A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

The Quinjet's external loudspeaker broadcast these words, and at the same time, its belly opened, revealing an M134 six-barreled Gatling gun.

Then, the tail section opened, and eight fully armed combat team members rappelled down.

"Damn it, who are these people?" Gwen gritted her teeth. In New York territory, there were actually people who dared to fly fighter jets around recklessly.

“I told you, you’re not the only special person,” Cao Gui shrugged and said quietly.

At that moment, a huge holographic projection appeared in front of the plane, projecting the face of a kind-hearted man, Phil Coulson, who could be considered the village chief of Marvel's newbie village.

However... what he said didn't sound like something a good person would say at all:

“I am an agent of the Strategic Homeland Defense Security and Logistics Agency, and I demand that you surrender immediately.”

"I suspect you have undergone unauthorized body modifications. You must undergo our interrogation and supervision!"

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Chapter 151 To Kill or Not to Kill?

"Damn it, who are these bastards?" Gwen was extremely annoyed to have a gun pointed at her. This was the first time someone had dared to threaten the NYPD on New York territory.

"You said it yourself, you bastard," Cao Gui said with a shrug, his voice hoarse.

Gwen glanced at him and then turned her head away. This man not only didn't reveal an inch of skin, but he also didn't let his voice slip out. He was really cautious.

Gwen originally concealed her identity to prevent her father from recognizing her, but now someone is forcing her to reveal her identity in a fighter jet and putting her under surveillance...

Be careful from now on!

Gwen felt a chill run down her spine. She thought of the man she was so infatuated with. If her identity were exposed, Cao would definitely be in danger.

"What do we do now?" Gwen's voice turned cold as she asked softly, looking at the machine gun not far ahead and the eight armed men below. They had already landed and were adjusting their stance, taking out their weapons, and were about to attack them.

"Of course, let's start fighting!" Cao Gui stopped talking and switched back to broadcasting via his device.

Gwen frowned. The M134 Gatling gun was no joke; it had a rate of fire of 6,000 rounds per minute, which averaged out to 100 rounds per second.

Moreover, the eight armed men below were already prepared. They took out two devices similar to Gustav recoilless rifles and aimed them at the two men, with two people operating each device.

The remaining four men, each wielding a Barrett rifle, were menacing and filled with murderous intent, clearly regarding them as enemies.

Inside the building, George and his six companions, having heard the noise, rushed out and witnessed the scene before them.

"Sir, are they... military personnel?" the officer asked doubtfully. "This is quite a large-scale operation."

“I don’t know…” George frowned, feeling inexplicably annoyed, finding the Quinjet unpleasant to look at.

"Sir, what do we do now?"

"Have you made contact with the department?" George asked.

"We've made contact," the officer said quickly. "The department has used Stark Industries' satellite to re-establish contact with us."

Upon hearing this, George quickly returned to his helicopter and began to consult with his superiors. The appearance of such a fighter jet in New York was absolutely unacceptable; he had to contact his superiors.

"Ready!" roared the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent operating the recoilless rifle.

"The enemy has not shown any intention to attack. Activate Plan 2 and use stun weapons!"

"Sir, you are ready to fire at any time!"

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Coulson breathed a slight sigh of relief. Not bad, he was a sensible fellow. He could consider making them suffer less.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have ten seconds to consider!"

Cao Gui sneered, then suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Gwen's shoulder, instantly activating the Six Forms.

shave!

"Wh...what!?" Coulson only saw a blur on the screen, and then the two living people disappeared instantly.

"Damn it, where are they? Find them now!" Coulson's expression changed drastically. It turned out he wasn't afraid of them, but rather felt emboldened.

People treated like that must be thinking about how to get revenge, so they're probably still nearby.

Beep beep beep... All the sensors on the aircraft are activated. The Quinjet was not designed for air combat, but rather for searching and suppressing ground targets. Therefore, its radar detection accuracy is high, but its ejection range is small.

"Found them, sir!" the co-pilot shouted urgently. "They're above us... Damn it, they're above us!"

The co-pilot's expression changed drastically. The enemy actually had the ability to fly?

"Quick! Activate the sonic weapon..." Coulson's expression also changed drastically. He roared, but...

Swish!

A pale blue light flashed by, and a huge crescent-shaped slash suddenly descended from the sky.

The expensively manufactured Quinjet fighter was as fragile as paper and was easily cleaved in two.

The dim environment in the cabin suddenly became clear, and blue sky and white clouds were visible overhead. But before Coulson could appreciate the beautiful scenery in the confined space, a huge force suddenly came, making him spin like the drum in a washing machine.

Bang!

Half of the fuselage crashed down, sending up clouds of dust. Fortunately, they hadn't been very high off the ground, so the impact didn't cause an engine explosion.

But the eight armed men weren't so lucky. The still-operating engine spewed out scorching and violent air, and they were instantly blown away. Two unlucky guys were blown into the engine of the other half of the fuselage and shredded into mincemeat.

In the sky, Cao Gui forcefully flung Gwen towards a tall tower.

Gwen was taken aback for a moment, but quickly understood what he meant. With a flick of her wrist, she shot out a spider silk that swung to the top of the tower.

Cao Gui didn't want her to participate in the war, and she was happy to accept that, since she had already achieved her purpose in coming here.

On the other side, Cao Gui, who was falling, suddenly stomped his right foot. With a "poof," a cloud of white mist exploded, and Cao Gui's rapidly falling body instantly rose up.

Looking down at the half-Kunz fighter jet that was still spinning, he snorted coldly, raised his right leg sharply, and then brought it down like a battle axe.

The pale blue vacuum slash struck again, and with a clang, the Quinjet was split in two once more.

This time, the engine could not be saved and exploded with a loud "boom".

Trident headquarters.

Agent Hill stared in horror at the screen that had turned into static.

Destroying a Quinjet with just two strikes—what kind of ability does this person possess? What is that crescent-shaped thing? Technology or superpowers?

Hill swallowed hard, moistened his dry throat, pressed his earpiece, and called out repeatedly:

"Coulson, Coulson! Can you hear me?"

Above the Bronx factory in New York, Cao Gui used his moonwalking technique to return to the top of the building.

Compared to Agent Hill, who was far away in Washington, George and the other six were even more shocked to witness this scene firsthand.

Gwen now realized that what had happened inside the building earlier wasn't just a small favor, but a massive one; they had simply been playing along with her.

"Who...who is this guy?" Gwen muttered to herself, "Could it be Cao...no way."

Gwen suppressed this unrealistic idea. It's true that everyone in China knows kung fu, but not such outrageous kung fu. If they did, there would be no need for Captain America and Robin Hood in the world.

George held the walkie-talkie in silence. The reinforcements from the station would be arriving soon, but now he didn't want them to come.

Coulson crawled out of the ruins below, covered in dust and dirt. All the other crew members were dead.

Cao Gui was speechless. What was this? Such a huge explosion and he was still alive? Was it divine intervention?

And not only did he not die, but he also didn't even lose an arm or a leg. Is he really just a case of "smoke but no injury"?

But then again... should we kill them or not?

Cao Gui looked down at him, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous, but after thinking for a moment, Cao Gui dismissed the idea.

If Sitwell were still a Level 6 agent, killing him would be very beneficial, reducing the pressure on him to get promoted. But killing him now would not bring any advantage. Keeping him around would instead be useful in restraining Nick Fury.

Moreover... Cao Gui didn't want to kill anyone in front of Gwen; they would eventually have to reveal their identities to each other.

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Chapter 152 My Wife Gave Birth

"nypd!"

"Don't move!"

"Hands up!"

Seeing that Coulson was still alive, George and his six men immediately got off the tarmac, armed with submachine guns, and took control of S.H.I.E.L.D. members, including Coulson and the six surviving armed personnel.

As for Cao Gui and Gwen standing on the buildings and towers... Xiudou, they're ruthless people who can tear apart fighter jets with their bare hands. Only a fool would mess with them.

Coulson sighed and slowly raised his hands. He was completely obedient because these police officers really might shoot.

“Hill, I can hear you, but I’ve been arrested by the NYPD…”

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Hill, who hadn't even had time to feel happy upon hearing Coulson's voice, was speechless upon hearing the news of Coulson's arrest. A top S.H.I.E.L.D. agent had actually been arrested by a few New York police officers… This was truly…

“I understand,” Hill said with a sigh. “I’ll have the people in the New York office handle this.”

Seeing this from the top of the building, Cao Gui knew that he was no longer needed here. He jumped through the skylight and disappeared into the building.

Gwen, who was on the tower, was slightly taken aback when she saw this. At that moment, the faint sound of an airplane engine came from the horizon, indicating that reinforcements had arrived.

Seeing the white-masked man leave, Gwen raised her hand and shot out a spider web, which swung away into the distance.

Using the towering industrial equipment as cover, Gwen quickly disappeared from George and his group's sight. She found a residential area, removed her mask and stockings, beat up a few thugs, and took their money and motorcycle back to Manhattan.

Meanwhile, in a warehouse at Woodlawn Cemetery, Thomas Gabbs was pacing anxiously.

"Trey, have you made contact with Mai yet?"

The bespectacled man shook his head: "No, all their frequency displays are normal, but there's just no echo. There must be something wrong with the person."

"Moreover... the Eastern Power Hub's system was only compromised by a little over 70%..."

Upon hearing this, Thomas's face darkened. He knew that Mai was probably in grave danger, but he still couldn't quite believe it, as he knew Mai's fighting prowess.

Dick dick~

Suddenly, the computer started making a constant noise.

"What's going on?" Thomas asked, frowning.

“Uh… someone broke into our cordon, it was… a person wearing a white mask,” Trey said, pulling up the surveillance video and projecting it onto the computer in front of Thomas.