in holding the beauty.

Therefore, many journalists, who usually claim to represent the voice of the people, have vigorously accused S.H.I.E.L.D. and the federal government of blocking local information and asked them to go to the field to investigate.

And what kind of person is the bald brother, the most capable cadre in Hydra, he twisted the reporter's accusations in an official tone and Tai Chi, and at the same time wrote down these people one by one in his heart, preparing to send Hydra agents to invite them to dinner and drink at night, and then they will hit the innocent mud truck because of drunk driving, drug driving and other reasons.

As for the situation in Las Vegas, the bald guy is just repeatedly emphasizing that it is controllable.

"Is it really controllable?" Kate looked at Fisher.

"Controllable Jiebao !!" Fisher shook his head.

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As we mentioned before, Atlas also has a business in the United States and Europe is the protection of political dignitaries, although in the same industry, the bodyguards trained by Atlas's subordinate bodyguard companies will neither rush to the country, nor do they take a star exam according to world standards, but there are still many people who choose Atlas, after all, they are the only ones who dare to escort VIPs with gunboats.

Fighting Falcon gunboat, this twin-turbo VTOL comparable to Huey helicopter in the genuine Titan universe can be said to have been out of the category of half a helicopter, with a cannon, can install missile nests and rocket nests, and can also carry 12 fully armed GIs in the stomach at the same time to hang a Humvee, especially in the late stage of the war, in the face of the US army's increasingly frenzied individual firepower (referring to a single soldier missile, XMG cannon and energy weapons) The armor of the Fighting Falcon has also been frantically upgraded, Ignoring the shooting of weapons below 25mm caliber, an engine can still fly crookedly for 150 kilometers after being knocked out by a missile, such a useful thing Fisher naturally used unceremoniously.

When he heard the gunshots ringing out from the street, Hank's men subconsciously placed the ALATS45 pistol behind his waist, and although he had been retired for many years, the occasional gunfire in the United States would still bring him back to Fallujah.

"Jason, go check it out!" Glancing at his employer, who was holding a beautiful woman with champagne in front of the gaming table, Hank glanced at his deputy, who walked to the window and looked at the back with a big change of color.

"There are riots, some civilians are attacking the police!"

"Take the VIP and leave!" Hank pulled out his pistol and loaded it, then walked up to his employer and dragged him out of the pile of warblers.

"What happened?" The chubby senator still had chips in his hand, but he was also a person with a bright brain, and when he saw the bodyguard with the wrong face, he didn't resist, but casually threw the chips to the audience on the side, and then walked to the elevator surrounded by bodyguards.

"There is a commotion, there is already chaos on the streets!"

On the road, several people also met other tourists who left, everyone looked at each other, nodded tacitly, started the vehicle to form a convoy, and drove towards the exit.

As soon as the Chevrolet left the underground exit, a figure pounced, and the driver subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and then he saw what was lying on the hood.

It was a monster with a rickety body, two arms that had turned into black chitin blades, blood-red eyes cracked, and a large cracked mouth flowing from a black-brown unidentified liquid.

"Hurry up!" The bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat did not hesitate to load the bullet, and the muzzle of the gun was firmly pointed at the monster that was roaring on the hood.

The driver pressed the accelerator, the car's tires rubbed against the ground, green smoke came out, the car rushed forward, throwing the monster off, and then the driver was killed by the steering wheel, and Chevrolet roared to push a car parked on the side of the road and turned to the right lane.

Immediately after that, the second Chevrolet, in which the senator was sitting, flew directly down the downhill slope of the parking lot under the furious driving of the driver,

"Oh my God, what's going on? My wife and daughter are also in the city! "Seeing monsters and civilians running around the streets, the senator who was huddled in the car was about to crack, isn't this the night city full of outstanding people?

"Looks like your heaven has turned hell!" Hank pulls out his breathing mask from under the seat and hands it out to everyone in the car.

"Call the dispatch center, this is Hank's squad, we were attacked in Las Vegas, the city is in turmoil, and three VIPs need to be evacuated urgently!"

"Roger, helicopter has been dispatched, estimated arrival time is 40 minutes, ISAC system will find the best evacuation point for you!"

"Why, don't we just go out of town?"

"Because there are so many people who think like this, the military will definitely lock down the city! Mr. Senator, we still need to quarantine and observe after the evacuation, please cooperate! ”

"Well said, well said! As long as you can leave, everything is easy to say! ”

The senator wiped the cold sweat from his head, the street was already in chaos, the cars were on fire, the fleeing crowd, and those bloody monsters, when he passed by the cross and saw that a rear-end car had been surrounded by a group of monsters, and the whole car had become miserable, the senator knew that his life was now in the hands of these five bodyguards from Atlas.

Electronic sounds from the ISAC, the tactical electrical analysis system in the Sky Shield, and the road map on the on-board computer continued to expand, and the two Chevrolets returned to their hotel as fast as they could.

After reuniting with his wife and daughter, Hank took the senator's family directly to the rooftop.

The city in the distance was on fire and exploding, mixed with the cries of passers-by and the screams of monsters.

"What the hell is going on?" The senator's face was gloomy, and now that his life was covered, he began to feel sorry for the funds he left in the casino, and even he thought about whether to go back and get the money back first.

However, the battle falcon flying from the sky soon dispelled his thoughts, and the group quickly boarded the plane, and was about to leave, when the rooftop gate opened, and some smart hotel tourists and staff eagerly ran to the helicopter.

"Please, take us away!"

"Captain?" One of the bodyguards looked at Hank with his weapon in hand.

"Take off!" Hank shook his head, their mission was VIP.

"Yes!" The turbine engines above the sides of the Fighting Falcon fuselage roared, and the entire gunboat leaped as light as a dragonfly, grazing the roof and soaring into the sky.

The crowd that remained on the roof of the building was in a commotion as the aircraft departed, but to their surprise, the gunboat flew back to the roof and dropped a package.

"Why don't we take them away? The plane can also hold several people! The senator's daughter wondered.

"Because our mission is to escort you!" Hank shook his head, the package he had just dropped contained two 22-caliber defensive rifles and some other survival tools, which was already the greatest help they could give.

The gunboats that took off did not return the same way, but landed at the US military base on the outskirts of the city, where they were to be quarantined, and after the gunboats put down all the personnel, they just underwent a decontamination operation and took off again.

"Where are they going?" This time it was the senator's wife, and she hadn't yet reacted from the shock on the plane, until she arrived at the base and saw the heavily armed GIs.

"They're going to pick up the guys who were just on the roof!" Hank squinted at the sun slowly appearing in the sky, and exhaled a cloudy breath.