A Certain Marvel Super Player

Buzz!

Military transport planes roared past in the night.

Inside the cabin.

Locke stared at the satellite map displayed on the big screen in front of him. In the satellite map, among the white snow, a wooden house that was almost perfectly integrated with the environment was exposed.

Come back to your senses.

Locke looked at Killer Mace: "Tell me again, according to the intelligence, how was he exposed?"

Killer Mace looked at Locke: "Three days ago, Eric Heller's signal positioning exposed him."

"interesting."

"I feel so too."

Locke shook his head: "No, I mean, I can do this task by myself. Why, you come here too."

Killer Mace smiled...

Locke smiled too.

When he first got on the plane, he saw the killer Mace too. Frankly speaking, he was a little surprised, but it seemed to make sense.

Killer Mace looked at Locke: "Believe me, if I had a choice, I wouldn't come here."

Locke nodded and said, "You have no choice?"

Killer Mace said nothing.

Locke smiled, a bright smile.

When getting on the plane, Locke was neither surprised nor surprised by the appearance of Killer Mays, but Killer Mays just told him that she was just following the mission.

but……

Is this mission aimed at Eric Heller or Rock Broughton?

at this time.

A heavily armed soldier wearing a snow combat uniform walked in, looked at Locke and Killer Mace who were looking at each other, and said, "Three minutes."

Locke looked back and nodded.

Three minutes later.

The cabin door opened, and instantly, the cold wind outside roared into the cabin like an enema. In the cabin, the red warning light flashed silently and rapidly.

"Hey."

Locke, who had put on his parachute, looked at Killer Mace when he walked to the edge and said loudly: "If your mission was me, you should tell me."

Killer Mace looked at Locke and replied loudly: "Can you do it?"

"Of course, we are classmates. Although we are not good friends, we are friends."

"I also think so."

Locke listened to this answer, smiled slightly, confirmed his suspicion, and then stepped out with his right foot.

moment.

boom!

At high altitude, it was directly heading towards the vast forest below, like a cannonball, whizzing and swooping down.

Killer Mace put on his goggles and followed closely behind.

The remaining CIA agents, who were either agents or soldiers, followed closely behind. One by one, like dropping dumplings, they parachuted directly towards the forest below.

no way.

Although Eric Heller is not the most legendary agent in the history of the CIA, he is also classified as a dangerous agent, especially since this guy is still a traitor. In order to successfully conquer the CIA after so many years of rebellion, The CIA was fully prepared for his arrest.

"Boom!"

Locke waved his right hand, and the dagger in his hand flashed with cold light in the night, directly cutting the rope of the parachute, and then, from an altitude of five meters, it landed steadily on the snow.

The killer Mace next to him also landed not far from Locke like a nimble cat.

Locke turned his head and glanced at Killer Mace, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and nodded.

Killer Mace also nodded in response.

soon.

In almost two minutes, in silence, the remaining eight CIA soldiers opened the safety of their weapons and began to move silently towards the white wooden house one kilometer away.

Locke's perception fell on the wooden house, and suddenly, his six senses were touched.

Inside the cabin...

Someone.

but……

Locke narrowed his eyes and sensed the people touched by his six senses. There was someone inside, but it was not Eric Heller, but a girl, a somewhat weird girl.

"This mission..."

"The mission requirement is to capture Eric alive."

"..."

Locke looked at the killer Mace who said something next to him: "In my mission, there is no such word as "capture alive."

In his mission bag, there was only basic information about Eric Heller and the requirements of the mission. There was a saying that Eric Heller was a traitor to the CIA. According to the regulations of cleaning up the door, any agent who met a traitor , can be killed anytime and anywhere.

Killer Mace said: "My mission requires Eric Heller to be alive."

Locke raised his eyebrows inwardly, then smiled, looked at the wooden house that had appeared in sight, clicked, and loaded the pistol in his hand: "Then you will probably be disappointed."

If he hadn't considered that Killer Mace was okay, Locke would have gone directly to Killer Mace's sea of ​​consciousness to see for himself.

but……

After several months of getting along, Killer Metz was no stranger to him. Moreover, because what she said just now when she was parachuting was in line with Locke's conjecture, Locke gave up on this decision.

After all, after going to the sea of ​​consciousness of Killer Mace, it will certainly allow Locke to get what he wants, but Killer Mace will go crazy.

Locke never mind any method to deal with the enemy. The great man once said that when dealing with an enemy, as long as he is determined to be an enemy, he must be as decisive as the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

When dealing with friends, the great man also said that you should have the spring breeze blowing on your face.

While Killer Mace has not yet moved away from his friend column, any method of dealing with enemies will not be applied to Killer Mace by Locke.

After Locke said this, he looked at the wooden house again.

Just now, there was no movement in the wooden house, but at this moment, there was already movement.

seem……

Hiding?

at the same time.

Locke looked up.

Chuchuchu!

An armed helicopter with a large searchlight illuminated the surroundings into daylight, rumbling and shining the searchlight's gaze on the wooden house.

The next second.

Locke waved his hand, and in an instant, the CIA soldier who was walking in front jumped out, walked a few steps quickly, kicked open the door of the dark wooden house with a bang, and then rushed in.

moment.

The two CIA soldiers seemed to be swallowed up by darkness. After rushing into the wooden house, there was no movement.

Several soldiers who were fifty meters away from the wooden house looked at each other.

A soldier grabbed the walkie-talkie on his chest and called: "McCollin? Do you hear me?"

But, there was no response.

Killer Mace frowned.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

Others don't know, but he can clearly see that after the two soldiers rushed into the wooden house just now, the girl who was hiding was like a predator in the darkness, without any extraneous With one movement, he directly and neatly killed the two soldiers who rushed in.

But that's not the point...

The point is, Locke felt from this technique that it was vaguely familiar.

seem……

When he was very young, Chester taught Locke the same way when he was training him to kill with his bare hands.

"Chester."

Locke narrowed his eyes: "What the hell are you playing at?"

Just when Locke's thoughts were changing rapidly, the CIA soldier over there waved his hand after seeing no response, and immediately looked at Locke: "Sir..."

Locke came to his senses and nodded with Killer Mace.

The next second!

"dog Dog Dog!"

"Go, go, go!"

moment.

After receiving the authorization to start Operation Locke, the several soldiers over there immediately took on the posture of charging forward and began to surround the cabin that was exposed in sight.

Immediately afterwards.

The soldiers rushed into the cabin again.

Enter the eyes.

The two soldiers who had just rushed in were lying on the ground at this moment, their throats had been cut, and the blood did not have time to flow out, because it was too cold outside, and their throats were immediately solidified after being cut.

Locke and Killer Mace also rushed in shortly after.

Killer Mace winced when he saw the soldier on the ground whose throat was cut cleanly.

She used to be a killer.

but……

This was the first time she had seen such a clean and neat killing technique.

wrong.

Not the first time.

"Peerless Assassin!"

"..."

Locke listened to the words that Killer Mace unconsciously muttered, and couldn't help but look at Killer Mace.

Killer Mace felt Locke's gaze and glanced at Locke.

Yes.

Unparalleled Assassin.

As a peer of the Wushuang Assassin, it is natural that Killer Mace also has a certain understanding of the Wushuang Assassin. He even analyzed several missions of the Wushuang Assassin before his debut.

At the moment, this crisp and neat technique gave Killer Mace a not strong but subtle sense of déjà vu. This technique made Killer Mace feel that this seemed to be the method of an unparalleled assassin. Coming.

at this time.

The soldier's eyes moved upward.

moment.

The light hit the beams of the wooden house.

The next second.

Several people were stunned on the spot.

Enter the eyes.

On the beam, a girl with long white curly hair, wearing linen clothes, a fair complexion, a harmless expression, and a pair of very clear blue eyes, was sitting at a loss as she was innocent and cute.

"Eric Heller escaped."

"he?"

"no."

"Then how did you run away?"

"It's unclear. We think he ran away during the snowstorm."

Locke, who was searching for things in the cabin with Killer Mace, turned to look outside the cabin and smiled as he listened to the words passed to his ears by an agent disguised as a CIA soldier who seemed to be reporting back to someone.

The next second.

Locke stopped laughing.

Nothing else.

Locke sensed the killer Mace next to him, and then, with a thought, a USB flash drive that was not a USB flash drive hidden among a pile of debris flew directly into Locke's hand with a hiss.

Killer Mace seemed to feel something and looked at Locke who was searching over the wooden table.

Locke looked at Killer Mace: "Did you find anything?"

Killer Mace shook his head.

Locke said nothing.

heart.

"Chester, what the hell did you do?"

"..."