Nick's eyes were firm.
If Coulson could see it, he could naturally see it too.
However, even though we know there is a problem, this is also the best opportunity to completely get rid of Colin Blake.
Otherwise, with Colin Blake's ability to travel across space at will, how could he fall into the trap if he lost this opportunity
Colin laid the bait this time, but SHIELD still has the chance to take it back. As long as they lay out enough...
Nick tapped his fingers on the table, suppressing his thoughts for the time being, and asked, "How is Stark doing now?"
Although Tony was defeated at the first touch in recent battles, which made him quite disappointed, he did not look down on Tony and still regarded him as an important assistant.
This time, some sealed items inside S.H.I.E.L.D. were given to him, and he was also expecting that with his genius brain, he could produce some surprising results.
The only concern at the moment is that the time is too short. He doesn't know whether he will be able to make his new armor before the battle begins.
"He has completely closed off external communications, and it's not easy for our people to go over and disturb him directly, so we don't know his current progress."
Hearing Nick say this, Coulson replied helplessly.
Ever since Tony left S.H.I.E.L.D., he returned to the laboratory in Stark Tower and locked himself up. If they hadn't seen that Tony was still alive when delivering food, they wouldn't even be sure of his life or death, let alone anything else.
Nick frowned when he heard this, then quickly relaxed his brows and said, "Forget it, it's not too urgent now, let him do it himself first."
"Send someone to keep an eye on Blackwatch. After something like this happens, they will definitely take action. I suspect they must have something else to say about the Blacklight virus. Also, Elizabeth..."
Speaking of this, Nick's tone turned unfriendly: "The people in charge of the blockade are all rubbish. They have the strength of an entire armored division, but they can't even block this little place! This is for Elizabeth Green. If it's Colin Blake, humph!"
"Contact the White House and ask them to reinforce with at least one armored division... Never mind, you don't have to do this. I'll let Hill do it."
Glancing at Coulson, Nick changed his tone.
Hill would be more suitable to handle this kind of contact with senior government officials.
"Yes, but sir, this cannot be entirely blamed on poor command at the front line."
"And isn't it inappropriate not to inform General Sid about this?"
Coulson thought about it and asked.
To be honest, the blockade arrangement was not bad, and the West German generals had also been promoted after experiencing war, and they were not just figureheads.
This situation occurs not only because we don't have much information about the enemy, but also because it is the first time we are dealing with such an opponent. The experience gained in the past cannot be said to be completely useless, but it is mostly inappropriate.
In addition, most of Elizabeth's troops were hiding in underground waterways that were difficult to detect. Due to various reasons, the blockade was broken at once.
Now they, SHIELD, are reporting directly to their superiors, which is not a good thing when General Sid is still in power.
"I'll talk to General Sid, and he'll agree." Nick glanced at Coulson and said.
Ostensibly, he asked the White House to send more troops because of this incident, but more importantly, it was for the final use against Colin Blake.
As for the West German general who had also received the secret order from the White House, he would not refuse.
He is an old fox. When facing an unknown but powerful opponent, he will not give up the power in his hands for the sake of face. On the contrary, the old fox will definitely cooperate with him and squeeze more troops out of the White House and the Department of Defense.
"You go ahead and do your work. Let me know if anything happens."
Glancing at Coulson, Nick ordered.
After Coulson left the office, he picked up the phone on the desk and started dialing.
…
Manhattan, the front line.
Since the battle started yesterday, the war has continued until now and has not ended yet.
Although the missiles stopped, the tank shells continued to roar, destroying most of the buildings in the infected area.
At a blockade point, a team of soldiers stood behind the blockade net and monitored the infected area.
Behind him, two tanks and an armored vehicle were parked in the middle of the road, ready to provide artillery support at any time.
Because of yesterday's missile attack, most of the infected people on the ground have been reduced to ashes in the artillery fire.
But we cannot take it lightly because of this.
There are no infected people above ground, but there are some underground.
Even though the military mobilized manpower and material resources to seal off all underground waterways connected to the infected area as soon as they noticed the infection, and sent troops into the underground to blockade it, there were still times when the infected suddenly broke through the ground and attacked the blockaded garrisons.
However, within just one day and one night, hundreds of soldiers had been killed or injured.
You know, even in external wars, the US military rarely suffers such heavy casualties.
"alert!"
Outside the infected area, the officer in charge of this area felt the slight vibration of the ground, his expression suddenly changed, and he made a alert gesture to the soldiers behind him.
When others saw this, they looked a little nervous and their hands holding the guns gradually clenched.
The last time such a big commotion occurred was not long ago when those monsters that could withstand artillery shells broke out.
Now there is another unusual movement, could it be happening again
After reporting the abnormality here, the officer's heart was pounding, and his eyes kept scanning back and forth at several sewer pipes leading to the underground in the infected area.
According to previous experience, the most likely place where an infected person would appear is here.
Peng!
A muffled sound.
A manhole cover suddenly rose seven or eight meters high, attracting the attention of the garrison.
A large number of infected people of strange shapes suddenly poured out from the broken wellhead.
"Fire!"
The well-prepared officer gave the order, and the dense bullets immediately turned into a steel frenzy that smashed most of the infected people into pieces.
During the exchange of fire, the wailing and roaring of the infected made the timid people terrified, and the spraying smelly blood and broken intestines would make those who had never experienced a battle vomit.
However, although the people guarding here are not elite military personnel, they are not rookies on the battlefield.
Although his expression changed a little when facing this scene, he quickly calmed down.
As time passed, under the uninterrupted fire attack, blood and corpses infected the ground. The shaking of the earth gradually stopped, and the speed at which the infected people appeared in the wells that were constantly pouring out also slowed down.
Just when the officer in charge of the place breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, the ground exploded, and a flesh whip similar to the one on Wall Street that day, but less than one-third of the size, suddenly emerged from the ground.
And the moment it appeared, the flesh whip that was nearly three stories high was swung towards the two tanks that posed the greatest threat. In an instant, with a loud noise that could burst a person's eardrums, the two tanks were whipped into two discus.
The earth began to shake once again, and the ripple-like shock wave caused the soldiers stationed here to collapse to the ground with sore hands and feet.
It was not until several seconds later that the surviving soldiers reacted and fired frantically at the huge monster in front of them.
At this moment, the infected people who had stopped pouring in reappeared, including several hunters who were able to withstand several tank shells.
The only officer who still had some sanity left, after reporting the news, took a deep breath, took out a metal photo album and took a look at it, then stepped forward tragically.
…
In the front-line command center, a sudden and continuous ringing of bells rang out.
After answering the phone and receiving the news, several operators' faces suddenly changed and they passed the news to their superiors.
Inside the temporary headquarters.
General Sid put down the phone, thinking about something.
The call was from Nick.
Although he was a little annoyed about Nick's plan, he planned to cooperate.
But what he said afterwards made him somewhat concerned.
"Blackwatch... Experienced..."
After muttering to himself for a while, General West Germany, who had made up his mind, shouted to the outside of the door, "Someone come!"
Click.
The gate was opened, and the gatekeeper in military uniform saluted and waited for orders.
After reading it, General West Germany ordered his confidant: "Go and ask General Peter to come over and discuss the matter of eliminating the virus."
"Yes, General."
The henchman saluted and quickly walked out of the room.
General Sid looked at it, leaning back in his chair, half closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh.
"The water is deep!"
Dongdong…
As I was sighing, there was a slightly hurried knock on the door.
After shouting "Come in", a messenger opened the door and walked in hurriedly.
"Emergency military information, our seven blockade points were attacked at the same time, and the first blockade line has been breached!"
The messenger was a little out of breath, but after hearing this, General West stood up suddenly.
Operations command room.
High-definition satellite surveillance was projected on a large screen, and the West German general stood in front of the screen with a gloomy face.
Below, a group of senior officers in military uniforms with stars on their shoulders looked solemn.
A gloomy atmosphere continued to gather in the room. After a while, General West Germany exhaled and asked, "What are the casualties?"
As Sid finished speaking, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. One of them reported, "According to current statistics, the death toll is 237, including Sergeant..."
The detailed report echoed in the room. General West Germany listened to it. Although his expression did not change, the corners of his eyes twitched constantly.
Just over a day and a night after arriving in Manhattan, the death rate of the entire army has reached as high as one forty percent. Even though it is wartime and even though he is facing an unknown threat, his responsibility is still huge.
Especially when he didn't have any results.
"How is the new blockade line arranged?" Sid asked dully after the person below finished reading.
"The arrangements have been completed... But General, we will be at a disadvantage if we continue like this. We need a new battle plan." The man who responded said seriously.
General Sid raised his head slightly, glanced at him sharply, and said, "Tell me what you think."
"Yes!" The person who answered stood up and said, "Since they are currently hiding underground, I suggest that we use ground-penetrating missiles to attack them."
"But we've tried it before and it didn't help much." One person listened, frowned and retorted.
To deal with enemies hiding underground, they will certainly not forget the powerful weapon, the ground-penetrating missile.
However, unlike the underground fortresses and immobile bases that it had been used against in the past, these infected people were able to run, and they ran very fast under Elizabeth's control.
Even with the generosity of the US military, it cannot continue to carry out such extravagant attacks to kill a few infected people using missiles costing millions of dollars each.
This was especially true after they discovered that the Blacklight Virus could also absorb corpse remains and reconstruct into infected organisms.
"Yes, so we need radars that can monitor any underground movements in real time. Once a large number of infected people gather, we can use earth-penetrating bombs to carry out precise attacks."
"Even so, there is no way to completely eliminate these virus organisms, but at least we can prevent such things from happening again!"
"Where can we get the radar? We don't have time to wait for the military to slowly develop such equipment." asked the West German general.
"I believe Stark can give us good news." The person who responded pointed to Stark Tower.
General Cid glanced at him, nodded slowly and said, "I'll ask Stark."
After saying this, he paused, glanced at the many officers in the command center and said, "I will admit to the military that I failed in this command and request the military to send reinforcements. Before that, blow those disgusting things to pieces for me!"
A ferocious look suddenly appeared on General West Germany's face. The officers below saw it and responded in a stern manner.
…
Boom boom boom!
The roar sounded again, and the fighter jet carrying the missile circled and left the sky after launching the missile.
Below, fierce flames and shock waves swept the earth.
The infected people and several flesh and blood whips that appeared on the surface were also turned into pieces in the explosion.
Below Wall Street, a hundred meters underground, there is a spherical hole with a diameter of ten meters.
Scarlet flesh and blood fungi covered every open space, with thick blood vessels winding from the walls toward the center of the hole, connecting to a flesh and blood ball about two meters in diameter.
There were holes one after another in the hollow walls, and from the distance of the connected passages, a slight squeaking sound could be heard from time to time.
The U.S. military thought that by blocking the sewers, they could block the infection.
But in fact, the infected people in the underground sewers were just superficial. Except for borrowing the bottom lane at the beginning, she later created new special infected people specifically for opening up an underground network underground.
By now, the new underground network has exceeded the coverage of Wall Street and is constantly expanding outward due to the non-stop work of the special infected.
Elizabeth curled up in the ball with her eyes closed, like a baby growing in her mother's arms.
However, after all the hunters sent out to kill Alex died, the corners of her mouth seemed to draw up an extremely happy smile.
(End of this chapter)