Kevin has collected a lot of intelligence recently, and since the reform of the special operations unit, soldiers need to learn a lot more.

He is not very good at using his brain, but for the sake of the ideal in his heart, he still learned a lot of knowledge.

Fortunately, the T-virus can make his brain clearer, his concentration better, and his memory better, which has allowed him to survive the difficult learning stage, and now he is barely an agent.

Some of the experience of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s agent training was mixed into the training of special operations unit soldiers, and after receiving the news that he needed to find the homeless, Kevin also began his own operation.

It's just that there are homeless people everywhere on weekdays, but they can't find them under the deliberate search.

In one day, the homeless people who were finally found were basically some crazy people who spoke vaguely and took drugs.

When it gets dark, Kevin finds a homeless man near Grand Central Station to get the inside scoop, and after paying five $20 tickets, he gets an important clue.

Broadway subway station, where there is a homeless man rumored to be a subordinate of Bowery, the king of the underground.

Boeery, the king of the underground, has another piece of information.

Kevin sat in the corner of a subway car, holding his smartphone and constantly tapping, editing the information he had obtained into a message ready to send back to the system.

If the information is confirmed to be true, he will be rewarded with 200 credits, which have no less purchasing power in the Umbrella Company's in-house store, which is a currency system that Duncan has designed and produced for veteran gamers to be entertaining and motivate employees to grow.

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The process of editing information is very complicated, Kevin needs to write down the whole process of obtaining this information in detail to ensure the rigor of the information, if there is a little mistake, it is easy to be regarded as unqualified news, if someone is misled by the message, there may be a deduction of points, serious will be expelled.

At this time, the carriage arrived at the station, and the carriage that was almost full of people left a batch and entered another batch.

A strong smell of blood squeezed into the carriage with the flow of people, causing Kevin's thick brows to rise and turn his head to look at the source of the smell of blood.

It was found to be a man in a suit with several small wounds on his face and a lot of blood stains on his finger bones.

Kevin, who was sitting in the corner, could only see the back of the man in the suit, the man in the suit seemed to be looking at someone, he got up from his seat, the big man of nearly two meters gave him a good view, and found a black man staring at the man in the suit with a pair of fierce eyes.

The black man spotted Kevin, who was suddenly standing up, and was attracted a little attention by his tall body, glanced slightly, and then withdrew his gaze and stared at the man in the suit again.

Because Kevin has a mobile phone in one hand and Starbucks in the other, even if he is very tall, he looks no threat, maybe he is just an ordinary person.

His chest burned with a flame called hatred, his eyes could not accommodate anyone else, and more than half of his brain was filled with vengeful commands, leaving no extra energy to allocate to inconsequential passers-by.

"This train is Broadway Train C, the next stop, Lector Street."

The subway broadcast the station, and the train slowly stopped.

The doors opened, and nearly half of the people in the carriage stepped out, making the crowded compartment a little more spacious.

Under Kevin's gaze, the distance between the black man and the man in the suit narrowed a little.

The absence of the passenger's body allowed him to see more details.

The back of the man in the suit, on the suit, has several bullet holes!

Hiss!

Kevin looked at the bullet holes and gasped, could this be the source of the smell of blood?

After being shot several times, you can still stand calmly in the subway and confront another person, what a strong physical fitness!

Even if he injected the super soldier serum, it wasn't so fierce, those shots were all shot at critical positions, and ordinary people had to lie on the ground and flutter after being shot, which is definitely not normal!

Second-class merit!

This is a proper second-class merit!

Discover the peculiarities of this world, as long as you upload the information, you can definitely be rated as a second-class meritorious.

Now Kevin doesn't have much need for material things, but he is obsessed with medals that represent glory, and when he encounters the credit of walking, he will definitely strive for it!

Quietly raising his phone, Kevin canceled the flash and shutter sound, took a photo of the back of the man in the suit, and then wanted to sit down and simply edit and upload the message.

But as soon as he turned his head, there was already an extra person in his seat.

Well, his seat is gone.

Yu Guang secretly observed the two of them who were tense and rattling, and Kevin's finger clicked quickly, and he finished uploading the information before the subway reached the next station.

The intelligence was screened through the system and confirmed by the White Queen, and the priority was raised to the highest.

Duncan, who was staying in the hotel, was very happy to see the news, he trusted his soldiers' judgment, and immediately asked the White Queen to arrange for the nearby special operations force soldiers, no matter what the facts, to tie up the suspicious man first.

If it's a misunderstanding, then make amends and let it go.

Thirteen soldiers of the special operations forces near the subway station received the task and immediately rushed to Broadway.

Kevin's subway was on Broadway.

When arranging the task, the subway has already stopped at the station, and more than half of the passengers in the carriage are missing.

Further on is Broadway, which was vandalized by mobs the other day, and now there's nothing there, so now there are only four or five people left in the carriage.

The two people who had been looking at each other for a long time in the middle of the carriage were close to a distance of less than one and a half meters at this time, and they were obviously about to start moving!

The man in the suit pulled out a switchblade from his trouser pocket, and the black man pulled out a special dagger from his waistband, both of which had weapons of equal length.

The two looked at each other affectionately like the protagonists in a stage play, and their presence was extremely conspicuous, and the few remaining passengers in the carriage noticed them, and they couldn't help but hold their breath when they saw the flickering cold knife.

The subway car door closed, and the two people seemed to have received a signal from the ring, and the knife stabbed each other in the abdomen, but the hand holding the knife was clamped by the other hand of the other party at the same time, unable to advance for half a minute, and fell into a stalemate.

Kevin raised his phone to take pictures openly, and the two who had just entered the state ignored him.

The black man didn't want to stalemate with the man in the suit, so he raised his thigh and crashed into the dagger in his hand, and the sudden huge force broke the balance, and the outside of the man's thigh was pierced by the dagger.

"Ugh!" The man in the suit clenched his teeth, and the pain of the knife entering the flesh was forcibly endured, and his whole face returned to blood in an instant.

Then he slammed the dagger out of his thigh, and tangled it with the black man in the empty carriage.

The subtle counter-blocking techniques and knuckle skills are a delight to behold, and this pinnacle of technical offense has an indescribable beauty.

The hand of the man in the suit holding the dagger was controlled, and his left hand continuously blocked the black man's right hand, seizing the opportunity to punch the black man in the ribs twice, and the dull sound of bangbang made people feel pain when they heard it.

Seizing an opportunity to fold his hands, the man in the suit turned around and used his wrestling skills to throw the black man's body to the ground, probably because he was too injured and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but pulled away.

Wonderful!

Kevin secretly applauded the desperate fight between the two, if it was before the T virus was injected, it would be impossible for him to make such an attack with such skill that is higher than brute force.

This requires not only a high dynamic reaction speed, but also an instinctive fear of sharp objects, talent and hard work.

Many people will teach people how to deal with gangsters with daggers in their hands on videos, but if they really face a gangster with a dagger in their hands, ordinary people and even trained soldiers in the army will most likely die.

The most correct way is to contain the other with something longer than a dagger, or to run, as far as you can!