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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0176_part_03
Chapter 330
chapter 0176 part 3
Splashing water stirred up a vast rain mist, and the entire world seemed to be within a curtain of rain.
Several Agents in black suits watched Tang Song warily from not far away.
Although they had just seen Tang Song's invitation, they still maintained complete caution.
Across the street, from the White House, a motorcade of black cars drove out, plunging into the rain curtain and heading towards them.
"They're using bulletproof vehicles at such a close distance. It seems our Federal President is very afraid of death!"
The straight-line distance between the White House motorcade and Blair House was very short, but there was a tree-lined avenue in between. People could walk across, but the motorcade had to take a detour.
At this time, on this tree-lined avenue, more than a dozen capable and sturdy men in gray trench coats were patrolling the intersection. Seeing the motorcade approaching, they immediately straightened their already upright backs even further. The gale blew up the hems of their trench coats, revealing the large-caliber automatic firearms under their clothes.
"Hmm?" Tang Song looked at these sturdy men in gray coats, then glanced at Hawkeye who had been lingering by his side and smiled: "Are you S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?"
Hawkeye shook his head: "They're Secret Service!"
Tang Song sized up the gray-coated men before him. He found some interesting things about these people.
These people actually had energy fluctuation on them, and it was somewhat similar to The Church's Holy Power.
Tang Song cast a doubtful gaze towards Bishop Hyde, who was accompanying him to watch the rain view.
"I see The Church's shadow on these people!"
Bishop Hyde seemed to understand Tang Song's doubt and nodded:
"Yes, these Secret Service people were indeed trained with the help of our Church. They used the method of training Holy Knights!
This is a deal that has been going on for over a hundred years!"
After a pause, Bishop Hyde shrugged: "You know, the Federation was founded less than three hundred years ago. If it weren't for our Church's help, just these criminals with superpowers, Mutants, and Dark Creatures would be more than the Federation could handle!
We help the Federation train manpower, and the Federation helps The Church build churches and spread faith. It's a very fair deal!"
"Mr. Bishop, we in the Federation have our own department to manage these superpower crimes!" Hawkeye retorted from the side.
"Are you referring to your S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Bureau for Paranormal Observation and Defense? How long have you been established, seventy or eighty years?
If it weren't for the manpower we trained, relying on you, the number of Federal Presidents who died by assassination wouldn't be four, but forty!"
Bishop Hyde glanced at Hawkeye and said with mockery: "S.H.I.E.L.D., I have to say, Howard Stark and the others' naming skills are really average!"
Hawkeye was so mocked by Hyde that he felt like shooting him with an arrow, but it was clear that Agent Barton, acting as a bodyguard, didn't have his bow and arrow with him.
Just then, the Federal President's motorcade drove over. After glaring at Bishop Hyde, Hawkeye hmphed angrily and led his people out into the rain to greet them.
Bishop Hyde winked at Tang Song, and Tang Song smiled understandingly.
As a member of the Sacred Shield Brotherhood, Bishop Hyde wouldn't have a good impression of either S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra.
"They're here," Tang Song's Divine Sense swept through the rain! "Someone's coming!"
Tang Song suddenly let out a light exclamation, feigning surprise. He pointed into the rain curtain and called out: "With such strong wind and heavy rain today... why are there so many people?"
Hyde looked into the rain curtain in surprise, following Tang Song's gaze, and indeed saw that something was wrong.
Although Pennsylvania Avenue was an important traffic artery, vehicles were not prohibited from passing through it on normal days,
But today it was under martial law, and the weather was like this, with strong wind and heavy rain.
How could there be so many people?
Also noticing that something was wrong were the Secret Service guards responsible for security and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents led by Hawkeye. Looking at the dozens of faintly visible figures in the rain curtain, although Hawkeye didn't know how these people had gotten around the layers of cordon lines and broken in, the sharp spiritual sense gained from countless life-and-death situations made his body hair stand on end.
He fiercely drew the handgun from his waist, fired several shots consecutively at the figures in the rain curtain, and shouted loudly at the Secret Service guards escorting the Federal President out of the car: "Protect the Federal President! Get him into the hotel!"
Several Secret Service guards quickly pulled the Federal President, not bothering to hold an umbrella for him. One person supported him, and several others guarded by his side, retreating towards the hotel.
They had just escorted the Federal President to the hotel entrance,
A piercing shriek came from the rain curtain. Two armor-piercing rockets whistled as they shot over, accurately hitting the bulletproof vehicle the Federal President had just been in. The vehicle's thick steel plate was directly torn open, and the high-explosive warhead exploded inside the car. Countless triangular pre-fragmented shrapnel burst out,
Several Secret Service guards standing beside the car and the Vice President who was about to get out were directly torn to shreds by the explosion!
In the rain curtain, Kane, wearing the Cobra Organization's stealth camouflage, his burly figure faintly visible in the rain, threw the rocket launcher in his hand aside. Amidst the charge of Cobra Soldiers and Ninjas,
He glanced at the familiar figure standing at the hotel entrance, exchanged glances with his Boss, and silently retreated into the rain curtain.
The curtain rises, the show begins!
Tang Song watched the Federal President, surrounded by bodyguards, walk past him like a drowned rat.
He pulled up Rogue, who was screaming in fright beside him, put on a panicked expression, and followed behind them, running into the hotel.
(end of chapter)
Splashing water stirred up a vast rain mist, and the entire world seemed to be within a curtain of rain.
Several Agents in black suits watched Tang Song warily from not far away.
Although they had just seen Tang Song's invitation, they still maintained complete caution.
Across the street, from the White House, a motorcade of black cars drove out, plunging into the rain curtain and heading towards them.
"They're using bulletproof vehicles at such a close distance. It seems our Federal President is very afraid of death!"
The straight-line distance between the White House motorcade and Blair House was very short, but there was a tree-lined avenue in between. People could walk across, but the motorcade had to take a detour.
At this time, on this tree-lined avenue, more than a dozen capable and sturdy men in gray trench coats were patrolling the intersection. Seeing the motorcade approaching, they immediately straightened their already upright backs even further. The gale blew up the hems of their trench coats, revealing the large-caliber automatic firearms under their clothes.
"Hmm?" Tang Song looked at these sturdy men in gray coats, then glanced at Hawkeye who had been lingering by his side and smiled: "Are you S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?"
Hawkeye shook his head: "They're Secret Service!"
Tang Song sized up the gray-coated men before him. He found some interesting things about these people.
These people actually had energy fluctuation on them, and it was somewhat similar to The Church's Holy Power.
Tang Song cast a doubtful gaze towards Bishop Hyde, who was accompanying him to watch the rain view.
"I see The Church's shadow on these people!"
Bishop Hyde seemed to understand Tang Song's doubt and nodded:
"Yes, these Secret Service people were indeed trained with the help of our Church. They used the method of training Holy Knights!
This is a deal that has been going on for over a hundred years!"
After a pause, Bishop Hyde shrugged: "You know, the Federation was founded less than three hundred years ago. If it weren't for our Church's help, just these criminals with superpowers, Mutants, and Dark Creatures would be more than the Federation could handle!
We help the Federation train manpower, and the Federation helps The Church build churches and spread faith. It's a very fair deal!"
"Mr. Bishop, we in the Federation have our own department to manage these superpower crimes!" Hawkeye retorted from the side.
"Are you referring to your S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Bureau for Paranormal Observation and Defense? How long have you been established, seventy or eighty years?
If it weren't for the manpower we trained, relying on you, the number of Federal Presidents who died by assassination wouldn't be four, but forty!"
Bishop Hyde glanced at Hawkeye and said with mockery: "S.H.I.E.L.D., I have to say, Howard Stark and the others' naming skills are really average!"
Hawkeye was so mocked by Hyde that he felt like shooting him with an arrow, but it was clear that Agent Barton, acting as a bodyguard, didn't have his bow and arrow with him.
Just then, the Federal President's motorcade drove over. After glaring at Bishop Hyde, Hawkeye hmphed angrily and led his people out into the rain to greet them.
Bishop Hyde winked at Tang Song, and Tang Song smiled understandingly.
As a member of the Sacred Shield Brotherhood, Bishop Hyde wouldn't have a good impression of either S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra.
"They're here," Tang Song's Divine Sense swept through the rain! "Someone's coming!"
Tang Song suddenly let out a light exclamation, feigning surprise. He pointed into the rain curtain and called out: "With such strong wind and heavy rain today... why are there so many people?"
Hyde looked into the rain curtain in surprise, following Tang Song's gaze, and indeed saw that something was wrong.
Although Pennsylvania Avenue was an important traffic artery, vehicles were not prohibited from passing through it on normal days,
But today it was under martial law, and the weather was like this, with strong wind and heavy rain.
How could there be so many people?
Also noticing that something was wrong were the Secret Service guards responsible for security and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents led by Hawkeye. Looking at the dozens of faintly visible figures in the rain curtain, although Hawkeye didn't know how these people had gotten around the layers of cordon lines and broken in, the sharp spiritual sense gained from countless life-and-death situations made his body hair stand on end.
He fiercely drew the handgun from his waist, fired several shots consecutively at the figures in the rain curtain, and shouted loudly at the Secret Service guards escorting the Federal President out of the car: "Protect the Federal President! Get him into the hotel!"
Several Secret Service guards quickly pulled the Federal President, not bothering to hold an umbrella for him. One person supported him, and several others guarded by his side, retreating towards the hotel.
They had just escorted the Federal President to the hotel entrance,
A piercing shriek came from the rain curtain. Two armor-piercing rockets whistled as they shot over, accurately hitting the bulletproof vehicle the Federal President had just been in. The vehicle's thick steel plate was directly torn open, and the high-explosive warhead exploded inside the car. Countless triangular pre-fragmented shrapnel burst out,
Several Secret Service guards standing beside the car and the Vice President who was about to get out were directly torn to shreds by the explosion!
In the rain curtain, Kane, wearing the Cobra Organization's stealth camouflage, his burly figure faintly visible in the rain, threw the rocket launcher in his hand aside. Amidst the charge of Cobra Soldiers and Ninjas,
He glanced at the familiar figure standing at the hotel entrance, exchanged glances with his Boss, and silently retreated into the rain curtain.
The curtain rises, the show begins!
Tang Song watched the Federal President, surrounded by bodyguards, walk past him like a drowned rat.
He pulled up Rogue, who was screaming in fright beside him, put on a panicked expression, and followed behind them, running into the hotel.
(end of chapter)
