American Comics: I Became Behind The Scenes

The extremely cold figure just stood on the edge of the pit.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the deep pit began to slowly accumulate water.

Rain slid off his armored shell.

In the ear, there was the sound of secret Baba's footsteps, and hundreds of fully armed agents surrounded him with weapons, and the lights of the armed helicopter in the sky shone on him.

Under heavy siege, the mysterious man didn't panic at all, he still stood still and looked down at the hammer.

The red glow of the frame under the helmet is shining.

His chest heaved slightly as if breathing.

He didn't move, and the rest of the agents didn't dare to shoot directly. For a while, the two sides confronted each other like this.

A chilling atmosphere permeated the audience.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but these experienced agents suddenly realized that although there was only one person on the other side and they were surrounded by them, it was them who seemed to be surrounded.

Sweat hung on his forehead and couldn't help dripping down.

At this time, Phil Coulson pushed through the crowd, walked up to a kind of agent, and looked at the mysterious man in front of him.

The armor is full of technological style, with sharp edges and corners. It is not as bulky as Tony's MK armor. On the contrary, it looks very streamlined. There are no redundant weapons, except for the small 48-style shurikens hanging on the back to form a large shuriken. , only two sharp red blades on the wrist.

Looking around, there is no superfluous space in every part.

Whether in the eyes of ordinary people or agents such as Phil Coulson, this is a complete killing machine.

"Hey buddy, can we communicate?"

Knowing that the other party was not kind, Phil Coulson was still ready to communicate.

Even if the opponent caused S.H.I.E.L.D to cause a lot of losses and casualties.

But Phil Coulson felt that the person in front of him must be from someone over there.

He must obtain more information at all costs.

This is also the task entrusted to him by Director Fury.

However, the other party had no intention of communicating with him at all. After glancing at the hammer for a while, he seemed to have received some information. He stretched out his hand, and under the vigilant eyes of Phil Coulson and others, he spoke to his right wrist.

The sound is extremely metallic due to the helmet.

"Found it, detected the position energy particle fluctuation, and the energy data has been transmitted to the center."

After a pause, it seemed that he had received some order, and he had a new movement.

As if there was no one else around, he bent down and stretched out his hand to grab the handle of the hammer. This action caused all the agents' fingers on the trigger to move slightly, but Phil Coulson immediately stretched out his hand to stop it.

He stared at the man in front of him, ready to observe what happened next.

He wondered if this man from over there would be able to grab the mysterious hammer.

However, the man grasped the handle of the hammer slightly, and a ferocious aura burst out from him. The terrifying aura permeated the air, surrounded by wisps of red and blood-colored particle energy, which obviously let everyone know that this The man has already exploded with maximum power.

boom! !

Following the sudden force of this person, under the action of huge amounts of force, the earth vibrated fiercely, and the stagnant water even splashed a lot of water.

It's a pity that it doesn't seem to have the slightest effect on the powerful force.

The hammer wasn't pulled up at all.

And the mysterious man didn't seem to be disappointed, he let go of the hammer handle, the red energy particles all over the sky slowly dissipated, and continued to reply to "the other side": "There is a magic imprint, and I can't pick it up."

"The coordinate point has been marked."

"clear!"

After the exchange, he stood up, raised his right hand slightly to reveal the red high-frequency particle blade in his hand, raindrops splashed on the blade, and tilted his head slightly to scan around.

Finally, the eyes were on Phil Coulson.

"Here, owned by the company, get out immediately, otherwise."

"kill!!"

The moment the last kill word fell, a terrifying and turbulent blood-colored murderous aura swept all directions, even repelling the heavy rain dripping from the sky.

Even though everyone present is an agent who has experienced many battles, under this chilling killing intent, fear rises uncontrollably in his heart.

Looking at the flashing red mirror frame of the other party's helmet, it seemed that a sharp blade was cutting his throat, and the inverted claws were tearing his heart.

Under this last warning, Phil Coulson's eyes flickered, and in the end there was no nonsense and hesitation, and he said something immediately.

"Evacuate!!"

"Yes, sir."

In just a few minutes, all the agents in the entire temporary base immediately evacuated and disappeared without a trace.

Take away all the instruments and weapons that you brought along.

Scary efficiency.

Like a robot, after drinking the S.H.I.E.L.D agent, the mysterious man raised his head slightly, and with a sound of "Weng", his body instantly turned into black light and shadow, and he disappeared without a trace.

Just tens of kilometers away from the base, a convoy of twenty or thirty carts slowly stopped on the road.

The sides of one of the large cargo wagons rose slowly to form a rain shield, and Phil Coulson and Barton, armed with a compound bow, stepped down from it.

The heavy rain is getting heavier, accompanied by howling winds, making the night even more noisy.

The terrain is much higher than the previous base, so Phil Coulson took out a high-precision telescope to observe the abandoned base, but didn't see any figure, so he frowned.

After putting down the binoculars, he turned to look at Barton: "What do you think?"

"A merciless killing machine, talking about the company, came to carry out the task. The identity of the other party is not simple. At least our people have nothing to do with him, unless..."

"Unless the Tomahawk missile, or a more powerful missile." Phil Coulson took the words, then shook his head: "The problem is that we don't know where he comes from, if he is from there, he may use some method to leave the dimension at any time. "

"The director's worries have come true. If this person is from there, the cost of their crossing dimensions may not be as great as we thought."

(Thank you very much for the 1,000-point VIP reward from "It's Mo Xi Acridine", thank you very much!!)