A burly man in the uniform of a second lieutenant in the National Guard took advantage of T'Chaka's unpreparedness, jumped up, and hit him hard on the head with an elbow.
From the whistling sound of the elbow, it can be seen that the power of this elbow is definitely enough to penetrate a cement wall several centimeters thick.
If this blow hits him hard, even if the Wakanda king's head doesn't explode like a watermelon, his brain will become a pool of pulp.
However, what this senior Hydra agent dressed as a second lieutenant did not expect was that T'Chaka, this seemingly harmless old black man, was actually a transcendent being with physical fitness beyond that of normal people.
Heart-shaped grass is a mysterious herb in Wakanda. Legend has it that it is a gift from the Black Panther God. Only the successive kings of Wakanda are qualified to take it.
After taking this herb, the user's sensory and physical properties will be greatly improved, similar to Captain America's Super Soldier Serum, but this pure natural and pollution-free green food is much more powerful than the serum.
"Bang!"
T'Chaka's keen five senses quickly detected the sound of wind behind him. The old black man dodged the sneak attack with a speed beyond that of a normal person, raised his hand and swung his fist, hitting the attacker directly in the waist with a heavy punch.
The lieutenant was like a sack that was broken by a horizontal blow. He was thrown out and fell on the carpet, uttering a painful wail.
T'Chaka glanced at the National Guard soldiers who were surrounding him with a fierce look in their eyes, and calmly put on his Black Panther helmet.
Sniff!
He moved his arms, and five sharp pale golden claws, three or four centimeters long, extended from the fingertips of the five fingers of the Black Panther armor.
"Are you from Hydra?"
T'Chaka noticed that among the people who gathered around him, there were a few guys with strong auras.
The feeling they gave to T'Chaka was very similar to that of Bucky the Winter Soldier imprisoned in a laboratory.
"Then I'll just settle the interest on your invasion of Wakanda with you!"
T'Chaka's face turned cold beneath his helmet.
Sneaking into Wakanda to steal Vibranium triggered a war between Wakanda and countries around the world, completely breaking the peace of Wakanda.
T'Chaka hated the people of Hydra so much that he was filled with rage. Wearing a black battle suit, he seemed to have transformed into a black panther and pounced on the enemies in front of him!
Maybe the belly is a little fat, but it's clear that this fat leopard can kill just as well.
"Swish!" Seeing the old Black Panther in the Black Panther combat suit rushing towards him, the Hydra agent in the National Guard uniform faced him. He took three or two steps to meet the old Black Panther and hit him on the helmeted head with a stick.
It has to be said that after decades of development, Hydra has been able to mobilize human resources that are unimaginable to ordinary people. These soldiers pretending to be the National Guard are all elite!
But this elite is only for ordinary people,
The agent hit the old Black Panther's head with a solid swing of the stick.
But he obviously underestimated the hardness of vibranium. He didn't know that the shield in the hands of Captain America, the mortal enemy of Hydra, was made of vibranium.
In terms of strength, vibranium is one of the metals that ranks among the top ten in the entire universe.
Not to mention the rubber stick, even the aviation Vulcan cannon and high-powered lethal missiles may not be able to break through the vibranium armor of the old Black Panther.
T'Chaka didn't dodge or evade, but instead used his backhand to claw, and the sharp claws of the Black Panther suit directly tore the agent's throat.
The old but strong T'Chaka waved his claws. He was not afraid of any attack and was like a beast rushing into a sheepfold.
T'Chaka in a black panther suit and a chatterbox with two knives and Wolverine with steel claws in his hands should have a lot in common.
T'Chaka relies on a battle suit with full defense points, while the latter two rely on their immortality. The fighting style of the three is the kind of sticky attack method that makes the enemy very disgusted.
Ignore the enemy's attacks, you can't kill me anyway.
And their attacks, whether it's Wolverine's adamantium claws or the vibranium claws on Black Panther's suit, are often unbearable for others.
Tsk! Tsk!
The two remaining black female guards of the King of Wakanda stood guard beside T'Chaka, holding vibranium spears and attacking the enemies around them.
When the spear was swung and stabbed, the tip of the spear emitted blue pulse energy rays from time to time, taking away seven or eight people in a moment.
On the other side, after settling down Hawkeye, whose heart and breathing had stopped, Natasha joined the battlefield with a heart full of anger.
As a super agent trained in the Red House, Natasha's skills can be said to be comparable to Hawkeye. She is proficient in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, boxing, Krav Maga, Karate and more than a dozen other fighting skills.
The furious fighting master Black Widow attacked without mercy. After a few rounds, all the Hydra agents in front of her were either dead or injured.
… …
The pig rushed into the crowd and the old black panther tore five bloody wounds on the chest of a winter soldier with one claw.
T'Chaka was about to deliver a fatal blow to the Winter Soldier when he was startled.
Due to the keen five senses brought by the heart-shaped grass, he felt the powerful force coming from behind him. He swung his hand back, and the sharp vibranium leopard claws swept out behind him!
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang… ..”
Tang Song pressed against T'Chaka's back and struck him hard with his palm.
In one breath, Tang Song hit T'Chaka's back with dozens of palms.
If you use slow motion to capture Tang Song's palm strikes, you will find that each of his palm strikes is different.
Sometimes his palms contained purple lightning that could split mountains and crack rocks, and sometimes Buddha's light enveloped his palms, simulating an indestructible golden pestle to subdue demons.
Sometimes the palm is attached with black magic fire, and sometimes the palm emits a faint sword energy shadow -
In an instant, he changed more than a dozen methods, and more than a dozen palms combined into one palm to hit T'Chaka's back fiercely.
The surging air wave generated by the attack directly blew away more than a dozen Hydra agents around T'Chaka, and some of the unlucky ones fainted after being hit on the head.
The gust of air dissipated, and T'Chaka, who was unharmed, turned around and swung his claws, but his claws missed.
The invisible figure had retreated back to where Tang Song was standing at some point and became one with him.
"What a hard turtle shell!" Tang Song frowned, looking at T'Chaka's vibranium armor that withstood all his attacks without any damage.
He put his hands behind his back, grabbed the little black doll and gently pulled it...
Kacha!
"ah"
The old black panther swung his arm, and perhaps because he used too much force, he felt a pain in his shoulder and his right arm seemed to be dislocated.
The severe pain made him gasp...
Seeing his right arm suddenly drop, several Hydra agents seemed to see an opportunity and rushed forward.
After taking the heart-shaped grass, T'Chaka's body is only three to five times stronger than that of an ordinary person.
His main source of support is still his vibranium armor, but this set of vibranium armor is only a first-generation armor. Unlike the third-generation armor modified by Princess Shuri, it can absorb the enemy's attack kinetic energy, store it in the armor, and release energy attacks.
With his right arm dislocated and facing the siege of several Winter Soldiers, the old Black Panther seemed to be overshadowed and soon fell into a disadvantage.
Fortunately, two female guards armed with vibranium spears fought desperately to stay by his side.
Several Winter Soldiers were afraid of the energy pulse waves shot out from their spears, which stabilized the situation.
As time passed, it was clear that the gangsters disguised as the National Guard were becoming more and more agitated.
After all, they were not sure how long the people stationed outside to stop them could hold them off.
… …
Outside the State Guest House Hotel, a colonel led a dozen elite National Guard soldiers to set up a cordon outside the hotel, blocking all the police and soldiers who came to support outside.
A helicopter landed from mid-air. As if it was afraid of the silver liquid, the helicopter did not land directly, but hovered one meter above the ground, maintaining an ultra-low-altitude hovering state.
The cabin door opened wide, and two agile soldiers in camouflage uniforms got off the plane and stood solemnly beside the cabin.
A tall, serious-looking old man in camouflage uniform jumped off the plane and shouted to the National Guard soldiers on the cordon from a distance:
"Which unit are you from? Why are you stopping here?"
The colonel glanced at General Ross and said helplessly:
"Sir, we received orders from our superiors to impose martial law on the hotel for the safety of the President!
Our people have already gone in and will escort the president out soon! Please wait patiently!"
(I am taking care of my child. I am taking a day off today. There is only half a chapter of my leave application. Woohoo)