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chapter 0172 part 1
Chapter 172: Silencing, Butterfly Effect, True Target, Conspiracy (8000)
“Sir, you should come take a look, we found a live one!”
Phil Coulson and Agent Hill were discussing and speculating about the origin of these armed individuals.
Just then, a police car drove up to them. A burly white Police Officer leaned out the car window and called out to them.
Phil Coulson and Agent Hill exchanged glances, got directly into the Police Officer's car, and followed him to the Interstate Highway.
Just after the police car left, in a Depression on the Hillside, the gravel suddenly shifted. A mimicking humanoid lizard suddenly stood up. The color of its skin constantly changed with the surrounding gravel and vegetation, like a large chameleon.
The Card Soldier watched the group of Police Officers clearing the battlefield on the Interstate Highway in the distance. It immediately lowered its body, getting on all fours, and pounced towards the direction of the Interstate Highway.
“Officer, judging by his condition, he's barely clinging to life. There's absolutely no need for treatment!”
On Interstate Highway 66, two young Police Officers stared with resentful gazes at the white thug lying on the stretcher.
Both were SWAT Team members who had rushed from Albuquerque to provide reinforcements.
Albuquerque isn't very large; while they didn't know everyone in the entire Police System, seeing a group of familiar colleagues turn into corpses still made them feel a sense of shared sorrow.
Moreover, the SWAT Team's attack helicopter had just been shot down by the bandits, and they had lost four more teammates.
If someone hadn't stopped them, let alone lifting the stretcher, the two SWAT Team members would have wanted to put another bullet in the bandit's head right then and there.
“Listen to me, young men, only by saving him can we find clues about that group of thugs and get revenge for our dead colleagues!”
Phil Coulson, with a kind expression, soothed the emotions of the two young SWAT Team members.
He then bent down and examined the Gunman's body.
On the stretcher, the Gunman's body was covered in blood, and he kept spitting out bloody foam.
Fortunately, the bulletproof vest on his body blocked most of the damage. Currently, he was only suffering from excessive blood loss, and possibly a few ribs broken by the impact of bullets.
“Perhaps we can check the bulletproof vests on these people for clues. This kind of heavy bulletproof vest is contraband in the Federation, and not many people can get their hands on it!”
The white Police Officer standing next to Hill leaned towards Agent Hill, offering his opinion, his eyes occasionally darting over Hill's graceful figure.
This burly white Police Officer was a captain in the Albuquerque SWAT Team. He seemed to have a good impression of Agent Hill.
Agent Hill turned her head and glanced at him, ordering impolitely, “Officer, I need you to organize the rescue work. I need two rescue helicopters!”
The white Police Officer walked aside resentfully, took out his walkie-talkie, and began contacting the rescue helicopters.
Having sent away the bothersome Police Officer.
Agent Hill watched as the two young SWAT Team members carried the injured Gunman to an open area nearby, waiting for the arrival of the rescue helicopters.
“Where is Brock Rumlow? I need to immediately arrange for a Mind Reader to interrogate him!” she asked Phil Coulson.
Phil Coulson stood with his hands on his hips, watching the arriving rescue team carry out over a dozen corpses covered with white cloth from this Highway battlefield. “I've placed him in a temporary Safe House in Albuquerque. It's very secure! I'll take you there later!”
“Hill, these people are well-trained. They don't seem like ordinary bandits or Gang members. Do you think they're from their Organization!?”
Phil Coulson hesitated, thinking about the powerful firepower and tactics the thugs had displayed when they faced them just now.
He suspected they might be from Hydra.
“Doesn't seem like it!” Hill crossed her arms, pondered for a moment, and shook her head. “If the video really fell into their hands, they wouldn't have needed to launch this attack!”
“Unless this drug dealer is an important figure, but I checked his information, he's just a drug dealer who immigrated from Mexico. It's impossible for him to have any connection with Hydra!”
“But it doesn't matter. With the Mind Reader here, we'll soon know the identity and true purpose of this group!” Agent Hill said, looking at the Gunman in the distance who had been fitted with an oxygen mask.
What is that thing? Hill's gaze inadvertently swept past the stretcher, and she suddenly saw the sandy ground seem to move, approaching the Gunman's stretcher with a double image.
Not good!
Agent Hill reached for her handgun from her waist with a backhand motion. Bang bang bang—without a word, she fired several shots at the empty Space next to the stretcher with a backhand motion.
The gunfire startled everyone present. The Officers and Agents present quickly drew their handguns and looked in the direction of the gunfire.
“Enemy attack!”
“Next to the stretcher, that thing is invisible!” Agent Hill first shouted to everyone, then said to Phil Coulson, who had also drawn his handgun beside her.
Enemy attack? Several Police Officers and rescue team members standing near the stretcher watched as Hill pointed her gun at them, and they all raised their guns, looking around wary.
But the surroundings were an open Wilderness, with a clear view, and there was no shadow of an enemy.
A member of the rescue team wearing a firefighter's uniform, who seemed to have just arrived, clearly hadn't seen the scene where Agent Hill had just controlled the vulcan cannon to spray fire downwards from the helicopter.
He joked to his companion beside him.
“Looks like this rookie hasn't experienced this kind of bloody scene before, they're scared stiff!”
“Mon—Monster!”
His colleague next to him, who was pulling a fire hose, looked at the open area beside the Highway where the stretcher was placed, and suddenly screamed.
Monster!
The firefighter followed his colleague's gaze and saw a two-meter-tall humanoid lizard suddenly appear out of nowhere.
It began ruthlessly slaughtering the SWAT Team members next to the stretcher.
The lizard serum developed by Professor Connors used genes from various lizards. A part of the serum itself contained the chameleon's mimicry and invisibility genes.
The lizard-transformed Card Soldier used its mimicry form to infiltrate near the stretcher. It was as if it was wearing natural optical camouflage.
It evaded the nearby Police Officers.
He had originally intended to secretly silence the injured Training Camp Gunman and then quietly leave.
Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Female Agent discovered his tracks.
He simply deactivated his invisibility state, punched a SWAT Team member guarding the stretcher, sending him flying, and enduring the shooting from several handguns, he reached out his large hand towards the Training Camp Gunman's throat.
The Dark Demon Special Forces don't have a habit of abandoning teammates, and the Boss wouldn't casually abandon his Subordinates either.
However, the Mind Reader mentioned by the two Agents forced him to ruthlessly silence this Training Camp Gunman to avoid causing trouble for the Boss.
“Open Fire!”
“Bang bang bang—”
Facing the lizardmen who appeared out of nowhere, these Police Officers were also terrified and began shooting at the Card Soldier.
Chapter 172: Silencing, Butterfly Effect, True Target, Conspiracy (8000)
“Sir, you should come take a look, we found a live one!”
Phil Coulson and Agent Hill were discussing and speculating about the origin of these armed individuals.
Just then, a police car drove up to them. A burly white Police Officer leaned out the car window and called out to them.
Phil Coulson and Agent Hill exchanged glances, got directly into the Police Officer's car, and followed him to the Interstate Highway.
Just after the police car left, in a Depression on the Hillside, the gravel suddenly shifted. A mimicking humanoid lizard suddenly stood up. The color of its skin constantly changed with the surrounding gravel and vegetation, like a large chameleon.
The Card Soldier watched the group of Police Officers clearing the battlefield on the Interstate Highway in the distance. It immediately lowered its body, getting on all fours, and pounced towards the direction of the Interstate Highway.
“Officer, judging by his condition, he's barely clinging to life. There's absolutely no need for treatment!”
On Interstate Highway 66, two young Police Officers stared with resentful gazes at the white thug lying on the stretcher.
Both were SWAT Team members who had rushed from Albuquerque to provide reinforcements.
Albuquerque isn't very large; while they didn't know everyone in the entire Police System, seeing a group of familiar colleagues turn into corpses still made them feel a sense of shared sorrow.
Moreover, the SWAT Team's attack helicopter had just been shot down by the bandits, and they had lost four more teammates.
If someone hadn't stopped them, let alone lifting the stretcher, the two SWAT Team members would have wanted to put another bullet in the bandit's head right then and there.
“Listen to me, young men, only by saving him can we find clues about that group of thugs and get revenge for our dead colleagues!”
Phil Coulson, with a kind expression, soothed the emotions of the two young SWAT Team members.
He then bent down and examined the Gunman's body.
On the stretcher, the Gunman's body was covered in blood, and he kept spitting out bloody foam.
Fortunately, the bulletproof vest on his body blocked most of the damage. Currently, he was only suffering from excessive blood loss, and possibly a few ribs broken by the impact of bullets.
“Perhaps we can check the bulletproof vests on these people for clues. This kind of heavy bulletproof vest is contraband in the Federation, and not many people can get their hands on it!”
The white Police Officer standing next to Hill leaned towards Agent Hill, offering his opinion, his eyes occasionally darting over Hill's graceful figure.
This burly white Police Officer was a captain in the Albuquerque SWAT Team. He seemed to have a good impression of Agent Hill.
Agent Hill turned her head and glanced at him, ordering impolitely, “Officer, I need you to organize the rescue work. I need two rescue helicopters!”
The white Police Officer walked aside resentfully, took out his walkie-talkie, and began contacting the rescue helicopters.
Having sent away the bothersome Police Officer.
Agent Hill watched as the two young SWAT Team members carried the injured Gunman to an open area nearby, waiting for the arrival of the rescue helicopters.
“Where is Brock Rumlow? I need to immediately arrange for a Mind Reader to interrogate him!” she asked Phil Coulson.
Phil Coulson stood with his hands on his hips, watching the arriving rescue team carry out over a dozen corpses covered with white cloth from this Highway battlefield. “I've placed him in a temporary Safe House in Albuquerque. It's very secure! I'll take you there later!”
“Hill, these people are well-trained. They don't seem like ordinary bandits or Gang members. Do you think they're from their Organization!?”
Phil Coulson hesitated, thinking about the powerful firepower and tactics the thugs had displayed when they faced them just now.
He suspected they might be from Hydra.
“Doesn't seem like it!” Hill crossed her arms, pondered for a moment, and shook her head. “If the video really fell into their hands, they wouldn't have needed to launch this attack!”
“Unless this drug dealer is an important figure, but I checked his information, he's just a drug dealer who immigrated from Mexico. It's impossible for him to have any connection with Hydra!”
“But it doesn't matter. With the Mind Reader here, we'll soon know the identity and true purpose of this group!” Agent Hill said, looking at the Gunman in the distance who had been fitted with an oxygen mask.
What is that thing? Hill's gaze inadvertently swept past the stretcher, and she suddenly saw the sandy ground seem to move, approaching the Gunman's stretcher with a double image.
Not good!
Agent Hill reached for her handgun from her waist with a backhand motion. Bang bang bang—without a word, she fired several shots at the empty Space next to the stretcher with a backhand motion.
The gunfire startled everyone present. The Officers and Agents present quickly drew their handguns and looked in the direction of the gunfire.
“Enemy attack!”
“Next to the stretcher, that thing is invisible!” Agent Hill first shouted to everyone, then said to Phil Coulson, who had also drawn his handgun beside her.
Enemy attack? Several Police Officers and rescue team members standing near the stretcher watched as Hill pointed her gun at them, and they all raised their guns, looking around wary.
But the surroundings were an open Wilderness, with a clear view, and there was no shadow of an enemy.
A member of the rescue team wearing a firefighter's uniform, who seemed to have just arrived, clearly hadn't seen the scene where Agent Hill had just controlled the vulcan cannon to spray fire downwards from the helicopter.
He joked to his companion beside him.
“Looks like this rookie hasn't experienced this kind of bloody scene before, they're scared stiff!”
“Mon—Monster!”
His colleague next to him, who was pulling a fire hose, looked at the open area beside the Highway where the stretcher was placed, and suddenly screamed.
Monster!
The firefighter followed his colleague's gaze and saw a two-meter-tall humanoid lizard suddenly appear out of nowhere.
It began ruthlessly slaughtering the SWAT Team members next to the stretcher.
The lizard serum developed by Professor Connors used genes from various lizards. A part of the serum itself contained the chameleon's mimicry and invisibility genes.
The lizard-transformed Card Soldier used its mimicry form to infiltrate near the stretcher. It was as if it was wearing natural optical camouflage.
It evaded the nearby Police Officers.
He had originally intended to secretly silence the injured Training Camp Gunman and then quietly leave.
Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Female Agent discovered his tracks.
He simply deactivated his invisibility state, punched a SWAT Team member guarding the stretcher, sending him flying, and enduring the shooting from several handguns, he reached out his large hand towards the Training Camp Gunman's throat.
The Dark Demon Special Forces don't have a habit of abandoning teammates, and the Boss wouldn't casually abandon his Subordinates either.
However, the Mind Reader mentioned by the two Agents forced him to ruthlessly silence this Training Camp Gunman to avoid causing trouble for the Boss.
“Open Fire!”
“Bang bang bang—”
Facing the lizardmen who appeared out of nowhere, these Police Officers were also terrified and began shooting at the Card Soldier.
