The Death Knell

The female agent was very straightforward in her work. She brought almost nothing but a box of bullets and followed her.

The flying carpet quickly rose into the sky, leaving only some zombies on the street who noticed the presence of a few people and raised their heads and roared, extending their claws like rotten branches into the sky.

"In this case, Fury should be on the Helicarrier." Spider-Woman arranged her hair and pulled it into a neat bun: "However, SHIELD has more than 200 Helicarriers in total. I don't think so. Know exactly where they are."

"Maybe I can try." Skye seemed to be reminded of something. She paused while holding the tablet and started writing new code.

Not Enough At this moment, everyone discovered a bright spot in the distant sky, like a small comet, dragging its tail of flame across the night sky.

Even though the sky has been dyed reddish-brown by the firelight and smoke all over the city, the bright light spots are conspicuous at all times.

"Oh, a nuclear bomb?" Su Ming nodded and looked at the flashing fire with interest: "Speaking of which, I have always had a regret, that is, I have never seen what it would be like to have a nuclear bomb explode in New York."

"Midgard's technological weapons? I'm also curious." Loki raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't this the time to talk about this?" Miles panicked instead, rubbing his hands on his clothes as if he was trying to wipe off the sweat on his palms: "Why did someone suddenly launch a nuclear bomb? And there are superheroes We are still fighting in the city, and there are still survivors waiting for rescue!"

"Maybe it's a matter of perspective." The detective girl took out a small bottle and took a sip for herself, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand: "For us, what we see is each life, but for the politicians who are above us To me, people are nothing more than a series of numbers.”

"If they think New York City cannot be defended, in order to prevent more people from being transformed into zombies, it is inevitable to launch nuclear bombs." Miss Drew sighed. She obviously had nothing to do about it. She was still a little confused now. , but I also know that it would be good if I could survive in this situation.

Miles clenched his fists and hit his knees hard: "But the Ultimate Team hasn't given up yet! Why do the politicians want to kill us all?!"

As he spoke, he moved his backhand far away, and vaguely could see Thor and the Ultron robot rolling on the rooftop in the distance.

Except for Thor, who was a bit suspected of drinking fake wine, everyone else seemed to be normal. At least Iron Man's suit was flying around, as if searching for survivors.

And many flightless superheroes are gathering somewhere, apparently planning to guard the subway station and use it to evacuate the crowd.

"This is the earth you live on. You should tell us why." Su Ming took a puff of cigarette, pinched off the cigarette butt and put it away: "And the biggest reason in the world is 'I am happy'. Some people just want to be happy. Then you can do anything.”

Spider-Woman nodded. She thought Deathstroke was right. She even felt that the nuclear bomb was probably launched by SHIELD.

"Is it really a nuclear bomb? Should we retreat further?" Skye raised his head and glanced at the meteors in the night sky.

"It doesn't matter, the nuclear bomb can't penetrate the energy defense of the cloak. Even if we go to the detonation point to watch it up close, it'll be fine." Deathstroke answered, taking out a bottle of wine and taking a sip: "Judging from the trajectory, the explosion of this nuclear bomb will be fine." The point should be on the coast, and it seems that the plan is to cause the seawater to flow back and block the zombies, which is a bit interesting."

But Little Black Spider didn't want to see that kind of scene. Although nuclear bombs could stop zombies from bombing the city, they would also hurt good people. He couldn't accept such a cruel decision.

"Mr. Deathstroke, can you help us?" A pitiful expression appeared on his mask: "Although Iron Man's armor flew towards the missile, do you have a better way?"

"After all, I am an outsider. I am only here to take you and Miss Drew away. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to interfere in your affairs on earth, right?"

Deathstroke touched his chin and handed the bottle to Jessica who was swallowing her saliva. He seemed a little hesitant, as if he was very embarrassed.

"Please stop the nuclear bombing and give the heroes of the Ultimate Team some more time. I believe they can rescue more people." Miles gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "If anyone wants to be held accountable in the future, just Let them come after me, I have decided to leave with you anyway, if they can still find me."

"Then it's settled." Deathstroke didn't make any move, he just smiled, and a small black bean sprout sprouted from his shoulder.

The little bean sprout turned into a five-fingered tentacle shaped like a human hand. He reached into Deathstroke's pocket and took out a large golden rifle. He placed the gun body on the host's shoulder. The little hand skillfully pulled the bolt and loaded the gun. The beautifully engraved bullet is pushed into the barrel.

The next second, accompanied by a muffled sound and the muzzle of the gun, a thin stream of light instantly shot out into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the missile in the sky was intercepted. It paused in the air and disappeared.

Iron Man, who was flying towards the missile, was stunned. He was spinning in circles in the air, as if he was looking for something.

"What's the principle?"

Miles didn't understand at all. Even if the missile was shot down, it should have caused the leakage of radioactive material and turned it into a dirty bomb.

It was so weird to disappear so suddenly.

"It's actually very simple." Deathstroke smiled and touched Strangler's head. He took out a new bullet and showed it to the little black spider: "It was teleported away."

It turns out that the carvings on the bullet are none other than dense spider sculptures. This is a spider totem in the shape of a bullet.

When the bullet penetrated the missile casing, Master Weaver teleported it away.

"It turns out it can still be like this. I've learned something." Little Black Spider felt that his horizons were opened. He had never dreamed of such a way to intercept missiles. It was clean and environmentally friendly, and maybe it could be used again next time.

Just when he was happy, his phone rang suddenly. He took it out from his trouser pocket and saw that the black braised egg on the screen was particularly conspicuous.

"The director called me. It seems he is going to investigate."

Miles sighed and spread his hands to show people their phones.

"Give Skye your phone and she'll find out where Fury is."

Su Ming took the phone and connected it directly to Skye's tablet using strangulation.

Seeing the 'new hardware device detected' prompt pop up in the lower right corner of the screen, Skye looked at the 'data cable' with crescent eyes, and licked her lips:

"Is this okay?"

"Of course, lock Fury's position. He seems to be ready to see me." Deathstroke looked into the distance, his mask seeping out from under his skin like ink beads, forming a black and yellow half visor. .