A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

"Fuck you! It's Raybey, that damn cook!" Vice-Captain Quill cursed.

However, at that moment, a loud bang was heard, and the entire USS Missouri seemed to tremble twice.

William sighed. Damn it, their plane was destroyed, and their only escape route was a submarine.

“This cook is truly a master!” William’s gaze sharpened.

"If we don't take him out, we won't be able to leave this ship alive!"

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Chapter 393 Quill's Ruthlessness

At the stern of the ship, a bandit wearing a black bulletproof vest stood nervously in a corner, his eyes darting around as if searching for something.

He gripped the MP5 tightly and then loosened it, then gripped it again, sweat trickling down his temples. All this weaponry gave him absolutely no sense of security.

"Damn it..." The bandit was drenched in cold sweat. His face was bathed in the warm yellow light of the burning Chinook helicopter wreckage, but his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to feel any warmth.

"Sir, everyone has been killed!" he said in a trembling voice as he pressed the air tube headset.

"What is the enemy's combat strength?" William's urgent voice came through the earpiece; he was eager to know the enemy's intelligence.

"I don't know... I don't know... He looked like a piece of clothing, all black..." The bandit's voice was filled with endless fear.

"A ghost, it's just like a ghost..."

William's face was grim. His soldiers were all veterans of battle, having fought their way through hail of bullets and countless stabs. They wouldn't even blink at a pile of corpses, let alone dead men.

However, he is now afraid of that so-called ghost... It seems that the opponent's power has made his subordinates feel hopeless.

"Go! Get to the stern right now!" William shouted immediately. One great advantage of the galley is that it provides access to everything except the bridge.

"Soldiers, get a good look at what they look like and report it!" William shouted as he ran.

"A black robe, without any patterns, just plain black..." The bandit suppressed his fear, his fingertips turning white as he gripped the gun tightly.

"Oh? You mean... this kind of black robe?" a voice said softly, raising its sleeve and extending it from behind the bandit's face.

"Yes, yes... it's that kind of ordinary yet terrifying thing..."

The bandit spoke rapidly, but as he spoke, he suddenly realized something, and his whole body stiffened. He felt a chill rush from his heels to the top of his head.

The bandit's neck was stiff and his mouth was wide open, like a fish out of water desperately breathing in the salty, humid sea air.

Her eyes widened, and she slowly turned her head to look at the black robe fluttering behind her. Just as she had seen it earlier, the face was dark and obscured, like a black hole.

"Ghost... ghost... ah!" the bandit screamed, then his whole body trembled violently, he coughed up a yellowish-green liquid, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud, dying instantly.

Cao Gui: (。_。)

Am I that scary?

blah blah blah!

A series of rapid footsteps approached, and Cao Gui vanished in a flash. Shortly after, William arrived quickly with his vice-captain, Quill, and two subordinates.

Seeing the stern of the ship littered with plane wreckage and corpses, William's thick-browed, big-eyed old face immediately flew into a rage.

"Damn cook, damn Lei Bai, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to cut you into pieces and microwave and bake you in the oven!"

"Aaaaaah—!"

The vice-captain, Quill, ignored the enraged William and carefully examined the corpses, his usually nonchalant face now showing a hint of seriousness.

"They were all killed with a single, decisive cut, severing the trachea and carotid artery with remarkable precision... I underestimated this chef!"

For once, the vice-captain Quill showed a rare moment of intellectual brilliance.

"Damn it, there are only thirty-odd of us, and ten of them are already dead..."

"God... thankfully we've taken control of the entire ship..." the two gunmen behind William said with lingering fear.

“Go to the captain’s cabin,” Quill said. “The personnel department doesn’t have Ray Bai’s file, so his file must be in the captain’s cabin!”

As he spoke, he hurriedly headed toward the captain's cabin, and the rest of the crew quickly followed.

A short while later, Quill retrieved Ray White's file from the safe containing the nuclear missile codes.

"Formerly a member of a tripartite special forces unit, skilled in demolition, assassination, weaponry, strategy, and tactics, and a recipient of the Silver Star Medal, the Navy Cross, and the Purple Heart... Damn it!"

Quill slammed the thing down on the table; this man was far more troublesome than he had imagined.

William realized something was wrong. Even so, this person couldn't possibly have killed ten of his best men in such a short time. His men weren't that weak, and the other party wasn't that strong either.

"Damn it, what do we do now?" the slightly overweight middle-aged white man asked, rubbing his MP5 incessantly, his face trembling, wishing he could just grab a gun and shoot this so-called special forces guy!

“Have our men immediately seal off all access below deck,” William said. Their target was the Tomahawk cruise missiles and the money; there was no need to get entangled with this guy.

"I have a way to deal with him!" Quill's face flashed with ferocity as he gritted his teeth and said:

"Turn on the fire suppression system and flood the sailors in the foredeck. I refuse to believe he'll just stand by and watch them die!"

William and the slightly overweight white man exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. This guy really did it; that's over a hundred lives, and they were just ordinary sailors.

They would ruthlessly kill anyone who stood in their way, but they never considered massacring their own people.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Quill asked nonchalantly. "None of them like me anyway."

“Alright, let’s do it!” William said immediately. They’ve done massacres before, they just haven’t massacred their own people. Now that the situation is critical, they can’t care about that anymore.

"Hehehe..." Quill grinned and led a few people to turn on the fire hydrant.

"Buzz... William, we'll be there in about ten minutes." This was a voice coming from the channel.

"Our submarine has arrived!" William was overjoyed. Finally, good news had arrived. He immediately ordered, "Smith, destroy the satellite relay station in Hawaii. Don't let them locate us."

"Received!" Upon hearing his words, an old man sitting in front of the weapon system control panel immediately began operating it, and finally pressed a fire button.

Outside the battleship, a Harpoon missile was launched, heading towards Hawaii, hundreds of kilometers away.

"Jack, shut down the propellers, start anchoring, and also, get me back to the Hawaii base," William said angrily.

Outside the bridge, Quill directed seven or eight bandits to open the fire hydrants, and a large amount of seawater was pumped up from below and poured into the foredeck compartment. Instantly, the sailors trapped inside felt the love from the sea.

"Hahaha, my soldiers, have a good bath in there... Hahaha!"

Not far away, Cao Gui watched their actions with suspicion, and after a moment he realized that they intended to use human lives to force him out.

Good idea, but... what do I care if the US Navy dies or not?

"Forget it, let's keep it closed." Cao Gui pursed his lips. If too many people died, Sitwell would be gossiped about, and his credit would be in jeopardy.

Cao Gui stretched out his wrist, and a Beretta pistol appeared. He had just taken it from the bandit, so it wouldn't reveal his identity.

boom!

Gunshots rang out suddenly. The first officer, Quillton, who was laughing heartily, suddenly shuddered. A bullet entered from the back of his head and exited from his forehead, instantly severing half of his face. He fell to the ground with a thud.

"Shit! Enemies!"

The bandits shouted and frantically searched for the enemy, but the next moment, gunshots rang out one after another. Before they could find Cao Gui, they were turned into corpses and fell to the ground, dead.

"Beretta's large magazines are really good..." Cao Gui muttered.

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Chapter 394 I am a Hydra, how could I not be evil!

Hawaii, at a naval base.

General Bates, bored out of his mind, stared at the documents in front of him, occasionally dozing off. If he weren't on duty today, he would have gone home to sleep long ago.

"Hello, hello..." William's voice came through the microphone: "Navy, I told you not to try to threaten us, or I will kill you in revenge!"

Compared to his previous smugness, William's voice this time was filled with exasperation, but Admiral Bates was completely bewildered.

What happened? Honestly, I didn't do anything. It was all those rats from S.H.I.E.L.D. who were causing trouble.

Did S.H.I.E.L.D. succeed?

“Mr. William, I did not allow any aircraft or warships to approach the USS Missouri,” Admiral Bates said in a deep voice. “You cannot harm my soldiers!”

"I don't care about any of that!" William roared. "That damned cook Raybey is seriously hindering me on my ship. Marines, you'd better wait until you pull the Missouri out of the sea!"

William angrily ended the call.

"Fuck you!" Admiral Bates slammed the phone down in anger. This was the first time in a long time that someone had dared to talk to him like that... Oh, and that damn rat from S.H.I.E.L.D.!

"General!" a technician shouted, "A Harpoon missile fired from the USS Missouri has destroyed one of our satellite relay stations, and we have lost contact with the USS Missouri."

"Shit!" Admiral Bates cursed angrily.

"Lei Bai? He just said Lei Bai?" A colonel suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Who is this person?" General Bates asked immediately, as it sounded like the bandits were in big trouble because of this person.

“Captain Lei Bai, a captain in the amphibious special forces.” The colonel immediately replied, “His squad was wiped out in Panama due to intelligence issues. Although he was lucky enough to come back alive, he was discharged from the military for beating up his superior.”

"It seems Captain Arthur brought him aboard the USS Missouri so he could finish his military service..."

"So we still have resistance on the USS Missouri..." Admiral Bates stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming. If that's the case, the SHIELD agents plus this special forces soldier should be able to deal with the bandits on the ship.

More importantly, this matter can be used as an excuse to shirk responsibility from S.H.I.E.L.D. In the end, after receiving the benefits, I can also use this matter to shut S.H.I.E.L.D. up, so I won't have to risk offending Wall Street to speak for them!

perfect!

"Quickly, check the satellite phone signal on the USS Missouri!" Admiral Bates immediately shouted. "Find Captain Ray White and try to make contact with him."

"Also, everyone keep quiet about this. This is our trump card against S.H.I.E.L.D."

However, at that moment, one of the soldiers listening in secretly pressed his phone and sent a message.

Hydra's influence has permeated every aspect of the United States, including the Navy.

Shortly after, Pierce, the acting director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and also a leader of Hydra, received the message and immediately forwarded it to Sitwell.

Sitwell dared not delay and immediately contacted Cao Gui, who was still on the USS Missouri.

"Chef Lei Bai?" Cao Gui looked puzzled. "Hawaii already knows about his existence?"

“There really is such a person…” Sitwell was slightly shocked.

"Yes, but I've already knocked her unconscious," Cao Gui said with a shrug. "And she's tied up with a naked beauty."