Chapter 406 What is a professional organization!

   "Target locked!"

   "Start charging!"

  The pulse acceleration running gun mounted on the left arm of the Mark 100 lights up electric light, which is the light and heat emitted by the plasma projectile when it is accelerated by the force field.

When the acceleration is completed, the first projectile is pushed out from the stand, the muzzle flashes blue, and then the accelerated projectile flies out at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye. The first barrel rotates to begin to dissipate heat, and the second projectile is loaded and fired. The four barrels swiftly turned, and Fisher put on the eyepieces in the sand and dust raised by the gale, and connected to the video signal of the high-altitude camera.

  The picture coming from the high-power telephoto anti-shake lens makes people can’t help but shout awesome.

The small hill selected as the target is not too high, only a few tens of meters, and the material is also a rock mountain. This kind of mountain is very common in Atlas testing grounds. Usually, everyone will use it as a target if there is nothing to do, but no matter it is Railguns or long-range missiles can hardly erase everything in the stone mountain directly. Kinetic energy shells can blast the mountains apart, but the flying fragments will still spread over the ground, and the missiles can melt through the mountains, but they will still remain. The wreckage of a place, but with the bombardment of the pulse acceleration cannon, the hill began to disappear.

The continuously falling plasma projectiles broke open and vaporized everything around them. At first, there was only a large area of ​​cavities. As the projectiles continued to fall, the entire stone hill disappeared like a bite. When the acceleration gun stopped firing due to overheating, the hill that was still abrupt was gone, leaving only the bumpy surface.

   "Wow, good job!"

  After the gunfire ceased, Fisher directly applauded Stark.

"Do you want to have another round?" Stark only felt comfortable at the moment. The whole person was as cool as a Bing Kuo Le, the heart was flying, the people were not in a hurry, the smile was also there, and the tone of speech was not so good. Rushed.

   "The spare barrel has been brought, but this time I will try it?"

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A man is a boy to death, because at any time, he likes the same things, whether it’s guns or mechas, or ships, being S.H.I.E.L.D., or an elite student sent by Snake Shield. When they really entered the Atlas frigate Swordfish, they understood their true pursuit in this life.

It’s not for a fake slogan to do any hypocritical subversion, nor is it to stay in a gloomy office all day under a disguise, what they want is to have a hearty battle, in the blood and Really find yourself in thunder.

Just like Grant Ward, his loyalty to Hydra was only because his adoptive father Garrett was also a senior cadre of Hydra, but he himself did not like or hate Hydra. When he was stuffed into the list of trainees by his adoptive father, he was reluctant to part with Coleson's team, but when he learned that he was going to be recommended as a reserve talent, Coleson still put him on the list, in his opinion this young man People should learn more new things.

   And because of his identity as the second generation of snakes, in the undercover S.H.I.E.L.D. team that accounted for three-quarters, Agent Ward was quickly elected as the captain.

   "Hoo..."

  Ward, who was leaning in front of the explosion-proof window, breathed a sigh of relief at the glass, then wiped the glass with his sleeve. After ensuring that it was spotless, he carefully put his face on the glass and looked out carefully.

The plasma flames emitted by the propellers are faintly visible. In the distance of the dark universe, there is a small bright spot of light. At first, Ward thought it was a spaceship or a mechanical artifact, but he didn't understand until he led them to the Atlas instructor's explanation. Come here, it's actually the moon.

   "When will we have our own spacecraft in space!"

  An excited male voice rang in Ward's ears. He turned his head and realized that the guy who said this was also a Hydra agent, but the department he served was the Aegis Special Forces.

"You can pull it down, hope that our ship might as well pray that Atlas will retire the ship they don't need and deal with it to us!" The companion on the side unceremoniously poured cold water on the other party, and Ward also knew him. , An operator of Insight Mothership, is also one of the first Hydras to serve on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Air and Space Mothership.

   "How do you grow up other people's ambitions and destroy yourself? What's wrong with our own boat? Isn't it just a little bit crisper, a little bit lower, and a little less firepower? Perception can make up for it!"

   "You know what a fart, you don't feel that there is something wrong now?" The companion said with a snake-shield face, hating iron and steel.

   "What's wrong, I feel pretty good, look!" The brother of the special team also jumped twice, showing his agile hands and feet.

   "We are in space, and we are out of the gravitational range of the planet, but you still haven't floated, so you haven't noticed the problem?"

   "Oh, yes!" The unresponsive little brother finally found the key point of the problem.

  Grant Ward also understood what he had left behind. Although he was not an aerospace expert, he also knew what to expect in a weightless environment.

  "Artificial gravity, and artificial gravity that is not obtained by centrifugal rotation. Based on this, we will never catch up with Atlas!"

"Oh, it would be great if Atlas was also one of us!" The little brother of the special team who understood the gap there caused resonance from everyone in the room. Anyway, everyone is a Hydra, too. There is nothing to hide.

   "Yes, I used to think that Atlas just took off after some big luck, but now their various training facilities have opened my eyes. What a pity!" Someone also sighed.

"What to join us, people are strong and strong, and there are a lot of battleship space stations. We are almost the same when we join Atlas! Look at the equipment of other infantrymen, which is worth our one-year salary!" The unsteady Hydra came forward, and no one opposed his words, and many people even nodded naturally.

"It’s impossible to join Atlas. Let’s talk about it here. Don’t talk about it when you go back! And I said that before joining Atlas, I’ll see you first. Even Cerberus is eligible. No, I still want to enter Atlas!"

   "Oh! Atlas, let's forget it. People have their own system. Why is Cerberus so strict with our own people!"

"Do you think it can be added to cats, dogs, and dogs? I heard my uncle said that after joining Cerberus, he would inject a nano-pharmaceutical. After that thing, you don’t have to worry about getting sick for the rest of your life. It can also be anti-aging. , So what people want is the bigwigs and the elite cadres in each department!"

   "Oh, it's another technological product that we can't enjoy!"

   "You said, if the master of Atlas becomes our leader, will we be able to fly into the sky?"

   "Yes, yes! That's a good idea!"

Seeing that the topic changed from discussing the spacecraft facilities to the subordinate's plan to change the boss of himself, Grant quickly interrupted the discussion of these people. He was afraid that the conversation would continue. Someone rushed to give the top one a peanut. .

As for Ward’s own thoughts, it is natural to be able to Gasperus and Gasperus. This independent association born out of Hydra came out not long ago. It was developed by some scientists from Hydra overseas. It is said that it was originally for the creation of super soldiers, but then it turned into a new human project. It sounds very high-end, but it is a pity that these guys who work in SHIELD are not eligible to join.

  "Or, changing the boss is actually good?

  (End of this chapter)