Chapter 137 Information Warrior Fu Qinghai

A bone-white heavily armored warrior and a dark blue symbiote warrior, both of similar height and build, strode towards the glass and metal building.

Fu Qinghai's deep voice came from the loudspeaker of the neck armor:

"Ron, before the battle starts, I have to tell you two pieces of bad news."

"Which one do you want to hear first?"

Ron showed half of his face from the gelatin package and said speechlessly:

"...Is there any difference?"

"The first one." Fu Qinghai said:

"It wasn't long ago that I had a falling out with Hydra."

"When we meet the characters from the Hydra camp later, they may attack us. You must be mentally prepared."

Ron tilted his head and asked, "Why?"

"Because my behavior of robbing other gangs was discovered by Hydra."

Fu Qinghai said calmly.

Well, it's you, Qingshan, you are the one who robbed the thieves of your own camp.

Ron nodded to show that he accepted the result.

Anyway, he can also get assimilation points for killing Hydra's people.

"The second one."

Fu Qinghai looked ahead and said calmly,

"If the Insight Plan in front of us is the big plan that Dr. Zora mentioned, then this plot line mission, both you and I may lose."

"Okay." Ron shrugged, half of his face covered by dark blue gelatin again. "I don't mind. It's not like I haven't failed in storyline missions before. As long as I'm alive, that's all."

"Loser!"

A deep sound came from Ron's body.

"Shut up!"

Ron let out one last roar of anger, and then his entire face was covered with symbiote tissue again.

…

At this time, in a small town outside New York, Westchester National Forest Park.

The abandoned mine is still quiet and no one comes to explore. A battle once took place here.

There was only a middle-aged white man wearing a loose gray security uniform, dirty big-toed leather shoes, and with a greasy belly. He stood in the middle of the mine laboratory, looking at the destroyed experimental equipment around him and the charred and broken corpses, frowning.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"What the hell... is going on?"

…

Under the towering building, Fu Qinghai looked at the ground in the distance that was slowly cracking. The place where there were originally pools, fountains and green belts was now slowly cracking into several huge holes, as if a huge monster was about to rise from it.

Fu Qinghai threw a black miniature headset to Ron and said,

"Qingming told me that Captain America divided his men into four teams, corresponding to the three aerospace carriers and the Hydra Supreme Council respectively. This gives us the opportunity to defeat them one by one. We will split into two groups. You jump down from the rift, and I will go through the underground passage. We will meet up at the aerospace carrier that takes off first. They may be the weakest team."

This is Fu Qinghai's strategy. Since it is certain that the plot line mission has most likely failed, don't take risks. Pick the weak ones first, and earn as many as possible from assimilation points. If the points are too difficult, withdraw.

Ron asked:

"Then why don't we go directly to Captain America's team while they are divided? After we kill him, the SHIELD camp will be without a leader and will be in chaos."

Captain America is the core leader of the superheroes, that is for sure, but Fu Qinghai looked at Ron seriously and said:

"Captain America can hold off anyone, including Thanos."

Fu Qinghai said:

"We are just trying to earn assimilation points. There is no need to risk our lives for Hydra. If we can't kill it with one strike, it will be troublesome if we are entangled by Captain America."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Ron put the micro headset to his ear and was immediately wrapped in the dark blue gelatin there. Then, the symbiote warrior got on all fours and ran towards the slowly cracking dome of the underground base in the distance like a swift beast.

Fu Qinghai also walked into the building and walked quickly towards the entrance of the underground base, against the flow of people fleeing outside.

"The route map and the structure diagram of the underground facilities of the Triskelion Base have been transmitted to the Blue Shell's built-in system and projected onto the eyepiece display."

Qingming's voice rang in his ears. In the upper right corner of Fu Qinghai's vision, a slowly rotating translucent three-dimensional structural diagram appeared. That was the underground structure of the Triskelion Base. In the upper center of his vision, a translucent red scissors jumping up and down appeared. That was the route guide.

This is the benefit of artificial intelligence. It may not be very effective on a wilderness alien battlefield, but on Earth, a lot of information intelligence work and hacker intrusion work that Fu Qinghai originally needed to collect and organize in advance can now be handled by artificial intelligence.

During the one or two minutes that Fu Qinghai and Ron were talking, Qingming was not idle. He immediately organized the fragmentary information he could collect at this stage into usable tactical decision-making support suggestions.

Fu Qinghai pushed open the security iron door with his head, raised his foot and kicked the elevator door away.

Fu Qinghai stood in the elevator, and Qingming reminded him:

"The body on the left, the woman with glasses, the access card on her chest has higher authority."

Fu Qinghai leaned over and pulled out the access card from the woman's shirt, swiped it on the elevator, pressed the button for the basement, and the elevator slowly sank.

Fu Qinghai only focused on the battle situation in front of him, while the artificial intelligence could analyze every picture captured by Fu Qinghai's eyepiece frame by frame, without missing any details, including the corner of the card sticking out of the pocket of the corpse on the ground.

The elevator door opened, and Fu Qinghai walked out slowly, holding the grenade launcher and aiming.

Qing Ming said:

"Go forward eleven meters. The wall on the right is thinner and can be directly knocked open."

Fu Qinghai lowered the muzzle of his gun, walked forward quickly, then lowered his shoulders and slammed hard against the wall on the right.

With a "crash", accompanied by the collapse of cement bricks and the breaking of steel bars, Fu Qinghai came to another passage.

"The intrusion into SHIELD's external firewall has failed. We recommend taking option two. Go forward fifteen meters, turn left and then right."

"Um."

Following Qingming's instructions, Fu Qinghai came to the computer room and kicked open the iron door. The computer room was empty. Fu Qinghai took out a small USB flash drive from the weapon belt around his waist and inserted it into the USB port of the huge chassis of the server in the computer room.

The dark screen lit up instantly.

Fu Qinghai held the gun and turned to walk out of the computer room.

"In three minutes, I will take over all surveillance and access control systems at the Triskelion Base."

Qing Ming said.

A small, slowly advancing progress bar appeared in the upper left corner of Fu Qinghai's eyepiece field of view.

Qing Ming obtained the underground structure map of the Triskelion base by invading the server of the construction contractor who was responsible for building the base. However, it was not so easy to invade the network firewall of S.H.I.E.L.D., so he resorted to physical internal intrusion and used the internal LAN to bypass the network firewall.

Under Qingming's guidance, Fu Qinghai did not follow the original route to the underground base, but instead crashed into the wall all the way, making full use of the Astartes' tremendous strength and the sturdiness of the power armor to forge a shortcut.

The speed was not much slower than Ron who was walking overhead. When the dark blue symbiote fell from the sky and landed on the hull of the aerospace mothership with a "bang", Fu Qinghai just walked out of the passage and shot dead the Reincarnator guarding the boarding bridge with one shot.

An Imperial soldier, armed with a black blaster and wearing the white armor of a Star Wars Stormtrooper, fell to the floor.

It's too obvious a reincarnation look.

Fu Qinghai looked around vigilantly, walked past the dead body of the white soldier with his gun in hand, and whispered:

"The Empire is ashamed of you, soldier."

A bloody hole appeared on the reincarnation's chest.

This shows that the composite plastic armor of the Imperial Army soldiers is still very strong. You know, if a naked body is hit by a grenade, it will explode directly into a bloody mist.

Fu Qinghai was quite interested in the E-11 blaster rifle, but now was not the time to collect trophies.

The aerospace mothership had broken free from its restraints and was slowly rising. Fu Qinghai leaped forward and jumped into the passage of the aerospace mothership.

The heavy sound of the landing did not alarm anyone. S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra were fighting fiercely inside the helicarrier, striving for control of this behemoth.

Fu Qinghai maintained the composite bolter in semi-automatic firing mode. There were no thick walls inside the helical mothership. Fu Qinghai, who had activated the active and passive perspective, was equivalent to activating the full-map cheat, which was even more excessive than in the mine. He slowly advanced with the bolter in hand, using the advance knowledge of the perspective and the reaction ability of the Astartes superman to kill the enemies one by one with one shot, and moved towards the depths of the helical mothership.

"Bang!" fell to the ground.

"Ah, it's you!"

"Bang!" fell to the ground.

"Team B, pay attention, there are people behind us..."

"Bang! Bang!" fell to the ground.

With the reaction speed of the Space Marines, when two people suddenly meet in a narrow corridor, it is often the Space Marines who take aim and pull the trigger first. This has already made Fu Qinghai strong in such complex terrain. In addition, he also has the perspective plug-in, which allows him to move forward smoothly without any obstruction.

Fu Qinghai worked from the bottom up, while Ron worked from the top down.

Attacking from two directions, Fu Qinghai arranged the pincer attack that White Scar was good at.

(PS: Not the pincer attack in "Tenet")

Compared to Fu Qinghai's precise killing and steady advancement in the lower passage, Ron's battle on the top deck was much more violent.

The loud noise when the symbiote fell on the hull instantly alarmed the Reincarnations from the SHIELD camp who were preparing to seize the deck.

Hate knelt on the top of the ship, his evil eyes swept through the reincarnations one by one, and instantly locked onto the tallest and strongest one among them——

A green-skinned orc warrior with a giant axe, black hair and protruding fangs, an orc from the World of Warcraft universe.

The dark blue symbiote swooped down.

"roar--"

The orc warrior roared with spit flying, and rushed forward fearlessly with a huge axe in hand.

With one blow of the axe, a large piece of the hateful arm was cut off. The sharp mouth opened and let out a howl. The strong dark blue claws grabbed the two wrists of the green-skinned orc. The two people of almost the same size hugged each other and rolled into a ball in an instant.

The other reincarnations didn't care about friend or foe, they raised their weapons and fired continuously at the two people who were hugging each other and rolling in a ball.

One was dark blue, the other green, the two muscular monsters roared at each other, rolled over, and wrestled with their arms bulging.

The dense bullets of the Reincarnations hit the dark blue symbiote, but were all blocked by the instantly hardened gelatinous skin, leaving only muffled "puff puff puff" sounds, as if glass marbles were hitting thick leather.

The bullets that hit the green-skinned orc exploded in balls of blood. The green-skinned orc's shoulders, back, and thighs were hit successively, making him scream.

Hatred seized the opportunity, opened its big mouth, and swung out its wet scarlet tongue, which immediately wrapped around the orc's thick neck and tightened. The orc warrior was continuously hit by his teammates' bullets, and his breathing was blocked. His strength gradually weakened, and his arm gradually fell into a disadvantage in the wrestling with the symbiote. The palm holding the giant axe began to loosen, and the big mouth on Hatred's face suddenly expanded to an exaggerated extent, and bit the entire head of the green-skinned orc in one bite.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound of cervical vertebrae breaking.

There was a "gurgling" sound in Hatred's chest, and a high bulge slid down the symbiote's thick neck, and the big head was swallowed into its stomach.

Hate slowly put down the headless orc warrior in his hand, stood up and looked at the reincarnations in front of him.

"Ahhh—"

A blonde, busty female reincarnation screamed, turned around and ran into the passage.

The thick and long tongue swept across the fangs, hatred twisted his neck, smacked his lips, and strode towards the fleeing reincarnations.

"Orcs, they have no brains and are not tasty."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A low, muffled voice commented.

Not all the reincarnations were frightened. A middle-aged man shot at Hate and turned around and shouted:

"I'll cover you, go grab the Quinjet on the landing deck and use the fighter's machine guns to deal with it!"

Upon hearing this, several teammates immediately ran towards the rows of black sci-fi fighter jets neatly parked on the deck.

Hatred turned his head, determined the priority of the threat, gave up on the middle-aged man in front of him who was firing a gun, and turned to chase after the Reincarnations who were running towards the Quinjet.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man curled up a barely perceptible smile, put away the Ots-14 assault rifle filled with accessories in his hand, turned around and ran into the passage.

A short man in a white tights with a red dot on his forehead like the rising sun flag drew his samurai sword and shouted,

"Kiai!"

Then he rushed towards the symbiote with his knife.

"Bang!"

Claw of Hate swung his hand and slapped him away.

A woman climbed into the Quinjet, but after some operations it didn't start for a long time. She bent her knees in hatred and jumped up. With a "bang", she climbed to the nose of the Quinjet. She clenched her left fist and hit the cabin glass hard. The windshield was full of cracks after one punch. Her right hand turned into a sharp long thorn and stabbed hard from the crack.

"Snap!"

The dark blue spike pierced the woman's chest, and her whole body was nailed to the seat.

At the same time, another man in a S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform got into the Quinjet and successfully started it. A multi-barreled rotary machine gun extended from the belly of the fighter, and as the nose of the fighter turned, it madly fired at Hate.

"All, all, all!"

Countless shells carried huge kinetic energy, knocking the symbiote all over the place, and dark blue colloid splashed continuously. Hatred quickly jumped off the war head and hid among several fighter planes, avoiding the crazy shooting of machine guns.

After the man in the S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform used a machine gun to force back the symbiote, he quickly turned the knob and pushed the operating lever. A blazing blue flame spurted out of the tail of the black Quinjet, and the fighter took off on the spot and flew away quickly.

Hatred, lying between the two fighter planes, could only look up and watch the fighter planes leave.

…

"We have obtained full access to the Triskelion Base's surveillance and access control systems, and are currently analyzing past surveillance video footage."

Qing Ming's electronic female voice said.

Fu Qinghai ordered:

"Pick out and organize the valuable information, and send it to me as a battle note."

"Yes, Master."

The aerospace carrier continued to rise, half of its hull had already protruded from the dome of the underground base, and the sunlight shone on the black and gray hull.

Deep inside the aerospace mothership, the power core room.

Fu Qinghai has chased here, and this is a dead end.

Fu Qinghai saw from afar a woman squatting on the ground arranging something. A black man wearing a blue blanket with ancient patterns stood in front of the woman with his back to her, looking at Fu Qinghai fearlessly.

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and fired two shots.

"Da! Da!"

The black man waved the blue blanket on his shoulders and covered himself with the blanket. A translucent blue door-shaped energy shield instantly appeared, blocking the incoming mass bomb.

"Bang! Bang!" Two explosive warheads exploded, creating a ball of fire on the blue light curtain, but failed to shake the shield at all.

As the view through the eyepiece zoomed in, Fu Qinghai saw the woman squatting on the ground, apparently setting up a bomb, while the blanket worn by the black man was covered with intricate patterns in the style of ancient African tribes.

"Wakanda?"

Fu Qinghai asked loudly.

The black man nodded and replied loudly:

"Border tribes."

Fu Qinghai took off the drum magazine from the composite grenade launcher and threw it on the ground. He put his right hand on the weapon belt at his waist and touched the Scorpio bomb inside.

The woman squatting on the ground seemed to have arranged the bomb. She stood up, looked at Fu Qinghai, and asked in the same loud voice:

"Warhammer 40,000?"

This is a mixed-race black woman with a tall figure and dark brown skin.

Fu Qinghai nodded and prepared to load the Scorpio bomb, which needed to be loaded separately, into the gun chamber.

This is a dead end. The two can no longer escape. Should they use a knife or a gun?

Fu Qinghai weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

The black woman smiled, raised a sci-fi short and thick cylindrical gun in her hand, and fired a shot at the wall next to her. An oval orange halo instantly appeared on the wall. The woman glanced at Fu Qinghai and whispered,

"Goodbye."

After saying that, the two of them dodged and hid in the orange circle of light and disappeared.

Huh?

Fu Qinghai was shocked!

There were too many sci-fi weapons in the reincarnation world. Fu Qinghai didn't recognize the short and thick cylindrical gun at first, but he recognized the orange halo at first sight.

The portal gun from Valve's classic game "Portal" series!

The official name is "Aperture Technology Handheld Portal Device".

A classic sci-fi equipment that has been paid tribute to by countless games and film and television works.

To be honest, the moment he recognized the portal gun, Fu Qinghai admitted that his greed was aroused.

Even when Fu Qinghai saw Green Lantern's ring, he had never felt such a strong desire to possess it.

Things like lamp rings are always linked to emotions, moods, and will, which is very idealistic. Not only do you need to get the approval of the lamp ring before you can wear it, but the lamp ring will also be attracted away from or even seized by more qualified people. The metaphysical and idealistic energy of the emotional spectrum is not liked by the materialistic science and engineering man Fu Qinghai.

Weapons are weapons. Weapons should not have their own emotions and judgments, let alone weapons that control their users.

But the portal gun is different.

Not to mention how cool this portal gun is, just say that it is a purely technological equipment. Even Fu Qinghai, a magic idiot, can use it and try to study its principles.

If Fu Qinghai had a portal gun, the Supreme Sorcerer's Dimensional Gate would instantly become less useful.

Just as Fu Qinghai was standing there feeling lost and lamenting that he had missed the portal gun, the red light of the bomb on the ground in the distance flashed twice and then exploded with a loud bang.

"boom--"

Facing the incoming large ball of scorching orange flames, Fu Qinghai simply raised his arms to cover his goggles.

The shock wave of the explosion forced Fu Qinghai to take a step back, and the raging flames engulfed Fu Qinghai.

The fire died down and the flames disappeared.

Fu Qinghai had already turned around and walked back, with the front of his armor charred black by the smoke.

The floor beneath my feet trembled and a teeth-grinding groan came from deep within the aerospace mothership. It was the sound of the metal structure twisting and deforming, and the huge hull began to tilt and fall.

Along with the noisy noise, Ron's voice rang out in the communication channel:

"Hiss... Qingshan, the battle on my side is over. I killed three and a few ran away."

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"I'm done here too. Two of them escaped. The power core of the aerospace carrier was blown up. Let's leave here quickly and head to the next aerospace carrier."

After saying that, Fu Qinghai leaned over and picked up the drum magazine that had been blown dozens of meters away by the shock wave of the explosion, and inserted it back under the gun.

There are two mass-explosive bombs inside, we can't waste them.

Fu Qinghai quickly ran out of the crumbling aerospace carrier and, according to Qingming's instructions, led Ron to the next aerospace carrier that was taking off.

As for the first one, it was blown up, so it was blown up. Fu Qinghai didn't care. Ever since he realized that the Insight plan was a complete scam, Fu Qinghai's goal became to kill as many people from the SHIELD camp as possible to earn assimilation points. As for whether the aerospace carrier could take off as usual and whether the Insight plan could be implemented smoothly, it was none of his business.

In Philadelphia, hundreds of kilometers away from the Triskelion Base, in a dilapidated old apartment, a man and a woman walked out of the blue light circle on the wall.

As she stepped out of the aperture, the black woman said into the headset:

"Captain, Team B has completed its mission. We have suffered heavy losses and our personnel are seriously incomplete. We are requesting to withdraw from the battle."

Steve Rogers' steady voice came from the headset:

"Received. Permission to withdraw from the battle."

From the sound it seems that there is still a fierce battle going on over there.

The black woman held the portal gun in her arms, sat on the sofa, lying on her back, panting and saying:

"Phew, our battle is over. It depends on how the plot line will develop next."

......

　Thanks to the reward from book friend Tianzheng No. 7.

(End of this chapter)