Dark Savages Come To the United States

"We are searching for traces of them..."

"Walter, see off."

Integula grabbed the cane leaning on the table, got up and left the reception room directly.

If it weren't for the title of S.H.I.E.L.D., she wouldn't have received him in the reception room at all.

The butler behind Integula nodded slightly, then walked to Coulson's side, and made a gesture of invitation.

"us……"

"Sir, this is not a gentleman at all. Please leave, so that at least you won't lose face."

Butler Walter interrupted Coulson, put away his posture, stood up straight and said coldly.

Haixin has always been the organization in charge of combat, and has no time to carry out the series of data collection tasks.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s entrustment, which can't even lock the target area, is more like a fool to them.

"Sorry, could you please leave me your contact information?"

Coulson stood up and bowed slightly.

"Of course, we will not refuse to meet new friends."

Walter walked to the door of the reception room and opened the door.

"If you encounter a monster that we cannot defeat, I hope you can lend a helping hand."

Coulson stood helplessly at the door, talking to Walter.

"If we have to."

Walter lowered his head, showing the elegance of a butler.

...

At this time, Casillas staggered out of the secret realm, with a round shield in his other hand.

In exchange for Canuck's strange eyes frowning.

"what do you mean?"

Canuck looked at the round shield with unfriendly eyes. He saw Casillas' experience on the projection, and Casillas, who chose the round shield between the wooden club and the round shield on the ground, was not killed. he likes.

"I came out successfully, what do I need to do next?"

Casillas didn't notice Canuck's displeasure.

He was still basking in the excitement of his victory over the wandering spirit.

Canuck is a typical aggressive barbarian. He has fought with his shoulders and head so far, and he doesn't want his heir to be a guy who holds a shield and blocks from left to right.

"Next step? The next step is to correct your fighting style."

Canuck pulled Casillas, who was covered in injuries, and walked towards the distance. Casillas, who has not yet obtained the qualification to call himself a barbarian, wants to heal his injuries, so he has to ask the kind Aunt Mara.

There is no way for the incorporeal ancestor to take out the medicine bottle to save people.

At this time, an uninvited guest has also ushered in Pioneer Technology.

Captain Belbruff, who was silent, was standing in front of Mordoc with Warrant Officer Schrödinger on the side.

Captain Belbruff, or Captain Werewolf.

He always wears a military cap, and his chin is always covered tightly under the collar. He is an activist who basically can't speak.

"Who are you?"

Mordoc's big head was full of doubts. He had just secured his position as the leader of Pioneer Technology, but before he had time to enjoy the sweetness of power, the two guys in front of him appeared.

This guy's head became too huge during the experiment, and it seemed that even the body was occupied by the head.

"We are the last brigade. You can call me a major. I want to get some support from Pioneer Technology on this trip. Are you the current leader of Pioneer Technology?"

Warrant Officer Schrödinger took out a small monitor from behind and placed it in front of Mordoc.

The face of Montana Max inside is all hidden in the shadows, only a pair of glasses is shining brightly.

"The last brigade? What is that?"

When Mordoc was still called George Tarleton, he was just a mediocre technician in all aspects of Pioneer Technology. Of course, he would not know the connection between Pioneer Technology and Hydra.

Nothing is known about the last brigade, the remnant of the Third Reich.

But the good news is that he gained superpowers after becoming a test subject.

Mordoc activated his psychic abilities in an attempt to find useful information from Belbruff's brain.

Then came the bad news.

His left arm was torn off by the werewolf captain on the spot, and the fast Mordok didn't even have time to deploy his stance shield.

The werewolf captain can be said to be the strongest force in the last brigade, so naturally he will not leave any loopholes such as mind control.

Aside from being unable to attack from a distance and unleash energy waves, Captain Werewolf is a consummate fighter.

"ah!"

Mordoc struggled to press down on his wound with his right hand, but the huge head got in his way.

After all, after becoming a big head, Mordock can no longer find the existence of shoulders and necks.

The two arms looked more like growing on both sides of the chin, which made it impossible for him to reach his wound.

The right arm, which was trying to reach the wound, was hanging on the chin, as if holding a sausage.

With his screams, the spiritual impact spread like a substance, and then the werewolf captain pointed like a knife, and arrived at the center of Mordok's forehead.

"I advise you not to use power recklessly, that will be taken as a signal to attack by the captain."

Warrant Officer Schrödinger said with a smile, leaning forward with his hands behind his back, like a carefree teenager.

"You guys! Hmph!"

Modoc is worthy of being a reformer. With the help of his super brain, he controlled his body's instincts, and even the pain was suppressed.

"What do you need pioneering technology for?"

Mordoc said coldly to the monitor in front of him, surrounded by a stance visible to the naked eye around him.

But now he has no idea of ​​fighting back.

It's just a guy who has just gained power not long ago. It's okay for him to bully ordinary people in pioneer technology, but he should be spared in the battle.

"We need to improve the means of transportation, as well as the technology to shade the sun. This should not be difficult for you."

The major's tone was full of refusal.

Although there were scientists in the last brigade, the one who put most of his energy into studying Mina Huck's corpse, the poor female vampire had turned into a skeleton with an identity plate nailed to her forehead.

Although their means of transportation can be regarded as black technology, there is nothing worthy of praise in modern warfare.

"You will trust me?"

Mordoc grinned widely, with a single tooth the size of a normal human head.

"We only need the finished product, and you shouldn't have the guts to refuse our request."

As Montana Max spoke, a group of soldiers with old-fashioned firearms came out of the shadows.

Because it was the werewolf captain who led the team this time, no other officers came with them.

After all, those guys may not be able to do what the werewolf captain can't do.

It's just to get some finished products, and there's no need to go all out.

Their goal is not to occupy the cutting-edge technology, but to set off a cruel war, and then make the undead of the Third Reich disappear completely.

The target has been selected, and the next step is to wait for the curtain to open!

It seems that I can't stand it any longer. Let's sleep for a while. Wake up and continue typing.