Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

The Rainbow Bridge fell from the sky and landed in the depths of a desolate desert. The violent energy impact raised a large cloud of sand and dust; there were several coughs that were not light or heavy from the depth of the sand and dust.

The cloaked figure walked forward from the dust, slapped the dust off his body, and looked around at the surrounding environment.

It is obviously impossible for the desert yellow sand to provide him with the necessary geographic reference; he turns on the electronic wristband and connects to the satellite signal to determine the coordinates.

"Even if there was no interference, Heimdall chose to land on the earth and did not throw me into outer space." Xiangqian thought silently, "This gatekeeper really has a good temper, and he has been provoking me for a long time. Are you not angry?"

The electronic wristband quickly responded, and the coordinates showed that Qianqian's current location was approximately at the junction of New Mexico and Texas; a little further west was the border between the United States and Mexico.

After doing calculations silently forward, I found that there is a straight-line distance of more than 300 kilometers between the current position and the landing point where Thor's Hammer first appeared.

"There's a little deviation, but it's acceptable." He muttered to himself.

This landing point was chosen by Xiangqian himself, to be precise, it was formed after he intentionally interfered with the Rainbow Bridge.Before, he was rambling in front of Heimdall, and even used his sister Sif as a topic, but it was just to attract the attention of the gatekeepers, so as to cover up for interfering with the normal operation of the Rainbow Bridge.

Otherwise, although Qianqian has a broken mouth, it is not broken, so how could he make fun of people for no reason?

A huge map of the magic circle appeared in front of him, and thousands of complicated magic runes built a more complicated magic power circuit.

Divide a part of your mind forward and sink into the soul realm, reset the magic pattern engraved on the Rainbow Bridge in your memory, and fill the collected energy change parameters into the magic circle one by one.

As more parameters are filled in, the magic circle becomes brighter; when the last memory data is put into the circle, the whole magic circle turns rapidly.

Under the control of forward thoughts, the magic circle is like a sophisticated and high-speed magic computer, constantly overturning and calculating the operating principle and data of the Rainbow Bridge.

Of course, compared to a computer that calculates through data, the magic circle directly reproduces the process of energy operation; it is more idealistic, but it points directly to the essence.

The advantage of pointing directly at the essence is that as long as you find the right way, you can get the result very quickly.Moving forward, I felt that the operation of the magic circle became more and more smooth, and the internal magic power circuit tended to be stable.

"It seems to be usable..." Thinking forward, "What should I find for experimentation? It's too close to get results, and it's not sure if it's too far away."

He subconsciously looked up at the sky; in the evening, the sky was clear, with the sun setting on one side and the moon rising on the other.

It is actually a rare astronomical phenomenon where the sun and the moon shine together.

Staring forward at the pale moon, an idea popped into my head.

The magic circle bursts with glory.

Two minutes later, looking forward at the broken parts wrapped in gray-black fine sand, he silently dialed Zheng Xian's phone number.

"Uncle Xian, please contact the space agency and ask them if they want to recover the debris after the impact of Chang'e-[-]."

Even Zheng Xian, who is well-informed, was also confused by one sentence: "What fragments? What does it have to do with Chang'e-[-]? Haven't you been staying in the Five Elements Laboratory recently? How come you have something to do with Chang'e-[-] again?" ?”

"That's right, it's just... an experiment." Qianqian silently dispersed the already dim magic circle, "I'll put the things in the sterile laboratory of the bureau for you, and you can find someone to collect them. "

"Hey Hey hey……"

Hanging up the phone, Qianqian began to review the Rainbow Bridge re-enactment plan this time.

Speaking of which, this matter is not kind.The Rainbow Bridge is Asgard's strategic weapon and the core technology of their military logistics support. It was stolen and learned by forward using magic to reproduce the technology. It should be regarded as poaching the corner of the allies.

The kind that even the bottom of the wall has been dug and collapsed.

Strictly speaking, the fundamental purpose of stealing the Rainbow Bridge technology is not to use it, because with the current technological level of the earth, even if the principle of the Rainbow Bridge and a complete set of design drawings are packaged and sent as they are, the earth people cannot do it.

Not for anything else, purely because the energy consumption is too large.

In just a few seconds of retrieving the fragments of Chang'e-[-] from the moon, the energy consumed is more than the energy emitted by the sun in a day; the open space channel can barely pass a person.

Only forward, relying on the energy transformed from the soul universe, barely opened the portal for a few seconds.

Before humans can collect and use antimatter and dark matter energy on a large scale, it is impossible to put the rainbow bridge technology into practical use.

The real purpose of reimagining the Rainbow Bridge forward is to destroy.

When Thor and Loki staged "Brotherly Love", Qianqian tried to interfere with the operation of the Rainbow Bridge and successfully shifted its landing point. Loki was the victim of that attempt.

This time, he was able to get close to the actual device, which greatly improved Qianqian's ability to interfere with the Rainbow Bridge.

According to the original arrangement, Heimdall was supposed to send Qianqian back to China, but after he was provoked, he seemed to be ready to throw Qianqian into a corner; but the final landing point was New Mexico, chosen by Qiangqian himself. state.

Because New Mexico is the place where Qianqian first came into contact with the Rainbow Bridge, he collected the most and most detailed data about the Rainbow Bridge here; he chose this place as the landing point and was the most sure.

Although the final landing point deviated hundreds of kilometers from the expected one, it has already made Qianqian very satisfied.This shows that he can interfere with or even reversely control the operation of the Rainbow Bridge more precisely.

This dark card is prepared for the future; in case of the worst situation in the future, such as Hela successfully regaining the throne and leading the Asgardian army to war with the earth, Xiangqian and Kama Taj will also have More confidence to face Asgard's crushing technological advantages.

"It's almost time to go. If there is such a big movement on the Rainbow Bridge, SHIELD should have seen it." He slapped the dust on his trousers forward and stood up slowly.Unexpectedly, as soon as he looked up, he saw two heads popping out from the top of the sand dune.

Two young men with obvious Latino ancestry, one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looks like a human being;

At the beginning, Xiangqian lay half-lying with his back against the sand dune, about a person's height away from the top of the sand dune, and he could not be seen from the other side.The two climbed up from the other side of the sand dune, and only when their heads were exposed did they meet Qiangqian face to face.

The two of them looked flustered, maybe it was because of the weird cloak of Master Kama Taj.

Looking forward at the dusty two people, and subconsciously looking back, I saw a simple road looming in the distance, and I suddenly understood.

"Are you planning to go to Mexico, or just came over there?" Qian Qiang asked in a tone as if he was meeting an acquaintance on the other side.

The other party didn't say a word, and looked at each other, as if they didn't reach a consensus; their eyes began to wander.

"Stowaway?" Xiangqian asked again.

The one with the sly eyebrows slowly stretched his hands behind his back.

"No, you don't look like a serious business." Xiang Xiang thought for a while, "Smuggled?"

The one with the sly eyebrows seemed to be about to move, but the one with the thick eyebrows and big eyes held down his arm; the two of them exchanged glances, and each glared angrily.

Qianqian had a panoramic view of the opponent's movements, but he didn't care; his eyes fell on the travel bag carried by the one with the thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"If you smuggle, you will bring too little goods. So, drug dealers?"

The young man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes showed a fierce look, pushed his companion away, and raised his gun to point forward.

"Aha, FN57, nicknamed 'police killer', the favorite weapon of Mexican gangsters." Xiang Qiang turned a blind eye to the muzzle of the black hole, "I have played with this gun, it can even fire armor-piercing bullets, and its powerful penetration is impressive profound."

"Asshole, then you just wait to be punched through the head!" The sly-eyed man spoke with a strong Mexican accent, and his English was mixed with Mexican slang and catchphrases.

Divided by criminal groups, drug dealers belong to the most ferocious type of gangsters no matter which country they are in; killing a passer-by they meet by chance in the desolate desert does not have the slightest psychological burden for them-this sly-eyed man does not exception.

When the trigger was pulled, the imaginary roar of the gun did not appear; because the moment before the trigger was pulled, the whole pistol instantly fell apart.

Socket, barrel, spring, safety machine, hammer support, hammer spring rod, hammer spring, magazine bottom plate, support spring, spring support plate, magazine tenon spring, trigger link pin, recoil spring Wait, all the accessories are scattered.

It was as if an invisible hand disassembled the pistol into parts in less than half a second.

Parts were strewn about, sunk in the sand; only an empty pistol case remained in the hands of a man with a mischievous eye.

Facing the terrified expression of the other party, he smiled slightly forward: "Look, I said that I was very impressed with this gun; it almost broke my own record for the fastest disassembly."

The one with the sly eyebrows and mouse eyes was obviously frightened. Before he could finish speaking, he dropped the handle of his gun screaming and ran backwards.

"I haven't finished my question yet!" Qianqian spread his hands helplessly towards the back of the other party, and there was a "poof", and the other party suddenly fell a lot lower; the body from the neck down disappeared, only a head remained Writhing wildly on the sand, unable to move an inch.

The one with thick eyebrows and big eyes was also frightened, and when he took a closer look, he found that his companion was completely stuck in the sand, as if he had stepped into quicksand.

More sand flowed from all sides, covering the head of the rogue-eyed man, and soon flooded the mouth and nose.He became frightened, but he couldn't scream when he opened his mouth. Instead, he filled his mouth with sand.In seconds, the person is completely buried.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes swooped forward, frantically scratching at the sand, and dug his companion's head out of the sand, then his neck, chest, and hands.

With a thought forward, the quicksand stopped.

The repeated changes caused the pair of companions to almost collapse psychologically.The two of them waved their four hands up and down, trying to dig through the sand, even throwing aside the travel bag that they had never left, and completely ignored the approaching step by step forward.

"Can you all calm down and answer my question? It's not difficult to speak well, right?" She clapped her hands forward, slapping away the sand that didn't exist.

With the sound of clapping, the sand on the ground gradually solidified, and finally became stronger than the concrete ground.

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes dug a few times, and was awakened by the sharp pain from his fingertips; as for the buried one, he seemed to be so frightened that he lost his mind, his hands and fingers were dripping with blood, and he was still yelling "Aww!" With an incomprehensible voice, he kept scratching the ground.

Xiangqian ignored the terrified two people, but opened the travel bag that was still on the ground; the scene that greeted his eyes was as expected, dozens of plastic bags filled to the brim with white powder.

After examining the evidence, Qianqian showed a sincere and cold smile to the two people facing each other; but under the cover of the hood, only a deep and terrifying shadow could be seen.

"Name?"

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes slumped on the ground and replied fearfully, "Marcos."

"Oh, if you just listen to the pronunciation, it looks like a great surname." Qianqian tilted his head to the side, "What about him?"

Marcus looked at his mad companion beside him, and replied without any delay: "Benito."

"Aha, it's also a great name for Mexicans." Qiangqian smiled unabated, with a cold tone, "But what you do has nothing to do with greatness at all."

"I... this is my first time..." Marcos stammered and explained, and the frantic shouting of his companion Benito reflected his panic more and more.

"From children who play truant to school, to thieves who burglarize, to scumbags who smuggle and sell drugs, everyone who has been caught doing bad things basically said the same thing; there is nothing new." Qiang Xiang was quite emotional, "You Can't think of any other reason to ask for forgiveness?"

Marcus said with a sad face: "It is indeed my first time."

"Even if it is true, this reason is not enough." He looked forward and looked down at the other party, "Listen well, the next question is very important to your life, and you should answer it after thinking about it."

Marcus nodded his head faster than a chicken can peck rice.

"First question: Are you an undercover agent sent by the police or some other law enforcement agency?"

Marcus stared blankly and shook his head blankly.

"Then the second question: Are you an informant for the police or some other law enforcement agency?"

Marcus shook his head again with a face wrinkled like dead bark.

"Okay, the third question, you have to seize the opportunity;" Xiang Qiang reminded, "Do you have any legitimate reasons for needing money urgently? It is the kind of situation where your life will be endangered if you don't get the money; including but not It is limited to relatives and friends who are seriously ill, kidnapped and blackmailed, etc.”

Marcus felt that his neck seemed to be rusted, and he really wanted to nod, but there seemed to be a sharp gaze that could see through everything in the shadow deep in the opposite hood, making all his delusional thoughts disappear invisible.

He finally shook his head and denied it with difficulty: "I really need money, but... there is no..."

"Okay, I understand! What about your partner? Does he think he's an undercover agent or an informant?"

Marcus couldn't laugh or cry: "How would I know...even if he was, how could he tell me?"

"It makes sense. Judging from his behavior of shooting at others at will, even if he is an undercover informant, he should not be regarded as a good person."

Marcos looked at Benito again, recalling the other party's usual behavior, he couldn't say a word "yes".

Benito remained insane, unaware that his fate was already doomed in the question and answer.

"Since even you don't think he's a good man, then I'll know." Qianqian raised his hand and waved towards the back; the originally scattered pistol parts floated into the air and flew towards the front hand, and at the same time they were in mid-air Quickly and automatically assembled.

When it fell into Qianqian's palm, the entire gun had returned to its full shape, and even the bullets had been loaded.

With the deepening of the study of space magic, Qianqian's attainment in this magic technique has reached a level that ordinary Karma Taj mages cannot understand; what seems to be manipulating is a piece of accessories, but in fact it is a subtle one. space.

It is easy for him to disassemble and assemble a pistol.

"I know you're not too bad. At the beginning, when your accomplice was about to draw a gun, you stopped him—although I don't know whether you simply didn't want to kill people or didn't want to cause trouble. But..."

After getting the pistol, there was no hesitation, no waiting, and he raised his hand while speaking forward and shot it, so fast that Marcos didn't even have a chance to react.

The gun that had not been fired before was fired this time, and with a flash of gunfire, Benito's head burst into a bloody red and white flower with the roar of the gunshot; as he himself said, he was pierced by the bullet. head off.

He didn't even have the chance to utter the shortest scream, and died as soon as his head dropped; half of his body was fixed upright on the sand.

Marcos, who was close at hand, was splattered with brains and plasma; the sudden killing frightened the young man, the first time he had seen murder so close.And he quickly realized that he was the next target to be murdered.

Seeing the muzzle of the gun moving towards him without stopping after the first shot, Marcos was terrified. The desire to survive gave him a reaction speed far beyond the usual; before the muzzle was aimed at him, he raised his hands first, A dazzling light suddenly burst out in the palm.

The forward carelessness gave the opponent a chance to resist, but this resistance was so slight that it didn't work at all.

The strong light enough to blind an ordinary person for a short time fell on Qianqian's eyes, and he couldn't even make him squint; Figures of crawling and running away in embarrassment.

As long as he wanted to, Qianqian could pull the trigger and send Marcus to be with his companion; but the special ability displayed by the other party made him stop.

He followed Marcus up to the top of the sand dune in his spare time, and watched him roll and slide down the dune, trying to escape in the fastest way.

Marcus's strong desire to escape surprised Master Karma Taj, and then raised his finger to open a portal in the direction of sliding.

The powerful inertia made Marcus slam into the portal without any resistance, and then screamed and fell from the sky; he patted himself face down on the sand in a very familiar forward posture, the same style as the second prince of Asgard. on the ground.

Marcus raised his head in a daze, and what he saw was a devil-like figure in a cloak; his left hand was behind his back, his right hand held a gun hanging down his leg, and the barrel of the gun tapped his thigh time after time.

The shadow under the hood was facing each other, and it was obvious that the other party was also looking down at him.

"Mutant?" Qiangqian asked.

Marcus's heart was ashamed, and he nodded dejectedly, closing his eyes and waiting for death as if accepting his fate.

"I seem to be able to understand why you don't do a proper job." Qian Qian said with pity, "Being discriminated against, you can't find a decent job, you can only do odd jobs everywhere, and your salary is always deducted; if you do the same job, you are always Get less than others."

Marcus was surprised: "How do you know?"

"I know quite a few mutants, and most of them suffered the same thing after their identities were revealed."

Qianqian’s words seemed to arouse Marcos’s full of anger and grievance, he said angrily: “That’s what happened to me and my companions too; mutants seem to be born with original sin, and those who discriminate against us, maybe they Think of yourself as God."

"It's really a profound insight. You must be very religious, at least you like to read the Bible."

"No, I don't believe in a goddamn god at all," Marcos said angrily. "If there is a God, why does he keep honest, hardworking people down and out? Why does he make me end up selling drugs for money? Just because we're mutants?"

Thinking forward: "You? Do you have other mutant companions?"

Marcus paused for a while, and looked forward with vigilance.

This is indeed the reaction of a mutant who has experienced many ups and downs.

"Are you making money from selling drugs to take care of your fellow mutants?"

"Not all, I am short of money myself." Marcus was very honest about what he could say, "However, there are indeed many people who need money."

Qiangqian laughed for a moment: "Why did you answer no when I asked you if you had a legitimate reason to need the money urgently?"

Marcus was puzzled: "Didn't you say that you were seriously ill, or kidnapped and blackmailed? We have never encountered such a thing..."

"Don't you understand what 'including but not limited to' is?" Xiangqian couldn't help complaining, "You really should have learned grammar well when you were young; you know, you almost became the most wronged and most deserving death of this year. people."

Marcus blinked his eyes. His poor knowledge of grammar made him ponder for a long time before he realized that the other party didn't want to kill him.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was full of energy. He turned over and got up from the ground. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He could only look forward anxiously, waiting for the other party to say something.

With a wave of his hand forward, the sand and soil buried Benito's body, while still not forgetting to complain: "Your encounter illustrates a profound lesson, do you know what it is?"

Before Marcus could react, the mage of Karma Taj asked himself and answered: "If a person is stupid, he should read more. If he doesn't study well, his life will be in danger when he grows up."