Druids in Marvel

Nick Fury frowned and looked at the display screen in front of him. He was always a little uneasy looking at the chaotic situation in front of him!

After a while, Nick Fury suddenly said to a young agent who was working: "Check to see if there are any big people gatherings near New York recently. I always feel that these vampires are making their last struggle! But I don't know what they are.

What do you want to do?"

The young agent was operating on the computer. After about a minute or two, the young agent shouted: "I know! There is a Democratic party party in a manor in New Jersey today, and the President of the United States will also be present.

!”

Nick Fury looked at the young agent in disbelief and said, "They still have the heart to have a party when Manhattan is in a mess?"

The young agent shrugged and said, "To be precise, it started this morning, before the fighting started in Manhattan!"

Nick Fury immediately shouted: "Notify HSD immediately that Mr. President is in danger and ask them to arrange for Mr. President to evacuate immediately!"

After thinking for a moment, Nick Fury simply continued: "Let us rush to Manhattan to turn around and go to New Jersey. Now is the most critical moment. We cannot give the vampires any chance!"

Colson looked at his director in surprise, and said in disbelief: "They are needed in Manhattan, and the President can just leave them to the Secret Service, right?"

Nick Fury slowly shook his head and said: "We have worked hard to advance the matter to this point, and we cannot let the vampires get any chance to breathe. In that case, we will pay a greater price in the future."

Coulson pointed at Manhattan on the screen angrily and said: "But we are bleeding now, Director Fury, the people of Manhattan need us now!"

Nick Fury gave the excited Colson a strange look and said, "What are you thinking about, Colson? Can't you tell which of the two is more important?"

If the vampires capture Mr. President, we will be forced to return to the negotiating table!

This will give the vampires too much time to hide themselves. Then a lot of what we have done before will be in vain!

How can we find those vampires once they hide themselves underground?"

Colson took a deep breath and took a deep look at the bleeding police, soldiers, and civilians on the screen.

Strictly speaking, it was because SHIELD did not have a complete backup plan that caused the chaos in Manhattan. Although some situations were simply unimaginable, such as those sudden steel mechas.

Coulson felt he couldn't sit back and ignore the situation in Manhattan, but he understood Nick Fury and he knew the pressure he faced in that position.

Taking a deep breath, Coulson said to Nick Fury: "I'm sorry, Director Fury, I understand you, but I will go to Manhattan, that is where I should go, and I don't want my next

I’ll spend half my life in regret!”

After saying that, Colson turned around and rushed out of the cockpit and onto the deck, but he searched around the deck and couldn't find the motorboat. Looking at Manhattan not far away, Colson gritted his teeth and rushed over to untie the motorboat.

He decided to row over the lifeboat rope himself!

"Hey Coulson, need some help?"

Colson, who was busy, looked up and saw Hawkeye standing there with an outboard motor on his shoulders and looking at him with a smile.

Coulson smiled happily and said while busy: "Director Fury, do you agree to go to Manhattan with me?"

Hawkeye shrugged his shoulders, placed the outboard motor on the deck, came up to help with a smile, and said: "He doesn't even know what level I am, I believe he won't mind if there is one less fool here!"

Colson smiled and pointed to the outboard motor on the ground, and said: "You saved my life. I've always felt that my physical condition is very average recently. This thing can help me save a lot of energy. Thank you! Patton!"

Hawkeye waved his hand indifferently and said nothing. He just controlled the electric lift and lowered the lifeboat!

In the cockpit, Natasha looked at Nick Fury and said, "You just let them go?"

Nick Fury glanced at Natasha, whose face was fluctuating, and said: "SHIELD needs someone like Agent Coulson. He will be the bridge between SHIELD and people like Alvin!

Why, do you think what I did is wrong? Do you want to join them?"

The corner of Natasha's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and she said with a smile: "I think standing on the same side as my colleagues is the right choice. You definitely won't mind facing the pressure alone, right?"

After saying that, Natasha turned around and walked out of the cockpit to look for Coulson and the others, leaving Nick Fury with a beautiful back view!

Nick Fury didn't even look at Natasha who walked out, and just whispered to himself, "Yes, I don't mind!"

On the streets of Manhattan, Alvin was holding a 12.7mm machine gun dismantled from a military Humvee. He was surrounded by several heavily armed soldiers who were helping him put ammunition belts on his body.

Alvin turned the Ares 2's radio to maximum power and said: "This is the mecha test pilot of the Stark Group. My code name is "Tomahawk". If you need help, please report your address and I will arrive as soon as possible."

Give you the strongest support.”

As he spoke, Alvin shook the heavy machine gun in his hand and said again: "You will definitely like it, hurry up, Mr. "Tomahawk" is very busy with business, and you will have to queue up if you are late!"

A soldier who looked like a wrestler waved to Alvin and shouted: "Tomahawk, we are ready, when will we set off?"

Alvin glanced at the big man and said: "Wait a minute, we can't attack blindly, we have to appear where we are needed most. Have the ammunition been loaded into the car? I think these things will be needed in many places!

Tell me more, do you have a relative named Sean Porter? You look very similar! Of course you are a little stronger than him, he is the warden of a juvenile prison!"

The big soldier glanced at Alvin inexplicably and said: "I don't know Sean Porter. Maybe he is the descendant of my father whom I have never met. Who knows?

You can call me "Roadblock", that's what my comrades call me!

The ammunition truck is ready, I named it "Santa Claus" and I believe everyone who sees it today will fall in love with it!"

Alvin glanced at a van not far away with several enchanting girls spray-painted on it, laughed, and said, "Who wouldn't like Santa Claus driving a car like this to deliver gifts?"

Angel in the mecha made a prompt and received help signals from everywhere. The smart Angel displayed a forward route on the screen of the mecha, and thoughtfully made it translucent so that it would not affect Alvin's sight.

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When Alvin saw Angel being so smart, he couldn't help but praise, "What a smart girl!"

As a result, Angel replied, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm Jarvis. Mr. Stark asked me to help improve Angel's adaptability.

She's obviously not smart enough to understand the operating habits of a low-educated driver, but don't worry, she'll be fine soon!"

Alvin was furious after hearing this. What does it mean to be a low-educated driver? I graduated from a technical secondary school. At that time, it was a good school with guaranteed assignments! Is it really okay for you, an old electronics person, to pretend to be a cross-dressing boss?

Patting his helmet irritably, Alvin said angrily: "Okay, you can go back, let Stark go a little faster, his thing won't work, it will be a waste after the ammunition is used up! Get Angel back quickly, I

Very busy!”

Then Alvin heard Stark yelling angrily, "Alvin, when this is over, I'm going to beat you up, and I'll beat you up in a steel suit. Let you see if a steel suit without ammunition can do it! Rhodes,

Hurry up and don’t let Alvin look down on me~~"

Alvin turned off the communication and heard Angel's stiff voice again. He turned around and waved at the "roadblock" that had started the truck with peace of mind, turned on the speaker and shouted: "Follow!"

Ares 2 carried a heavy machine gun and ran forward on the ground at the lead, followed by a van that was obviously not a good road.

In the truck, Private A looked at the roadblock with some confusion and said: "Why doesn't this Tomahawk fly over? That would be much faster!"

The big roadblock thought for a moment and said: "Maybe it's to take care of us. After all, we still need to replenish ammunition for everyone. Or maybe it's because it's inconvenient for Mr. Tomahawk to fly with a machine gun!"

Private A sighed after hearing this, and looked enviously at Alvin in front of him who was still running very fast while holding a 12.7mm vehicle-mounted machine gun, and said: "The Tomahawk is really powerful. He has destroyed dozens of them with the ax before.

Steel mecha, when will our company be able to get this kind of mecha issued to us? One more is enough!"

Roadblock glanced at his daydreaming companion like an idiot, and sneered: "How many mechas like that can the Pentagon buy after selling them? You know what those politicians have in mind, hmm~~! They

They won’t equip us with such weapons, how cheap our pension is!”

Soldier A let out a long sigh, nodded and said, "You're right, man, if I can survive this time, I will decide to file a discharge report when I go back. It's too dangerous to do this business! My son just got married this year.

born!

I heard that the chief of the New York Police Department has been poaching people from the battlefield, and the treatment is said to be very good. I want to give it a try. Being a police officer is better than being a soldier! I can still see my son every day!"

The big roadblock curled his lips and did not answer, but looked at Alvin in front of him showing off his power.

Roadblock can't deal with children, so he really can't hear the word child. What good things do he think children have? Are machine guns interesting? Are they more fun than game consoles?

Alvin feels very happy now!

He realized that he might have found the trick to using a gun! He called all his people on the opposite side to lie down, held the large-caliber machine gun on his waist, and swept across the enemy in a circle. Even the vampire couldn't bear the 12.7 mm bullet.

They may not die, but they are certainly useless!

The world suddenly became quiet!

Who the hell can do that in a shootout with a 12.7mm machine gun in Manhattan and still get cheers from the police and civilians?

This is the benefit of being a good person!