Chapter 138: Lose the Person but Not the Talk

"The internal structure of the Blue Shell was damaged by 3% in the explosion. The rebirth protocol has been activated and is being repaired. 3%, 2%, 1%..."

The living metal loaded with the Pseudo-Rebirth Protocol began to automatically repair the damage to the delicate structure inside the armor.

"The reincarnations of the Hydra camp have all arrived at the Triskelion Base."

Qingming selected several surveillance images and projected them to the upper right corner of Fu Qinghai's eyepiece field of view. Fu Qinghai took a look and found that it was the gang of Wushe Naiden.

Baron Zemo also started to recruit people.

This is normal. From the moment Captain America led his team to break in, Fu Qinghai had predicted that this battle around the Insight Project would inevitably develop into a big melee between the two camps.

The plot line of the reincarnation world is complicated and there are too many variables. Instead of slowly exploring it like a detective puzzle game, the simplest and most direct way is to just pick up your weapons and smash the heads of the reincarnationists in the enemy camp.

Although it seems that the SHIELD camp is more powerful at the moment, this is a situation that can only be seen from the perspective of a reincarnation at Fu Qinghai's level. He has access to enough and wide-ranging information, and the characters in the plot he has come into contact with are of a high enough level. He has a general understanding of the overall situation, so he can come to such a judgment.

For ordinary reincarnations, why bother with so many things? Just do it.

The outcome of a battle cannot be determined simply by comparing levels and strengths. No one can predict the outcome before the fight officially begins.

Just like the Battle of Manhattan, the reincarnations, who are tired of plotting and repeated testing, need an opportunity for a direct confrontation.

The Insight Program provides such an opportunity.

…

Fu Qinghai took Ron back to the steel corridor bridge. Fu Qinghai looked down and found that the black E-11 blaster rifle next to the body of the white-armored stormtrooper soldier was gone.

"Who took my gun?"

Fu Qinghai asked with a frown.

"What gun?"

Ron asked, confused.

However, Fu Qinghai was not asking Ron this question, but Qingming.

Qing Ming instantly reviewed and analyzed the surveillance video of the corresponding area, and then a new translucent arrow appeared in the eyepiece field of view, indicating the direction.

Fu Qinghai whispered, "Ron, follow me."

The power of the blaster rifle is just so-so. The E-11 model is the standard equipment of the Imperial Stormtroopers. It is completely incomparable to Fu Qinghai's existing bolter and power knife. However, Fu Qinghai is a bit greedy and he is unwilling to miss any opportunity to expand new technological routes.

The two of them hurried into a passage. The Space Marines and the Symbiote were both very fast, and soon they discovered two people running hurriedly in the passage ahead.

A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard wearing jeans and a plaid shirt, and a short girl wearing an exquisite white dress.

The two men looked back at Fu Qinghai and Ron, said nothing, and just ran forward.

In the thin girl's arms was the black E-11 blaster rifle.

Unlike the two panicked people in front, Fu Qinghai led Ron and walked forward slowly.

"Bang!"

The girl and the uncle were about to walk quickly through a passage, but the mechanical gate in front of them suddenly closed automatically.

Fu Qinghai continued to walk forward at a steady pace.

The girl looked back at the tall and terrifying bone-white heavily armored warrior, and the hideous and evil-looking symbiote warrior next to him. The two of them, their heads almost touching the ceiling, the two of them standing shoulder to shoulder, almost as wide as the entire corridor, their momentum walking one after the other, brought a strong sense of oppression.

As the two people behind her approached, the girl anxiously slapped the controller next to her, but the gate did not respond at all.

The uncle next to him quickly took out a metal iron-like object from the bag on his shoulder. He held the square box-like device in his hand, and three thin light blue energy rays shot out from his head, and began to cut the locked steel gate.

Ron turned his head and looked at Fu Qinghai, who shook his head.

The metal door panel of the gate gradually turned red and melted under the light blue rays. The two men were about to cut the gate open and pushed it down with great effort. They were about to escape when a series of steel gates in the long passage in front of them suddenly came closer and closer, and then "bang!" "bang!" "bang!" "bang!" all closed.

The girl was in despair. She turned around with fear on her face and leaned against the cold steel gate, facing Fu Qinghai and the other man who were walking towards her.

This was a very delicate and pretty girl, with thin arms and white legs, neat black hair with bangs, innocent big eyes, and a height of about 1.6 meters. She sat with her knees together in front of Fu Qinghai and Ron, like a frightened deer that had been chased by a hunter and had no way to escape.

Fu Qinghai and the other man stopped in front of the girl and the uncle. Fu Qinghai said calmly through the loudspeaker:

"That's my trophy."

"No." The black-haired girl was obviously scared to death, with tears in her eyes, but she still shook her head vigorously, "According to the rules of reincarnation, whoever picks it up gets it."

"Hmph." Fu Qinghai sneered.

The black-haired girl's chopstick-like thin and white legs moved helplessly on the cold floor. She tightly hugged the black E-11 blaster rifle in her arms. She pointed her slender arms at Fu Qinghai and cried,

"I know you, Quentin. I've seen you in the Turkish kebab shop. You are a reincarnation from the Hydra camp, and I am also from the Hydra camp. You can't kill me. You dare not kill me!"

Without waiting for Fu Qinghai to recall, Qingming automatically projected the photo into the eyepiece field of view. This girl was indeed one of the reincarnations in the Hydra camp recruited by Baron Zemo.

I can't kill you?

Fu Qinghai turned his head and glanced at Ron next to him.

Ron nodded and lunged forward without hesitation.

The girl let out one last scream:

"Ahhh - I'm not an adult yet..."

"Boom!"

Ron's right arm instantly turned into a long dark blue spike. With one stab, he nailed the girl's head to the steel gate behind her. Thick dark red blood slowly flowed down the crack on her smooth forehead.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing the bloody and brutal scene around him, the bearded middle-aged uncle screamed in fear, and even couldn't muster the courage to use the plasma beam of the "iron iron" to attack the symbiote warrior next to him. Instead, he pushed the "iron iron" in his hand to the floor in a panic, pushed it in front of Fu Qinghai, and said with a sad face and a pleading tone:

"Don't kill me. She and I are not in the same group. She was the one who insisted on escaping, not me."

Fu Qinghai stepped forward, leaned over and took back the black E-11 blaster from the girl's arms, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and asked curiously:

"What is the relationship between you two?"

The middle-aged uncle lowered his head and said hesitantly in a low voice:

"Cannon...Taiyou."

Ron, who was standing next to him, was stunned. He half showed his face from the symbiont's gelatinous tissue and asked in surprise,

"Are you a pedophile?"

"Oh no no no..." The middle-aged white man waved his hands and explained:

"She's an adult, she's been an adult for a long time, she just looks small, she's probably had sex with more men than I have ever seen, wuwuwu, why was I so lustful and listened to her..."

As he spoke, the greasy and wretched middle-aged white man began to slap himself repeatedly, saying with remorse:

"I don't want any equipment anymore, take it away, take it all, I only ask you to let me live, woo woo."

Fu Qinghai picked up the square iron-like device on the floor. Although he didn't know where it came from, Fu Qinghai could roughly determine that it was a handheld plasma cutting welding gun. He was not sure whether it was a weapon or a tool.

Fu Qinghai looked at the iron in his hand and said:

"I originally thought that since we belong to the same camp, I would have forgiven you if you had returned my spoils to me, but you insisted on running away..."

Fu Qinghai shook his head: "Ron."

"Crack!"

The symbiote's giant claws grabbed the middle-aged man's head and stuffed it into its mouth to eat it.

Fu Qinghai tied the blaster and iron to the weapon belt at the rear side.

I turned around and took a look, not very satisfied.

Hanging some bits and pieces here and there, like a rag picker.

It also affects the sensitivity of movement.

The steel gates that were closed in front of them slid open one by one, and Fu Qinghai continued to move forward with Ron.

"An old white man who looks to be in his 50s and an Asian girl who looks to be underage, what a strange combination of friends."

The symbiote tissue faded away, revealing Ron's head, and the freckled boy sighed.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at the inexperienced face and asked with a smile:

"Have you ever traveled to Southeast Asia?"

Ron shook his head, "No. What does this have to do with Southeast Asia?"

Fu Qinghai said: "In Southeast Asian countries, this kind of combination is very common. You will know it if you go and see it."

"White men your age should still be popular, haha."

Ron finally understood. Unexpectedly, this guy actually showed an eager expression and asked,

"Really? Then I have to find a chance to try it."

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

Isn't Southeast Asia in the reincarnation world still Southeast Asia?

…

Fu Qinghai and Ron appeared on the surface. They stood next to the base building and looked up at the two aerospace motherships that had already flown into the air.

The shadow that blocked out the sun and sky covered the two of them. Even though there was a fight inside, it could not stop the aerospace mothership from continuing to rise slowly.

From the bottom up, one can see that a fierce battle is going on inside.

"Qingshan, I think it's enough. How about... forget about it this time?"

Ron turned around and asked.

Fu Qinghai could feel that, including himself, neither of them had much desire to fight.

Because Hydra is so bad, fighting a war that is doomed to fail is just a matter of losing more or less. It really makes people lose passion and it is difficult to go all out. They always want to quit while they are ahead.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and shook his head slowly:

"It doesn't count. Let's try again. I gained too much this time. I'm worried that I won't have enough assimilation points."

As he spoke, Fu Qinghai began to call for the flight backpack in the truck compartment. He planned to use the flight backpack to transport Ron onto the aerospace mothership.

The flying backpack broke out of the container, and the blazing white tail flame drew a long arc in the air, flying towards Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai got ready, preparing to welcome the fusion of the flying backpack, when suddenly...

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!"

A series of missiles rose from the woods, with tail flames and white smoke gushing out, heading straight for the flying backpack!

Because he was preparing for a fusion, Fu Qinghai did not immediately turn on the afterburner mode of the flying backpack, but instead flew at a slow speed.

Suddenly, several huge balls of fire exploded in the air, and the flying backpack was hit by five or six small surface-to-air missiles in succession. Fu Qinghai watched his beloved flying backpack, with two huge turbofan nozzles emitting black smoke, fall headfirst.

Two short metal trapezoidal wings unfolded, and the flying backpack stalled and spun, falling into the cracked dome of the underground base.

"I'm..."

Fu Qinghai's eyes widened.

Someone was ambushing me!

Someone had deployed a surface-to-air missile vehicle in advance and used thermal infrared guidance to lock onto my flying backpack.

"Hahahahahaha!"

A clear laugh came from above.

A masked female warrior wearing a green tights and a cape fluttering behind her appeared above Fu Qinghai and Ron.

She hovered high in the air, looking down. The green energy lines in her hand took shape and turned into a large green loudspeaker. She placed it to her mouth and shouted downwards:

"Asshole, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Just waiting for you to call your damn backpack, hahaha!"

Fu Qinghai was so angry that he was fuming. He removed and replaced the magazine, and with a touch of his hand, the new magazine filled with explosive bullets "clicked" into place. He flicked the safety latch with his thumb, switched to full-automatic shooting mode, raised the muzzle of the explosive gun, aimed it at the Green Lantern in the sky, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Da-da-da-da-da!"

Green Lantern waved her hands, and a huge translucent green light energy covered herself, but she still didn't dare to take the bomb head-on, and flew backwards quickly. She was already very far away, and she increased the distance again.

At such a long distance and with the green energy shield, the hit rate and power of the grenade launcher were in doubt. Fu Qinghai stopped pulling the trigger and lowered the muzzle of the gun.

Green Lantern became a little person far away in the sky. Seeing Fu Qinghai stop fighting, she put her hands on her hips and laughed triumphantly:

"Haha, there's nothing I can do. Yes, I can't tear your turtle shell apart, but don't even think about participating in the battle in the sky this time. Hahaha, the iron turtle with a turtle shell on its back should just lie on the ground obediently. This battle has nothing to do with you. Bye!"

Green Lantern waved and turned to leave.

Blanch!

Fu Qinghai took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself not to be anxious or angry. Fu Qinghai, who was well versed in online verbal battles, knew that whoever got anxious first would lose. He adjusted himself and calmed down his emotions, tore off his helmet, and shouted to the sky with all his strength:

"idiot!"

Hmm?

The Green Lantern in the sky turned around, wondering if Fu Qinghai had anything else to say.

"The food is so delicious!"

Fu Qinghai shouted:

"If I were you, I would wait until the flying backpack is combined, and then launch the surface-to-air missiles that I have ambushed. The flying backpack is slower when fully loaded, and I might be shot down in mid-air. I am dying of laughter. You don't even know this common sense, and you can't even figure this out. You are still playing around, what the hell? You even prepared two surface-to-air missile vehicles. I gave you so many resources, but you are useless, you little bastard!"

"If I had the lantern ring and equipment in your hand, I would have won a hundred times! How long have you been thinking about this idea, huh? You must have racked your brains to come up with this plan. Ten thousand economic points can only deal thirty points of damage. What's the point of giving you a brain? Give the lantern ring to my 90-year-old grandma who has suffered a stroke and is paralyzed. She plays better than you! You are the most useless and stupid Green Lantern in the universe. I am ashamed to be your enemy. You don't deserve it. Your rectum leads to your brain. You are a mentally retarded woman with small breasts and no brains. You are stupid with a sponge in your breasts..."

"Ahhhhhh!"

Green Lantern held her head and screamed, interrupting Fu Qinghai's continuous output.

Ron next to him was stunned, looking stupidly at Fu Qinghai who was saying "fvcking" on the left and "pussy" on the right, and spewing trash talk like it was free.

Green Lantern's chest rose and fell violently. She said coldly,

"Don't try to irritate me. I won't waste my breath on you!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Fu Qinghai was so far away that he couldn't even hear clearly what she said. He could only vaguely see the expression on Green Lantern's face changing from blue, red, white and green. It was the same whether she won or lost. She turned around angrily and flew towards the aerospace mothership.

Seeing this, Fu Qinghai turned around and walked into the building without saying a word.

"Hey...wait a minute."

Ron grabbed Fu Qinghai and said sternly,

"Qingshan, you can scold me, but don't get too angry."

Fu Qinghai took a few deep breaths and said,

"I'm not drunk. I'm calm. Wait for me to kill that stupid woman."

After saying that, he went straight to the elevator of the building.

Ron was immediately confused, thinking, "You haven't gotten too excited yet?"

He quickly followed.

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　Thanks to Mao Genshuo, Feijin, book friend 2018*9448, Rimuru O Tempest, and several book friends for their rewards.

　　I was on a business trip and wrote a chapter on the way, so just take a look at it.

(End of this chapter)