Chapter 787 What Are They Going to Do?

Stark looked at Alvin's serious expression and felt something unspeakable in his heart.

Everyone has always been friends, but there is one person who always stands in the front when the danger is most dangerous, which Stark can never get used to.

Facing Alvin's serious gaze, Stark glanced at the detector on his arm, thought for a moment and said, "I have a way. Do you still have the keel like yours?"

Alvin nodded confused after hearing this, and then fired at the ground again, activating the level 22 "Frost Nova", which temporarily alleviated the rapidly rising temperature.

Then, without asking anything, Alvin took out a few basketball-sized dragon bones from his space backpack and threw them to Stark.

Seeing that the "violent" biological tissue could no longer seal the crack, Alvin ignored the "violent" wail and tore off a large piece of biological tissue from his body and glued it back together.

Then Alvin, who reacted quickly, took out three pieces of rune Thul and embedded them on a physical glove created by "Volume", adding 42 points of freezing damage to the glove.

Then Alvin pointed his left hand at the crack, driving "Violence" to hit the crack on the energy collector as fast as an air hammer.

With the rapid beating, it can be clearly seen that the temperature there is dropping. Although the speed is very slow, it is under control after all.

Stark took off the steel suit gauntlet on his arm, took off a delicate bracelet and placed it on the crack, then pressed it, and many red flakes popped out of the bracelet to form a round funnel. The shape completely seals the crack.

Then Stark controlled the circular "funnel" to extend a wire and connected it to a piece of keel.

Stark looked at the star map exploding from the keel filling the entire space due to the large amount of energy. He said with satisfaction: "Remember this thing? My fusion reactor can only display the star map for 15 seconds. time."

As he spoke, Stark pointed to several tall energy collectors and said with a smile: "This is actually the energy storage part of this base. The pulse cannons on the ground before probably used the energy here.

Each of them should be independent, and Dr. Banner will find a way to turn off this damaged "battery".

We just need to use up the energy here now!

For the function of consuming energy, what else is more suitable than the keel? "

Alvin breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the dozen or so tall energy collectors standing around and said with a smile, "One less one shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Stark stood in the three-dimensional star map, curiously recording the data inside, and said: "There will be a problem, maybe the artificial sun will reach the critical point faster...

But it doesn’t matter much, we will resolve the matter before then..."

As he spoke, Stark glanced at the strange gauntlet attached to the crack and said with a smile: "This is what I have improved recently. The materials produced by the hell source insects are the best superconducting materials. It can..."

Alvin ignored Stark's bragging. I know every word you said, but I can't understand them together. Let's talk about when you can make these things stupid in the future.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Alvin always feels that none of the scientists he knows are "down-to-earth", as if they can't show how powerful they are unless they study something that ordinary people can't understand.

Ask Stark to make a smartphone, but he hasn't even made a sample yet.

Tactical tablets have been out for several generations, and three-dimensional displays with super-touch functions have come out. I want to use a computer to post on Moments. I don’t know how this guy got rich?

Just as Stark was gushing about his discovery, Dr. Banner's voice came from the communicator, "I am controlling the shutdown of the leaking energy collector, but guys, the temperature of the artificial sun has increased again." elevated.

You must not believe it, but it’s starting to rain heavily over the North Pole now...

We must hurry or God’s punishment will become more severe! "

Stark was stunned for a moment and said: "Have you talked to that Dr. Otto? We need them to build all the drawings and energy models of this artificial sun.

Does that guy have a crisis plan? "

Dr. Banner seemed to be very busy. While he was operating something, he said: "If possible, Principal Alvin had better come up quickly. Frank is so angry that he almost killed the old man just now...

Oh, JJ they brought a few prisoners, you'd better come up and take a look! "

Alvin glanced at Stark and said, "Can you do it alone?"

Stark glanced at the detector in his hand, nodded and said, "No problem, these keels must have some magical functions that I don't know about. Their energy consumption is surprisingly high. If these are really so-called "dragons" "Fossils, then they must have been the most powerful creatures in the world.

It will be finished here soon. You go up and do your business first.

Also, don’t be impulsive!

We will find a way, don't always use the ideas of soldiers to decide how to deal with crises, man, don't always leave us aside at critical moments..."

Alvin smiled and patted Stark on the arm, found an entrance to the maintenance stairs, and ran up the stairs.

Frank was angry. If he really killed that crazy old man, Steve would probably look very unhappy. He would have to go up and persuade him!

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In the public area of ​​the White House in Washington, Duke, the paracord, and the barricade were helplessly kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands. Several nervous Secret Service agents pointed automatic weapons at them and shouted loudly: "Don't move, lie down on the ground~" "

The parasol waved his thick lips helplessly and said in a complaint: "We are our own people. We helped you kill the gunmen outside. Didn't you see it?"

A young Secret Service agent pointed his gun at the ripcord and shouted loudly: "Get down on the ground, get down on the ground~"

Opening the parachute, he held his head helplessly with both hands and slowly lay on the ground in an awkward posture.

There is really no way to do it. Being beaten to death at this time is really unjust, and no one will blame the Secret Service. If three people in his group broke into the White House with guns and were beaten to death, their death was really in vain!

Duke also lay on the ground, but he shouted unwillingly: "Go to the underground safe room of the White House. Those people outside are here to die. They are definitely not just to break down the door of the White House~"

Several Secret Service agents looked at each other, and one of them, who seemed to be the lead agent, looked at Duke's face and said in a deep voice, "I seem to remember, Duke? New York Police Emergency Response Team?"

Duke breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "Yes, I am Duke. Please go down and have a look. Something is not normal here..."

The leading agent pointed a gun at Duke's head with an ugly expression and said, "Why on earth are you here? You were once accused of having contact with a Cobra terrorist.

Tell me, why are you here? "

The leading agent put the pistol on Duke's head and said with a stern expression: "Tell you why you are here? The Vice President and the others have already gone to the underground safe house, which is an absolutely safe place.

Tell me why you always want us to go there?

I have read your profile and you are an excellent soldier, but why are you here? "

Duke did not complain about the agent's doubts about him. Seeing that he was willing to listen to his explanation, Duke quickly said: "I saw that woman on TV. You should know who I am referring to? She had been following the deputy at the time. Behind the President.

I thought there was something wrong here, so I came to Washington with my buddy.

Hey, man, I'm the good guy, you gotta go right now..."

Just as Duke was speaking, fierce gunshots were heard. Large-caliber bullets passed through the wall and fired indiscriminately at the place where Duke and the others were. Several Secret Service agents pointed their guns at Duke and the others. The agent was instantly swept to the ground.

The leading agent nimbly lay down on the ground to avoid a fatal shot, and then nimbly rolled to a hidden place, holding the pistol tightly and waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Duke crawled close to the ground quickly to a dead Secret Service agent and got an automatic rifle from him.

Seeing the parachute ropes and roadblocks that had made the same choice as himself, Duke pointed to the two arched gates ten meters apart on the wall that had been shot through, and shouted: "We go there, we need to fight back, these people All crazy..."

The parachute nodded tacitly. He stuffed several magazines into his belt, turned over to face the ceiling, then moved to the opposite side of Duke, lying foot to foot with him, and then shouted: "I'll count them." Ersan, let’s go together…”

"One, two, three~"

The two comrades, who had a tacit understanding of each other, bent their knees at the same time and pedaled vigorously along with the slogans, sending their companions to where they wanted to go.

Roadblock was holding an MP7 automatic rifle that was small compared to his size. When he saw Duke and the others firing to interfere with the enemy's shooting, the strong man bravely lifted the body of a Secret Service agent in front of him and shouted loudly roared and rushed out in the direction of the paracord.

The surviving Secret Service agent leader spat ferociously with dusty spit, and nimbly rolled to Duke's side, holding a pistol to cooperate with him to suppress the crazy enemy.

Duke, who had already slid along the ground to the gate, saw seven or eight terrorists with machine guns shooting at his position. He had no time to think about what these people wanted to do.

Holding an automatic rifle, Duke rolled nimbly and shot two terrorists to death while concentrating, while shouting for cooperation with the paracord on the other side.

As Duke fought back, a terrorist with a bullet belt on his body turned his gun and pointed it in his direction.

Just when Duke cursed and tried to escape, the Secret Service leader rushed out and shot the machine gunner in the head.

Duke breathed a sigh of relief and killed a terrorist at the same time, and then shouted loudly: "Nice job, buddy! What's your name?"

Now you believe we are not bad people, right? "

The Secret Service agent ignored Duke's question and showed Duke what a close-range pistol attack was.

He rushed into the middle of the enemy with a movement similar to a football slide. The remaining four gunmen were quickly knocked down by him with his pistol before they could even react in which direction to shoot.

This guy from the Secret Service doesn't pursue a fatal blow. He targets wherever he can shoot. His first choice is to hit the opponent and then shoot again depending on the situation.

This may be a bit of a waste of bullets, but the effect is really outstanding. Most people have to give themselves a few seconds to scream no matter where they are shot...

Quickly eliminating the terrorists who attacked their side, the Secret Service agent listened to the fierce gunfire in the White House. He shook his head in pain, then looked at Duke and the others and said, "What do these people want? The White House is just Just a building!

The president has been kidnapped and there is only a vice president here who can’t do anything..."

Duke picked up an M4 rifle from the dead terrorist and threw away the MP7 in his hand. When he heard the shouts of the Secret Service agents, he spread his hands and said, "I don't know, but I know that I will kill them all." Getting rid of it is what we should do now.

Man, I guess there's something wrong here, but I don't know what! "

As he spoke, Duke knocked on the wall with a magazine, then mounted it on the M4 automatic rifle, pulled the bolt hard, and said with a fierce expression: "Kill all the terrorists here, and then let's go down and take a look... …”

The Secret Service agent frowned and listened to the gunshots getting closer and closer. He spat in frustration, walked to Duke, stretched out a hand to shake him, and then said: "I'm Mike Ben Ning, Secret Service agent, I hope what you say is consistent with what you do, otherwise I will kill you..."

As he spoke, Mike Banning glanced at the paracord and roadblock, and said fiercely: "And you..."

Kaisuo didn't like Mike Banning's attitude. He grinned sarcastically and said, "Take care of yourself. There must be something wrong with you internally. Otherwise, how could you let so many enemies in?"

He opened the parachute, raised his eyebrows, spread his hands and said, "Wow, the New York police protecting the White House sounds like a joke!"

Roadblock said while wearing a large number of machine gun bullet belts on his body: "But it's not funny at all. We are on the same side now. Shut your mouth and let us kill all those terrorists."

Are these lunatics just trying to make the White House headlines? "

Duke's mind was a little confused, and he forced himself to calm down, but the figure next to the vice president kept lingering in his mind.

"Maybe it's not the vice president they want, but the suitcase!"

Mike Banning glanced at Duke, who was thinking about it, and said with a straight face: "You need the president's fingerprints and password to open that suitcase.

Our president is not dead yet!

Unless someone launches a nuclear bomb, that suitcase will not be handed over..."