Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 115 The Bandit Natasha

It has to be said that the scientific research team under McAllen is still quite capable, not only leading the world in the manufacture of nano-robots, but also taking the lead in applying them in the military field.

It can also be seen from the actual effect of the scene that they are really on the right path.

In less than 30 seconds, the two legs of the Eiffel Tower were corroded, and the strong wind blew and fell to one side.

"crunch--"

Before the tourists recovered from their panic, loud noises came from the sky one after another, and four helicopters were hit by missiles on their tails, dragging long black smoke and spiraling down.

"Boom"

"Boom" X43
"Dididi..."

The harsh siren sounded non-stop, and the pilot yanked the joystick to try to stabilize the helicopter, but it was like a wild horse, passing by the Eiffel Tower and crashing into the Seine River one after another.

"puff!"

"Pfft!" X3
Splashes of water hit tourists' faces, pulling them back into the real world, and the screaming resumed, and the crowd fled in all directions.

"what--"

The Paris police were blocked and unable to move, so they had to abandon their cars to pursue them. At the same time, they established a blockade along the park around the tower to block the terrorists inside.

"Don't be crowded, go this way—"

"Everyone, don't panic, evacuate in an orderly manner—"

"Sir over there, please don't take other people's wives—"

Hundreds of policemen swarmed in and surrounded the Humvees. Facing terrorists, every country has a mature response bill.

Kill!

"Bang bang bang bang."

"Da da da da."

When the number of small pistols reached a certain level, the quantitative change led to a qualitative change. The bulletproof glass shattered first, and the car body jingled with numerous dents. From the outside, it looked like a golf ball with its belly facing outward.

At the moment of crisis, several cylindrical objects flew from the sky and smashed into the police group. The gray-white gas filled the air and blocked the field of vision. The gunshots stopped and coughing continued.

"Ahem, it's a smoke bomb, stop the fire immediately, and don't hit your own people."

"Back back, hide behind the bunker, and watch out for the opponent to rush out in disorder."

A goatee commanded with a horn, and the roar of the engine came after the voice, and a Hummer with a bucket on the front smashed past the police car to block it and rushed into the encirclement.

"Be careful."

"Hide away."

"Boom!"

"squeak……"

The Hummer flicked its tail and stopped in front of the broken copper and iron, and there were still a few metal pieces hanging on the iron-toothed bucket:

"boarding."

"Natasha? Why are you?"

"How did you come."

Yes, the driver was Natasha who was knocked out and taken away just now. After the technical department got rid of the nanoworms, she was sent out by Lark again, so that the New York Shield could make a reasonable appearance.

His subordinates were controlled by dark forces during the mission. As the immediate boss, Hill personally led people to rescue, which is very reasonable.

It's reasonable to accidentally use too much energy in the middle, and get rid of the robbers by the way and save Paris.

Well, it makes sense!
"Get in the car first, the smoke bomb won't last long."

"it is good."

"Walk."

The two dug out broken copper and iron, and quickly got into the Hummer. Natasha stepped on the accelerator, and repeated the same trick to knock the police away and rush out of the smoke.

At this moment, the last two legs of the Eiffel Tower were also eaten, and it hit the building with a "bang", and the green smoke fluttered across the entire street.

The size of the nanometer level allows them to easily follow the metal cables and get into the building to wreak havoc.

As we all know, the metal materials in modern buildings play an absolute supporting role, the pillars disappear, and there are crisp "click" sounds on both sides of the street.

The chief of the police department couldn't sit still anymore. Paris would really be taken down by three terrorists if he slowed down. He ordered the front-line police to seize the controller again.

However, the fully-loaded Humvee missiles and machine guns made the police flee.

Arrests?Don't be kidding, let's save your own life first.

Natasha stood on the roof of the car with crazy eyes, holding a machine gun to suppress the pursuers, and her pink hair fluttering in the wind, making this scene full of weird beauty:
"Da da da da, haha ​​you all give to me, da da da da—"

As a top secret agent, she unexpectedly capsized in the gutter and was controlled by a group of lunatics. The most unacceptable thing for her was that she couldn't fight back when the "prisoner" was right in front of her eyes.

So angry.

That being the case, I can only wrong the Paris police and be my punching bag.

"Da da da da, damned bastard, one day I will beat you up."

"Da da da da..."

The firepower was increased by three points, and the police were even more timid. The performance of pulling the hips was obviously not satisfactory to the people of Paris.

"What's the matter with the police, so many people can't beat a car, how do you usually train?"

"Idiot, aim at the tires, do you know how to use a gun? My old man has better marksmanship than you."

"Fack, the stinking policeman, your performance is too bad. You waste so much tax every year. You must be sued by a lawyer."

While cursing, two Quinjet fighter jets flew from the sky, with the words New York Aegis written on the side, and the warning sound rang out through the loudspeaker:

"We are the SHIELD of New York. The Humvees below immediately stop attacking and catch them without a fight, otherwise we will open fire immediately."

After speaking, the abdomen opened, revealing huge cannons and missiles, which is not easy to mess with at first glance.

However, the attention of the people around you is all on the word New York. You, a federal organization, stay in New York dishonestly, why did you come to Paris, France.

Are you still driving the fighter plane brightly, using France as your back garden, and coming in and out at will.

Many people felt insulted and called the police again to complain.

Just after the call was connected, Natasha also gave an explanation,

She laughed three times with a gangster temperament, raised her machine gun and fired at the fighter plane:
"Hahaha, you guys are finally here, but it's too late. Once the nanoworms are launched, they will devour the metal in the entire city. The only controller is on me. If you have any, you can fire. At worst, everyone will die together."

"Da da da da da."

After hearing this, everyone quickly figured out what happened. The organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. had already been eyeing this group of people, but they got their way because they came late for some reason.

At the same time, they also knew the name and function of the missile, and then they panicked even more. After all, all facilities in the city depend on metal.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, the buildings on both sides of the street continued to make cracking sounds, from far to near, from weak to strong.

When the sound reached its peak, the first building could no longer hold on and fell backwards. The bricks easily knocked down the second building with the force of impact, then the third, and the fourth...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The ground kept trembling, and the smoke and dust took a 200-meter radius under control, and the crowd bowed their heads and fled, looking like a doomsday scene.

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough..."

The director sat down on the chair, his eyes were dull, like a wooden man who had lost his emotions:
"It's over, it's over."

The moment the building collapsed, his career also came to an end, and there was no possibility of turning over in this life.

If it is more serious, if there is a slight accident in the aftermath, he will be remembered by the people of Paris for a lifetime-everyone scolds him.

The assistant next to him was even more panicked than him, with the expression of a dead father on his face. During the director's tenure, he was not less pretentious, and now...

Dangerous!
(End of this chapter)