My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 94 Just load the 105 caliber grenade for me!

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"Give it to us head-on!"

Sif bowed and held her shield, facing the laser of the Destroyer Armor, shouting without looking back.

Leni stared intensely at the back of the woman in front of her, feeling secretly amused in her heart.

The appearance of this shield and sword really made her think of another female superhero unconsciously.

It's just this sword...it's really not that good.

Just now when Sif swung her sword to slash at her, Leni clearly saw that the long sword curled up within two strokes.

"Everyone! Cover them!"

Leni put away the hand cannon and retreated quickly.

Then the Javelin missile was pulled out from the void, the locking sound sounded, and Leni directly pulled the trigger without looking.

boom!

Although it is difficult for a series of heavy fire strikes to cause particularly effective damage to the Destroyer.

Leni put away the laser cannon. This thing needs time to recharge.

"Let the gunship take off! I want to see what the hell it is!"

For this mission, Leni not only applied for a lot of heavy weapons from SHIELD.

…

Before Volstagg could withdraw his battle ax, the Destroyer punched him in the smoke, hitting him in the abdomen.

He glanced sideways at Leni behind him, who was constantly using artillery to supplement their attack gaps.

Listening to the orders coming from the communicator, Coulson glanced at the center of the battlefield.

Whoosh~

This silent arrow almost grazed Sif's shoulder and headed towards the head of the Destroyer Armor.

Coulson, who was witnessing everything, almost shouted this sentence through gritted teeth:

"Now! Right away!"

Coulson on the other side couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

Looking at the humanoid object being "besieged" by several people on the satellite image, General Ross also had a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

But they don't seem to be very good at close combat.

Coulson's somewhat anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"One minute, General!"

But there are so many people like Leni that I can’t stand it.

At a certain military base in the United States, General Ross's beard at the corner of his mouth moved as he was watching a movie via military satellite.

He had no choice but to turn over in embarrassment to avoid it, and then watched Volstagg fall to the ground.

The scorching laser penetrated the Destroyer's unfolded visor, but it still failed to cause effective damage.

"It's no use! This guy's is too hard!"

Now that the matter has come to this point, it really doesn't make sense to hide it.

"Connected!"

"General Ross! I'm Phil Coulson!"

"General Ross, I know you're watching!"

Then he took out a bundle of explosive arrows that had been prepared in advance.

Listening to the obvious sound of gunfire and the occasional screams and shouts on the other end of the phone, General Ross realized that now was not the time to bargain.

When you draw the bow and load the arrow, you almost don't need to aim, just hold the bow string and release it with your fingers.

Clint rolled over and got closer to a bunker, groping around the corner for a while.

He swung the ax in his hand, jumped up suddenly, and struck the Destroyer on the shoulder hard!

bass!

The moment the ax blade touched the armor, sparks actually started.

The drone operator who heard the sound replied crisply:

Without a power storage device, the charging time is ridiculously long!

Sif looked at Leni in surprise. This guy actually had the same attack method as the Destroyer Armor!

"Vorstagg!"

Hehe, these guys from S.H.I.E.L.D. may one day get their hands on me.

If conditions hadn't allowed, the one that flew Leni here this morning wouldn't have been a Lockheed C-130 Hercules transport aircraft.

"Can!"

Volstagg took advantage of the smoke from the explosion to move around behind the Destroyer Armor with a degree of agility completely incompatible with his body size.

Without hesitation, Ross gave the order directly.

The constant roar of guns and gunfire around him made him feel a surge of adrenaline, and his voice was unconsciously louder.

No matter what, Leni has to get an AC-130 Death Angel gunship!

Thinking of this, Leni was suddenly stunned.

"How long until the Predator drones arrive?"

Sif glanced at Clint behind her with his bow and arrow ready, and sighed secretly:

Not all Midgardians are weak, but...

Leni took back the fired anti-tank gun, and the light blue streamer appeared in her hand.

boom!

The powerful explosion sent billowing smoke, but Clint knew that the effect on the thing was almost negligible.

Even if a certain part is really blown through, this Asgardian armor will only recover after a few seconds.

If S.H.I.E.L.D.’s fighter planes and that big guy weren’t still being tested, where would they still be controlled by the military?

"General, there is a communication request from SHIELD!"

There are recoilless rifles, large-caliber mortars, .50-caliber heavy machine guns, and even the Gatling Vulcan Cannon Leni on the vehicle.

…

Yes, why did you directly call the air force for support?

boom!

Following a scorching laser, the improvised machine gun team not far from Coulson was instantly reduced to ashes.

"Oh? Agent Coulson, what do you want from me?"

The Destroyer, who had fallen to the ground at this time, was gradually moving outside the camp with the help of several Asgardian warriors.

Only one blow sent the sturdy Volstagg flying away.

Colson looked up at the sky. He was sure that General Ross could see it at this time!

"General Ross! How long do you need your gunship?"

Hogan wanted to help his good brother, but the next laser of the Destroyer was coming towards him.

"We need air fire support now! Coordinates: xxx east longitude, xxx north latitude! Let your AC-130 take off!"

Colson glanced at the latitude and longitude coordinates on the mobile terminal.

A huge and heavy weapon appeared in his hand, it was the level 25 professional weapon [laser cannon] that had killed the mourning whip with one blow before.

Leni, who saw this scene in her eyes, clucked her tongue secretly.

"Colson, where is the military's air support? Tell them to hurry up!"

Leni yelled, and then hurriedly urged Coulson on the communicator.

General Ross said calmly.

"grass!"

Buzz!

A basketball-thick pink plasma light cannon directly enveloped the Destroyer's head.

He even went to the Stark Industries warehouse and moved out all the big stuff that he hadn't bought last year.

The dazzling electric arc flashed, Leni spotted the gap where the Destroyer's laser stopped, and firmly pulled the trigger of the laser cannon in her hand.

Isn’t it just a matter of minutes to summon an angel of death in the back garden of my own home in the United States?

"Colson! Contact General Ross! Ask him to send two AC-130s over! The worst I can do is give him two bottles of paradise potion!"

Coulson didn't waste any time and quickly contacted General Ross.

With the help of the Predator drone hovering in the sky, General Ross finally saw clearly what the SHIELD guys were fighting for.

Although I don't know what the situation is with those guys in strange clothes and holding cold weapons on the ground.

But he could see clearly the solid laser cannon fired by Leni just now!

Attacks of that level are ineffective,

What on earth is that thing in the middle of the battlefield?

Sorry, the Orange schedule release settings are wrong.

(End of chapter)