Leaving the Stark Building, entering a temporary headquarters set up under the building, a space of less than 100 square meters, densely packed with all kinds of instruments and all kinds of people.

Not just soldiers, soldiers, but many ordinary people who look like engineers and researchers.

And to the surprise of Jordan and others, in this war above New York, the commander of the human race was actually a steel man from the woolly bear country.

In this steel man, Jordani even saw Ivan Vanko, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ivan Vanke is no longer called a whip, his original messy long hair has been pushed cleanly, he has become a big bald head, and he wears a neat and solemn military uniform.

Seeing Jordani and the others coming, Ivan quickly came with a smile on his face, hugged Jordan, and then glanced at Tony with his eyebrows raised and unhappy.

After greeting everyone, Ivan opened his mouth and said: "Joe, this is General Konev, he inherited the name of his ancestors, he is the greatest and most iron-blooded general of our people, and this war between the Zetarians and the Zetarians will be led by General Konev!" ”

In fact, Konev, a general with his ancestral name, had already taken over the entire battlefield when the National Guard of the United States brought in.

It was also under the command of General Konev that the Zetarians in the entire Manhattan area were guided into an octagonal battle circle, and a large number of commandos were excluded, divided, encircled and suppressed, and the overwhelming Zeta Swiss soldiers were suppressed in a prescribed battle circle.

Nick Fury's movements were faster than anyone could have imagined, and General Konev was pulled hard during afternoon tea at Long Island Manor.

Catch up with the donkey, but the command of this General Konev is indeed better than anyone imagined.

The only thing that makes people feel strange is that when General Konev saw Jordani and the others, he always had a gloomy expression on his face, and it looked as if someone owed the other party millions of dollars, and there was a feeling that no one should enter.

However, after Ivan introduced Jordani to General Konev, for the sake of everyone being a clansman, the cold-faced general finally came with an ugly smile.

"Sir, the Zetarians to the northeast have gathered more than a dozen Black Whale troop carriers and are trying to tear our encirclement apart, Colonel Tom calls for reinforcements!"

Just after greeting Jordan and the others, a communications soldier, holding a drawn drawing, hurried to General Konev.

This is also another characteristic of this cold-faced general, who never looks at any electronic graphics, only looks at real-time paper reports.

When Tony saw this scene, he couldn't hold back after all, and said: "General Konev, if you need it, I have a few gadgets that can help you show the real-time live broadcast footage......

General Konev only frowned slightly, glanced at Tony, and finally his eyes fell on Jordani, and said: "Jovovich, you are from the Roma training camp, you come to explain to him!" ”

In the country of Mao Xiong, the military, the government, and the gangsters are actually not separated from each other at all.

The Roma training camp is a killer training camp for gang members, but its training methods are all extracted from the military troops, in a sense, this General Konev is an elder at the level of Jordan's ancestor.

Jordani smiled bitterly and said to Tony: "Tony, the real master of strategy in the war, will not watch the real-time live broadcast screen, on the one hand, there will always be a delay in the video, on the other hand, the image will affect people's thinking, when we rely too much on technology, we will lose the vigilance and intuition of being a hunter, it is enough to have an intuitive intelligence drawing, the real intention of the enemy, we need to figure out and predict in advance, only in this way, can we become a good hunter!" ”

Live broadcasts, video recordings, these things will give people illusions and misleading, and even breed arrogance that everything is under control.

Even the beasts of the jungle use simple tricks, let alone the Zetarians who can pilot ships.

This set of theories, at first glance, sounds like nonsense.

But in fact, Steve, who really had experience in war, looked at General Konev after hearing Jordani's words, and suddenly became convinced.

This kind of commander, who fights the enemy purely by prediction, has reached an extremely astonishing level in terms of both war experience and tactics of war.

Tony's face was unclear, and he didn't dare to interject anything.

At this moment, General Konev stared at the information for a long time, turned his head to look at Jordani and the others, and said, "Boy, I got the news that you people are going to take a plane into the universe and go to the inside of the war fortress to behead you?" ”

Jordani retracted his posture slightly, straightened his chest and said, "Sir, we have enough strength to blow up that huge turtle shell outside the earth!" ”

General Konev nodded, and said to the communicator: "Convey instructions to Colonel Tom to open a pocket of about two kilometers and put all those damn aliens in it, I need them to hold on for at least ten minutes, this pocket can't be broken, and it can't keep those Zetarians out, it's better to bring the entire battlefield Zetari all to me." ”

The signal soldier was stunned for a moment and said, "Sir, Colonel Tom is asking for support, is this order ......?"

General Konev stared at him, and a terrifying majesty spread, and he roared: "Support support, Cao Da's mother's rice country soft/egg, you ask him, is it that if you leave support, you won't be able to fight?" ”

"Go tell him, if you do this thing well, you will do it, and if you don't do it well, you will get rid of Lao Tzu, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will pull out a gang of gangsters from Hell's Kitchen with a phone call, and they are a hundred times harder than that rice country soft/egg?"

Probably veterans who are used to war are like this.

Nick Fury's so-called mother-messing with Fakeman is far from being in front of this veteran general, who is close to seventy years old.

After being yelled at by the old general, the communicator, who was obviously wearing a military uniform, didn't dare to say anything more, held back his strength, and turned his head away.

The words have come to this point, if you are retreating, or shirking, it is really soft/egg.

After the correspondent left, Ivan came to the old general and said, "Sir, do you want me to bring someone to follow and urge ......?"

The old general glared at Ivan Vanke with an unhappy face, and said, "Are you so special that your idle eggs are about to fall?" There are so many planes outside that you don't want to fight, what's the use of so many salted egg hearts in the grass, get out! ”

Ivan Vanke used to be such a fierce and brutal tough guy, in front of this old general, he was like a grandson.

Just as Ivan Vanko was about to leave, the old general yelled: "Come back, let the people on both sides of Tom keep an eye on me, if that bullshit Tom goes according to the plan, come and open a front, join them, whether he can survive, see his luck, if they escape, shoot on the spot, and execute immediately!" ”

Ivan Vanke didn't even dare to fart this time, answered the call, and quickly left in a hurry.

It was only at this time that the old general turned his head to look at Jordani and the others, and said: "Boy, I have already paved the road for you, within ten minutes, the pocket array over there will pull in at least thirty percent of the Zetarians on the entire battlefield, and the rest can only rely on yourselves, I will send an air formation to open the way for you!" ”

None of the people present were stupid, and they knew what a terrifying lethality would erupt when thirty percent of the enemies on the battlefield were gathered into one pocket.

It's easy to open the pocket, but if you want to wait for Jordani and the others to leave, and then plug the pocket back, then you can only use human life to plug it back.

Jordani and Steve are okay, one is indifferent, and the other has long been accustomed to the cruelty of the battlefield.

Only Tony, whose face quickly changed greatly, opened his mouth and said: "Shet, we risked our lives to carry out the beheading operation, in order to save people, not to kill people......"

Tony is also a bull-horned person.

If it were Steve, Jordan and anyone else who made this kind of strategic deployment, Tony would definitely argue endlessly.

But just as Tony was halfway through his words, he was just stared at by the old general's cold gaze, and he suddenly stiffened.

General Konev seemed to be silent for a good drink, and then he said with an angry face: "Lao Tzu is seventy-seven years old this year, and in the afternoon he was eating tea, petting his cat, and looking at his great-grandson, and he was specially pulled here by your dead bald head like black charcoal. ”

"Since Lao Tzu took over this war, the dead civilians have been over, and the soldiers have suffered more than a thousand casualties, so it has only been less than two hours, why do you think Lao Tzu Xiang did this?"

"Your grandma/grandma, can you do it, can't get out!"

The grumpy old man sprayed people online, and it was Tony Stark, a New York billionaire playboy, this scene shocked everyone, and it came for no reason, but it gave birth to a dark feeling.

To deal with Tony's poisonous tongue, you have to be so wild.

Tony was also taken aback by General Konev, but then realized that he was only thinking of those soldiers who might lose their lives for attracting the enemy, while General Konev was thinking about the entire occupation, the whole of New York, and even the whole of humanity.

By the time it took over, it was already a war.

And in war, there are no immortals.

Especially in the thinking of this old iron-blooded general, soldiers and soldiers should be proud of the horse leather shroud, as long as they start a war, it is really a matter of taking human life and not accepting their fate.