Five, Six, Seven in Marvel

(Note: Maria Hill, Level 9 SHIELD agent, commander of the air fleet, Nick Fury’s female assistant)

Xavier School for Gifted Young People.

The old man in a wheelchair is holding a speech, and under the podium are students from the school.

"Here, you learned how to become stronger, how to control and use your abilities,

This is important.

But the most important lesson I hope you remember most is,

It’s about accepting yourself,

Have the courage to embrace your talents and differences.

No matter what pressures and difficulties we face,

Always remember: I am a mutant and I am proud.

From now on, you are no longer children,

You are no longer students. You are the X-Men!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

In a corner, Nick Fury is watching everything.

"What X-Men is this?"

"Third term." Agent Hill replied.

"Is there any news about the apocalypse?"

"The satellite is not responding."

"Okay, got it."

The old man in the wheelchair was the principal of this school and the founder of the X-Men. After everything was over, he controlled the wheelchair and came to a certain tree in the center of the square.

"Director Fury, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Nick shook his hand briefly.

"Yes, Charles, it's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time. I have something very important to do here this time. You must move immediately..."

Charles smiled.

"Director Fury, if anyone dares to come to Xavier, he will never come back. These children will protect themselves. They are safer than staying in the White House."

"No, Charles, the enemy is different this time. You must move! His name is Apocalypse... He was there five thousand years ago... With all due respect, the security level of the White House is not as good as that of a Mexican branch of S.H.I.E.L.D."

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"Mr. Director, we are not going anywhere."

"Charles, you are still so stubborn, will you die if you listen to a word or two of advice from others?"

Nick Fury put the gun only on his head, "Time is limited and I don't have time to talk to you more. Being able to listen to your speech behind this tree is my biggest concession!"

Agent Hill held the handle of Charles' wheelchair and said, "Mr. Principal, we have a mutant suppression ring. I believe you don't want that thing to appear on your neck."

The old man in the wheelchair took a deep breath.

Nick Fury's face was full of anxiety, Charles looked at him, and his consciousness entered his mind.

After counting the interest.

"That's it, Nick, you should have told me earlier."

The big black face rolled his eyes, "I said it... but you didn't listen..."

"Boss! The satellite has responded, and a magnetic field has appeared in Xavier, which is completely consistent with the West Coast Building." Agent Hill also pulled out his gun and stared solemnly in one direction.

Purple ripples rippled out from the void, and a stranger wearing black armor walked out of the corrugated space door.

Behind him were a man and a woman, with black lines carved into the corners of his right eyes.

A ferocious wolf head poked out from behind the three of them.

The giant wolf landed on all fours and had completely lost its human appearance. When its tens-meter-high body completely landed on the ground, the plants in the square were severely shrunken and shriveled...

"Charles, I should have just knocked you out. Now it's better. You and I can't leave!"

The old man sitting in the wheelchair looked gloomy. He had just learned from Nick's memory how terrifying the Apocalypse was. The enemy's combat power was really beyond what Xavier could handle.

"All X-Men, please don't be impulsive. Prioritize rescue. Jean, you can join the fight!" Charles used brainwaves to connect all the X-Men, and those who received the message quickly launched rescue operations.

Charles sent an encrypted brainwave, an instruction that only one person could receive.

"Hank, activate the self-destruct device of the brainwave enhancer, now!"

After issuing this command, Charles saw a pair of green wolf eyes. It ignored everyone and stared directly at Charles.

Nick picked up Charles from the wheelchair and ran away.

joke!

How can I fight it if I don't run away? How can I fight it with just a pistol?

Maria Hill fired a few symbolic shots, and her hair like steel needles completely blocked the bullets.

Hill was helpless, her defenses couldn't be broken, so she had no choice but to run away!

Nick hugged Charles and Hill himself, and the two split into two and started running, but the werewolf had no intention of chasing Hill and caught up with Nick in a few breaths.

"--roar!!!!"

With a ferocious wolf howl, Nick was knocked away and Charles fell to the ground.

"Fighting Falcon 7, don't worry about the students! Fire directly! Target the giant wolf!" Neil pressed the headset and ordered.

The air above Xavier Academy rippled as a fighter jet turned off its optical camouflage.

The F125 self-propelled cannon began to fire. This huge cannon is equipped with the latest scientific research achievement of S.H.I.E.L.D. It can directly penetrate the armor of ordinary fighters in aerial combat.

Nick got up from the ground, hugged Charles and continued running.

The F125 self-propelled gun is still in the experimental stage, and its trajectory is a bit biased, making it easy to accidentally injure teammates.

The moment the self-propelled cannon was launched, the giant wolf staggered. This heavy artillery gun, which was still in the experimental stage, had to empty its bullets as soon as it started to fire. The giant wolf's side directly withstood a round of fire.

Even though its fur is harder than steel, this is a self-propelled cannon that can directly penetrate the armor of a fighter plane. The 18mm bullet of the M82A1 can easily tear apart the armor of a tank, and this gun uses ***

****.

Nick, who had already run away, saw the blood on the side of the giant wolf. The dark green wolf eyes were full of bloodthirsty and cruelty, but...

The giant wolf seems to be taking bullets on purpose. Why doesn't it run away?

Such doubts flashed through Nick's heart, but he didn't take it to heart.

The giant wolf roared, the feeling of sperm raging in the skin was very unpleasant.

It looked at Nick.

This feeling is very familiar.

Nick must have seen these eyes before.

In Hydra's Middle East, that failed product of experimental transformation, the wolf that went on a killing spree on a rainy night!

At that time, Nick was not wearing the blindfold. He was just a Level 6 agent of the National Security Agency, investigating a group of remaining terrorists in the Middle East.

When I discovered the **, the people inside had already evacuated. The rusty corridor had not been used for a long time. At the end of the corridor was a laboratory.

The human wolf was kept in a vessel filled with nutrient solution.

The wolf woke up when Nick pointed his gun at it out of fear.

One person's eyes are full of fear, and the other person's eyes are full of unfamiliarity and helplessness to the world.

Maybe it has experienced killing, maybe its claws were once stained with the blood of innocent people.

But this moment.

He is just a child who has just opened his eyes.

Nick smashes the petri dish with the butt of his gun and brings the werewolf out of that Middle Eastern bastard.

Since then, he has become the vampire's nemesis, a member of the Howling Commandos.

Two eyes, two looks, there is no mistaking it, the giant wolf lying on the ground is the werewolf from back then!

"Fighting Falcon 7! Cease fire! Cease fire quickly! Hello?! Didn't you hear me?! I told you to cease fire!!!!" Nick roared while pressing the headset.

He knew in his heart that once the F125 self-propelled gun started to rotate, it could only fire empty bullets.

"Ceasefire!!! Hey!! Ceasefire!!!!!!!" Nick shouted crazily.

Time seemed to have stopped, and he seemed to see the trajectory of the bullet, and saw the giant wolf's eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.

"----boom!"

A crisp gunshot cut off the battlefield.

Sylvie fired.

The M82A1 directly penetrated the cockpit of Fighting Falcon 7 under the acceleration of the wind rail. The fighter plane fell from mid-air and smashed into the teaching building not far away.

Qin, who had just come out of the underground, looked at the fighter plane that suddenly came over and raised her right hand.