Well, that's right, it turns out that he is more and more overlapping with the image of the white-robed sword god (berserker) Gandalf who claims to be a mage in the movie, but the image of the white-robed sword god (berserker) Gandalf who makes a staff in his left hand and sells a sword in his right hand is more and more overlapping.

Congratulations!

Congratulations...... What a ghost!

The only thing that brought Mei Mumu some comfort was that the [Song of the Blue Sky] could transform when he didn't want to, and he could re-enter the void.

Maybe that's a little bit of a mage!

Mei Mumu didn't have any thoughts, he just wanted to be quiet.

Standing on the balcony of the white house, open the window, let the cold wind blow on your face, blowing your short hair slightly and shaking slightly...... Maybe this can wipe away the sadness on his face.

Not far away, two female students walked by and saw this scene.

"Ah, the chief is so handsome. ”

"Alas, it's all like this, and I'm still worried about the country and the people, and I'm concerned about the front line. ”

"It's a pity!"

Hey, hey! What does this mean? I'm not really disabled, I'll go back in time to show you when I go back! I'm getting a disability certificate under false notice!

Mei Mumu shouted in his heart, but he couldn't say such a thing!

That's when there was a knock on the door.

The secretary informed that the senior officials of the Intelligence Service had arrived.

After a pleasant greeting, to get to the point, anyway, basically that guy has one meaning: I hope Mei Mumu can pass on his real housekeeping skills to the next generation of agents. Not to let his skills be lost. even hinted that the country also took a fancy to his skills, so he came here to shine.

"It's okay, it just so happens that the new batch of trainees is almost trained, and I will teach the most suitable skills according to their strengths. ”

"Can't you learn it all, practice a ...... like you?"

"That's enough!" Mei Mumu Wang was angry and slapped the table directly: "Don't be a layman to point fingers casually." Not every soldier can train to be a pilot. It's great to have one or two of the students in a class get one of my skills. ”

The image of Umegi is becoming more and more mysterious.

Perhaps he was just a young hunter at the beginning, but now everyone thinks that he is a strong man who has obtained a mysterious inheritance from an unknown school. Fortunately, he was a Soviet.

The high-ranking official of the intelligence department was obviously weaker, and said in a low voice: "Then, are there any seedlings in this session?"

"Yes!"

The high-ranking officials were obviously relieved, if they could cultivate two extraordinary powerhouses who made the top shine, they could also make a difference. Because recent intelligence has shown that there are superman-like guys in Germany and the United States. However, the Winter Soldier project is still stalled.

The general secretary began to be dissatisfied.

The assessments in the Red House are becoming more and more frequent.

If the basic physical fitness data is not good, brush it off.

If you can't beat the instructor in a fighting match, brush it off.

If the shooting competition does not meet the standards of sharpshooters, brush it off.

The competition is cruel, no one cares, how old you are, whether you were sick in the competition, or for some other reason, losing is losing.

The losers will be sent away immediately, and as for what the Ministry of Intelligence is doing with these half-hung orphans, Mei Mumu does not ask. Perhaps they will be retrained to become mere spies. Perhaps he will be discarded for military service. Even delegate messy tasks and sacrifice them.

Mei Mumu only knows that there is only one girl who can become a black widow every time.

In the end, it was Natalia and Yelena who stood in front of Mei Mumu.

The two will face off in an indiscriminate matchup in the arena. Any weapon can be used in the duel, even to the death of the opponent.

In fact, in this abandoned factory-turned-ultimate gladiatorial arena, not only are there a large number of discarded machine tools used as cover, but there are also more than 200 kinds of light weapons and cold weapons of the lower level of rocket artillery randomly placed everywhere.

Mei Mumu, the officials of the Red House, and a number of high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Intelligence watched their duel through thick bulletproof glass in a special observation room around the factory at the height of the factory.

Black widow-level tearing, oh no, it's a duel, it's quite interesting.

Why should women be embarrassed by women, describing Natalia and Yelena. Mei Mumu didn't know where this Yelena came from, but she was not weaker than Natalia at all, and even more agile and extreme human body performance made him a little interested in this girl.

Umemumu changed history, and he appeared to save Natalia, and the future Miss Black Widow is now a little less like Black Widow, and Yelena is more like it.

Without it, Yelena is calmer and more ruthless.

Natalia has been mixed with Mei Mumu for a long time, and she has more battlefield experience than the original history, and her concealment work is even better. It's an empirical grind.

It is clear from the observation room that Natalia spotted Yelena early on, but Natalia did not attack. Because she was a little unlucky, she never found her handy weapon.

Sniper rifles, pistols, short weapons, hand-to-hand combat, this is what Natalia is best at.

But the god bow and arrow, long knife, Bobosha, these ghost things, Mei Mumu wants to laugh when he sees them. In the old factories full of machine tools, if these long weapons and bulky guys bump into something, the first hand is gone.

After a small half-turn, Natalia picked up only one brick and carefully carried Bobosha behind her.

Yelena didn't find Natalia over there, but she estimated the general position of the opponent and went straight to the bomb. As soon as it was shot, it was three wooden-handled grenades.

The wooden-handled grenade later stepped out of the stage of history, not because it was not powerful enough, but because it took up too much space. Pure explosive power, that's carrying.

"Boom, boom!"

The grenade with the fuse drawn in advance exploded in mid-air, and the hot shock wave and grenade fragments scattered in all directions, and if it was involved in the explosion area, it would definitely be smashed into a bloody sieve.

Almost all observers thought that Natalia was finished, but who knew that at the last moment, as if performing a bone shrinking exercise, she shrunk her body directly behind a steel plate half a square meter in size and a centimeter thick, and hid in the corner.

"When!when!when!"

Letting the grenade fragments and machine tool fragments fly around, she was stunned and didn't hurt her in the slightest.

"Da-da-da-da!" Yelena took out the Thomson submachine gun she had picked up, known as the Chicago typewriter, and fired at Natalia.

Who knew Bobosofa was powerful.

Natalia pressed the trigger and fired the bullet back with the same steel plate she had just protected as a shield.

Don't talk about Thomson, against the king of street fighting, MP40 will also kneel!

The sharp trajectory slashed through, crushing Yelena on the spot, hiding behind a machine tool and cowering.

But Yelena should have believed in the Five Fireball God Cult, and she actually had three small M39 oval grenades used by Hans. The grenade thrown in the shape of a zigzag drew three arcs of death in mid-air......