Chapter 1883 The Boss Doesn't Want It, and the Family Wants It

The pink figure just turned his head, the eyes and mouth contours on his face moved, and it seemed to be a smile: "Go on, big beauty. Time is life, and I won't let them interfere with you."

Only then did Wanda come back to his senses: "Are you... a pink bear?"

Mindy smiled and raised one hand and waved, "It's the first time we meet, so it's not polite. Let's save people!"

Bang bang bang!

Several bullets with white light came and penetrated the ground under Mindy's feet.

The energy cores of several robots were blown up while they were still in the ground, and only a little of their heads were barely exposed.

"Okay, concentrate. This is a mission." A voice sounded.

Mindy hehe, and flew away with a swish: "Got it, black bear."

Wanda turned his head slightly, and saw a figure in all-black armor leaving next to him.

The ID of the black bear in the team channel sent her a sentence: "We will do everything possible to ensure your safety, please hurry up."

Wanda's emotions were extremely complicated for a while: This is the Bat Squad!

Thinking of Pink Bear's apparently girlish behavior and the online speculation about her age, Wanda was very ashamed: they seemed to be much younger than him, and they were fighting to save civilians. himself so...

Immediately, she thought of the words of the black fans and double bears: No! To save people as soon as possible! The more people you save, the more you can free up your hands to move freely, and the less pressure your teammates have to protect themselves.

So she intensified her efforts to let the originally panicked crowd continue to pour out.

But the number of robots is increasing.

At this moment, Ultron no longer needs any cover up.

With a snap of fingers, all the real robot legions were dispatched.

The Avengers + Bat Squad Prototype + New S.H.I.E.L.D. agents have a total of less than 200 people. In the face of the number of rapidly breaking through 1,000, which is still increasing, the robot army is blooming everywhere, and the manpower is beginning to be stretched.

They are surrounded by civilians, and the battle is equally limited, but the robot army has no scruples.

In this case, the gap between superheroes and agents is revealed.

The superheroes present can be described as battle-hardened, and most of them also participated in the New York War.

More than 1,000 robots can't compare with the overwhelming Zeta Swiss soldiers + big bug battleships.

Civilians make superhero attacks more troublesome, but only troublesome.

If Ultron doesn't solve it, everyone here must die. In fact, everyone doesn't have so many scruples.

Steve, this old stubborn, has one pulse pistol and one shield, attack and defense.

Two guns, a total of six energy packs, allowed him to fire pulsed bullets at a rate of one shot per second, smashing the shield of the close robot.

With the help of the exoskeleton, he jumped between buildings and streets without any stagnation.

Only the shattering robots around him prove the strength of this first "super soldier".

Even more violent is Angel.

Relying on the thickened super-heavy defense accessories and the prototype that is not afraid of wear and tear, she gave up all defenses and only used the most basic evasion to avoid some attacks.

A pair of huge fists and body shreds the robot in front of him, and the efficiency is not much lower than that of Steve, a super soldier who uses strong pulses.

Electric So Ivan is the most coquettish.

After a long absence, he equipped the prototype with a new generation of super cable armor.

From the bottom of Luke's heart, he directly gave the battle armor a name that best suited its appearance - Octopus.

Because the four auxiliary tentacles have become eight, plus the strongest whip of the super circumcision.

On this battlefield full of enemy soldiers,

The strongest whip doesn't have much use, but the eight auxiliary tentacles can be called magical skills.

While assisting him to wander around the city irregularly, he blasted all the robots that could be seen within the range.

One whip and one robot is by no means bragging.

Frank chose long-range sniper support again. The electromagnetic rifle was aimed at the robot that was killing civilians a few hundred meters away and began to call.

Three shots per second, quality and quantity guaranteed.

His prototype carries guns and bullets the most, which is his favorite way of attacking.

Command action? It's not necessary.

Steve is also a master tactician, and he doesn't have much use right now.

Protecting civilians is the first priority, and Ultron is not an enemy that can be killed by killing a body.

In these two premise, the tactics are meaningless.

Alice is still moving through the shadows and darkness, approaching the robots is a claw, guaranteed to cut them into pieces.

The little turtle master and apprentice formed a defensive circle to protect a large number of civilians to quickly evacuate.

While it's not practically efficient to do so, they can't do it by letting them watch these civilians get slaughtered.

Luke didn't remind them either.

In the current battlefield situation, how to minimize casualties is entirely a matter of metaphysics.

The little turtle master and apprentice did not protect the large group of people, maybe two robots could kill dozens or hundreds of people if they rushed in the next moment.

I can only trust the intuition and strength of my teammates.

Finally, the neuropathy of Wade also came.

He has been wandering around the world for several years. Recently, he happened to be in the sun with his wife in Greece. The moment he received an urgent request from V, his eyes were full of tears.

In the words of this sand sculpture broken mouth, it is: "Boss, do you know that I am poor and only have 5 million left? Well, I came here and spent 1,000 euros on the ticket, can I reimburse it?"

Luke just sent a sentence with V: "Go away!" He decisively handed the rest of the work to Polaris.

A slut who was wronged and acted like a spoiled brat to V and said, "The boss doesn't want it, people want it." He didn't know that he was enveloped by the "anti-Deadpool system", and no one could hear his nonsense.

At this time, the cold voice of the intelligent North Star sounded in his ear: "Mr. Deadpool, the current ratio of points to US dollars in the team is 1:100,000."

Wade's eyes instantly turned green: "One hundred thousand? Immediately exchange all of them for US dollars."

Polaris: "Sorry, Mr. Deadpool. You only have 1327 points in your ID, which is lower than the minimum allowance of 2000 points set for you by Mr. Knight. You can only redeem the points that exceed 2000."

Wade was furious: "WTF! He dares to hack the money from labor and capital?"

Polaris: "Sorry, Mr. Deadpool, you don't have the money to embezzle others."

Wade was so angry that he yelled, rushed into the pile of robots that had just emerged, and fired wildly with one knife and one shot: "One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand..."

Polaris: "Sorry, Mr. Deadpool. Currently, each robot only has 0.1 points, and the total points for the task of protecting the lives of civilians is only 100,000. At the end of the mission, the points will be distributed to each participant's account according to their contribution."

"What?" Wade's subordinates paused: "Isn't that only $10,000 for a robot? Well wait, $10,000 for a robot?"

He suddenly remembered: New York fought a Zeta Swiss soldier for one point, because points were not worth much at that time, and one point was only five hundred yuan. .

Now it's 100,000 yuan per point.

So, each robot soldier here is actually twenty times more "expensive" than a Zeta Swiss soldier?