Chapter 469

Not to mention the bald man who is thinking about how to get the women's clothes of the U.S. team, Nick Frey has taken people there.

"Ramlow!" Seeing that he was directing his men to clean the cross bones of the battlefield, Nick Frey was in a slightly better mood again, but the pressure resistance of the king of agents was full, and soon he recovered his previous state of mind.

All the mutineers are hydras, which shows that my old subordinates are still very reliable!

"Thank you for your help!" As soon as he came up, Nick Frey planned to turn back and bring himself the name of the main attacker who attacked the Hydra base.

"They are all their own comrades. Why are you polite! Thank you for your investigation! " Gideon, who pulled off his bonnet, shook his split and gave Nick Frey a big hug.

It's a failure to fight against tourists. I've become a scout!

"So, what are you going to do next?" Nick Frey pointed to the prisoners who were being honestly handcuffed around. He didn't mention those who ran away. It's Siberia. It's 100 kilometers around. It's full of snow fields and virgin forests. The temperature can be as low as minus 50 or 60 degrees at night. The nearest urban settlements are 600 or 700 kilometers away, unless each Hydra survives, Otherwise, it's feeding the predators.

"We will make an inventory and hand over the prisoners and all weapons and equipment to you! It only takes about ten minutes, and you can call the reinforcements! " Gideon saw through the careful thinking of marinated eggs. Their mission here today is not to beat the autumn wind.

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When it was hot outside, the Hydra base was also hot. The prophet went deep into the base with a team of nano commandos and killed the remaining hydras as quickly as possible. The prophet lifted his invisibility.

In the dark corridor, the light was distorted for a while, and then a tall figure appeared. Part of his armor was bleeding red, and then several figures flashed out from behind him (one said that the scene of Uncle BA's appearance in the stranding of death was so handsome that it exploded!)

"We have five minutes left. We have to find what the officer said!"

The prophet raised his tactical eyepiece to reveal the skeleton mask below. It was dark. For them with nano medicine dripping in their eyes, it was no different from the day.

Several nano commandos immediately dispersed, then fell down in front of the base's servers and computers, connected the multifunctional interface on their armor to the equipment, and then searched quickly.

"Mission report, December 16, 1991!" The prophet stared at the data stream flashing on the screen, but he was thinking. Although he didn't know what happened at this time, it should be a very serious thing to look at his boss!

"Found it!"

With the computer screen freeze frame, the prophet also saw the video in the folder.

"Winter soldier? "Mr. and Mrs. stark?"

The prophet who instantly understood the context also showed a trace of crying and laughing, but his hands moved quickly, quickly copied the data, and then gave his men an evacuation signal.

When he was the last to leave, the prophet took an aluminum hot grenade from the grenade bag behind his waist, pulled open the pull ring and threw it behind him.

The prophet didn't know or want to know what Fisher wanted to do with these data. He believed that the man he was loyal to was a man who could entrust his life. He was a soldier. All he had to do was obey orders. After all, after wearing this dress, he changed from a gentle and elegant model husband to a cold-blooded killing machine.

After quickly evacuating along the way, the prophet sent a signal to Gideon. The latter is talking with Nick Frey. Nick Frey has begun to talk about his career in Vietnam.

"OK, I see!" Gideon nodded and interrupted Nick Frey.

"Sorry, Mr. director, we have counted the personnel and materials, and now we can hand them over!"

"It's okay, I'll talk next time!" Looking at the gunfire and materials on the ground, Nick Fury was jealous. He now had to take care of not only himself, but also Colson. The s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. can't get the funds from his superiors now. Nick Fury estimated that if he didn't manage these by himself, Colson would starve to death in the plane with those agents.

As in the past, the atlas combat troops retreated very quickly. Fisher often talked about the words that they were as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as fast as the fire, and as motionless as the mountain. Sun Tzu's art of war is also a course that atlas senior officers must master.

In just 20 minutes, there was no trace of atlas on the snow field. Even the airborne cabin was lifted away by transport aircraft. At the moment, there were only huge snow pits and hundreds of prisoners squatting on the ground.

"It's me, Colson. Here are some materials for you to receive. In addition, I have a very important thing to ask you. No, no, no, don't hurry to promise! You should think it over before you decide. Well, we'll meet and talk about it later! "

After hanging up the phone, Nick Frey began to turn around in place, thinking about how to get the women's clothes done, while Colson on the other side was completely unaware of it and was driving a transport plane to catch up.

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"Sir, this is the data you want!"

Looking at the USB flash disk in front of him, Fisher hesitated, nodded, and then took the USB flash disk in his hand.

"This thing can destroy an empire in an instant!" Looking at the USB flash disk in his hand, Fisher looked at the prophet who had changed back to his usual clothes opposite him.

"This is a fact that has happened. None of us can recover it. The only thing I can do is to let this contradiction not be used by people with intentions!"

There is bound to be a war between the United States and stark, and the outbreak point must be Sergeant Barnes, but Fisher doesn't want to see the situation of fighting separately in the third league, so he will keep this video until all the dust is settled.

"I understand, sir, but everything will be all right in the end!" Perhaps he saw the hesitation in Fisher's heart and the prophet spoke to enlighten him.

"Yes, everything will be all right!" Fisher got up and put the USB flash drive into the safe at hand.

"Well, break up and go with your family!"

When the prophet left, Fisher stood by the window, looked at the dim lights outside the window, and suddenly smiled.

"Shit, why am I so melancholy?"