“This is the third search team.”

The man with short gray hair and hard-faced face sent reports to the temporary headquarters through headphones loaded in a light bulletproof armor helmet. This is a team responsible for intelligence work on the battlefield. Their armbands are painted with red-bottom shields and golden steel fists with silver skulls embedded on the back of their hands, representing that this force belongs to Victoria Hand's intelligence department. The five-man team is all S.H.E.L.D. agents who followed Victoria Hand during the Hydra Rebellion, and were later taken to the Immortal City to escape the official wanted US government.

There are many such squads, and now they are all scattered around Mount Fenbowent to carry out exploration missions.

The loyalty of these people can be guaranteed because Agent Hand formulated a regulation to use the resources of the Immortal City to arrange their families, and even the education of their children is fully responsible for the Immortal City, without them paying a penny. It can be said that Immortal City controls their loyalty by controlling their families, but this kind of work without paying a mortgage can be retired on time, will not be pulled by the boss to do unknowing human experiments, will not withhold pensions, and there is a large amount of pensions to work far better than their previous treatment. As for the Immortal City's request for giving up superstition, it is easy to accept. After all, it is an era of science, and you only need to verbally give up religious beliefs. The requirements of their BOSS's BOSS are not very strict.

"We found a refugee at the church location. A male, over twelve and under 15 years old, had strange hair color and was unconscious."

"Received." The unfeeling voice of the intelligence officer made Joel feel cold from the bottom of his heart. He had met those intelligence officers, and he knew that those people seemed to have been partially brainwashed to fight against the mental pollution in the more terrifying missions. This change happened after the Punishment took part in a mission on the East Coast of the United States. Joel was not sure what happened at that time. He and his squad were on vacation at New York at the time, but he subconsciously believed that the mission must be related to this year's East Coast earthquake.

"It has been handed over to the chain of command." said the intelligence analyst, "Please hide on the spot and wait for support."

Joel waved his hand and the team immediately dispersed.

Instead of touching the target, they pointed the gun at the boy. The Immortal City had long evacuated the local residents, and it was the most abnormal thing to have a refugee appeared at this moment. However, they did not take this matter too important. After all, there was no approval for the evacuation. It was impossible for a naughty boy to hide it. It was not until now that they discovered it. "I hate the bureaucracy." The only woman in the team opened her mask, "I also hate the smell of circulating air."

"Selina, if I were you, I wouldn't have opened it. Who knows what pollution is here." A slightly younger voice came from the squad communication channel. This was Andreas, who was lucky enough to escape when Hydra rebelled because of his excellent grades. When Victoria Hand cleaned up Hydra agents on the aircraft carrier, Andreas was also pulled into the Immortal City.

Compared to the rest of the team, Andreas is much younger and follows the rules of the SHIELD Academy everywhere. Veteran Selena often teases him. Others don't have much opinions, because anyone can see that the red-haired woman is somewhat interested in Andreas, a young man.

"Biochemical pollution? Don't make me laugh. This is an excuse we used to use." Selena held the experimental model plasma rapid-fire rifle, and she said with a smile. "We all know that this mission has nothing to do with biochemical pollution. We are fighting the devil."

"Scientifically, it should be an external dimension creature." Andreas said muffled. He was responsible for precise shooting, so the gun in his hand was longer, heavier and more precise than others' weapons. He was not always a sniper job, but because of the tight staff now, he had to take the job first. "The order requires us to take a full set of protective measures," he said. "The orders above always make sense."

"It may also be because I want to be lazy, so I didn't modify the guard program. This was what we did when we were in S.H.E.L.D. "Selina told the truth without hesitation. "If we were fighting werewolf or vampires, I would do that. I remember you took sick leave during that mission, Andreas."

Selena took Andreas' words as a breeze, and taught him with the veteran's leisurely attitude. "At that time, there would be women wearing power armor assaulters. We just need to clean the battlefield, but if any drop of enemy body fluids splashed on the skin on the scene, then this person would be done. The werewolf virus is helpless, and those women would kill that unlucky guy on the spot. But look at our mission this time, we were just on the edge of the battlefield. Even if we encounter an enemy, can we still grow feathers?"

"Really?" Andreas asked half-believingly.

The rest of the team laughed. "It would be great if I could grow feathers." Assaulter Victor said happily, "so that when I go to the beauty salon to pull the hair on my butt, I can scare those women."

“I think they’ll choose to molt you with a spray gun, just like they would with a turkey.”

"Okay, quiet! Selena, wear a mask!" The captain Joel did not smile. He kept paying attention to the orders from his superiors in the communication channel, and used his authority to understand the mobilization of squads of the same level as him. As a veteran who participated in the Gulf War, Joel was always troubled by nightmare, and later recruited directly from the army by Victoria Hand and entered S.H.E.L. Because of this, he brought his squad to the Immortal City.

"Be vigilant, support has arrived."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Joel had imagined who would come to support. Is it the second search team nearby, or the sisters who never show up in their faces in power armor. However, when the support actually arrived, he realized that he was outrageously wrong. It was a giant three meters tall and wearing gorgeous golden armor. The giant rode into the church on a high-tech floating vehicle. The search team was stunned by this unexpected support.

"Joel, captain of the third search team of the intelligence department?" The golden giant lowered his head and stared at Joel with blood-red eyepieces. Although the giant's tone was gentle, Joel couldn't help but feel the physiological fear, as if all his attention was filled with this golden giant. He knew that this person was a super soldier of the Immortal City, a super soldier stronger than Captain America, and was directly under the monarch's imperial guards.

He took off his helmet and shook his eyes at the rest of the team, fearing that Selena, the reckless guy, would shoot at the Guards. He had seen Guards train in the arena, and if he wanted, the Guards could kill everyone here in the blink of an eye, and they didn't even have time to pull the trigger.

Joel mustered up his courage and swallowed, "Yes...yes, sir."

"I am Constantine, the Imperial Guard, and I am here to hand over the refugees."

"It's there, sir." Joel pointed to the marble floor covered with thin water in the middle of the church. "We didn't get too close."

"You did right, Joel. Your squad is doing well, including the sniper who has been aiming at me." The Guards praised, "I don't want to disturb you when you continue your mission."

"Yes, sir!"

When the guards grabbed the boy and left the church, Joel suddenly realized that his heart was beating amazingly fast.

"Jesus, who is that person?" Victor came over, "How could anyone grow so tall? That would be a robot?"
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