Chapter 186： telepathy

While everyone was holding their breath, the muzzle of the six-barrel black hole emerged from the dark corridor, and the soldiers of SHIELD immediately raised their weapons to prepare to counterattack. . . But Nick was familiar with the weapon, and immediately stopped everyone shouting: "All ceasefire! It's a friendly army!"

Sure enough, what emerged from the darkness was not a terrible pursuer, but a first-generation sentinel robot. Then Bolivar Trask, a genius with dwarfism, Mingjia appeared in the sight of a group of people. among. Immediately everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Not only was it not an enemy but a powerful reinforcement, there was nothing more reassuring than this.

"Mr. Chief, do you know what happened? The enemy's zombies have all rushed up to this flagship. Is the same situation with the warships below?" Trask asked calmly. The body of a generation of sentry robots was dripping with blood and there were countless scratches, but he himself was still in a neat suit, showing no signs of embarrassment. From this point, he was much tougher than those S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who had no chance to come back.

Nick shook his head honestly and said: "In fact, Mr. Teslak, we don’t know the specifics of life. Our communication system, ship operating system, and carrier aircraft takeoff system have been invaded and paralyzed, so we can’t Immediately contact the US fleet on the sea. Now we must guard this command room to prevent the nuclear ejection button from falling into the enemy's hands."

"Understood." After understanding the current dilemma faced by the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier, Trask did not show any nervousness. He called more sentry robots from behind and made them guard every entrance and exit of the command room. "This is the last sentry robot I left. It just happens to be able to provide assistance to you. I myself have some knowledge about the operation of the intelligent system. Please allow me to check the malfunction."

"Thank you very much." For Nick, who is short of manpower, there can be one more person to help at this time, not to mention a few powerful weapons such as the first generation of sentry robots?

On the other hand, Coleson, who was given the heavy responsibility of rescue, also ran to the deck of the sky aircraft carrier. After all, it would not take much time to get up to such a vast deck. At this time, there were also sporadic chasers on the sky aircraft carrier hunting S.H.I.E.L.D.'s slippery fish.

On the ground where the strong wind blows constantly, the blood of Datan blooms like plum blossoms. The owner of these blood has long since disappeared, probably because it was blown down by the high winds. These S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers are elite troops among human beings, but they still have little resistance in the face of monster troops like pursuers. At least in the case of unable to concentrate the absolute superiority of firepower, the human force in front of the pursuer is similar to a small animal without the power of a chicken.

Coleson also understands this difference in strength. It is impossible to clean up the pursuers on the deck with the few pawns around him now. The weapon he is holding now is the big gun BFg that is based on the Destroyer laser that Chen Lu once used. It can kill one or two pursuers at most. There is no way to get a few more. Up.

While Coleson was still wondering how to find a chance to shoot lasers at the warship where Professor X was on the sea, several agents who followed him on the deck looked at each other, and suddenly seemed to have reached a tacit understanding. Regardless of Coleson's order, the movement ran out of the cover greatly, and deliberately fired at the pursuers on the deck, desperately attracting their attention and then scattered and ran away!

"You guys...!" Coleson was about to yell, but immediately realized that this was an opportunity for them to use their lives to get themselves aimed at shooting, so they resisted swallowing the words behind. Taking advantage of the interval when the pursuers were chasing and killing other agents, they ran to the edge of the deck in concealment, raising the BFg to search for the US fleet below.

Soon Coleson located the position of Professor X, and shot a Destroyer laser towards the deck of the ship he was riding in. As soon as he pulled the trigger, a pursuer came behind him, opened his hideous claws, and instantly smashed Coulson into pieces.

At least, this laser was shot out.

Professor 　　x was sitting in his wheelchair, on the deck of a destroyer, focusing on a mental scan of the Queens area. Suddenly there was a great commotion behind him. The loud noise made him unable to concentrate, so he frowned and turned his head to warn:

"Can I be quieter? I need to concentrate."

But when he turned around, he no longer cared about the situation in Queens.

On the deck about a few tens of meters behind Professor X, a large crater caused by a laser weapon attracted a large number of onlookers of U.S. sailors. Even the captain of the destroyer came out to investigate. The firepower attacked as simple as that.

"What's the matter?" Professor X pushed his wheelchair to the front of the big pit and asked the captain. Although his telepathic ability has a mind-reading function, this great X-Men leader is not willing to spy on strangers. Let alone read the thoughts of friends, even if the enemy is not a last resort, Professor X will not read the thoughts of involuntary others.

The destroyer captain scratched the back of his head, and said with a distressed expression on his finger: "Our Aegis system detected that this attack came from the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier on the head. This seems to be an accidental injury But no matter how we called the upper command center, we didn't receive any response, so we still wondered if something went wrong with the above equipment."

"I'm here" Professor x raised his head and stared at the huge sky aircraft carrier, penetrating the enormous mental power of the past attempts to connect with the brain waves of the personnel on the aircraft carrier. As a result, his expression became serious in an instant, his fingers unconsciously grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, and big beads of sweat slipped down from his forehead one after another.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" The destroyer captain asked tremblingly, not sure what the terrifying sight of Professor X was.

Professor x slowly released his fingers from the armrests, and took a deep breath before he said: "There was an accident on the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier. Send a carrier-based aircraft to investigate as soon as possible, and arrange for more manpower to make sure that the aircraft carrier has landed. Psychological preparation for entering the opponent’s hand."

"So, what is the commander's order, and what about General Wilder? What happened to the people above?"

"I don't know...My mental power is isolated, I can't contact anyone on the aircraft carrier!" Notice: This site recommends a free novel APP, bid farewell to all advertisements. Please follow the WeChat public account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)