The admiral in the Marvel world

"Damn it, who are these bastards?" Gwen was extremely upset when someone pointed a gun at her. This was the first time she dared to threaten the NYPD on New York territory.

"You said it, you bastard." Cao Gui shrugged and said in a hoarse voice.

Gwen glanced at him and turned her head away. Not only did this man not show an inch of skin, he also didn't even make a sound. He was really cautious.

Originally, Gwen concealed her identity just to prevent her father from recognizing her, but now someone is driving a fighter jet to force her to reveal her identity and also wants her to be supervised...

Be careful in the future!

Gwen's heart trembled slightly as she thought of the man she was obsessed with. If her identity was leaked, Cao would definitely be in danger.

"What to do now?" Gwen's voice turned cold and he asked softly. He looked at the machine gun not far ahead and the eight armed men below. They had landed and were adjusting their status. They took out their weapons and would attack them soon.

Already.

"Of course the fight begins!" Cao Gui stopped talking and used the equipment to broadcast.

Gwen frowned. The M134 Gatling gun is no joke. This thing fires at a rate of six thousand rounds per minute, which is an average of one hundred rounds per second.

Moreover, the eight armed men below were ready. They took out two devices similar to Gustav recoilless rifles and aimed them at the two people. Each device was operated by two people.

The remaining four people were holding Barretts respectively, with fierce momentum and murderous intent, as if they regarded them as enemies.

In the building, the six Georges who heard the noise ran out quickly and saw the current scene.

"Sir, are they... from the military?" the police officer asked doubtfully, "This battle is too big."

"I don't know..." George frowned. He didn't know why he felt very unhappy. He didn't like the Quinjet no matter how he looked at it.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"Have the bureau been contacted?" George asked.

"We are in contact," the police officer said quickly: "The bureau borrowed the Stark Group's satellite and has restored contact with us."

Hearing this, George quickly returned to his helicopter and began to practice with his superiors. Such a fighter jet was absolutely not allowed to appear in New York, and he had to contact his superiors.

"Ready!" shouted the armed man operating the recoilless rifle from SHIELD:

"The enemy did not show any intention to attack, so they adopted Preparation No. 2 and used electric shock weapons!"

"Sir, you can fire at any time!"

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Colson breathed a sigh of relief. He was not bad. He was a sensible person. He could consider letting them suffer less.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have ten seconds to think about it!"

Cao Gui sneered, suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Gwen's shoulder, and in an instant, activated the six postures.

shave!

"Wha...what!?" Coulson felt a blur on the screen, and then the two living people disappeared in an instant.

"Damn it, where are they? Find them quickly!" Colson's expression changed drastically. It turned out that he was not afraid of them, but rather confident.

Such people must be thinking of revenge after being treated like this, so they must still be around.

Beep beep beep... All the sensors on the plane are turned on. Quinjet fighters are not designed for air combat, but more for searching and suppressing ground targets, so their radar detection accuracy is high, but

The ejection range is small.

"Found it, sir!" the co-pilot shouted quickly: "They're above us... Damn it, they're above us!"

The co-pilot's expression suddenly changed. The enemy actually had the ability to fly?

"Quick! Activate the sonic weapon..." Coulson's face also changed suddenly, and he yelled, but...

Whoosh!

A blue light flashed past, and a huge crescent-shaped slash suddenly fell from the sky.

The Quinjet, which was made with a lot of money, was like a piece of paper and was easily split in half.

The dark environment in the cabin suddenly became clear, and the blue sky and white clouds were visible. But before Colson could appreciate the beautiful scenery in the confined space, a huge force suddenly came, carrying him like a drum in a washing machine.

Keep spinning.

Bang!

Half of the fuselage was smashed down heavily, sending smoke and dust everywhere. Fortunately, they were not high to the ground just now, so the smash did not cause the engine to explode.

But the eight armed men were not so lucky. The still-working engine spewed out hot and violent air. They were blown away instantly when they were very close. The two unlucky guys were blown into the other half of the fuselage.

In the engine, it was turned into a pulp.

From the sky, Cao Gui swung Gwen hard and threw her towards a high tower.

Gwen was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what he meant. With a bend of her wrist, she shot out a spider silk and swung it to the top of the tower.

Cao Gui didn't want her to join the war, so she was happy to do so. Anyway, her purpose of coming had been achieved.

On the other side, Cao Gui, who was falling, suddenly stamped his right foot. With a pop, a cloud of white mist exploded, and Cao Gui's body, which was falling rapidly, rose up instantly.

Looking at the half of the Quinjet fighter below that was still spinning, he snorted coldly, suddenly raised his right leg, and then dropped it like a battle ax.

The blue vacuum slash struck again, and with a "clang" sound, the Quinjet split into two again.

This time, the engine could no longer be saved and exploded with a loud "boom".

Trident Headquarters.

Looking at the screen that had turned into snowflakes, Agent Hill had a look of horror on his face.

He destroyed a Quinjet in just two shots. What is this man's ability? What is that crescent-shaped thing? Technology or superpowers?

With his throat rolling, Hill moistened his dry throat, held down the headset, and shouted repeatedly:

"Colson, Colson! Can you hear me?"

Over the Bronx factory in New York, Cao Gui returned to the top of the building on moon steps.

Compared to Agent Hill who was far away in Washington, George Six and Gwen were more shocked to see this scene with their own eyes.

Only now did Gwen realize that in the building before, the other party was not releasing water, but releasing water. He was simply playing with her.

"Who...is this guy?" Gwen murmured to herself, "Could it be Cao...impossible."

Gwen suppressed this unrealistic idea. It is true that everyone in China knows kung fu, but there is no such outrageous kung fu. If there were, then there would be no such things as Captain America and Robin Hood in the world.

George was silent while holding the walkie-talkie. The bureau's support was coming soon, but now, he didn't want the bureau's support to arrive.

From the ruins below, Coulson crawled out in disgrace. Except for him, all the crew members died.

Cao Gui was speechless for a while, what is this? He is still alive after such a big explosion, God bless him?

And even if he's not dead, he doesn't even have any missing arms or legs. Is it really just smoke without any injuries?

But then again...should I kill him or not?

Cao Gui looked down at him, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous, but after thinking for a moment, Cao Gui gave up the idea.

If Sitwell was still a level six agent, killing him would be very profitable and would reduce the pressure for him to be promoted. But killing him now would have no benefit. If he were to keep him, he could be used to contain Nick Fury.

Moreover... Cao Gui didn't want to kill anyone in front of Gwen, and their identities would eventually be exposed.