king of war

Chapter 390 Hunting for the Lizardmen
The NYPD police took action collectively. Except for the necessary personnel on duty, all the police were driven to the street. One by one, they pried off the sewer manhole cover and checked the pipes below one by one.

For a while, the police complained, and the criminals all over the street could not be caught. They sat in the office and sang songs with the air conditioner on, and they were kicked out.

On a hot day, basking in the sun, they drilled into the sewer one by one.

That smell, that temperature.

Simply sour.

Director Stacy led his men to drill the sewers for a day, but they couldn't find a single hair, and they were all exhausted.

But this is not over yet, because they found nothing, which made the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. very dissatisfied and asked the police to work overtime and search overnight, in short, they must find the lizard man.

The police were in an uproar and protested one after another. The directors of the various bureaus were particularly dissatisfied. They said angrily to Chief Stacy: "Brothers have been tired for a day and found nothing except a group of rats. Not satisfied, do you want all brothers to become sewer rats and stay for a month?"

Director Stacy is also very embarrassed, because SHIELD is different from the two men in suits I met before. Those two guys who hide their heads and show their tails only hold an authorization document to play tricks.

And S.H.I.E.L.D. not only has authorization documents, but some people have guns, and S.H.I.E.L.D.'s special forces have also drilled into the sewers together. You can't complain about that.

"So what!?" The directors of the sub-bureau said angrily, "Brothers have been tired all day, and I can't do anything anymore. You must rest!"

Before Director Stacy could speak, an agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly stood up and said coldly, "The hunt cannot stop. What you are facing is not only a monster with huge lethality, but also a monster with the ability to manufacture biological and chemical weapons." Terrorist, every minute we find him every night, the danger in New York City is one point higher."

"We have searched the sewers, he may not be there at all!" The underground police complained, "He may have slipped into the sea along the sewers long ago, and our efforts are completely in vain."

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent frowned, and looked around angrily. He was stopped when he was about to say something. He looked back and found that it was Agent Coulson.

"Tom, let me do it." Coulson smiled, and Tom nodded and stood aside. Coulson's rank was much higher than his, and now he could breathe a sigh of relief by taking over here.

Coulson looked around with a smile, and after a few seconds of looking at the sweaty and protesting policemen below, he suddenly said, "Tonight's overtime pay will be doubled."

As soon as the words fell, the scene immediately fell silent, and all the police looked at the SHIELD agent with anxious hair.

"From now on, we will adopt a shift system, divided into two shifts, and one shift can take an hour off." Coulson continued, "SHIELD also prepared some supper and drinks for everyone, of course only coffee and soda, no alcohol Drinks, after all we still have to work."

The policemen immediately beamed with joy. They can take a breather with the money, and they can eat and drink for free. This welfare is already very good.

"After the operation is over, S.H.I.E.L.D. will invite all police officers involved in the operation to have a drink, and we will pay for it." Coulson finally said, "Any questions?"

The policemen glanced at each other, before they could say anything, suddenly a fast food vending truck drove up around, the driver jumped out, opened the car, and took out a hamburger, hot dog, coke, coffee Waiting for drinks.

The aroma of food immediately filled the surrounding area, and the police couldn't wait any longer, they rushed over with cheers and began to grab food and drink.

Director Stacy looked at the chaotic scene in front of him with some embarrassment, but fortunately Coulson didn't care, and handed him a hamburger.

Taking a bite of the hamburger that Coulson handed over, Director Stacy felt that he had regained his strength and spirit, and the fatigue of the day had eased a lot.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Director Stacy took the lead and asked, "Is what you just said true?"

"What?" Coulson froze for a moment.

"You said that monster can make biological and chemical weapons?" Director Stacy asked tentatively, "Are you trying to encourage my subordinates?"

Coulson's face turned dark, "Mr. Chief, do you think I flew back from the North Pole and came to the sewers of New York at night to play a joke on you?"

Director Stacy immediately opened his mouth wide in surprise, he didn't even bother to eat the hamburger. Seeing Coulson's serious expression, he immediately knew that something was wrong, and the matter was serious.

"How serious is the situation?" Director Stacy gritted his teeth and asked, pretending to be calm.

Coulson sighed, "According to our intelligence, the whole of Manhattan, Brooklyn, and Queens are all within the infection range, and the specific number cannot be estimated."

"What will it use? Anthrax? Poison gas? Smallpox? Or something else?" Director Stacy, as the top officer in charge of New York's security, naturally received comprehensive anti-terrorism training.

After 911/[-], anti-terrorism experts formulated several sets of emergency plans for NYPD, and analyzed in detail the number of city damages under various circumstances. Director Stacy knew very well what consequences biological and chemical weapons attacks would bring.

That's not thousands of casualties, but 10,000+, or even tens of 10 casualties.

Coulson's next words almost caused Director Stacy to have a heart attack, "It's worse than that, that lizard man is a biologist himself, and the things he uses are made by himself, we can only follow the worst Going to estimate."

"Our police alone is not enough. I need the support of the National Guard!" Director Stacy said with a pale face, and he reached out his mobile phone with a trembling hand. "I want to call the mayor."

Coulson didn't stop him, but just showed a helpless wry smile, "When the National Guard arrives, they can only collect the corpse in New York City."

Director Stacy immediately understood what Coulson said. He still has political savvy in his position. Calling the National Guard requires procedures, and following the procedures will kill people. When the guards came, they could only collect the corpses for everyone.

When they need to be responsible, those bureaucrats run faster than one. They don't need to be responsible anyway if something goes wrong. This is the biggest benefit of democracy.

Just when Director Stacy's heart was ashamed, a long line of armored vehicles suddenly drove up and slowly stopped beside him, and soon a tall figure in black armor jumped out of the armored vehicles.

The man in the black armor stepped forward and lifted his helmet, revealing a cold and cruel face, "Agent Coulson, the Counterintelligence Bureau's operations force is here to report."

Coulson was stunned for a moment, and then said in great surprise, "Rumlo is you, it's great that you can come."

Rumlow smiled, "It was Mr. Wayne's order, and I brought all the brothers."

As the door of the armored vehicle opened, special forces soldiers wearing black armor jumped down one by one, and the wide street was filled with a group of tall figures.

(End of this chapter)