Chapter 125 The Second Attack

At the entrance of the cave, several smoke bombs were thrown in. These small pinballs exploded, emitting thick smoke that filled the air near the entrance of the cave, quickly blurring everything around them.

The Hulks in the cave immediately felt something abnormal. The acrid smoke poured into their lungs, causing strong discomfort, so that they had to cover their mouths, coughing desperately and huddled in the corner.

"Cough cough cough hold on, dad will be back to save us soon... cough cough cough."

"Now, rush in!"

A loud shout came from outside the cave. Following the shout, more than a dozen warriors wearing golden power armor rushed in regardless of their safety. Each warrior held a large-caliber firearm in his hand.

While their helmets helped them filter out the smoke, they also scanned the location of the remaining Greenskins, displaying the target clearly in their field of vision.

For these greenskins, the unbearable smoke has become the best camouflage for the warriors.

When they got close, the golden-armored warrior raised his gun without hesitation and accurately aimed at the green men. The sound of shooting resounded across the battlefield, and bullets fell like raindrops, flooding into the bodies of the Green Hulks.

The green Hulks tried to resist, but their movements lagged far behind the speed of the warriors.

The moment the gunfire rang out, bullets hit their bodies one after another, their flesh was torn apart and blood splattered everywhere. Their bodies trembled under the impact of the bullets, like fallen leaves blown up by the strong wind, and finally fell powerlessly.

However, in this bloody massacre, there was a Hulk hiding at the back who escaped the fatal blow.

He let out a cry of pain, and his body was only hit by a few stray bullets, so he did not fall to the ground immediately.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to eat you!" He looked at the corpses of his brothers and sisters on the ground, his voice roaring and shrill, and then he rushed towards the golden-armored warriors angrily, waving his hands fiercely, trying to use his own Fight back with anger.

However, the next second, the golden armored warrior led by Hulk suddenly appeared in front of Hulk, holding a sharp blade in his hand. Before Hulk had time to react, his throat had been cut with a knife, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Hulk's voice stopped suddenly, his eyes were full of pain and unwillingness, his huge body fell weakly, and the flame of life was extinguished.

The leader of the golden power armor warrior pressed the communication device expressionlessly, "The cave is under control, continue to clean up the outside."

The remaining golden-armored warriors quickly dispersed and walked towards the Hulk bodies on the ground. They held firearms and began to deal the final blow to the green-skinned Hulks who fell on the ground.

The gunshot rang out again, hitting the Hulk on the ground with perfect accuracy. The movements of the golden-armored warriors were swift and calm, and they sent bullets into every target without any hesitation. The Hulk corpses lying on the ground trembled in the sound of gunfire, and blood spurted out, forming a cruel scene.

However, what is surprising is that a few lucky people among them actually survived with their extraordinary physical fitness. They struggled painfully and tried to get up.

With a few muffled sounds, the heads of the surviving Hulks exploded, with blood and brains splattering everywhere.

Calm, efficient and without mercy.

These thunder warriors move with ruthlessness and recklessness, performing tasks like machines. Their movements are smooth and precise, without any unnecessary movements, and every step is like a carefully planned dance.

The firing sound of their weapons was like a hymn of death. Without hesitation or cowardice, they used practical actions to interpret the meaning of their existence.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Bai Ye, wearing a Hulkbuster mecha, fell from the sky and stood firmly outside the cave. His figure was tall and mighty, and the mecha's armor shimmered in the sunlight, like an indestructible silver god of war.

Bai Ye glanced across the cave and saw the Thunder Warriors who were busy cleaning up the mess. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a satisfied look.

He had received the video that had just been sent back from his computer. In this bloody battle, the ruthlessness and efficiency shown by the Thunder Warriors was exactly the result he expected.

When the leading Thunder Warrior saw Bai Ye's appearance, he immediately put down what he was doing, hurriedly walked up to him, raised his head and saluted. His movements are smooth and majestic, showing respect and reverence for Byakuya.

"You're here." His voice was firm and his eyes were resolute. The Thunder Warriors behind him also stopped what they were doing, turned to Bai Ye and saluted, their movements consistent and neat.

Bai Ye waved slightly, indicating that they could put down their hands, "You did a good job, keep cleaning up."

Hulkland is not the most difficult existence to deal with among several large pieces of wasteland, and there is still work to do next.

Hearing Bai Ye's words, the Thunder Warriors immediately returned to normal. After checking that all the Hulks on the ground were dead, they quickly exited the cave and hunted down the remaining Hulks with the troops outside.

Not all Hulks are cowering in Banner's house, and many of them should be enjoying the benefits of being the owners of this land in a brothel or bar.

But they soon ran out of fun.

There was a mechanical clicking sound from the cave entrance, and then, Hawkeye and the little robot Helby, wearing golden power armor, walked in from outside the cave.

"Ah, you guys are here." Bai Ye turned his gaze away, opened the helmet of the mecha and smiled, "Send a message to Pietro and Frank, tell them that we are finished here and they can start."

After hearing Bai Ye's order, Helby's electronic screen immediately began to flash, showing a pixel animation. A small envelope leaped out of one mailbox and landed in another.

After a few seconds, the animation changes to a check mark, indicating that it has completed the transfer.

Outside the White House, in a somewhat dilapidated house.

The Punisher sat on one side of a wooden table. He was dismantling a weapon with skill and speed. This was just an entertainment activity for him.

A variety of firearms and ammunition were placed on the table, obviously in preparation for the upcoming action.

Quicksilver stood quietly in front of the window of the room, raised the telescope in his hand, and cast his gaze at the White House in the distance. From the appearance, it seemed that it had not been repaired for decades.

An hour ago, he took Frank to this abandoned hut and waited for orders as Bai Ye said.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed across his waist. He reacted instantly and reached out to take out the thing. It was a small and sophisticated communicator, emitting a faint blue light.

He gently pressed the button on the communicator, and a line of small words immediately appeared on the screen:

The action begins.