When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 188
The time came to six o'clock in the afternoon;
The color of the desert under the setting sun is very similar to that of the sky. From a distance, it seems that there is no edge. It makes people feel that under their feet is a carpet made of orange and yellow intertwined.

Coulson stood in an open space, about a kilometer to his left, and he could still see the solid cage made for a hammer.

On Coulson's right, Hawkeye, who was carrying a bow and arrow, squinted his eyes to look at the sky, "I rarely encounter delays in Quinjet fighter jets."

As the housekeeping fighter of S.H.I.E.L.D., the attributes and performance of the Quin-jet fighter are obviously extremely stable and efficient. According to past experience, basically the difference between the estimated arrival time and the actual arrival time will not exceed 10 minutes .

"I haven't seen it either." Coulson frowned subconsciously and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Ten seven minutes and thirty-four seconds, um, thirty-six seconds now."

"Let me contact there." Coulson turned around, took out a device from his clothes, and pressed a few times on it.

"You seem to have a lot of confidence in this foreign aid." Hawkeye asked curiously, because of his level of authority, he couldn't look up information about Nanke.

As a member of Nick Fury's Superboy project, Nan Ke's relevant information is top secret within S.H.I.E.L.D.

Even Coulson and Natasha were able to obtain Nan Ke's information directly from Nick Fury because of the mission.

Coulson glanced at him and did not answer directly, but instead asked another question, "How long has the search and rescue team been in?"

"Three hours and 47 minutes."

As a shooter, his brain power is obviously much stronger than that of ordinary people, and his memory is also a manifestation of his brain power.

"It was also delayed by 7 minutes. According to the plan, even if they didn't find anything, they would have to withdraw within another three and a half hours."

Coulson bit his gums, and suddenly felt that he seemed to be 'in trouble' again.

"Who said it wasn't? It seems that something was discovered, which made it too late for them to withdraw as planned."

Hawkeye shrugged, looking at the black clouds farther away.

After observing for so long, even a fool can see that the black clouds are unusual.

The normal clouds fluctuate with the airflow, and they have long drifted to nowhere, but these black clouds seem to be fixed by glue, no matter how the wind blows, they will not move at all.

Coulson raised his arm and scratched his forehead. When he lowered his arm, the device in his hand rang.

"Disconnected?"

Coulson frowned again.

"Which side lost contact?" Hawkeye also asked with a gloomy face.

"The person in charge in New York told me that the Quinjet fighter plane that took off from New York lost contact with them about ten kilometers away from our place about ten minutes ago."

"Then they're talking now?" Hawkeye said a little dissatisfied. A sharpshooter is very concerned about timeliness. "Who is the person in charge over there?"

If it wasn't for Coulson to take the initiative to contact the other side and wait for the information to be passed on, the best time for rescue might be missed.

"It's me." Coulson shook his head helplessly, "But after I was transferred, the temporary person in charge over there was a young man named Ward."

"Ward?"

Hawkeye was unimpressed.

"A pretty good young man who has been performing field missions before. Recently, due to some reasons, he was transferred to the backstage. However, because of his good performance, he was recently brought up to be in charge of New York affairs."

"The people above have a lot of poor vision in selecting candidates recently." Hawkeye continued to complain.

Coulson ignored him this time, because 'special' agents like Hawkeye have always had a wild temper, and these complaints happened a lot, so no one would care.

"What we should consider now is not what is going on in the minds of the people above, but how to solve the problems in front of us."

Coulson raised his head so that his hairline and the sky were at a [-]-degree angle, and continued:

"It's about ten kilometers away from us. Isn't it just the area of ​​the black cloud? I don't think the search and rescue team and the Quin-jet fighters had problems at the same time because they saw each other in the black cloud and then carried out a direct inspection in it." friendly communication;
I think there must be some changes in the black cloud. "

"Maybe it's not inside." Hawkeye, who had been observing the black cloud for a long time, accepted Coulson's words, "Look carefully, is this black cloud spreading?"

At first, Nan Ke didn't have a clear feeling about how fast the Kun-style fighter was, because there was no comparison object in the air, but after Nan Ke asked the stupid question, he had a clear feeling.

Fast, really fast!

The black clouds that seemed to be far away were pulled closer to him during his questioning time, and then directly swallowed the plane into it.

The siren of the plane suddenly sounded in Nan Ke's ears, followed by violent shocks one after another, as if an invisible giant hand had already pinched the Quin-style fighter, and it was a little mischievous. Shaking his arms from side to side.

The red warning light made Nan Ke's complexion turn red and then turn black. The violent bumps made it difficult to find a point of support under his feet, but he still grabbed the handrail next to him in time, stabilized his figure and looked at the silly, " Is this normal?"

Silly Seven didn't respond to Nan Ke, his hands kept swipe over the various buttons in front of him, and after operating like this for 30 seconds, he suddenly spread his arms out, "I can't help it, the plane is falling. "

The disadvantage of relying too much on high technology is that when high technology encounters a blind spot, you even forget how to observe with your eyes.

Nan Ke's reminder made Sha Qi react a little earlier, but this short-term early reaction obviously still couldn't avoid the crisis that was already imminent.

"."

Nan Ke resisted the urge to give him a slap, grabbed the foolishness, and 'lifted' him directly from the driving position.

"Get ready to jump off the plane."

Nan Ke attached a cloud of wind elements to his feet, allowing him to escape the bumps of the fuselage and float to the lounge.

Orianna and Graves had already used their own methods to stabilize themselves. When Nan Ke came out, Graves was carrying the bag in one hand, and grabbed the nearest pillar with the other.

"what happened?"

Nan Ke glanced back at Sha Qi, then took out from his arms the top-shaped instrument that he had been playing with before, "Is this a bomb?"

"Yes."

"Well, then prepare to jump off the plane."

(End of this chapter)