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"Sir, the drone has arrived at the scene!"

"Zoom in on the image and let's see what's going on here!"

In fact, the top five rogues of the Security Council and regional powers such as Japan and India are still very strict with Africa, especially small countries like Japan that lack local resources, almost jumping up and down to expand their influence in Africa, and then gain more Overseas station, so when Wakanda and Hydra started a war, two or five boys called the nearby military base.

At first, the coalition did not take this matter seriously. After all, this is Africa. One hundred guns serve as commanders. In Africa, where a thousand guns dare to build a country, it is not uncommon to see black slush fires. After saying something strange about the light, God was angry, and after the flying ironclad man and the like, the coalition forces, who noticed that something was wrong, immediately dispatched the Predator drone.

"Sir, we asked Atlas, and they deny military operations in the area!"

"Isn't it Atlas?" The commander on duty of the US Africa Command, wearing a vest and cigar, looked curiously at the high-definition pictures taken by the drone.

Although the Wakanda Guards have cleared the traces of their presence, they do not care about the bodies and equipment of the Hydra soldiers scattered on the ground, as well as the burning traces of those energy weapons. After all, Wakanda is rich in products. They have everything, and they don't look down on Hydra's backward weapons, but the coalition is different. Because Atlas is expensive, the coalition immediately sent a large number of engineers to clean the battlefield, looking ugly but still powerful. Full of Hydra energy submachine guns, the top officials of the coalition army were shocked and angry.

"Find out their identities!" The American commander clapped the table, such advanced weapons should only be possessed by the United States, and now such a group of people has emerged, this is about the safety of the free world, for the sake of democracy and peace , This group of armed forces must hand over their technology, if they do not, they are terrorists, and they must strike hard!

At this juncture, a little black, less than 20 years old, in a tattered military uniform was blocked in front of an Abrams main battle tank on daily patrol. If it wasn't for the sharp-eyed loader, I'm afraid Abrams It will run over directly. As for why the loader has sharp eyes, it may be because he is also a black man!

In short, this little black ate two battlefield fried chickens in one go, and drank a full bottle of watermelon soda with him, and then stammered in English that he knew the clues of the battle.

"You better not lie to us!" The vicious base guard tied him to a chair, and then several generals and officials poured into the room and looked at him seriously.

"I won't, I won't! I'll tell you what you want to know, I need a green card!" Xiao Hei was Anka, he was tired of the days when he couldn't get enough food and couldn't touch Nana. He wants to go to America to be a prostitute! Receiving relief money, eating welfare bread, and Madam Bai Zuo helping him beat the handkerchief, this is the day he wants!

"???" The general looked at the ivory m45 pistol on his waist and wondered if a black man could still be stuffed in the drainage ditch of the base.

"It's not impossible to have a green card, but I have to get accurate information!" The head of the African section of the CIA's Overseas Operations Division was a black msl in his thirties. He held a rosary in one hand and looked at his cousin with a blank expression. .

"Of course, I guarantee that the information is true!" Xiao Hei hurriedly swore in the name of his grandmother, but he still said that he had to see the green card first, and then he would say what he knew when he arrived in the United States.

How to do? The general and the official looked at each other, and then the official raised his eyebrows and hinted to the general, go out and talk!

After leaving the conference room, the person in charge threw a cigar to the general, and the two began to smoke.

"Do you need to use some means for him to tell him what he knows?"

"No, General, I have a way!" The person in charge put away the rosary, waved his hand, and signaled that the mountain man had his own plan!

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"Stracker lost again?"

At the meeting inside Hydra, a bunch of high-level executives who were having fun eating, drinking, and having fun in the Americas were shaking their necks with laughter.

"You said you can't beat the well-equipped mercenaries of Atlas, and you can still be shriveled in Africa? Strucker just make me a baron!"

"You? It's too much of a deception!" The client sat on a 10,000-ton roll-off ship that he was on when he escaped from Europe, gnashing his teeth and looking at the smirks on the screen. Damn, this Hydra leader is inappropriate. !

"Okay, stop laughing!" Pierce knocked on the table, signalling the others to calm down, "Baron Strucker is also a member of Hydra, his loss is our loss, and we can't just sit back and watch!" Although He is the boss of Hydra, but Pierce has been working in S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years, and sometimes he can't help but focus on S.H.I.E.L.D. One of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tasks is to monitor these unknown armed forces, so he also wants to do it. Clear the identity of the other party!

"High-tech armed black people, is this possible? Is this reasonable?" Another big boss, Malik, dismissed him.

"That's right, are you sure it wasn't dizzy that day? Strucker!"

"I'm a soldier, I never touch those junk things! I'm sure!" Strucker blushed and growled angrily.

"I'll send someone to find out their details!"

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"No, the green card you want!"

The person in charge threw a small card with Anka printed on it in front of the other party, then sat down on the interrogation table, looking down at the thin Anka.

"I'm American now?" Anka ecstatically took the card with her photo printed on it and looked at it carefully. After confirming that the information on it was correct, Anka thanked the person in charge.

"Now, tell everything you know and a plane will take you to America!"

So Anka told everything she had seen and heard, including the names of the bald females for Prince T'Challa and T'Challa.

"Prince? King?" The person in charge was suspicious, but the instrument on the side told him that the black man did not lie. After a while of silence, the person in charge chose to believe the machine.

"You really gave him a green card?" The general outside the door was very surprised.

"How is it possible, the resources in the United States are so tight, how can it be possible to casually recruit a guy who is incompetent!"

"That green card?"

"It's only a $20 fake, the Africans don't know anything about it!" The person in charge's tone was full of superiority.