"Sir, what are we going to do?" On the other side of the abandoned car recycling yard, Ward, who didn't quite know the situation, asked through the communicator. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Coulson is also quite tangled. He had already used a megaphone to ask the audience for negotiations, and his tone was softened each time. However, there was no response at all, and it was obvious that the other party had no intention of negotiating with them. Even Coulson used the names of Rorschach and Walters to try to fight for it, but no sound came out. The whole recycling yard is like a haunted house in one of those horror movies. In addition, the drone was suddenly shot down just now, and I have to say that it is really a bit creepy.

It's not just Coulson who feels this way, but his men aren't too happy to deal with it. Some subordinates even proposed to directly bomb this ghost place with fighter planes. Considering that the bodies of his comrades had already been taken hostage by the agent, the proposal was directly rejected. Rather than bombing with fighter planes, Coulson considered using bazookas, which were easier to control the scale, to attack from the rear or from the side. And after waiting for N for a long time and the other party did not respond, he could only take the risk of making a controversial decision.

"Did you get the bazooka?"

"There it is."

"While doing so would put the hostages at risk, we can't afford to waste more time. Ward, you'll start from the rear and blow up the gap with a bazooka. Our side will then burst in through the front door, and after you bombard that side, you will attract the attention of the enemy first, and then you will rush in to rescue the hostages. Also, Fitz, after we launch, I need you to use the drone to get rid of that heavy machine gun as soon as possible, can you do that? ”

Fitz thought for a moment, "I can try it." But wait a while. ”

This meeting was actually not very long, less than two minutes. Then Coulson gave instructions.

"Three, two, start!"

First three bombardments in quick succession, and at the rear of the recycling yard, Ward's bazooka was activated. As the sound of bombing sounded, the two teams of special police who had been ambushed on both sides of the gate also rushed into the recovery yard and dispersed as soon as possible. Even if they are more fully armed than fully armed, and even wear two layers of body armor, but after all, they are not fully covered, and it is better to avoid them in the face of heavy machine guns. Spreading out the formation will reduce the damage, and it will also be possible to follow up on Fitz's side after the heavy machine gun has failed.

However, Fitz did not give them this "chance". The small drone, which had been simply modified, flew in as fast as it could, came to the position of the heavy machine gun, and immediately threw a disc-shaped object on top of the heavy machine gun. A pale blue light flashed, and after the sound of "zizi" electricity, the heavy machine gun was scrapped. The SWAT officers who entered earlier can also come out from behind the bunkers they have found, and cooperate with Ward, who enters from behind, to rescue the hostages. It's just that......

"Sir, I think you should take a look at this."

Coulson, who was closely monitoring the situation in the stadium through the communication system, frowned and turned his head to look, and was immediately stunned. Unexpectedly, standing next to the heavy machine gun was really a child, a little girl, and a little girl wearing a mask wearing a purple combat uniform and a black cape. And that's not what Coulson and Fitz find the most strange. At this time, the little girl was tied to an iron base that was moving back and forth, and a cloth ball was stuffed into her mouth!

No wonder it looks so weird from the X-ray projection map, the dare is not free movement but mechanical movement. If the little girl is like this, the sturdy man next to the hostage is probably the same? But why?

Coulson was about to ask Ward, who was supposed to be close to the hostage, about the situation, when a cacophony came from the comms.

"Down, there's an agent down!"

"What's that?"

"Didn't find it!"

"Oh, no!"

"I see ......"

"Ahh

"Damn, what's that?!"

Against the backdrop of noisy electronic sounds, the communication constantly evokes the screams and frightened voices of SWAT agents.

"Ward, what's going on? Talk to me, Ward! ”

There was another irregularity of sizzling, and Ward's voice finally rang out: "Sir, we have met the enemy!" ”

"What kind of enemy? The one next to the hostage is not tied? ”

He ...... There is a tie-up ...... But ............"

Under the interference of the sound of electricity, Ward's words became intermittent. Coulson could only ask, "But what?" ”

And this time it's finally good. Ward's voice regained its fluidity: "The hostage is dead, sir, the man is indeed tied up and gagged. ”

"Untie him, he doesn't seem to be our enemy."

Ward's focus was clearly not on the man: "The question now is, sir, we have to deal with an enemy who can be invisible!" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone outside - Coulson, Fitz, Skye, and the other agents and SWAT officers - were stunned.

"Invisibility?"

"It's unbelievable......"

"Are you sure it's really invisible?"

Voices reached Ward's ears through communications that were already under unknown influence, making him irritated.

"Okay, okay, I'm not sure!" "He only shows up every time he attacks, and he appears directly behind his target, and every time he kills with a single hit." Eleven agents have already died, and you're still asking such stupid questions at this time?! ”

This is obviously not Ward in his usual state. It seems that the appearance and means of this mysterious enemy put a lot of pressure on him. Even this elite agent who has been through all kinds of battles is like this, and Coulson can hardly expect much from the others. In fact, he himself was helpless until there was more information.

"OK, everyone get out of it, now, as soon as possible!" He said solemnly, "Ward, try to get our two original targets out as much as possible. They are the real hostages, and perhaps they know something about our mysterious people. Remember, though, that safety comes first. ”

Probably because escort missions sounded easier than killing an invisible enemy, and Ward seemed to be a lot less stressed, but he was calmed down anyway.

"I try, but it's a little bit of a hassle." "The man was looking for his daughter," he said. ”

The man was looking for the little girl.

"Her daughter is due west. You bring him over and you bring them out. ”

Ward didn't speak, but he certainly did. In the next few minutes, even as the agents and SWAT officers were already desperately retreating from the recycling yard, a dozen or so more people died at the hands of the mysterious enemy. And, as if it weren't enough, the mysterious enemy was still slaughtering Coulson's men, even if they hadn't entered the recycle yard. And the most recent one, it happened less than five meters in front of Coulson!

"Everyone, two to three people back to back, stay vigilant!"

Coulson had to give the order again. His men are not only professional agents, but also highly trained SWAT officers. Those ordinary police officers are constantly unleashing their fears, and even the agents and SWAT officers are affected. There is only one way Coulson can do this. But when the mysterious enemy has already been killed, nothing will work. And Coulson also gave the latest order.

"The police all got in the car and left! SWAT at will, agents stay! ”