Chapter 468

"Find target!"

"Confirm contact!"

"Enemy ground forces enter the theater!"

"Deploy the first to third assault squadrons and start fire support to the ground!"

On top of the raging storm, the hundred armed giant with stealth mode is slightly adjusting its direction under the careful control of the helmsman.

"Heading 250, stop and slow down!"

On the huge holographic tactical map in the captain's room, a series of small red dots representing the enemy are approaching rapidly.

"The parachute begins to depressurize!"

"Three, two, one! Launch! "

First, the deck guns and missile nests deployed under the ship began to fire. A lot of shells and missiles with the words made in Russia tilted to the head of the Hydra soldiers on the ground.

These hairy hydras shouting suka now feel the feelings of the previous generation of hydras who moaned under the death bullet rain of British and American bombers.

The Hydra base in Siberia is the headquarters of the whole Russian Hydra. It is also the birthplace of the winter soldiers. It is here that the Hydras have made a terrible transformation and brainwashing of Baji who lost an arm, making him a cold-blooded killer from a good friend of the US team.

At the same time, there are other winter soldiers sleeping here. Of course, now these winter soldiers are no longer here. When the incident broke out in Washington, the Hydra released all the combat power that can hold hands. As a result, one of the three winter soldiers died and two were injured. The dead fell directly into the river, and half a spaceship fell off his head. The remaining two wounded were half killed by gunfire, Fortunately, he was led out of the encirclement by friendly forces.

Actually, Hydra are still very capable of knowing what is good assets and what can be abandoned. According to CIA, in order to cover up the two awesome winter soldiers, the Hydra has exposed several dark lines.

But there's nothing wrong with doing so. Fisher would certainly do worse. After all, every winter soldier can be regarded as a combination of special agents and special forces. It's a little fun to subvert the country.

Seeing that the troops sent out didn't exist in an instant, the remaining hydras in the base panicked. Although as the saying goes, it's better to live than die, but the world is so beautiful. It's a pity to die, so the base commander gave an order.

"Order all the combat troops to go out, and we fought with the enemy!"

Then the commander in a red beret took out a very old PMM pistol from his desk and said he wanted to live or die with the base.

So the inspired men opened their arsenals, took tanks and armored vehicles, took AK and RPG, rushed out of the open base gate and rushed to the enemy in the distance.

"Come on, get ready for the snowmobile!" After all the combat troops except the last few guards left, the commander quickly took off his uniform and prepared to leave in disguise.

Gideon looked around, the snow field ahead was pouring out a large number of enemies, and the fire support overhead had stopped at the moment, replaced by more than a dozen cylindrical parachutes.

The atlas orbital commandos that fell with thunder almost jumped out of the airborne cabin at the moment of smashing into the Hydra team. These elite soldiers who had all been replaced with new power armor were two meters and five meters tall, holding big killers such as orbital rapid fire guns, plasma guns and explosive rifles. Several leading commanders didn't even wear helmets, He didn't hold a gun in his hand, but brushed his energy sword.

"I feel like I'm watching Star Wars 10!" Nick Frey, who was watching the scene of the siege from a distance, only felt that his three outlooks were about to collapse. Everyone was fighting with mortals, so they were equipped with a little advanced. Now atlas has made something like a lightsaber. Is it time for the Jedi to attack next?

Then Nick Frey saw that the commanders holding the energy sword just waved their hands, and someone would automatically fly in front of him and be cut into a simple scene by a knife.

"I see. This is the imperial judge cleaning the rebel army!" The agent sitting next to Nick Frey said this for a long time.

Of course, it is not the sudden awakening of these commando commanders who draw the enemy in front of them, but the position generators installed on their arms. Because they are powered by energy backpacks, these position generators that almost occupy an arm position can be used.

"Atlas sent Jedi to kill us!"

After several unlucky bastards were cut to death, looking at the bright energy blade and the cold wind, the Hydras in the brain immediately woke up, and many people began to run away as soon as they lost their weapons.

Some hydras who are more intelligent are very single. When they lose their weapons, they kneel on the ground with their hands held high. Anyway, they also read the NATO document notice before. They are just minions. They can come out and enjoy life again after sitting in prison for a few years at most.

"Well done, romlow!" Gideon slipped the weapon back into the magnetic lock behind him and held out his right hand.

"Welcome to atlas!"

"Thank you!" Romlow knew that even if atlas decapitated Hydra, it would be a test for him. Now he gave a satisfactory answer, which means that since then he has separated from the identity of the so-called defector, but has officially become the backbone of atlas.

Looking at the officers who were still playing their energy swords, romlow felt a flash of heat. Is this the treatment of official personnel? I'm coming!

Unlike the elated atlas, Nick Fury was a little angry. Atlas's equipment must be equipped with a locator, so the other party came so fast. However, Nick Fury was not angry, but when Fisher promised to give him assistance, it was not in the list.

"Mom annoys FAK!" Looking at the swish blade, Nick Fury showed a longing expression.

"Want it!"

"Cough!"

Looking at Nick Fury with a melancholy face, he followed the bald brother with his eyes turned and leaned up.

"Sir, in fact, this is not impossible!"

"Do you have a way?" Looking at the cheap smiling face of the bald brother, Nick Fury decided that if the other party really had an idea, he wouldn't care about what the other party did.

"If only you joined atlas!"

"Click!" The black faced marinated egg took out the ivory M1911 from his waist and loaded it.

"In fact, there is another way!" Seeing that the other party was really going to shoot, the bald brother waved his hand again and again.

"You've promised Mr. Fisher, agent Colson's women's clothes. Get another American team. Maybe someone will give you two!" Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the bald brother was in a hurry and shouted.

There was a flicker of hesitation on the marinated egg's face, but it soon became thoughtful.

"Then I'll leave the job to you, agent Sitwell!"