A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Upon hearing this, Sitwell's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Cao, take pictures of the two of them and send them to me."

"Huh?" Cao Gui was puzzled. What was he going to do?

"Hehehe..." Sitwell chuckled, "If they dare to make excuses, we'll smear this photo on their faces and guarantee we'll get even more benefits from the US Navy!"

"Hehehe, you're really wicked!" Cao Gui chuckled mischievously.

"Hehe, how could it not be bad!" Sitwell grinned, rubbing his bald head.

"Okay, no problem, I'll send it to you when I get back to shore."

……

On the bridge, William, who had just intimidated Hawaii, felt great. Although he couldn't find the person, that didn't stop him from taking his anger out on Hawaii.

“William!”

A slightly overweight middle-aged man walked over, looking quite displeased.

William's face immediately darkened. Something else had happened!

“Quail is dead,” the slightly overweight middle-aged man said. “Not only him, we’ve lost about ten more people.”

"Shit!" William slammed his fist on the table, his chest heaving rapidly, clearly deeply shocked by the news.

He only had about thirty men in total, and now more than twenty of them have been killed. Even Quill, who was most familiar with the USS Missouri, is gone. How can the plan proceed?

"There's more good news," the slightly overweight middle-aged man said. "The guide rail is complete, and we've already unloaded three Tomahawk missiles. Now we're just waiting for our submarine to arrive."

Upon hearing this, William's dim eyes lit up immediately. Enough, three is enough!

These three coins could fetch at least a billion US dollars if sold, and with only about ten people, that's enough to go around!

"Quickly, call all the men back to the bridge," William said immediately. "Have them come back to defend immediately. We've made enough; we don't need any more!"

Upon hearing this, the slightly overweight middle-aged man paused for a moment, then immediately understood what William meant. He was overjoyed, thinking that as long as he could survive, losing a little money was not a big deal.

“Okay, I’ll call them back right away!” said the slightly overweight middle-aged man.

……

Inside the cabin, the sounds of explosions and gunfire terrified Kem, who huddled in Gwen's arms, too scared to look up.

Logically speaking, she wasn't like that. She had faced danger in Paris, helped her father fight against enemies in Istanbul, and seen all sorts of storms. She was already used to guns and dead bodies.

But for some reason, since becoming pregnant, I have become more and more timid and more and more easily agitated. After some time, the gunshots and explosions suddenly stopped.

Kem panicked: "There's no sound... Damn... could something have happened?"

Gwen was speechless for a moment. Couldn't you think of something better?

"Don't worry, Cao won," Gwen said, sighing slightly. Pregnant women were indeed a bit of a hassle. "He should be back to us in a little while."

On the bridge, the remaining dozen or so bandits had already returned to defend. They were in pairs, occupying key defensive points on the entire bridge. It would be impossible to break through their defenses without suffering heavy losses.

Touching their weapons and looking at their teammates fighting side by side, the bandits felt a little more confident.

This operation was truly perilous. It started off so smoothly, but in less than twenty minutes, one by one, the people around me began to die.

"Guys, give it your all, we're almost there!" the slightly overweight middle-aged man shouted. "Once we finish this job, we can finally quit!"

"Just think, money, beautiful women, yachts, vacations, and a wonderful life await us!"

The slightly overweight middle-aged man's words invigorated the remaining dozen or so bandits. Victory would come when the submarine arrived. Just a few more minutes!

However, a dark shadow flashed below, like a black robe billowing in the wind, hovering in mid-air.

"Shit..."

The thugs were stunned for a moment; this was a superhuman...

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Chapter 395 Poor Chef Lei Bai

"Fire! Fire!"

The slightly overweight middle-aged man yelled at the top of his lungs, "He just looks scary, that's all!"

In desperation, the bandits roared, pulled the triggers, and unleashed a torrent of bullets from their guns.

"Aaaaaah—! You damned monster, you filthy trash, die—!"

The bandits roared desperately, trying to vent their fear. However, a series of bullets struck the black robe, but instead of creating bullet holes, they didn't even penetrate the robe. Instead, the ricocheting bullets injured several of their own men.

"A ghost...it really is a ghost!"

Immediately, several bandits screamed in alarm, their expressions filled with fear.

"Hehe..." Cao Gui chuckled lightly, his black robe suddenly trembled, and instantly, countless cold lights flew out from the black robe, the ear-piercing sound of air being torn apart was sharp and whistling, and under the illumination of the searchlight, they flashed with a chilling light.

"Get out of the way!" the slightly overweight middle-aged man shouted, but it was too late. Several muffled thuds followed.

Everyone, including the slightly overweight middle-aged man, had a dagger stuck in their neck, deeply embedded in their flesh, with only the handle sticking out.

The dozen or so people didn't even utter a sound before they turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

"Fuck!" William, witnessing this scene in the command room, was filled with shock and anger. He was filled with rage and malice.

"Smith, aim all the missiles at all the major cities in the Americas and fire them all!" William gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with ferocity. If I can't live, you can't live either. If we're going to die... then we'll die together!

“Aim at big cities…what big cities?” Smith frantically operated the weapon system. Just like the human brain, a person can only deal with one target at a time. No matter how fast you react, there will always be a sequence of firearms.

The Missouri's weapon system is similar; there is a limit to the number of targets it can identify each time, perhaps ten, perhaps fifteen.

But it's definitely not thirty-two, because the designers of this weapon system never even considered what it would mean to launch thirty-two cruise nuclear missiles simultaneously.

Faced with William's erroneous orders, Smith frantically identified the target and entered the launch procedure, but before he could even enter the launch code, a loud bang was heard and the door to the command room was kicked open.

William, who was furious, suddenly felt his heart stop, instantly turning into endless fear. He grabbed the assault rifle next to him, pulled the trigger, and fired a burst of bullets at Cao Gui.

Cao Gui suddenly waved his sleeve, and a powerful gust of wind howled out, instantly blowing away the incoming bullets. Countless .45 bullets bounced around in the relatively spacious command room, clanging and clattering against the iron walls.

William instinctively ducked under the map platform, but before the unfortunate Smith could dodge, he was torn apart by several ricocheting bullets.

A moment later, the ricocheting stopped. After waiting for a while and not hearing any other sounds, William thought Cao Gui was also gone. He subconsciously poked his head out, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

puff!

A dagger flew over and pierced William's eye socket. William kicked his legs and instantly fell to the ground, dead.

Hey~

[The host has eliminated the rebel CIA members, completing a "Eliminate Evil" mission. Reward: 1 merit points and 5 experience points.]

"Done, that's a wrap!" Cao Gui clapped his hands, and another five thousand experience points were credited to his account.

Cao Gui lightly touched the ground and returned to the cabin where Gwen and Kem were. On the way, he took a picture of Ray Bai and the very capable Miss October. Only after doing this did he call Sitwell to ask the US Navy to come and clean the floor.

About half an hour later, several Black Hawk helicopters rushed to the USS Missouri at full throttle. However, before they even got off the plane, they saw more than thirty bodies neatly arranged on the foredeck.

One row of corpses had neat knife marks on their necks, and the other row of corpses had all their brains exposed. The remaining row of corpses all had daggers stuck in their throats. The neatness of the arrangement made one wonder if it was done by someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Damn it, stop looking, hurry up and save them!" the captain shouted, and hurriedly began searching the cabins. He quickly found the sailors enjoying the impact of the seawater in the foredeck cabin.

This time, they really became sailors.

With the arrival of the first batch of soldiers, the second batch followed closely behind, followed by the third and fourth batches. Before long, Cao Gui and his two companions were found by these soldiers.

Because of William's involvement with the S.H.I.E.L.D. undercover operation, Hawaii thoroughly investigated everyone who boarded the ship during that period and learned the identities of Cao Gui and his two companions. These three were all well-known figures on Wall Street, and Admiral Bates immediately ordered that they not be offended.

He was about to offend Wall Street, and hoped to use this favor to ease the impending tension between the two sides.

He also dislikes S.H.I.E.L.D., but isn't there a reason for that?

Upon receiving the order personally given by Admiral Bates, the soldiers dared not be careless and respectfully brought Cao Gui and the other two out. They even brought a medical team directly from Hawaii after learning that Kem was pregnant and quickly airdropped it onto the USS Missouri to provide medical assistance with utmost care.

Of course, questioning and taking statements were essential, and not only the Navy personnel, but also people from the CIA and FBI came.

When questioned, Cao Gui denied knowing anything about the three-way connection, saying he was unaware and unclear, adding that he had remained in the cabin with his companions and had not gone out.

After repeated inquiries yielded no results, and with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D., Cao Gui and his two companions easily left Hawaii and returned to Los Angeles.

The moment Cao Gui stepped off the plane, he sent photos of Chef Lei Bai and Miss October to Sitwell. What happened next was none of Cao Gui's business.

A few days later, Admiral Bates emerged from a luxury hotel with a livid face and boarded his private jet to return to his base in Hawaii.

Not long after, Admiral Bates issued a strange order: to leave Raybey at the Hawaii base and put him in charge of feeding the pigs there. He would be discharged when there were no more piglets left in the boar pen.

Washington, D.C., headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Trident.

"Haha, Sitwell, well done this time!" Pierce patted Sitwell on the shoulder affectionately and praised him with a hearty laugh.

During the previous negotiations, after a heated exchange, Admiral Bates regretfully stated that the recovery of the USS Missouri had little to do with S.H.I.E.L.D., so he did not need to do anything.

He then proudly pulled out Ray White's file and Captain Arthur's paperwork for transferring Ray White.

This series of actions left Pierce speechless. He could do nothing but angrily curse Bates for breaking his promise and going back on his word. He didn't know Cao Gui's identity, nor did he know whether it was Lei Bai or Cao Gui who had recaptured the entire ship.

Just as Pierce was feeling awkward, Sitwell pulled out a photo. Perhaps because Captain Ray White was well-versed in special operations techniques, the rope binding on this Miss October's body was quite distinctive, somewhat resembling a high-level art form like tortoise shell binding or diamond rope binding.

Add to that the seemingly capable Miss October, and it immediately brings to mind some rather erotic images.

Sitwell was innocent about the photo, saying he got it by accident, while Pierce was bewildered, saying the US Navy was really playing around.

Admiral Bates was completely unprepared and caught off guard, then humiliatingly forced by S.H.I.E.L.D. to sign a number of unequal treaties.

"Sitwell, your transfer is secure!" Pierce patted Sitwell on the shoulder and laughed heartily. "Don't worry, just go back to New York, hand over your work properly, and you'll be transferred to a good position soon!"

"Thank you, sir!" Sitwell said with delight. It was really hard to dislike something like a space carrier.

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Chapter 396 Return to the World of the Black Robe

Los Angeles, a military airport.

The medical staff carefully escorted Kem to the car. Cao Gui opened the car door, got in, started the car, and drove directly to Kem's residence.

"Oh, thank God, I'm finally back..." Looking at the familiar Los Angeles scenery around her, Kem breathed a long sigh of relief. At this moment, she felt a long-lost sense of peace and no longer had to worry or be afraid.

Gwen scratched her hair and gently smoothed it. Although nothing serious happened this time, Kem, being pregnant, was indeed a bit... prone to mood swings.

"Let's wait until she's back to normal," Gwen shrugged, thinking helplessly. Pregnant women are indeed a bit troublesome, and she can't take care of them all by herself.