Outside the Blair State Guesthouse, facing the sudden attack, the presidential bodyguards from the Secret Service were a little panicked at first, but after they were sure that the enemy lacked heavy firepower suppression such as rocket launchers.
They pulled out extended pistols from their waists and pulled the triggers at the attackers.
Several of the president's bodyguards opened their bulletproof briefcases, took out briefcase submachine guns, and launched a counterattack against the attacking thugs.
Da da da da—
"Bang, bang, bang"
“Puff, puff, puff, puff.”
The dense sound of gunfire could not be covered up even in the heavy rain. It was like the sound of firecrackers during the New Year, and the sound of gunfire continued to spread into the State Guesthouse.
At this moment in the State Guesthouse, a group of dignitaries looked at the president who was surrounded by bodyguards and looked like a drowned rat. Listening to the intensive gunfire outside, they panicked and took out their mobile phones to call for help.
"Don't panic, everyone. For this reception, there is a tank company and an infantry company on standby near the White House. No matter what the thugs' purpose is, they will not succeed!"
The federal president looked at the panicked crowd, took the towel handed over by the bodyguard, wiped the rain off his body, and quickly stepped forward to calm people down.
The president of the federation stood in the middle of the hall, waving his hands calmly. After temporarily calming down all the guests with his calm attitude, he walked straight to the King of Wakanda, T'Chaka, as if nothing had happened outside, extended his hand to him, exchanged greetings, and welcomed him to the federation.
T'Chaka's expression did not change under the protection of several female guards, but a personal female guard was carrying a large box and followed him closely.
"It seems that our President is quite capable and not completely useless!" Tang Song pulled Xiao Taoqi to stand in the crowd, looking at the calm president with some surprise.
Bishop Hyde stood beside Tang Song, his face showing no fear of the gunfire outside, secretly drinking a cocktail:
"If you don't have this much courage, how can you be the president of the Federation?"
"Aren't you afraid?!" Tang Song glanced at Bishop Hyde.
The fat old man who looked like Santa Claus laughed and said, "They are either coming for the President of the Federation or the black king. What does it have to do with us
I, a poor priest, have nothing worth robbing!
Besides, aren’t you still here? West has shown us that your strength is not inferior to those Holy Knights!
How about it, are you interested in dealing with those gangsters outside? These are all big shots from the Federation. If you deal with these thugs, it will be a good opportunity to show off your reputation!"
Tang Song looked at the priest beside him whose face was red from drinking. His eyes lingered for a moment on the ancient cross on his neck:
"You've already said it, they're not coming for us. A tall tree attracts the wind. We're just small characters, so we should protect ourselves!
Mr. President has already said that there are troops outside, so there should be no problem..."
Tang Song patted Little Naughty's back and comforted her with the president's words, but his eyes were looking outside the hall... .
In the rain, a group of Cobra soldiers wearing stealth camouflage stepped on the water and ignored the bullets fired by the Secret Service Guards and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
They let the bullets fall on their bodies, as if they had no sense of pain, and just fired their assault rifles in their hands.
Dozens of guns fired simultaneously at several Secret Service bodyguards who had no cover in the green belt.
"Amid the sound of gunfire, the bodies of these powerful windbreaker special forces bodyguards were shot through directly, and they fell heavily to the ground with shrill screams.
There were at least a dozen holes in their bodies, and it was obvious that they were dead.
Hawkeye and several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents used the hotel's stone pillars as cover, raised their pistols, and launched a counterattack against the enemies in the rain.
The optical camouflage worn by these Cobra soldiers on their bodies could originally make them invisible according to the environment, but the heavy rain made their figures exposed.
The Secret Service bodyguards hiding behind the bulletproof car cooperated with the SHIELD agents. Although they only had submachine guns and pistols in their hands, they used the cover to block the group of enemies in the rain outside the hotel.
“Bang, bang—”
Hawkeye knocked down a Cobra Eyes soldier with one shot. Even though he didn't have a convenient bow and arrow in his hand, Hawkeye's shooting skills were still at a master level.
"No, the enemy can't possibly have so few people!"
With the cooperation of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Secret Service, more than half of the dozens of Cobra soldiers who were unprotected fell down in an instant.
But due to the agent's keen sixth sense, Hawkeye felt that the enemy could not have so few manpower and firepower.
These people alone cannot break through the president's security force.
Just as Hawkeye was wondering, his heart tightened. At this moment, several tongues of fire shot across the sky.
Hawkeye pounced and pulled a SHIELD agent to the side.
The dense torrent of bullets turned the stone pillar where Hawkeye had just hidden into a hornet's nest. A SHIELD agent who was unable to dodge was hit in the face by the broken rocks. His entire face sank and he fell to the ground, twitching like a dying toad.
In the sky, a semi-stealth Night Owl fighter was flying through the clouds. The Cobra commander controlled the Vulcan cannon on the fighter and fired a burst of fire at the bottom.
'Dangdangdangdangdangdang.
A huge roar resounded all around, and thick flames swept across several White House bulletproof cars. Amid the roar of several explosions, more than a dozen Secret Service bodyguards who used bulletproof cars as cover were all killed in just three seconds, leaving them no chance of escape.
"Natasha, the enemy has fighter planes! Take the president to the hotel's basement safe house!"
Hawkeye shouted into the microphone beside his mouth: "The rest of you organize the defense and hold on until the National Guard arrives to prevent them from entering the hotel."
Near Pennsylvania Avenue, a tank company of the National Guard responsible for security was gathering in the direction of the Blair House after hearing the gunshots.
"Swoosh," a series of sharp sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and several high-explosive armor-piercing rockets were shot from the sky, targeting the tanks of the tank company.
Boom boom boom—
Several huge explosions resounded throughout the street, and four M1A1 main battle tanks were immediately blown into a pile of scrap metal.
"White Ghost, I'm about to drop a nanobomb, get your people ready!"
The Cobra commander who was flying the Night Owl fighter looked at the National Guard and police who were gathering towards the White House in all directions!
After notifying White Ghost, the Cobra commander operated the launch button of the fighter plane and dropped a special bomb in the direction of the Blair State Guesthouse.
Then he flew a Night Owl fighter and dropped another bomb right above the tank company.
when!
The metal-shelled bomb slammed heavily into the armor of a main battle tank.
"bomb!"
An observer on the tank quickly retreated into the tank and tightly closed the tank compartment.
"It didn't explode. It was a dud!?"
The observer hadn't figured out the situation yet, when he suddenly felt his face getting wet.
It’s leaking
He raised his head and found that the entire hood of the tank had disappeared at some point. A silver substance like a stream of water wrapped around the tank and was swallowing up this giant vehicle weighing dozens of tons at a speed visible to the naked eye.
... ... .
"Damn it! Be careful, it's an aerial bomb!"
The sharp-eyed Hawkeye saw the bomb dropped from the sky. He roared wildly, curled up into a ball, smashed the hotel's glass, and rushed into the hotel.
The surviving Secret Service bodyguards and SHIELD agents also retreated to the hotel to avoid the bomb attack.
Ding!
A metal bomb half a person's height slammed heavily at the entrance of the Blair State Guesthouse, but to everyone's surprise, the bomb did not explode.
After it touched the ground, it melted like water. The silver liquid, like surging mercury, flowed towards the State Guesthouse, swallowing up all the metal substances along the way.
Not far from the State Guesthouse, at the command of White Ghost, more than sixty ninjas wearing Hydra uniforms from the ** period rushed into the rain with samurai swords in hand and rushed towards the direction of the Blair State Guesthouse.
Kane, with a chainsaw killer mask on his face, stood beside the White Ghost, looking at the bombs dropped by the Night Owl fighter planes. He noticed the silver liquid with his sharp eyes and asked in a deep voice:
“What kind of bomb is this?”
"It is a nano bomb developed by a Western European technology company. Once it is activated and launched, it can theoretically devour and decompose any object, and it can also replicate itself and continue to spread in all directions!
But this is just a semi-finished product, and it can only devour metal substances at present, but it is enough! "
The White Ghost, dressed in a World War II military uniform, holding a samurai sword, looked at the ninja soldiers rushing into the rain, drew out his own samurai sword which was also made of nano material, and was about to rush into the rain.
Lai En grabbed him and threw a fierce ghost Freddy's headgear into his arms, "Put it on, don't leave any marks, you still have work to do in the future, don't cause trouble for the boss!"
... ... ... ..
Inside the Bryan State Guesthouse
"It's just a minor accident. Don't worry, King T'Chaka. Our Federation is capable of resolving this minor problem! Our National Guard soldiers are all well-trained warriors..."
There were continuous sounds of gunfire outside, but the federal president showed no fear on his face as he chatted calmly with T'Chaka.
However, the bodyguards beside him had already pulled out all their guns.
The several female guards of the king beside T'Chaka were now leaning on their vibranium spears, watching everyone present vigilantly.
The Federation President and T'Chaka boasted about the Federation's strength and told him not to worry.
Natasha, dressed in a red dress and holding a black Glock pistol in her hand, hurried to him with two SHIELD agents.
"Mr. President, I'm afraid we'll have to send you to a safe house!"
The president of the federation glanced at Natasha, somewhat angry at her sabotage, and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Agent, I believe our people can get rid of those bandits!"
Natasha looked at him seriously and said:
"Mr. President, I just received news from outside that these bandits have fighter planes.
It will take some time for our air force to arrive. If they bring missiles or aerial bombs, the whole hotel will be razed to the ground! We can't risk your life!"
Listening to Natasha's words, the expression on the President's face was wonderful. His face changed many times, and he opened his mouth, wanting to go to the underground safe house quickly.
But faced with the bold words he had just said, he couldn't find a way out for a moment.
At this time, Secretary of State Francis, who had been observing the situation not far away, came over. After asking about the situation, he came close to the president and whispered:
"Mr. President, I have learned about the safe house in the State Guesthouse. It is large enough to accommodate all the people in the State Guesthouse. The people who come to the cocktail party are all leaders in various industries in the Federation. We can't let anything go wrong! For the stability of the Federation, please bear with it!"
"Okay!" The president looked at Francis and agreed without any hesitation, following his suggestion!
"King T'Chaka, there is something unexpected happening outside. Come with me to the safe house. We need to discuss some cooperation issues in detail!" The Federal President extended an invitation to T'Chaka.
T'Chaka nodded and looked at the box in his chief guard's hand, which contained his Black Panther suit.
T'Chaka had already learned about the information that someone in the underground world was paying to assassinate him through Wakanda's intelligence agency, but the Black Panther suit made of vibranium gave him enough confidence.
He didn't believe that anyone could assassinate him after he put on the Black Panther suit.
A group of bodyguards surrounded the president and the king of Wakanda and walked towards a passage inside the state guesthouse.
The big bosses of the conglomerates at the party were all smart people and followed behind.
Tang Song dragged Xiao Taoqi and Bishop Hyde into the crowd, and he kept an eye on Francesi's movements.
What’s interesting is that this federal Secretary of State seemed to have trouble walking and was unknowingly squeezed out of the first echelon and landed in the middle of the crowd.
Tang Song thought about it and slowed down his pace.
“Ouch!”
When he stopped, a woman behind him bumped into him.
Tang Song turned around and saw an old acquaintance holding his high heels in one hand and rubbing his forehead constantly.
"Miss Pepper, oh, no, President Pepper, what a coincidence!"
"Tang!" Pepper Potts rubbed her painful head and looked at Tang Song in front of her with some surprise.
"Why are you here?"
Since arriving at the cocktail party, Pepper has been surrounding T'Chaka, wanting to see if the vibranium technology released by Wakanda contains any energy-related technology, and whether it will endanger Stark Industries.
She didn't notice that Tang Song was at the party.
"Tang, hurry up, the terrorists outside are probably going to attack the hotel soon. I've notified Tony, but it will take him at least 20 minutes to get here! We need to get to the safe house now!"
Pepper had no time to wonder about Tang Song's reasons. She spoke to Tang Song hurriedly and followed the crowded crowd to the underground safe house for refuge.
Tang Song looked at Pepper who was trying hard to squeeze forward, and then at Francis who was getting further and further behind.
Holding the little rascal, he walked in the middle at a leisurely pace.
When Francis retreated to his side, Tang Song reached out and held his shoulders.
"Mr. Secretary of State, it's okay. Come on, let me help you!"
Francis turned his head and looked at Tang Song in surprise.
"Mr. Secretary, it's very dangerous outside. I'm here to protect you!"
Tang Song's hand was on Francis' shoulder, and Francis felt a huge force pushing him forward involuntarily.
The crowded people on both sides surged to both sides like a tide.
No, I can't go to the front...
Francis shuddered when he thought of his arrangements, and twisted his body hard, trying to break free from Tang Song's hand.
But Tang Song's hands seemed to be attached to his body and he couldn't break free.
"I see that Mr. Secretary of State is very reluctant to go to the underground safe house. Is there something in the safe house that scares you? You didn't put a bomb in it, did you?"
As if someone was whispering in his ear, Francis froze when he heard Tang Song's words. He turned around and looked at Tang Song in disbelief.
Tang Song smiled at him and patted the Secretary of State on the shoulder.
The Secretary of State's body trembled with every beat.
"Oh, by the way, those people outside seem to be a terrorist organization called Cobra. If I'm not mistaken, they are your people! You are really generous to assassinate the king and usurp the throne!"
Hearing the voice beside him, Francis looked around in panic.
"Don't worry, I used a little trick, they can't hear us talking!"
Francis felt the force on his shoulders weakening, and he slowly slowed down his pace, lowered his head, and spoke in a low voice.
"Tang, what do you want to do?"
"Me! I want to help you. Others say that you are my backer. It is much more comfortable and reliable to have a federal president as my backer than a secretary of state. What do you think?"
Francis listened to Tang Song's words, his mind working rapidly, analyzing Tang Song's real purpose.
"You want to threaten me?"
"Threat? How can you say that? I just want to help you.
You may not know that there is a big businessman in our East who is good at investing, and his most successful investment is to turn a person into a king!
I am also a businessman, and you are like the king. If I help you, you will naturally take care of my business more often!"
Listening to Francis' whisper, a smile flashed across Tang Song's face.
“Ding ding ding…”
At this time, in front of a passage of the State Guesthouse, the person in charge of the hotel opened a dark wall, and inside was an elevator leading to the lower space.
The person in charge entered the password on the elevator, scanned the fingerprint and iris, and the elevator leading to the safe house slowly opened.
A group of Secret Service bodyguards escorted the president into the elevator.
The elevator can carry twenty people, four or five bodyguards, the president himself, the king of Wakanda and his guards, and can accommodate about seven or eight more people.
Hearing the gunshots getting closer outside, the bigwigs of the consortium lost their demeanor as upper-class federal figures and crowded towards the elevator.
Tang Song looked at the big shots trying to squeeze in, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and at the same time a little curious: "Did you do anything in the elevator?"
France did not answer. He looked at the Senate President who did not get on the elevator, feeling a little disappointed.
"It seems that you are very disappointed. Yes, if I remember correctly, according to the federal constitution, even if the president is gone, you are only fourth in line! Do you want me to help you?" Tang Song's spiritual sense was keenly aware of the change in Francis' expression.
"How to help?" Francis asked in a low voice!
Tang Song did not say anything. He raised his hand on Francis' shoulder slightly, and a stream of true energy shot out silently, like an invisible rope, encircling the ankle of the Senate President and pulling him back.
The old and frail Senate President lost his balance and fell to the ground.
At this time, a group of big shots who were rushing into the elevator didn't even notice the person under their feet. They just stepped on his body and head and squeezed into the elevator.
laugh!
Tang Song and Francis watched as a gorgeously dressed beauty stepped into the Senate President's eye socket with her sharp high heels.
"Zizi! How miserable!" Tang Song had an expression that he couldn't bear to watch. "Look, I helped you clear the obstacles and showed my sincerity. Now Mr. Secretary of State, can you tell me what you did? I can help you find out what's missing!"
"There are nanoworms in the elevator. These nanoworms can devour all metal substances. It's nearly a hundred meters high from here to the underground safe house! The nanoworms have been activated now!" Francis whispered after making sure that the people around him could not hear the conversation between the two.
"Nanoworms, what a great trick! A hundred meters high, our former president can't fly, he will be smashed into a pulp!" Tang Song had the urge to applaud the Secretary of State.
"By the way, the president has been assassinated. How do you plan to handle the subsequent investigation?" Tang Song asked.
Francis turned around and gave Tang Song a strange look.
grass!
Tang Song looked at Francis and cursed inwardly, "No wonder he received the invitation. It turned out that he was the one being blamed."
"It seems that the person who should take the blame, Mr. Secretary of State, needs to be replaced. This pot is too big for my small body to carry!" Tang Song's eyes were cold, but he said with a smile.
"How do you know my plan?" Francis asked puzzled.
Tang Song embraced the little rascal who had fainted at some point, and whispered solemnly in Francis' ear: "Secret!"
Francis' face suddenly turned pale.
Tang Song looked at the Secretary of State in front of him with sarcasm, No, the President, I plan to live on this secret of yours for the rest of my life!
While the two were talking, the first batch of elevators were full and ready to close!
In the elevator, all the presidential bodyguards were squeezed out, and those who entered the elevator were all real big shots. The only exception might be the person in charge of the State Guesthouse.
Because he knows the password to the safe house below, his fingerprint and iris are needed to open the safe house.
... ... .
At the entrance of the State Guesthouse, Hawkeye and a dozen remaining bodyguards leaned against the hotel wall to deal with the gangsters outside.
Although he didn't know why the bomb didn't explode, it was a blessing in disguise for him.
It was not until the gun in his hand and the metal belt buckle around his waist turned into a ball of silver liquid and then flowed down his body to the ground that he realized the seriousness of the situation.
The steel bars in the hotel walls and the metal frames on the doors were devoured by the nanoworms.
Then a group of Cobra soldiers holding 3DA-printed plastic guns rushed in. These people wore black hoods and had Hydra's octopus head emblems on their optical camouflage uniforms.
The plastic weapons in their hands all adopted a three-round burst shooting mode.
These Cobra soldiers covered each other, moved forward in a cross-direction, were well-trained, and acted like soldiers. Facing a group of unarmed SHIELD soldiers, it was simply a massacre.
"Hail Hydra!"
One by one, the SHIELD agents were shot at by a hail of bullets and fell to the ground screaming, their eyes fixed on the Hydra group and blood foaming from their mouths.
They would never understand why the person was different from what the snake leader said. He was clearly one of their own!
The Cobra soldiers pointed their guns at the unarmed agents and fired mercilessly.
One by one, the agents and special agents, without their guns, tried to escape to the surrounding corners, and then they were knocked down like targets in a shooting range.
.
Hawkeye rolled on the ground in a panic as he fled. After rolling several times, he huddled behind a sofa, frantically dragging his pants.
After finally taking off the troublesome pants, Hawkeye curled up behind the sofa and watched an armed enemy walk by.
He lashed out his right hand, grabbed the Cobra soldier's ankle, and threw him to the ground.
Dragged under the cover of the sofa, Hawkeye grabbed a champagne glass with his right hand and stabbed it into his neck.