Chapter 346 can't be beaten! Slipped away!

  "Hoo~hoo~"

The roaring Kun-style fighters finally arrived on the battlefield after the ground troops were calling for them. Although these seemingly chubby big guys are often used as transport aircraft by S.H.I. With a large amount of firepower, it can simultaneously mount 16 500-pound bombs or 12 air-to-surface missiles. In addition, there is a 20mm M61 Gatling gun at the front of the aircraft.

  Under the guidance of satellites and ground forces, dozens of Kun fighter jets swooped down from a high altitude like a pack of wolves roaming the grassland.

Napalm and cluster bombs first destroyed the towns that were already covered by biomass. Anyway, Pierce said everything and he wiped his ass, so you don’t have to worry about whether there will be survivors in these places. Blockbuster bombs blow up towns. White ground, then replaced with incendiary bombs to burn the surface repeatedly, and finally wiped all traces with thermobaric bombs. In addition, S.H.I. The purpose is to fly everywhere, as long as you see the problematic place, you will be enthusiastic.

  Such devotion made the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers on the ground act a bit stunned.

   "I thought we were a spy agency? I didn't expect that we were actually a violent agency!" a soldier laughed at himself.

   "We are a violent secret service!" The teammate sitting next to him smiled.

The spread of those ghosts was eventually forced to stop. The dead and some S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers who had been killed in the base had not many infected people, and the civilians in the few broken towns that were attacked had not had time. There is not even scum left after being bombed.

At this moment, Elizabeth Green, who is shrinking on the base of the Flesh Throne, has a pale face. The clothes on her body have long been gone. Instead, a black carapace extending downwards from the waist and abdomen appeared. The white rabbit and the black carapace that flicked and flicked clearly. In contrast, if I change to an LSP, I am afraid that I will die here on the spot.

"No!" After feeling that another group of subordinates lurking underground had been wiped out, Elizabeth knew that she could not seek revenge from S.H.I.E.L.D. at present, even if the virus injected in her body had assimilated her cells. She can ignore the burning of small-caliber military bullets and flames.

At first Green thought that S.H.I.E.L.D. would take care of the lives of those civilians and could only give her a steady stream of heads to give her growth and development opportunities, but the black clouds rising on the horizon told him that this was wishful thinking, in order to erase it. Cover the lid with traces, S.H.I.E.L.D. will do whatever it takes. Anyway, Nevada is sparsely populated. These desert towns have not been visited for a year. S.H.I. Except for a few who are lingering in the desert, his little brother is now either burnt protein or toasted protein.

  The most frightening thing for Green is that a small but uncomfortable team has already drove here. If she doesn’t run anymore, she will wait to be dismissed.

  Thinking of this, Elizabeth Green’s vengeance was immediately extinguished a lot. If people are gone, how about revenge?

Thinking of this, Green immediately put away her black carapace, revealing her smooth skin, and then she randomly found a few pieces of clean clothes from the already horrible base, and then searched the small vaults of all the bases, taking advantage of the twilight hours to quietly go from there. The ventilation duct crawled out, and then with the help of dust cover and the virus-enhanced perception ability, she avoided the helicopter drone in the air and the search team on the ground, preparing to take a chance to enter the city and make big news.

  And just a few kilometers after Green ran out, Coleson’s team arrived.

Coleson, in a suit and sunglasses, jumped out of the car domineeringly carrying the laser cannon he used during the Battle of New York. Behind him was Skye in a leather jacket and Melinda, the iron rider. The latter was there. A small pistol was worn off his waist. The only person in the team dressed slightly more serious was Grant Ward. His black operational combat uniform was covered with an empty tactical vest. He carried a rifle in his hand, and the whole team was with them. The commando led by Rumlow formed a sharp contrast. Compared with the commando armed to the teeth, the special agent team was more like an outing.

  Wrapped in heavy armor, Rumlow looked at the special agent team in front of him who was investigating the scene, but in his mind he remembered the order Pierce had given him.

  "Your task is to keep an eye on them. If they find out something is wrong, they are attacked by an infected body and died unfortunately. In addition, you should also pay attention to the fact that there can be no survivors in the base, understand!"

   Thinking of his boss’s murderous expression, Rumlow had a headache. He told the martial artist and knew what was wrong there. Wouldn’t it be better to take it directly to the desert and make it all abrupt?

  Coulsen, who was checking the equipment, felt a bitter cold, as if a thorn was on his back, but when he turned and looked around, this feeling disappeared again.

   "Rumlow, you lead people to open the way, Grant, you and me go in the middle, Melinda, you protect Skye! She is our best hacker!"

   Looking at the shivering flesh and blood, Skye almost cried. When Coleson pulled her into S.H.I.

  However, after seeing the heavily armed S.H.I.E.L.D. strong man carrying the bazooka laser cannon and the grenade launcher and these cqb-specific weapons, Skye was a little relieved. Maybe this time it will be a surprise!

   "Oh~~oo~~"

The team that entered was still normal at first, but it soon became that Melinda and Grant took turns against Skye, who was spitting out soft feet, and then Coleson and Grant took turns against Melinda. With Skye, the squad's way forward was accompanied by the retching of the two women. Although all the infected bodies had left, the filthy air they left behind, the remains of the corpses, and the creeping biological blankets were extremely unpleasant. It was uncomfortable. Rumlow, who was accustomed to life and death, had to pinch his nose to let the fire-breathing team burn them first. After all, the roasted protein tasted quite fragrant.

After tossing all the way to the main control hall, Coulson hurriedly asked Skye, who was already weak, to restart the base system. At least he had to turn on the ventilation first, and then he and Rumlow watched in the office of the base manager across the wall from the hall. To those thrones of flesh and blood dotted with corpses.

   "Sir, what do you think?"

   "I only hope that the commander behind the scenes has died in the explosion!" Coleson took out his cell phone and called Nick Fury.

   "Sir, they should have a leader who hates us incomparably!" After saying this, Coulson patted the faces of those frightened and desperate on the throne.

   "Coleson, this base is listed as top secret in advance, to see if there is anything else useful, I will let other action teams dig three feet to make sure there are no fish slipping through the net!"

  One-eyed Nick Fury braving the evil fire is already considering whether to use nuclear weapons!

  (End of this chapter)