Chapter 423

"Found the target!"

Alexander pierce only saw a pale steel skeleton mask in front of him, and then he was pulled out of the car by a pair of big steel hands and fell heavily to the ground.

"Cough!" Pierce coughed a few times and tried to climb. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a body with half his head broken.

Pierce knew him. He was a team leader of the special corps, a young man from Kentucky. There were several fried chicken shops at home, but now the blonde boy was doomed to inherit those fried chicken shops. He and his team were all the same, lying scattered on the ground, and their exoskeleton armor turned into their graves.

When Pierce was still in a trance, the skull mask just appeared in front of him pulled him up from the ground, and then put a pupil recognition instrument on his face.

"Identification, Alexander Pierce, Minister of the World Security Council and one of the hydra's senior commanders!" The instrument made a drip sound and confirmed his identity.

"Who are you?" Pierce asked knowingly, but he still wanted to hear the answer that made him die.

"Atlas Marine Corps!" The skeleton mask put the instrument back into the storage box of his combat armor, then took out a pair of electronic shackles and fastened them on Pierce's hand.

"I knew it!" Pierce smiled bitterly, then looked at the soldiers in front of him, "are you going to take me to your master next?"

"That's not what you can turn off!" The indifferent male voice converted into electronic sound said impolitely.

Then the second soldier came over, took out a needle free syringe and hit pierce on the arm.

"What is this?" Pierce felt a sudden surge of sleepiness, and then his eyelids couldn't open anymore.

Seeing pierce asleep, the bald man pretending to be dead gave a sigh of relief, then climbed up from the ground and looked at the skeleton face.

"What now?"

"The adult told you to take him to the s.h.i.e.l.d. to find commander hill and ensure that the target is completely taken to Nick Frey!"

The skeleton soldier paused, then took off his helmet and showed a bearded face. It was the commander of the special corps, Ramlow.

"Take it to the director? Are you sure I won't be shot? " The bald man was stupid. When he was 25, Nick Frey saw it with his own eyes. If he went there again, he would have to be scolded if he didn't get killed.

"Are you still worried about this? It's all right. Now our identities are different! "

Romlo patted the ceramic titanium alloy armor on his chest. This was a gift he received when he changed his boss not long ago. It was a customized reinforced sentinel exoskeleton armor. Although each atlas Navy special force had one, it could be transformed in the armory according to personal requirements. For example, romlo added two thermal Swords to his arms.

"That's what I'm worried about!" The bald brother showed a smile worse than crying, "I still wonder if I have a chance to be a director and have a good time!"

"Then don't think about it. As far as I know, there are two candidates ahead of you!" Romlow poured cold water impolitely.

"Who, commander hill and Colson?"

"No, Colson and his daughter!"

"Ah, this! Do you think the adult likes this kind of hybrid? " Brother baldheaded thinks that as long as I send all the candidates to the big man's bed, the post of director must be mine!

"You can try!"

After that, romlow put on his helmet again. Their task is not over yet!

The skinhead was left with two battle robots, and then Ramlow returned to the car with the rest of the special forces members, ready to go to the next mission location.

Under Fisher's home invasion tactics, the Hydra force in the special zone finally took seven aodogs in the sky with the last breath, sacrificed thousands of human lives and bought seven ships with a mess inside. Fisher doesn't know whether the deal is cost-effective, but it's certain that the Hydra climax in Washington and even the world.

"We haven't lost yet. With these seven spaceships, we can save the situation!" In the Hydra base where the communication power and even the tap water were cut off, Malik felt that he was OK again. The old man jumped up from the hospital bed and cheered his men loudly, saying that we only need to escape to those spaceships to be invincible!

A bunch of hydras thought about it and thought what the boss said seemed reasonable, but their operation base was three kilometers away from the warships, and it took at least 20 minutes to drive. There were unidentified snipers outside. Is there time? Can you catch up? Moreover, a few hydras who have worked in the U.S. military have not said one thing. Are the aatis guns deployed in the port still under their control?

However, Malik didn't care, or he didn't dare to think about it. For them now, there is no time to think about whether there will be a problem, but they have to do it. Now they have got on a fast-moving train, and there is still a glimmer of life. If they jump, they really have no hope! What's more, according to the last data before they lost communication control, a large group of U.S. troops and the National Guard are moving towards New York, and the air control currently held by Hydra will no longer exist!

"But there is another problem!" An agent suddenly raised his hand weakly and said.

"The vehicles in the base are not enough to evacuate all the people. If you go out and pick them up again..."

"Cough, well, I'll set an example first!" Malik coughed and stood up.

"I am old, and I don't have many days to live, but you are different. There is a bright future waiting for you. You must create the new world of Hydra! Let me stay at the base and attract fire for you! "

"Sir!" Seeing their officers look like this, a group of hydras can't help crying. It's strange that everyone wipes tears and says goodbye to each other. They all come out to mix. Especially the old subordinates who have followed Malik for many years. They are most clear about their officers' urination. The other party must have a way to get out, but they just need their cover!

However, everyone still didn't say it. Moreover, if things are really uncontrollable, they just need to enter the spacecraft, climb into space and let birds fly.