Marvel’s Movie Destruction

Chapter 338 Sandbox Base (3/3)

"Why do we buy so many insecticides?" Hawkeye Barton couldn't help asking, looking at the big buckets of insecticide in the cabin.

Just now he was competing with the hammer that fell from the sky in the wilderness, but before he could show his true strength, he received a call from his boss, asking him to be ready to set off immediately.

Upon receiving the task, Hawkeye quickly brought a full set of equipment, originally thought it was to deal with some unexpected aliens or ambitious scientists who wanted to destroy the world, but he only found out when he got on the plane!

This model is wrong!

All of them put on biochemical protective suits and had pesticide sprayers on their backs. By the way, the cabin was full of pesticides.

It looks like it's going to deal with a world-destroying villain, it's completely ready to deal with forest pests!

"Two hundred and thirty kilometers ahead, there is a colony of marching ants. We must eliminate them." Phil Coulson just told the driver of the destination, and then walked into the cabin and said to Hawkeye.

The location of the sandbox base is considered confidential within S.H.I.E.L.D, and is not known at Hawkeye's level.

After all, from the point of view of the black bitter egg, Hawkeye Barton is a good scout or combat unit, but what if he is allowed to enter the top?

Then wash and sleep!

"Marching ants? How could New Mexico have that stuff?" Hawkeye was also taken aback. As the top warrior, he has also performed many missions in the Amazon region. Naturally, he knows what kind of horrible existence a large-scale marching ant is. .

When those gadgets cross the border, there is no grass, and even the land can be eaten by three inches.

"The situation is unknown, but we have to wipe out the marching ants before they enter the densely populated areas, otherwise the problem will be serious." Phil Coulson definitely knows that the marching ants seem to be heading for the sandbox base, but this kind of thing It's better to have fewer people know.

The distance of more than two hundred kilometers is a matter of ten minutes for the transport plane. When Li Qingyuan took Skye to the bottom of the sandbox base, Phil Coulson had led the action team to arrive.

The plane sprayed a few circles of insecticide in the sky, and then waited until the spraying in the sky failed to effect, then arranged for everyone to get off the plane for a second killing.

In the face of the high level of productivity of modern society, the racial characteristics of primitive creatures are not worth mentioning. If millions of marching ants were absolutely terrifying existence that can be talked about before, but with tons of pesticides The army of marching ants was immediately defeated, and it was almost wiped out in less than an hour.

"Phil? This—?" The bunkers around the basic sandbox have been eaten up by the marching ants, revealing the metal-style alloy door. Even if it is dull, Hawkeye can see that there is a problem, so he asks cryptically.

The target of those ants is obviously this hidden underground base. Although Hawkeye knows that this kind of secret base is not known by his own confidentiality level, the current situation is that this base has jumped out by itself, but he has never thought about it. To explore the secrets of the organization.

"This is a level 7 secret, Clint agent!" Phil Coulson said solemnly.

Hawkeye's authority within S.H.I.E.L.D is only level five, so when he heard that it was a level seven secret, he ran away angrily.

Although he thinks his Ability would not be killed by a cruel guy for such a trivial matter, he would wear small shoes for him if he didn't keep it all together!

Phil Coulson is also confused. With so many marching ants, it is absolutely impossible to say that no one is instigating it. So when the insecticide was sprayed just now, there was actually an invisible Quin Jet standing by. Saturation strikes will be carried out directly.

But the manipulator hidden in the evil backstage doesn't move at all, which makes people really unable to see through!

"I'm the seventh-level agent Phil. Phil Coulson. I was ordered to come here to rescue. I want to talk to the base officer." Thinking of this, Phil Coulson immediately stood in front of the display screen outside the gate and shouted.

"Wait...wait a minute, I'm verifying my identity!" Although the alloy gate can't be broken with the teeth of the marching ants, it is clear that a lot of lines have been damaged and the display screens are stuck.

"Is this brother Phil Coulson? It's great that you are here!" After a few minutes, Feliz Black ran out of the gate in a hurry, with sweat on his forehead, and he just hugged Phil Coulson. Let go.

"Agent Black, what happened? Can you let me go first?" Phil Coulson was almost breathless by the opponent. What did this guy do for holding himself so tightly? Is it possible that there are any special hobbies?

Definitely, this idea just passed in a flash. With Phil Coulson's work experience, I definitely know that Black is definitely out of the basket, and now I want to find someone to help with thunder.

Don't even think that Phil Coulson is only a seven-level agent, but S.H.I.E.L.D's internal senior management knows that this guy is the hardcore confidant of the director.

The same mistake in others would definitely be life imprisonment in the refrigerator to stay alone until death, but if Phil Coulson's words are estimated to be at best, it would not be an example.

"Brother Phil Coulson, you must report truthfully!" Black was covered in cold sweat, and he still couldn't understand why the enemy turned Warehouse No. 1 upside down. As a result, the alarm systems were even connected. The fart didn't sound.

However, there is absolutely no way to report such incidents to the headquarters, because a certain director must ask, since the electronic alarm system has not sounded, why the guards have not found an abnormality?

He couldn't report truthfully that the chick who guarded Warehouse No. 1 was lying on his bed just now, right?

After all, guarding this broken sandbox base has been under the ground for more than half a year. If you don't have some fun to do it, what's the difference between being in prison?

"What's going on?" Phil Coulson struggled to free himself from Black's arms and asked sternly.

"Just look at it." Black smiled bitterly and walked towards the sandbox base with Phil Coulson.

Hawkeye looked around, then silently followed up with his quiver.

Although this seems to be a secret base in the bureau, his first task is to protect the safety of Phil Coulson, so if he cannot guarantee 100% safety, Phil Coulson will have to follow there when he arrives.

The three-person group has been monitored for four times, and the pupil iris has been verified four times before entering the Sandbox One Warehouse located 400 meters underground.

"This is the scene. The warehouse administrator just discovered the abnormality as I reported it, and I also ordered everyone not to enter, and it is still the same now!" Black said a good thing to the warehouse administrator.

After all, the relationship between the two of them is pure.

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