A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

"Roger that, Garcia, let us down."

"..."

On a Ford pickup truck.

"Damn bastards, they actually destroyed our drone!" Gwen cursed angrily, her pretty face contorted with rage.

Cao Gui's face darkened. These mercenaries were truly lawless, but the main point was still that wail.

Just now, the mercenaries fired two shots. One shot destroyed their drone, and the other hit some creature... it sounded like a wolf howling.

Thinking of canine footprints on the ground...

"Could that huge creature be a wolf?" Gwen asked, frowning.

"Very likely." Cao Gui nodded, recalling in his mind whether giant wolf creatures existed in the Marvel universe.

Yes, but not on Earth, in Asgard, the giant wolf Fenrir. But obviously, the wolf here isn't that one.

"Let's see what those mercenaries can find."

“Okay.” Gwen nodded, letting them go first while the two of them picked the peaches.

However, to Cao Gui and Gwen's surprise, with a few soft rustling sounds, a five-person combat squad dressed in black combat uniforms emerged from the bushes and appeared in front of them.

These five men were burly and fully armed, equipped with assault rifles, submachine guns, and light machine guns. They exuded a menacing aura and were clearly veterans who had retired from the regular army.

"Oh, boss, looks like we didn't find the wolf, but found the toy first," the skinny black man with hair styled like a rooster chuckled.

Toy?

Cao Gui and Gwen exchanged a glance. Were these people talking about us?

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Cao Gui asked casually as he got out of the car.

"Hahaha, boss, did you hear that? He's interrogating us!" A round-headed, balding white man suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had heard a hilarious joke.

Cao Gui shrugged helplessly. Sure enough, the visitor was up to no good.

Gwen glanced around the car and could clearly see the malice emanating from the five men; they obviously had ill intentions towards the two of them.

Seeing this, Gwen silently pressed a button on her notebook.

Squeak!

"Oh, damn it!" The five men looked pained and quickly took off their headsets.

"Damn it, why did this thing suddenly malfunction?" the skinny black man cursed.

"Headquarters, can you hear me? Headquarters?" the bearded leader shouted hurriedly, but there was no sound in the earpiece, only a burning smell.

"Looks like we've lost contact with headquarters." Seeing this, the round-headed, balding white man shrugged, then chuckled strangely.

"But isn't this a good thing?"

"Little sister, get out of the car. Uncle wants to play a little game with you." The round-headed white man walked to the car window and grinned at Gwen.

"Hahaha..." Instead of scolding him, his four companions stood there watching the show.

In the passenger seat, Gwen's pretty face gradually turned cold. These bastards first damaged our drone, and now they dare to show off in front of us.

"Damn, what should we do?" Gwen suppressed her anger, but still subconsciously asked her boyfriend for his opinion.

"Kill them, you bunch of scum." Cao Gui glanced around and said calmly.

"Hahaha, Zamit, did you hear that? They're going to kill you!" Cao Gui and Gwen's conversation once again drew laughter from the mercenaries.

"Wow, little girl, how are you planning to kill me... Hahaha... Hahaha... Ha..."

The round-headed, half-bald white man named Zamit laughed wildly, but soon his voice changed.

Kacha!

boom!

A bloody hole appeared in Zamit's forehead, his head was thrown back, and a cloud of blood mist burst from the back of his head. Due to the Tyndall effect, the blood mist was very noticeable.

"Shit! Zamit is dead!"

"Damn it, they have guns!"

"Kill them!"

"..."

The remaining mercenary screamed in surprise. He had initially thought they were two lambs, but he hadn't expected them to have guns!

Immediately, he picked up the weapon that was hanging down.

however……

Whoosh whoosh!

A faint whooshing sound rang out as four thin branches flew rapidly and pierced the backs of their hands.

Then the gun pierced through them, and also through their bulletproof vests.

In the blink of an eye, the four mercenaries were unable to even lift their hands.

"Shit!"

The four men who fell to the ground were terrified, but their fighting instincts from years of experience had not disappeared. With their only remaining hand, they quickly grabbed their secondary weapon.

The two people in front of them were not people they could easily bully; they were terrifying individuals.

Whoosh whoosh~

Another faint whooshing sound came, making the hairs on the four men's heads stand on end. The next moment, three of them had bloody holes in their foreheads, and blood mist burst from the back of their heads, following in Zamit's footsteps.

In an instant, of the five, only the bearded leader remained dead.

"..."

Cao Gui leaned against the hood of the car, looking at him indifferently. Gwen stood to one side, holding an M9 pistol in her hand.

The two stood awkwardly, without any trace of tactical maneuvering, appearing weak and easily bullied.

But the bearded man could smell the blood emanating from his four companions; these two were not the weaklings they appeared to be.

"I ask, you answer, is there a problem?" Cao Gui said casually, tossing a small stone lightly in his hand.

"No."

The bearded man acted decisively, following his heart. He was in it for money, not for faith; there was nothing he couldn't betray.

What are you doing here?

"Catch the wolf."

"Hmm?" Cao Gui and Gwen exchanged a glance. It seemed their guess was correct; the giant creature was indeed a wolf.

"Who sent you?"

"Clair White and Brighton White."

Upon hearing this, Gwen checked on her computer:

"Cao, it's White Enterprises. It's a biotechnology company focused on gene development, a very large company, and it has even had connections with Sykes Enterprises."

"These big companies are really annoying."

"What else? How come this wolf is so big?"

"I don't know about that. I'm just a combatant for a private armed company that White Enterprises acquired, and I don't know the reason."

Cao Gui shook his head helplessly, flicked his thumb, and a pebble shot out, piercing the bearded man's head and leaving behind a corpse with its eyes wide open in death.

"Let's go, let's keep looking for wolves...wait?"

Before he could finish speaking, a red glint flashed in Cao Gui's eyes, something had triggered his perception ability.

At the same time, Gwen's hair stood on end; she too sensed danger.

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Chapter 243 The Cunning Beast

New York, northwest of Manhattan.

Claire White stood in front of the screen wall, sighing and rubbing his forehead. The entire large screen wall was covered in snow, and nothing could be seen.

"Hey, Burke, can you hear me? Answer me!" Brighton shouted into his headset, but there was no response.

"Damn it, I'm going to file a complaint against Stark! Their equipment is absolutely garbage!" Braden shouted angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense," Claire said, rubbing her temples. "Let's think about what to do now."

"So what do we do now?" Breeden scratched his head, his expression starting to show signs of anxiety.

“Kreil, you should know that the abomination isn’t over yet. If people find out we created a giant wolf monster, we’ll go to jail!”

"God, I don't want to go to jail."

“Of course, nobody wants to go to jail,” Claire said casually.

“Krell, stop joking. Tell me what to do next,” Braden said hastily. “That wolf monster is evidence of our crimes. We have to get rid of it, or we’re doomed.”

"Tell me quickly if you have any ideas."

“Of course, I always have a way,” Claire laughed. “Come with me.”

With that, Claire led his dim-witted younger brother to the top floor of White House.

“Brother, let me ask you a question,” Claire said as they walked. “What do you think we should do now to deal with that wolf monster?”

“Of course, we’ll kill it with guns and cannons,” Braden said. That was why they sent the bearded man; they not only needed to process the evidence, but also to retrieve the experimental samples used on the wolf monster.

“But our militants have most likely already failed, so what do we do?” Breeden said.

“This shows that our guns and cannons can’t deal with the monsters we’ve created,” Claire said. “At least, we can’t do it on our own.”

"So, bring in the army and let them deal with that monster."

"But wouldn't everyone know then? Wouldn't we go to jail?" Braden asked, puzzled.

Klell shook his head: "Whether or not we go to jail is not determined by the victims. As long as we demonstrate our value, someone will protect us."