American Comics: The Containment Foundation From Scratch

After thinking for a while, Beichen turned to 7744, who was holding an umbrella for him, and ordered: "Wait a minute, take this man away, put him into the D-class combat team, and hand it over to Phil Coulson to manage."

Although Thor couldn't be forcibly contained, Beichen didn't intend to let him go so easily.

Didn't Odin hope that Thor could understand love and protect the heart?

There may not be many foundations that love this kind of thing, but in terms of protection, the foundation is definitely the first without a doubt.

Although there is a suspicion of making Thor a cannon fodder, I guess Odin can understand it, right?

This is not idle chess, maybe it can come in handy at critical times.

As for the high mortality rate of the cannon fodder group, what should I do if Thor is really cold?

The manager of the cannon fodder team is Phil Coulson. He is not a person of the foundation, but an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. What does it matter to my foundation if someone dies?

7744 listened, looked thoughtfully at Thor in the rainstorm, and nodded.

After returning to the New Mexico base, Beichen told the doctor again: "After Phil Coulson and the others come, you can let them temporarily set up a base outside, and don't expose this place."

In the face of weather weapons, let alone HYDRA will be moved, maybe even the official of the beautiful country will be moved, so the New Mexico base, at present, must not allow spies to penetrate.

…………

A small town in New Mexico...

A group of people holding hands and revelling around the bonfire.

This is their annual festival called Fire Worship Festival.

On this day, the whole town will gather, singing and dancing around a bonfire, and hold a festive celebration.

Just when people fell into the sea of ​​joy, a different flame was born in the bonfire.

This flame is more agile and more active.

Taking advantage of the fact that people were not paying attention, the little flame jumped away from the bonfire and jumped towards the tent not far away.

After the small flame fell on the tent, the entire tent was instantly ignited.

"Quick! Quickly put out the fire, it's on fire!"

There was a terrified cry for help from the tent, and a pair of young men and women with disheveled clothes ran out of it in horror.

At this moment the tent has been all set on fire.

The people around did not come to put out the fire, but laughed and ridiculed the bitter master whose tent was burned.

"Hey! Jack, today is the Fire Worship Festival. It seems that your tent is the MVP of the game. The flames seem to like you very much!"

"I think the two of them were too enthusiastic inside, which made the temperature in the tent rise too high."

"Jack! Why don't you come to my tent? But you can't come to my tent again to shoot and shoot."

Jack, who was mocked by a group of people, didn't fight back, but frowned at the tent that was burning more and more flames.

As a bitter master, Jack knew that what just happened was not that simple.

Although he was in a state of confusion at the time, he really saw a flame jumping into his tent before the tent caught fire.

Just when everyone was teasing each other, a girl suddenly remembered.

"Look! That flame is jumping!"

The girl pointed at the jumping flames not far away in surprise and shouted.

"Flame jump? Are you drinking too much fake wine?"

The boy next to the girl retorted with a smile.

Looking in the direction the girl pointed, the boy soon stopped laughing.

Because there is indeed a flame that keeps jumping.

"Oh! Damn, that's my tent!"

The boy ran up quickly, he had to save his tent.

"Psst~"

The tent was instantly set on fire.

The speed at which the tent was burning was very wrong. At this time, everyone finally noticed the strangeness.

If it is a normal fire, it should be burning slowly from a certain part of the tent towards the surroundings.

Instead of igniting the entire tent at once like it does now, the burning process didn't even take more than 30 seconds.

"This... won't it really be the manifestation of the God of Fire?" Jack said, staring blankly at the burning tent.

The boy who was also the bitter master retorted angrily: "Fake! This is obviously the Balrog! The God of Fire will not burn our tent."

At this time, the small flame has grown to about 30 cm.

He is still active, constantly looking for flammables around him to move forward.

Jack, who had reacted, picked up a bucket of water next to him and rushed towards the flames that were jumping towards the next tent.

"Quick! It's that strange flame, we have to put it out!"

Xiao Huo Miao is very smart. After seeing Jack rushing over with water, Xiao Huo Miao not only did not wait in place, but jumped directly towards Jack.

He didn't expect the flames to rush towards his Jack at all, and was instantly hit by the flames.

The clothes on Jack's body were quickly ignited, and within half a minute, Jack became a stickman, wailing in pain in the flames.

"Ah! Help!"

Hearing Jack's piercing cry for help, the people around not only did not go up to help, but instead became confused.

"what!"

"Run!"

"The flame demon killed!"

Frightened screams turned the happy party into a car accident scene.

Everyone just wants to run away and stay away from this place of right and wrong, no one wants to eliminate the danger, and no one thinks about how to stop the flames from spreading.

As the tents were lit, the flames continued to rise, and Containment-457 grew larger and more human-like in outline.

20 minutes later...

A little fireman about 60 centimeters in height burned all the inflammables in the camp, and then walked towards the forest not far away step by step.

There……

It will be a catastrophe!