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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0102_part_02
Chapter 161
chapter 0102 part 2
Not to mention himself, even the eight soldiers he brought, once injected with Lizard Serum, dealing with over a dozen Aliens would be easy.
The black big man took in everyone's expressions. Upon seeing Charles Bishop Weyland nod slightly at him, he continued his introduction: "This creature has another characteristic. Once it successfully parasitizes a host, the youngling will automatically fuse with the host's gene and possess some of the host's abilities. In short, this is a very troublesome creature!"
"Our destination is a Pyramid under the ice in Antarctica. There are many of these creatures inside, so please be careful!"
"What is our objective? These Alien creatures?"
Baroness adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and asked the black big man.
The black big man cast a questioning gaze towards his Boss.
Charles Bishop Weyland, supported by his private doctor beside him, shakily stood up and turned and looked at the crowd.
Actually, it was mainly Tang Song and Storm Shadow's two groups.
The remaining people were all Charles's own confidante mercenaries.
"There is something I need at the bottom of the Pyramid. My time is running out. As long as you can help me enter there this time, I will do my best to help you accomplish the matters I promised you!"
"If everyone has no objections, we will depart from San José tomorrow and fly directly to Ushuaia, where I have arranged an icebreaker to meet us..."
Charles Bishop Weyland hadn't spoken more than a couple of sentences when he covered his mouth and coughed violently, making anyone who saw it worry that he might cough himself into a seizure. His private doctor hurriedly helped him sit down and carefully fed him a pill.
Tang Song came for the identity of a formal member of the Sacred Shield Brotherhood. A few Aliens, for him, were just a matter of lifting a finger. Naturally, he wouldn't withdraw.
On the other side, Baroness and Storm Shadow exchanged opinions, and neither spoke.
After reaching a consensus, Charles Bishop Weyland was pushed out of the conference room.
Just as Tang Song stood up, Storm Shadow, dressed in white, took a step ahead, walking in front of Boss Tang, and looked back at Boss Tang with a hint of provocation.
Tang Song nodded slightly at him and lightly stroked the thumb ring on his thumb with his index finger.
Click!
Boss Tang was composed, but seeing Storm Shadow's provocative action, the bodyguards surrounding Boss Tang immediately stood up, each one immediately drew the handguns they had concealed.
Fox, who was sitting beside Tang Song, was even more like performing magic, as two large-caliber silver revolvers appeared in her hands, pointing directly at Storm Shadow.
Swish! Seeing Storm Shadow being pointed at with guns, the Cobra Soldiers he brought all simultaneously drew their guns.
The two sides immediately faced off in this conference room.
Storm Shadow looked at the revolvers Fox pointed at him. A chill made his temples throb violently.
Storm Shadow stared at the woman holding the guns beside Tang Song with some surprise. One must know, with his strength, at this distance of less than three steps, even if someone was holding a gun, he could quickly counter-kill the opponent.
From this woman, he actually felt a sense of death threat.
The gun muzzles stimulated Storm Shadow's nerves. His right hand moved towards the hilt of his katana, subconsciously about to draw his blade.
Just at this moment, a hand firmly grabbed his wrist.
"What?" Storm Shadow widened his eyes, looking at Tang Song who had suddenly appeared in front of him.
He hadn't seen at all how Tang Song got in front of him.
"Let's go!"
Tang Song released the hand holding Storm Shadow's wrist, patted his shoulder, ignoring the pale-faced Storm Shadow.
He tilted his head and called out. Fox put away the twin guns in her hands and obediently followed behind Boss Tang. Watching Tang Song and his group leave the conference room, Storm Shadow still maintained the posture of drawing his blade but not moving. Baroness walked forward with some doubt.
Her hand had just touched Storm Shadow's shoulder.
Thud! Storm Shadow directly fell to the ground.
Baroness was startled and quickly squatted down, reaching her hand towards Storm Shadow's nose.
Thankfully, he was still breathing!
……………
Just as Tang Song and Storm Shadow's two groups were facing off, at the Central Laboratory Hatchery on Isla Nublar, several invisible beings silently bypassed the Hatchery's security system and sneaked into the Laboratory.
Soon, dinosaur eggs disappeared from the Hatchery out of thin air.
……………
War and chaos in Africa is the theme here. None of the major powers want peace here.
This is the best dumping ground for weapons, and a paradise for mercenaries to get rich.
This place belongs to the lions and hyenas!
Six armored vehicles full of soldiers. Kane sat in the passenger seat, holding a Federal General Purpose Machine Gun in his hand.
"You wait here for me, I'm going to meet the employer!"
"Yes, Boss!"
The soldiers got out of the vehicles and stood neatly in four rows. Black soldiers carrying AKs coming and going looked at this group of soldiers with envious and jealous eyes.
Compared to them, who had nothing but a gun each, the equipment on these mercenaries was truly too luxurious.
Each person wore an LBV Tactical Vest over their clothes. Their limb joints were covered with pitch black, three-layered high-strength fiber woven bulletproof armor.
In addition, each soldier's FAST Kevlar Tactical Helmet had an integrated pig-snout Gas Mask attached underneath. The left side of the helmet exterior had a Radio Headset suspended via an NVG Mount slot.
Furthermore, the belts these soldiers wore also had one Mk3a2 Offensive Hand Grenade, one M8 Smoke Grenade, and one M7290 Flashbang each, one SIG Sauer 9mm Pistol, and the outside of their tactical boots gaiters even had an M9 Bayonet attached.
These tactical equipment, which sounded extremely advanced and impressive to those unfamiliar with them, were armed to the teeth. In short, this was a Special Operations Team composed of thirty elite soldiers.
"Lieutenant Colonel Kane, please have a seat!"
Kane met this employer at the Federal French Army Station.
He was a tall and burly middle-aged man, wearing a suit, bald head. His bald, egg-like forehead was covered in soil-like cracks. His accent and voice were stiff, sounding like a German.
Of course, what was most eye-catching was the Steel Mechanical Glove he wore on his right hand.
Hearing his address, Kane's gaze narrowed.
"You know me!"
"Germany's most formidable Special Operations Instructor, awarded the Hero Medal three times, Lieutenant Colonel Kane, known as the King of Special Forces, how could I not know you!"
The man clapped his hands. "Let me introduce myself, I am the Commander of the Allied French Army, Wolfgang von Strucker! I am responsible for this eastern front operation against Wakanda!"
"You're German!" Kane frowned upon hearing the man's name.
He didn't relax his wary just because he met a fellow countryman.
"Relax, it's not the time of World War II anymore. Although I am German, that doesn't affect the fact that I am currently the Commander of the French Army, does it!"
"How did you know my identity?"
Not to mention himself, even the eight soldiers he brought, once injected with Lizard Serum, dealing with over a dozen Aliens would be easy.
The black big man took in everyone's expressions. Upon seeing Charles Bishop Weyland nod slightly at him, he continued his introduction: "This creature has another characteristic. Once it successfully parasitizes a host, the youngling will automatically fuse with the host's gene and possess some of the host's abilities. In short, this is a very troublesome creature!"
"Our destination is a Pyramid under the ice in Antarctica. There are many of these creatures inside, so please be careful!"
"What is our objective? These Alien creatures?"
Baroness adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and asked the black big man.
The black big man cast a questioning gaze towards his Boss.
Charles Bishop Weyland, supported by his private doctor beside him, shakily stood up and turned and looked at the crowd.
Actually, it was mainly Tang Song and Storm Shadow's two groups.
The remaining people were all Charles's own confidante mercenaries.
"There is something I need at the bottom of the Pyramid. My time is running out. As long as you can help me enter there this time, I will do my best to help you accomplish the matters I promised you!"
"If everyone has no objections, we will depart from San José tomorrow and fly directly to Ushuaia, where I have arranged an icebreaker to meet us..."
Charles Bishop Weyland hadn't spoken more than a couple of sentences when he covered his mouth and coughed violently, making anyone who saw it worry that he might cough himself into a seizure. His private doctor hurriedly helped him sit down and carefully fed him a pill.
Tang Song came for the identity of a formal member of the Sacred Shield Brotherhood. A few Aliens, for him, were just a matter of lifting a finger. Naturally, he wouldn't withdraw.
On the other side, Baroness and Storm Shadow exchanged opinions, and neither spoke.
After reaching a consensus, Charles Bishop Weyland was pushed out of the conference room.
Just as Tang Song stood up, Storm Shadow, dressed in white, took a step ahead, walking in front of Boss Tang, and looked back at Boss Tang with a hint of provocation.
Tang Song nodded slightly at him and lightly stroked the thumb ring on his thumb with his index finger.
Click!
Boss Tang was composed, but seeing Storm Shadow's provocative action, the bodyguards surrounding Boss Tang immediately stood up, each one immediately drew the handguns they had concealed.
Fox, who was sitting beside Tang Song, was even more like performing magic, as two large-caliber silver revolvers appeared in her hands, pointing directly at Storm Shadow.
Swish! Seeing Storm Shadow being pointed at with guns, the Cobra Soldiers he brought all simultaneously drew their guns.
The two sides immediately faced off in this conference room.
Storm Shadow looked at the revolvers Fox pointed at him. A chill made his temples throb violently.
Storm Shadow stared at the woman holding the guns beside Tang Song with some surprise. One must know, with his strength, at this distance of less than three steps, even if someone was holding a gun, he could quickly counter-kill the opponent.
From this woman, he actually felt a sense of death threat.
The gun muzzles stimulated Storm Shadow's nerves. His right hand moved towards the hilt of his katana, subconsciously about to draw his blade.
Just at this moment, a hand firmly grabbed his wrist.
"What?" Storm Shadow widened his eyes, looking at Tang Song who had suddenly appeared in front of him.
He hadn't seen at all how Tang Song got in front of him.
"Let's go!"
Tang Song released the hand holding Storm Shadow's wrist, patted his shoulder, ignoring the pale-faced Storm Shadow.
He tilted his head and called out. Fox put away the twin guns in her hands and obediently followed behind Boss Tang. Watching Tang Song and his group leave the conference room, Storm Shadow still maintained the posture of drawing his blade but not moving. Baroness walked forward with some doubt.
Her hand had just touched Storm Shadow's shoulder.
Thud! Storm Shadow directly fell to the ground.
Baroness was startled and quickly squatted down, reaching her hand towards Storm Shadow's nose.
Thankfully, he was still breathing!
……………
Just as Tang Song and Storm Shadow's two groups were facing off, at the Central Laboratory Hatchery on Isla Nublar, several invisible beings silently bypassed the Hatchery's security system and sneaked into the Laboratory.
Soon, dinosaur eggs disappeared from the Hatchery out of thin air.
……………
War and chaos in Africa is the theme here. None of the major powers want peace here.
This is the best dumping ground for weapons, and a paradise for mercenaries to get rich.
This place belongs to the lions and hyenas!
Six armored vehicles full of soldiers. Kane sat in the passenger seat, holding a Federal General Purpose Machine Gun in his hand.
"You wait here for me, I'm going to meet the employer!"
"Yes, Boss!"
The soldiers got out of the vehicles and stood neatly in four rows. Black soldiers carrying AKs coming and going looked at this group of soldiers with envious and jealous eyes.
Compared to them, who had nothing but a gun each, the equipment on these mercenaries was truly too luxurious.
Each person wore an LBV Tactical Vest over their clothes. Their limb joints were covered with pitch black, three-layered high-strength fiber woven bulletproof armor.
In addition, each soldier's FAST Kevlar Tactical Helmet had an integrated pig-snout Gas Mask attached underneath. The left side of the helmet exterior had a Radio Headset suspended via an NVG Mount slot.
Furthermore, the belts these soldiers wore also had one Mk3a2 Offensive Hand Grenade, one M8 Smoke Grenade, and one M7290 Flashbang each, one SIG Sauer 9mm Pistol, and the outside of their tactical boots gaiters even had an M9 Bayonet attached.
These tactical equipment, which sounded extremely advanced and impressive to those unfamiliar with them, were armed to the teeth. In short, this was a Special Operations Team composed of thirty elite soldiers.
"Lieutenant Colonel Kane, please have a seat!"
Kane met this employer at the Federal French Army Station.
He was a tall and burly middle-aged man, wearing a suit, bald head. His bald, egg-like forehead was covered in soil-like cracks. His accent and voice were stiff, sounding like a German.
Of course, what was most eye-catching was the Steel Mechanical Glove he wore on his right hand.
Hearing his address, Kane's gaze narrowed.
"You know me!"
"Germany's most formidable Special Operations Instructor, awarded the Hero Medal three times, Lieutenant Colonel Kane, known as the King of Special Forces, how could I not know you!"
The man clapped his hands. "Let me introduce myself, I am the Commander of the Allied French Army, Wolfgang von Strucker! I am responsible for this eastern front operation against Wakanda!"
"You're German!" Kane frowned upon hearing the man's name.
He didn't relax his wary just because he met a fellow countryman.
"Relax, it's not the time of World War II anymore. Although I am German, that doesn't affect the fact that I am currently the Commander of the French Army, does it!"
"How did you know my identity?"
