Chapter 423 seems to be able to win!

   "Found the goal!"

  Alexander Pierce only saw a pale steel skull mask appear in front of him, and then he was pulled out of the carriage by a pair of steel giants and fell heavily to the ground.

   "Cough!" Pierce, who was stimulated by gunpowder and collision, coughed a few times, and then tried to crawl away. As soon as he lifted his head, he saw a corpse whose head had been beaten to half.

Pierce knew him. It was a squad leader of the special team. A young man from Kentucky. There were several fried chicken shops at home. But now this blond guy is destined to not inherit those fried chicken shops. He and his team are all In the same way, lying on the ground torn apart, the exoskeleton armor on their bodies became their graves.

  While Pierce was still in a trance, the skull mask that had just appeared in front of him pulled him from the ground, and then roughly put a pupil recognition instrument on his face.

  "Identity confirmation, Alexander Pierce, Minister of the World Security Council, one of the senior commanders of Hydra!" The instrument made a beep, confirming his identity.

   "Who are you guys?" Pierce asked knowingly, but he still wanted to hear the answer that made him give up.

   "Atlas Marines!" The skeleton mask stuffed the instrument back into the storage box of his combat armor, then took out a pair of electronic shackles and fastened it to Pierce's hand.

   "I knew it!" Pierce gave a wry smile, then looked at the soldier in front of him, "Are you going to take me to your master to ask for credit next?"

   "That's not something you can manage!" The indifferent male voice that was converted into an electronic sound said unceremoniously.

  Then the second soldier came over, took out a needleless syringe, and hit Pierce on the arm.

   "What is this?" Pierce only felt a sudden surge of sleepiness, and then he couldn't open his eyelids anymore in a fight.

  After seeing Pierce asleep, the bald brother who played dead on the side let out a sigh, then climbed up from the ground and looked at the skull face.

"What should we do now?"

  "The lord told you to take him to S.H.I.E.L.D., and find Commander Hill to ensure that the target is taken to Nick Fury intact!"

  The skull-headed soldier paused, then took off his helmet, revealing a shaggy face. It was the commander of the special forces, Rumlow.

"Take it to the chief? Are you sure I won't be shot to death?" The bald man was stupid. When he was a second or fifth boy, Nick Fury saw him with his own eyes. If he passes by, he will have to be killed if he is not killed. Scolded to death.

  "Are you still worried about this? It's okay, now our identities are different!"

Rumlo patted the ceramic-titanium armor on his chest. This was a gift he received when he changed the boss not long ago. A customized reinforced sentry exoskeleton armor, although this thing is every Atlas The Sri Lankan Navy's special forces have one, and they can be modified in the armory according to personal requirements. Like Rumlow, he added two heat swords to his arms.

   "This is what I worry about!" The bald-headed man gave a smile that was uglier than crying, "I still wonder if I have a chance to be a director, it's fun!"

  "Then don't think about it, as far as I know, there are two candidates ahead of you!" Rumlow poured cold water pouringly.

   "Who, Commander Hill and Coleson?"

   "No, Coleson is coming with his goddaughter!"

   "Ah this! Do you think that adult likes this kind of mixed race?" The bald brother thoughtfully, as long as I send all the candidates to the bed, then the position of director must be mine!

"You can try!"

  After that, Rumlow put on the helmet again, and their mission is not over yet!

  Leave two combat robots to the bald brother, and then Rumlow took the remaining members of the special forces back to the car, ready to go to the next mission location.

Under Fisher’s rushing tactics, the HYDRA troops of the special zone finally took the seven dogs in the sky with one last breath, and sacrificed thousands of lives in exchange for seven spaceships that were already messed up inside. Fisher doesn't know if this sale is worthwhile, but it's certain that Hydra has reached a climax in Washington and the whole world.

"We haven't lost yet. With these seven spaceships, we can still restore the situation!" Malik, who hadn't wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, in the Hydra base where the communication power and even the tap water had been cut off, instantly felt that he was doing it again. The old man jumped up from the hospital bed and cheered up his men loudly, saying that we only need to escape to those spaceships to be invincible!

A bunch of Hydra thought for a while, and felt that what the boss said seemed reasonable, but their base of operations was three kilometers away from the battleship group in a straight line, and it took at least 20 minutes to drive. For this distance, there are still unidentified snipers outside. ,Can you make it? Can you catch up? Moreover, the few Hydras that have worked in the US military have yet to say one thing. Are the aatis artillery deployed in the port still under their control?

But Malik didn’t care, or he didn’t dare to think about this issue. For them now, they don’t have time to think about whether there will be a problem, but they have to do it. Now they are already sitting on it. A fast-moving train still has a chance to sit down. If it jumps, there is really no hope at all! What's more, according to the last data before they lost communication control, there are already battalions of US troops and the National Guard marching towards New York, and the air superiority currently held by Hydra will soon cease to exist!

   "But, there is one more question!" An agent suddenly raised his hand weakly and said.

  "The vehicles on the base are not enough to evacuate all the manpower. If you go out one batch and then come back to pick it up..."

   "Cough cough, so let me set an example first!" Malik coughed, then stood up and said.

"I am old, and I don’t have many days to live, but you are different, and there is a bright future waiting for you. The new world of Hydra must be created by you! Let me stay at the base to attract firepower for you Bar!"

"Sir!" Seeing the appearance of their own official, the hydras couldn't help but weep. It's strange that everyone wiped each other's tears and said goodbye. Sex is naturally the clearest, the other party must have a way to get out, but they need people like them to cover it!

  But knowing that you know, everyone still didn't say it. Besides, if things are really uncontrollable, they only need to enter the spacecraft, and then climb into space, and the sky will be high and the birds will fly.

  (End of this chapter)