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At this time, the San Francisco area was already in mourning.

Countless wounded soldiers mixed with the panicked fleeing crowd poured into the rear defense line in great confusion, which suddenly brought a greater burden to the already stressed defense line.

And at this critical moment when it is necessary to seize every minute and every second, there are still many people who have started to make trouble!

The reporters who seem to smell like flies, the rich people who finally react and try to get their men to drive to pick them up, the thugs who take advantage of the chaos to start smashing and looting, and the brainless demonstrators who demand that the government disclose the truth and take responsibility for the casualties...

The actions of these people have undoubtedly turned the order that the second line of defense is barely maintaining, into more and more chaos.

To add insult to injury, those terrorists actually came to get involved! There was still a huge scorched black in the northwest corner of the line, the traces left by the explosion of a suicide car bomb...

In short, the entire neighborhood was in chaos.

"These bastards, those ****** lunatics who deserve to be hanged ten thousand times! In this case, what should I do to stop those monsters?! ”

The defense line was too late to be arranged, the formation was repeatedly broken by the crowd, and the already dwarfed forces had to be divided into a part to maintain law and order... The pale-faced Colonel Greenland was almost desperate, and he even saw some of the recruits sneaking into the crowd and fleeing.

"Colonel, are you going to send someone to get those guys back?"

The adjutant looked at the soldiers below who had secretly taken off their clothes and blended into the crowd, their faces full of murderous intent.

From the third floor of the supermarket where they were now located, the situation of the entire position was almost unobstructed, and the small movements of the soldiers could not hide from these officers at all.

"Forget it, it's too late and, there's no need for it"

Colonel Greenland waved his hand tiredly, knowing in his heart that this situation was almost unavoidable.

After a long period of peace, it can be said that most of the soldiers under his command who have not experienced foreign wars of aggression have never really seen blood.

And this kind of soldier, who is basically the same level as the street gangsters, has to face such a brutal killing battlefield as soon as he comes up, and he also faces the morale blow of the defeat of the previous position.

It can be said that the fear in the hearts has drowned out most of the sanity of these people.

Now everything is just that they are following their long-standing habits in a daze, and it seems that there is no problem, but in fact, the whole position is not only a few deserters who have a problem?

He even bet that the vast majority of the soldiers below were basically on the verge of collapse!

"Damn, when will the reinforcements from other troops and the special support promised by the president arrive?!"

Although five more helicopters came one after another during this time, it was still a drop in the bucket.

When the pythons that were slaughtering the rout regrouped and began to storm the defense again, everything could really be over

And at this moment of desperation, a transport plane from Washington slowly landed at the airport in San Francisco after an hour's flight.

"It's finally here."

A bewitching blonde beauty pushed open the plane door, swayed her waist and stepped on a cat's step to get out of the way, and then stretched lazily.

The uneven curves are completely model-level, showing the unique seductive charm of women...

"I haven't been active, and everyone is fat!"

Muttering something in her mouth, she seemed to have found something, and suddenly turned her head to look behind her, and a figure who was nearly one meter seven five taller than her and more than one section shorter suddenly ran out.

Perhaps suffocating, the figure quickly stopped beside her and took a deep breath.

"The air of freedom has been locked up by those damn politicians for a month, and I can finally come out and relax!"

With the cheers, it can be seen that this is a Caucasian teenager who looks like a junior high school student.

He has short brown hair, slightly yellowish skin that seems to have a small amount of yellow blood, and generally looks very inconspicuous, belonging to the type that cannot be found in the crowd instantly.

Perhaps the only thing that caught the eye was that he was holding a pure black British shorthair cat in his arms, and as he stroked it, the cat with closed eyes let out a pleasant purr.

"Okay, don't complain, it's good that there is this newly established department, and all our previous charges have been pardoned, otherwise you have been charged with at least ten serious injuries before, and it is estimated that you will not even want to get out of prison thirty years ago!"

The two seemed to be very familiar, the woman knocked on the young man's head very skillfully, and then led the way off the plane, and behind the two, nearly a hundred more people walked out of the large passenger plane one after another.

These people have different appearances, almost including men, women, and children of all ages, whites, yellows, blacks, and browns, and their temperaments are also very different, and there are even a few hideous-looking guys with shackles.

Except for a few young people who were shouting like the women and teenagers before them, most of them seemed very silent, and their expressionless faces could not tell what these people were thinking at the moment

"Everyone's here?"

Several black-clothed men who had been waiting at the airport for a long time looked at these "rich ruffian old and weak women" with dozens of people as if they were facing a great enemy, carefully checked the number of people according to the list in their hands, and then nodded to a lieutenant colonel wearing a military uniform on the side.

"It's all here, it's time to go!"

"Okay."

The lieutenant colonel looked at the people in front of him a little distracted, nodded subconsciously when he heard the words of the man in black, and then waved his hand, and several large buses suddenly drove over.

Seeing these people lining up peacefully on the bus, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"Can these people really save San Francisco?"

The lieutenant colonel clearly knew something, but the incomplete information almost blew up his curiosity.

Judging from his eyes, maybe those adult men would have a good fighting power when they took up arms, but what role could those gray-haired old men and children play in front of that kind of super python?

Feeding?

But in any case, the order had to be carried out, so he quickly rushed to the front with these men.

Several of the buses set off in silence, but as they approached the defensive line, a loud roar suddenly became clear, accompanied by the dense sound of bullets and the noise of helicopter flights, which made these originally expressionless creatures show surprised expressions for the first time.

"Sister Akasha, we're not really going to war, are we?"

The boy tugged at the sleeve of the woman next to him who was looking out the window, obviously frightened by the terrifying atmosphere.

No matter what, he was just an ordinary blood color before, and when he really felt this pressure, he suddenly became overwhelmed.

Not only him, but it can be said that most of the nearly 100 people are beating drums in their hearts.

Fortunately, however, the superhero mentality in general in the United States played a significant role at this time, and the overwhelming number of movies and cartoons about superheroes made some people fearful, but did not appear to run away, but gradually became firm after the initial panic.

"We, but we want to save America's superman!"

Thinking about the strength that they have now detached from the concept of ordinary people, confidence suddenly returned to them again.

Of course, in addition to this, the various promises of the US government are also an important reason.

Obviously, the group of people in front of them is the newly formed "S.H.I.E.L.D.", selected from more than 1,000 special human beings with combat effectiveness.

The original identities of these people were unusually messy, in addition to a small number of people who were originally from the military, police and other professional backgrounds, including white-collar workers, teachers, students, models, gangsters, criminals, and so on.

The complex source made the U.S. government spend a lot of effort in order to make them contribute, such as those handcuffs, who were born as heinous criminals, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter, these people would not see the light of day until they died, and the **** promised by the U.S. government became the bait they had to desperately use.

And the rest of the people, either promising money, or seducing fame, and even all kinds of coercion and inducement, are endless, and they are finally integrated with these people.

And now, the great crisis in San Francisco has become an experiment for them to show their worth.

Once they fail to achieve the original intended results, they will definitely not end well for these guys who have wasted a lot of money that the government has invested.

So, it's time for them to fight hard!

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