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Lennox and Hawkeye retreated from the jungle with the Avengers.
Seeing their embarrassed look, Alvin found that things really seemed not as simple as he thought.
He knew that the problem in Peru might be serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.
Almost all of the 60 Avengers were wounded. Although the injuries are not serious, it is important to know that they are all wearing equipment worth millions.
The sniper Bob Lee Swag's ribs were broken in two. If it weren't for the armor, the guy's heart would have been taken out by the alien.
Lennox saw Alvin coming, he was a little relieved, first greeted the guys to dress up the wound, and then walked to Alvin's side with Hawkeye.
"How did you do this? Are aliens more difficult to deal with than aliens?"
Lennox shook his head helplessly, and said: "The jungle terrain is too complicated. I use pheromone to attract aliens, but the time they find has both fronts and backs.
We burned out the isolation zone, and finally went to the center to set up traps. We wanted to hold on more and get rid of some aliens, but the number of aliens far exceeded our estimates. "
As Lennox looked at the mountain in the distance, he said helplessly: "There are still many living people in there, we didn't know it in the past.
Most of them have become alien nutrients..."
Alvin heard this, frowning and said: "Impossible, except for the indigenous people, who would live there?
It’s all my land, and large-scale people gather for a long time. How can there be no news? "
"It's a drug dealer!"
Beckford walked out with the flushed Alina. He was in a good mood and said to Alvin: "Alexey broke up half of the gangs in Peru, but the drug dealers are still there.
He retreated into the forest, made coca in a hidden place, and then sent it out by manpower.
Our place is too big, and there are too many cocolins here.
How many people can bear this temptation?
As long as they send the processed coca to the Amazon basin to find someone to take over, they can get a lot of money.
Drug dealers can't do other things. It's harder to get them to go back to farming than to kill them. "
Alvin didn't know what his mood was after hearing this. The Peruvian government for decades, plus what he hadn't done for a year, was done by a bunch of aliens within a few days.
Alvin no longer wants to think about how many people died. If this can completely disappear the drug dealer from his own territory, Alvin feels that it is not unacceptable. At most, I will avenge you.
Seeing Lennox and Hawkeye's stumbling outer armor, Alvin said with a bit of incomprehension: "No amount of aliens can hurt you, right?
What's wrong with you?
Do you have a gun and use a knife to fight the alien?
Upset with the three of them, they levelled the alien form of a boat. Is this too bad for you? "
Hawkeye shook his head helplessly, and said, "Boss, I don't want to question your judgment.
But the alien in the jungle and in the closed environment of the city are completely two concepts.
The dense jungle limits our weapons because we can't see beyond 20 meters.
When we see aliens, it means that they have arrived in front of us.
Life detectors and thermal detectors are useless to them.
There was no sound when these things moved, and Bob Lee was only found out when he was touched by an alien.
The worst thing is that these things are getting smarter. In the past we could set up a bomb trap, use pheromone to lure them over and then blow them up.
But now they are acting more and more cautiously, and I feel that the effect of pheromone is getting worse. It seems that there is another thing attracting them. "
Alvin was taken aback when he heard it. He did not expect that Alien would have such a destructive power in the jungle.
Bob Lee is one of the best snipers he knows. He is very good at hiding himself, but he was touched by the alien.
Bob Lee watched Alvin cast his gaze. He shook his head and said, "It's my own problem. I didn't expect these aliens to have such a sensitive sense of smell. I have used animal interferon, but interferon has no effect on them.
These things were born specifically for killing, and they would react to all abnormal smells with signs of territory.
This time I was careless. I failed to communicate the number of aliens, which made Lennox's trap invalid. "
Talking about Bob Lee hesitated and said: "Boss, we do need more efficient killing methods, but we must first solve the problem of pheromone gradual failure. Bibi e-book
There must be something interfering with the influence of pheromone on those aliens.
Their racial structure should be honeycomb-like, and they simply cannot resist the female alien pheromone.
But the actual situation now is not what we thought! "
Alvin listened, nodded and said, "I'm here to contact an expert."
Speaking of Alvin, he glanced at the **** dog who seemed to be wary, and suddenly turned to the back of the village near the jungle.
Kicking the somewhat boring Rocket Raccoon, Alvin said in a deep voice, "Are you sure to shoot in the sky?"
Rocket Raccoon frowned and grinned, "Uncle Rocket is the best shot even with his eyes closed, ah..."
Alvin didn't wait for the Rockets to finish his nonsense, and slammed his collar in the direction of the jungle.
The old porter Sarakov also found the problem. His two Hellhounds were extremely excited, as if they had encountered something exciting.
Watching the rocket raccoon fly out, Sarakov blew a whistle, and two tall hellhounds rushed out like arrows from the string.
The silent sprints of the two muscular dogs are very powerful. They don't even growl threateningly, which means they want to kill each other.
Seeing that Sarakov’s bulldog disappeared for an instant, Alvin looked at John Witkey’s fat dog for two days with contempt. He rolled his eyes to the slightly embarrassed John Witkey and said: "Man, you are not only If you get fatter, your dog is also a problem.
Does fat affect the sense of smell? "
Sarakov explained to John Witkey with a smile: "This is a different direction of training. Long-term consumption of dog food with synthetic nutrition and beef with sauce will indeed affect the sense of smell of Hellhounds. .
This effect is very small, but what he needs is a companion dog, occasionally hitting a mutant, in fact, there is no need to demand too much. "
Alvin looked at the old lame Sarakov in amazement, and watched him stab John Witkey with a smile.
Giving a thumbs up at the old lame man, Alvin said with a smile: "Man, be polite to John, he will do anything for his dog."
John Witkey was unexpectedly lifeless. He didn’t care about bending over the heads of two obese Hellhounds, and then said: “For me, their main function is companionship. They are not dogs, they are My buddy.
My combat distance rarely exceeds 100 meters, and they don’t need to leave me too far. "
Sarakov listened and shook his head with a smile, and said: "You do what you want. It's a pity to develop Hellhounds like this, but you are the owner of them, you have the final say!"
With the effort of several people talking, a dull gunshot sounded in the distant jungle, and two Hellhounds roared with dissatisfaction.
The propeller on the rocket raccoon's back glowed, and flew back carrying a smashed alien the size of a wild dog.
The moment he landed, the Rocket Raccoon grinned at Alvin and said, "Use a little bit of strength from now on, my bones love itching."
Alvin actually admired the Rocket Raccoon. This guy has a mean mouth and bad breath, but he is indeed a raccoon who speaks loyalty.
John Witkey was so miserable by him that he did not directly kill him, because he has a certain quality in him, which is especially easy to be felt by those who have endured loneliness.
It is a pity that when Rocket Raccoon talks, few people can resist not wanting to beat him. Those who can tolerate his shortcomings are regarded as relatives and friends by this raccoon.
Alvin was obviously still a little away from his friend. He squeezed the Rocket Raccoon's mouth and looked down at the smashed alien.
The image is similar to those of adult aliens, and there are not too many changes due to parasites on the beasts. The only difference is that its neck position has a long mane that only beasts have.
This makes the alien full of mechanical and steampunk feelings, with a little more living thing.
Alvin held his phone to the ground and said, "Norman, what do you think?"
Norman Osborn, who was "starting a business" with his son in Northern Europe, took a close look at the alien body with a pair of glasses.
"This alien is a defective product, obviously because the parasitic organism has insufficient energy."
Alvin frowned and looked at Norman Osborne who was smiling, and said, "Man, you have to be serious. The pheromone you provided seems to be gradually dying.
Something is interfering with pheromones. If I can't kill all these aliens all at once, I can only find someone to use a strategic missile to blow up the mountain. UU reading "
Norman Osborne didn't seem to care about Alvin's troubles. He smiled and said, "You have to understand the social structure of living things.
If the queen pheromone was effective at the beginning, then the only reason for the gradual failure now is that there is another queen in your alien form.
If you find her, you will be able to attract and control those alien actions. The queen's majesty is engraved in the alien genes. "
Speaking of Norman Osborne, he seemed to think of something particularly interesting. He took the phone to a quieter place, and then said: "My people have done a lot of experiments and tests on aliens. Few strange discoveries.
After reading the report, I feel that these things are actually man-made biological weapons.
In fact, the best way to solve your alien form is to create another queen. "
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