Chapter 134

"Wow!" Wearing goggles, Fisher flushed after watching a scrapped destroyer from Russia easily cut in half by a thick energy beam.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Let me do it! "

"Well, sir, I'm sorry you can't come!" A bald white coat said awkwardly.

"Why?"

"We bought two scrapped destroyers. We used one for shooting before. This is the last one!"

"Well, that's nice!" Fisher can only give up. Although the Russians owe him a lot of money and can only pay off his debts with weapons and targets needed by these giants, he still hopes to get some real gold and silver. Otherwise, according to the urine of old maozi, he can send a pile of old ships from the former Soviet Union and say that everyone is cleared!

"Sir, emergency report!" Smelling the smell of electric ions in the air, Fisher nodded with satisfaction. Just about to ask about the energy consumption of this thing, an officer rushed into the huge underground shooting range.

"What's up?"

"A scientific research ship found a spicy giant bomber 67 kilometers north of the Norwegian coastline!"

"Where is the nearest giant god army?"

"We have a winter training team in Iceland and a battalion of the US Marine Corps in Norway!" Kate grabbed the data board and said without thinking.

"Call Lynch!" Fisher dropped his goggles and walked to the gate.

"Doctor, how many combat C8 and ir15 robots are there at present?"

"Less than three hundred!"

"Take me there and get Paladin ready!"

"Lynch has connected!" Kate handed over a satellite phone.

"Hello, do you know it's lunchtime in America?" There was a frivolous chewing sound on the phone.

"Really, I didn't know you had the habit of having a big meal at noon!" Fisher said eagerly behind Samuel as he issued a transfer order on the PDA.

"What can I do for you?"

"We found him!"

"Who? Who did you find? " Lynch didn't know, so, "pull the light?"

"No, the man in the Brooklyn Museum! Do you want to be the director? "

"Brooklyn?" Lynch put down his sandwich and called his secretary, "how many museums are there in Brooklyn?"

"Sir, just one!"

"What do you do?"

The Secretary raised his head and looked at his boss as if he were mentally retarded. "It's in memory of the captain of the United States!"

"Oh, Captain America! what? Captain America? " Lynch jumped up from the sofa and ran to his computer like a fire.

"You mean Captain America? Where is it? "

"North of Norway, I sent you the specific coordinates!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"The giant God has a training team in Iceland, but they don't have transportation. In addition, there is a US military base in Norway, where there are Marines!"

"I see. Let them know!" Lynch hung up the phone and said to the Secretary, "immediately arrange a special plane to Norway, and contact the U.S. military in Norway, so that they can rush to this place at all costs!"

"Yes, sir!" Although the Secretary didn't know the content of the call, seeing Lynch's cheerful appearance, he knew that he must have made great contributions this time, because the last time Lynch showed this expression, it was when they killed a Mexican drug lord who swallowed tens of billions of black money from the CIA.

"Oh, by the way, keep it a secret and don't let other guys know!"

"I see!" The secretary is ecstatic, steady, steady, this wave is going to happen, Mary, wait, I can buy a house, a car and marry you right away!

At the same time Fischer called Lynch, the s.h.i.e.l.d. also learned the news. The s.h.l.d. branch in Berlin, Germany, took off for the first time. Kun fighters were carrying an elite team on their way. Even marinated eggs pulled out a honeymoon affectionate Colson's phone. The latter was very reluctant to give up his girlfriend, But after hearing that it was his idol, he directly left the object of the big wave and ran all the way to the nearby airport.

An invisible race was launched. Even the rescue of the Norwegian coast guard called by the trapped scientific investigation ship did not arrive. The American Osprey had arrived at the crash site.

Then came the giant team who took a civil airliner from Iceland and parachuted over.

After they joined, they quickly built a temporary defense position around the wreckage with ice, and then Norwegian engineers arrived and began cutting the wreckage.

At this time, the large force of the Divine Shield bureau came late.

"Stop, this is a military restricted area!"

When the heavily armed s.h.i.e.l.d. special forces escorted Colson out of the cabin, a pile of American troops had to put the old godmother M2 machine guns under the former's nostrils.

"I'm agent Phil Colson of the Divine Shield!" Colson, who had just been gentle with his girlfriend, had not changed. He spoke softly. He took out his business card and stuffed it to the U.S. military officer.

"We should take over here!"

"Sorry, agent!" When the officer saw the other party's business card, he thought it was a local secret service organization, and his tone was not hard.

"I received an order from the CIA. There are dangerous explosives in it. Don't let other irrelevant people near!"

There are dangerous explosives. Do you cut them with electric welding and laser knife? Are those guys over there with giant god logo on their vests irrelevant! Colson wanted to slap the lying officer in front of him, but it was too cold here to take off his gloves.

"Where's your commander? I'll tell him!"

"Sorry, the commander said he wasn't there!"

I... the good man had no choice but to let the s.h.i.e.l.d. team put the guy in his hand first, picked up the phone and called the marinated egg.

"Special, how did this country become like this!" When I received the call, I beat my chest and feet. It was like a fight between two villains, black and white.

"Why don't we open fire? As long as we kill all the insiders, we'll be fine!" Said the black marinated egg.

"No, these people are from the US Army. Once they fire, the US Army will not stop. We need to solve it through official channels!" The marinated egg objected.

Then the two villains fought, and finally the white marinated egg won.

"Host, put me through to the World Security Council. The director calls and switches to a secure line!" Nick Frey sighed. Now, he can only hope that the Security Council will be oppressive.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the s.h.i.e.l.d. has made a major discovery. We have found a soldier who has been missing for 70 years!"