Lying in front of a small dirt slope, Li Yang carefully showed his head, dodged the monitoring head and searchlight at the height of the isolation area, and looked at the general layout of the entire isolation area. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After scouting the terrain, put on gloves and become invisible.

Li Yang first left the black coffin in place and walked towards the quarantine area alone.

Because of the stealth, Li Yang didn't need to hide at all, and walked over with a swagger.

All the way to the door.

There are two handles on the left and right of the door, and the doorway is closed.

The iron fence gate is wrapped around the wire, which extends in all directions, forming a protective wall of the entire isolation area.

Li Yang wasn't sure if there was electricity on it.

In the movie, although Thor has never been electrified, he is Thor plus the protagonist, if he is electrified, Li Yang does not feel that he can have the same luck.

"It's still on the safe side"

Li Yang lowered his footsteps, but his pace did not slow down, and he walked between the two.

He threw a punch to the left and hit the man in the forehead.

Then he quickly turned around, and his steps moved quickly, and the interval was barely a second, and he threw another punch, hitting the right guard on the side of the forehead.

"Plop"

"Plop"

Both fell to the ground almost simultaneously.

Li Yang picked up one of them, circled in place, and then threw it to the door.

There was a thud, and the door was slammed open.

The door itself is not locked, in order to facilitate transportation, after all, this isolation area has just been built, and many equipment, personnel, and experts in it have not yet been put in place.

Now it's cheaper than Li Yang.

Although the equipment was not complete, the most basic alarms, monitoring, and communication devices were already in place, and even when Li Yang defeated the guards, the agents in charge of the guards inside rushed one after another.

The quarantine area is very large, and even if the agents arrive by car, they will not be able to arrive immediately, and this little time is enough for Li Yang to bang on the door and sneak in.

But Li Yang only sneaked in, not deeply, and his current job is to clear the road.

A car pulls up at the door, and two agents jump out of it.

They saw the doorway that had been knocked open, and they saw the two guards who had fallen to the ground, but they couldn't see the attacker Li Yang.

"Who?" One of the agents couldn't help but ask.

Another agent looked around vigilantly, but still didn't see half a figure, so he could only spread his hands helplessly at his colleague, shook his head and said, "No one"

"Probably already infiltrated, hurry up and inform... Thump! Before the agent could finish his sentence, he fell straight to the ground.

“what？” As soon as the other agent exclaimed, his head ached, and he followed in the footsteps of his companion.

After knocking over four people in a row, Li Yang still didn't leave, and while waiting at the door, he took out the signal jammer that had been prepared and plugged it into the ground.

Turn on your phone.

"Jarvis, block the communications here..."

"Blocked Complete"

Li Yang continued to go deeper into the quarantine area, but he was still not in a hurry to find Thor's hammer.

Because the current clearing task has not yet been completed.

In the center of the quarantine zone, Phil Coulson stood in front of the surveillance equipment, looking at the monitoring screen covered with snowflakes, his face full of anxiety.

"What's going on?"

"Someone is jamming the signal," the inspector replied immediately.

"What about the agent you just sent?"

"There is no news yet, the communication signal is disturbed, and it is impossible to contact"

"Fack!" Phil Coulson couldn't help but burst out with a foul language.

The quarantine area has just been established, he has just taken over this task, and the impact of the failure of the previous mission has not passed, and now something has gone wrong in the blink of an eye, how can he bear it?

"All follow me," Phil Coulson shouted, personally leading all the agents outside.

At the same time, he also wanted to contact Hawkeye Patton, who was standing on guard at the highest place, but as soon as he picked up the walkie-talkie, he found that the walkie-talkie had failed.

"Go, inform Patton that there is an enemy attack"

Phil Coulson called one of them to inform Barton, and he went outside to meet the enemy.

Originally, he was supposed to be in the center to command, but with the monitoring of snowflakes, how could he be allowed to command? So he could only go outside to command in person.

And when Phil Coulson arrived at the door, he was shocked to find that all the people who had just been dispatched had all fallen to the ground at this moment, and he could see at a glance that all of them had fainted and were not dead.

But that's what makes it even more scary.

Who exactly is the attacker? What is the purpose? If it was an attack, why did the men show mercy? Judging from the strength shown by the enemy, isn't killing people the best choice? ……

There were too many questions, but before Phil Coulson could find the answers, he also fainted.

Even after fainting, he was taken special care by someone, and a few more colors were added to his body.

"That's pretty much it," Li Yang looked at the dozens of people who had fainted on the ground.

These are all well-trained agents, although there are only a few dozen people, but together, they are by no means inferior to a small army of hundreds of people, according to the scale of the quarantine area in front of them, the number of defenders, it should be that.

Li Yang waited for a little two minutes, and after finding that no more agents came out, he nodded and left the quarantine area.

A few minutes later, he came back again, dragging his precious black coffin.

And he himself is cautiously in a state of stealth.

Li Yang miscalculated one thing, that is, there were still people in the quarantine area.

Just before.

Barton stood under the searchlight, but even though he was known as an eagle eye, he couldn't shoot an arrow, because he couldn't find an archery target at all, and the distance was too far to see the moon, which made it even more difficult to shoot.

At this point, it is by no means the time to shoot an arrow.

Patton is not only an agent, but also a marksman, and with so many unfavorable factors, he will never shoot rashly knowing that he will not be able to shoot.

In fact, he didn't see what was happening at the door.

But he quickly took the plan.

He wasn't alone now, there was one person available, the same person Phil Coulson had sent to inform him of an enemy attack.

"You go and draw the enemy over, and I'll answer from above"

"Understood"

The plan was simple, but Barton was confident that with his marksmanship, he would never miss an attack if the enemy stepped into range.

Barton held his breath and stood high with the arrow wound and ready to shoot anytime, anywhere.

Below, the agent who was about to join Barton Lane had just stepped outside when he saw such a scene that he would never forget.

The night was dark, and although it was not enough to reach out and not see the five fingers, it was difficult to see the light of the stars and the moon under the thick black clouds in the sky.

The eye can barely see.

In front of me, an indescribable, hair-raising thrilling scene came into view.

A black coffin, under the premise of no help and artificiality, is like a raw foot, and it is lonely and moving forward on its own...

Once, moment, moment......

The rhythmic regularity is like a person walking leisurely with his legs on his legs, and his pace is even.

The coffin was distinctly metallic, making a screeching grinding sound as it advanced on the ground.

The next moment,

stopped,

And he stopped in front of himself, as if he had discovered himself, and he was facing him.

This......

coffin

Walking?

Still see yourself?

The agent's face, which has been patterned for a long time because of his work, can't help but crawl full of horror.

"I ...... Exercise! ”

The agent burst into a foul mouth, short, but with deep fear.

He held back his trembling legs, his Adam's apple stiffened, and he swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva, and the muzzle of the gun was raised, but it turned sharply again

Run!

Fuck, I'm an agent, I can arrest people, torture, guards, even wars, and spies, but the ghost catching business is better left to others!