At the entrance of the cave, several smoke grenades were thrown into it. These tiny pinballs burst open, spewing thick smoke that filled the air near the cave entrance, quickly obscuring everything around them.

The Hulks inside the cave immediately felt something unusual, and the pungent smoke poured into their lungs, causing them to feel so uncomfortable that they had to cover their mouths and cough desperately and huddle in the corner.

"Ahem, hold on, Dad will come back to save us soon... Ahem, ahem."

"Now, rush in!"

An earth-shattering shout came from outside the cave, and with this shout, a dozen warriors in golden power armor rushed in desperately, each holding a large-caliber firearm in his hand.

Their helmets help them filter out the smoke while scanning the location of the remaining greenskins, clearly showing the target in their field of vision.

For these greenskins, the unbearable smoke became the best disguise for the warriors.

When they got closer, the golden-armored warrior raised his gun without hesitation, aiming accurately at the greenskins. Shots resounded across the battlefield, and bullets rained down on the bodies of the Greenskins.

The Greenskins tried to resist, but their movements were far behind the speed of the fighters.

At the moment of the gunshots, bullets hit their bodies, tearing their flesh and splattering blood. Their bodies trembled under the impact of the bullets, like fallen leaves swept up by the wind, and finally fell powerlessly.

However, in this bloody slaughter, one of the Hulks, who was hiding at the back, escaped the fatal blow.

He let out a cry of pain, and his body was only hit by a few stray bullets, so he did not immediately fall to the ground.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to eat you! He looked at the corpses of his brothers and sisters on the ground, his voice screaming and screaming, and then angrily rushed at the golden-armored warriors, waving his hands fiercely, trying to fight back with his anger.

However, the gold-armored warrior led by the next second suddenly appeared in front of Hulk, holding a sharp blade in his hand. Before Hulk could react, his throat was slashed with a knife, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Hulk's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were full of pain and unwillingness, and his huge body collapsed weakly, and the flame of life was extinguished.

The golden power armor warrior led by him pressed the communication device with a blank face, "The inside of the cave has been controlled, continue to clean up the perimeter." ”

The rest of the Golden-Armored warriors quickly dispersed, walking towards the Hulk corpses on the ground, their guns in hand, and began to make up for the final blow to the Hulks, the greenskins who had fallen to the ground.

The gunfire rang out again, hitting the Hulk on the ground with incredible accuracy. The movements of the golden-armored warriors were swift and calm, and they did not hesitate in the slightest to send bullets into each target. The corpses of the Hulks who had fallen to the ground trembled at the sound of gunfire, and blood gushed out in a brutal scene.

Surprisingly, however, a few of the lucky ones survived by their extraordinary physical fitness, struggling in pain and trying to get up.

With a few muffled thuds, the surviving Hulks' heads burst open, splattering blood and brains.

Calm, efficient and without mercy.

These Thunder Warriors act with a ruthless stance, performing their tasks like machines, their movements fluid and precise, without the slightest superfluous move, each step like a carefully planned dance.

The sound of their weapons is like an ode to death, there is no hesitation, no cowardice, and they interpret the meaning of their existence with practical actions.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the white night dressed in an anti-Hulk mecha fell from the sky and stood steadily outside the cave. His figure was tall and mighty, and the armor of his mecha shimmered in the sunlight, like an invincible silver god of war.

Bai Ye's gaze swept over the cave and saw the Thunder Warrior who was busy cleaning up the endgame, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied look.

He had already received the footage that had just been sent back from his computer, and the ruthlessness and efficiency displayed by the Thunder Warriors in this bloody battle was exactly what he was expecting.

When the thunder warrior led by the leader saw the appearance of Bai Ye, he immediately put down his work, hurriedly walked in front of him, and raised his head in salute. His movements are smooth and majestic, showing respect and reverence for the white night.

"You're here." His voice was firm and his eyes were resolute, and the thunder warriors behind him also stopped their movements one after another, turned to the white night and saluted, their movements consistent and neat

Bai Ye waved his hand slightly, signaling that they could put down their hands, "You guys did a good job, continue to clean up." ”

The Hulklands aren't the toughest of the wastelands to deal with, and there's a lot to be done.

Hearing White Night's words, the Thunder Warriors immediately returned to normal, and after checking that the Hulks on the ground were dead, they quickly exited the cave and hunted down the remaining Hulks with the troops outside.

Not all of the Hulks are cowering in Banner's house, and many are now enjoying the benefits of being the owner of the land in a brothel or bar.

But they soon didn't have to enjoy it.

There was a mechanical click at the entrance of the cave, and then Hawkeye, dressed in golden power armor, and Helby, a small robot, walked in from outside the cave.

"Ah, here you are." White Night turned his gaze away, opened the mech's helmet and smiled, "Send a message to Pietro and Frank to tell them that we're over here and they can get started." ”

Immediately upon hearing White Night's command, Helby's electronic screen began to flicker, revealing a pixel animation of a small envelope leaping out of one mailbox and landing in another.

After a few seconds, the animation turns into a checkmark, which indicates that it has finished transmitting.

Outside the White House, inside a somewhat dilapidated house.

The Punisher sat on the side of a wooden table, disassembling a weapon with skill and speed, which was nothing more than amusement for him.

There were a variety of firearms and ammunition on the table, apparently in preparation for the upcoming operation.

Quicksilver stood quietly in front of the window of his room, raised his binoculars, and looked at the White House in the distance, which from the outside looked like it hadn't been renovated for decades.

An hour earlier he had taken Frank to the abandoned hut and waited for orders as White Night had said.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed from his waist, and he reacted instantly, reaching out and taking out the thing. It was a small, delicate communicator that was emitting a faint blue light.

He gently pressed the button on the communicator, and a small line of small print immediately appeared on the screen:

The action begins.

(End of chapter)