Chapter 808: 13. Taxi hero

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It's sunny today.
As usual, Du Punde drove around the streets of New York in his car.
The appearance of his taxi is no different from other taxis, but he knows that his car is very unusual.
It's called murmur, one of the S.D.O.L.D.'s mechanical combat team members of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s mechanical combat team, although according to the Cybernetic division, the murmur is not a frontal assault type mechanical warrior.
But after all, it is a mechanical life. After a real fight, a well-trained, fully-armed combat team is on top of one person.
In the past few years, the murmur has been teamed up with Merlin's mechanical knight Horus and Chas. Chandler's mechanical knight ghost to perform some undisclosed secret missions in hot spots around the world.
Cybertron is a mechanical life with complete wisdom.
They can complete the entire process from preparation to combat by themselves. Except for emergencies, they do not need a knight to assist in combat.
In this case, Du Pengde's positioning is a bit awkward.
He is not a combatant.
In fact, he and his good friend Chas belong to the logistics of mechanical warriors, and the things they have to do are very simple. They don't need them to repair the robots, and those who have special jobs do it.
All they have to do is to maintain a good relationship with their robot knights, talk to them, and always pay attention to whether these robots have abnormal thinking.
In other words, they are the psychologists of mechanical warriors.
Because of the special "knight" custom of the Cybertronians, this work can only be carried out by them.
This makes Du Peng feel boring in his new job position, although this new job, whether it is welfare or treatment, is much better than when driving a taxi.
But when he is very bored, Du Peng will also miss the days when he drove a taxi.
At that time, he controlled the car.
Rather than the car as it is now.
This mentality is actually normal. After satisfying the needs of food, drink, and safety, people will always explore towards a higher level of existence.
"Hey, poor acid man, what are you thinking?"
Du Peng drove along the road in Central Park, and a sharp and slightly noisy sound suddenly appeared in the taxi box speaker, which was a murmur greeting.
"You look very unhappy."
The murmur, as always, flirted with his knight. He smiled and viciously said:
"Is it because Gita quarreled with you last night and won't let you go to bed?"
"No, it's not."
Du Pengde said with a blank expression, expressionless:
"I'm just thinking, why is Lord Lola of Coleson so beautiful, and I can only make up a team with your broken mouth... You and Lola are obviously picked up, but yours Why is the difference so great?"
"Probably because Phil Coulson is a tall and handsome man, and you are a poor and sour ghost."
The murmur said mercilessly:
"Although you have more hair than Coulson, but that's all. No matter whether it's your position, family background or salary, you and others are not of the same grade."
"But then again, I used to think that ghosts are very beautiful. But after seeing His Royal Highness, Lola, I suddenly found out that the ghosts were also ugly among the Cybertronians."
In cheerful Indian music, the murmur speaks to itself, and some sadly says:
"Alas, earth buns like me have no courage to speak with His Highness Lola..."
"Her streamlined outer armor, slender hood, elegant exhaust pipe, and lovely to ultimate mechanical battle skirt, the face like an angel coming..."
"Ah, I'm dying! How can there be such a beautiful robot in this world!"
The murmur made a weird scream, and it said to Du Pender:
"I can not stand it any more!"
"Poor acid, I must transform myself into a supercar today!"
"You must not lose to the Jazz instructor. You have also seen that the shameless Jazz has already launched an attack of His Royal Highness, Lorra. I can't just watch it again!"
"Ha ha."
Du Peng pushed his eyes. With a ruthless voice, he said to his car immersed in fantasy:
"The appearance can be changed at will, but the inner one can't be changed, murmur, IMHO, Lola can never like you..."
"boom"
Just as Du Pund and his car were talking, a sudden shot made Du Pund subconsciously depress the brake.
The sophisticated mechanical structure of the Cybertron stopped in an instant in this car.
Du Pengde raised his head, and the car glass mountain in front of him showed the projection of the war ahead.
After the camera was very intelligent and quickly opened, he clearly saw a group of soldiers rushing from the assault car and shot at a mother with boys and girls. In the rain of the bullets, there were many The innocent screamed and fled.
"Stop them!"
Du Pengde saw that the mother was protecting her children, but was hit by the bullet relentlessly. An incredible anger burst into the driver's heart.
Let him have the urge to stand up.
But the Yin Hong also stabbed Du Pender's eyes at this moment, making him hesitate for a second.
He is very clear about his position. He is just an ordinary person and has no super powers. He took this step purely because of luck.
He is a pendant for the murmur of mechanical warriors.
There are even rumours in the SHIELD that DuPont and Chas are just two "pets" of the Cybertronians.
The truth is almost the same.
Du Pengde looked at the expressionless, heavily armed fierce assailants in front of him. His murmur might be indestructible or unshakable, but he was clearly not.
A bullet could kill him, even if he turned away and let the murmur stop them, no one would blame him.
"Murmur, you..."
Du Pengde was ready to do this, and then he saw what he put in the bridge, the document with the black and white eagle emblem, which represented his current identity.
He is an ordinary person, but he is also an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., even if it is not a kind of gun...
If it was Chief Merlin here...
"boom"
The next second, Du Pengde slammed on the accelerator, and in the roar of the murmur engine, he said:
"Let's stop the mob!"
"They seem to be attacking monsters in the woods, they may be performing missions."
The murmur opened the door, and it said:
"And you should stay here."
"I saw them shooting at unarmed people!"
Du Pengde gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator. He looked at the three people who fell in the pool of blood. He screamed at his car:
"There are monsters there, but there are more people!"
"Those bullets will kill them! You just stop them, I will bear the result!"
Noisy taxis no longer hesitate.
It increased its horsepower and rushed towards the group of who shot towards the tyrant, but also towards the remaining innocent people on the grass.
Innumerable modules of the taxi's appearance deformed during the gallop, it jumped up in the form of a robot, and then fell precisely in front of the commando.
It stretched out its arms and formed a shield in the deformation of the mechanical module, blocking it in front of the crossfire.
In the banging sound of bullets, the murmur waved his hand and controlled the power, sweeping the commandos down to the ground, preventing them from firing.
Behind it, Dupont, who clumsily rolled out of the carriage, also fell to Maria and the two children.
He crouched down and slapped Maria's face, he shouted:
"Ma'am? Ma'am! Can you hear me? Hold on, I will take you away!"
Maria, who was shot, could no longer answer. The boys and girls who were in her arms were safe, and Du Pender reached out to hold the gun. Mary said to the two children:
"Come with me, boy, follow me!"
He raised his head again and shouted to the people behind him who were shaking on the ground:
"Get up! Leave this with me! Hurry!"
It is probably the sense of power after the murmur is transformed, which instills a more trustworthy feeling in Du Pund's words.
In short, at Du Peng's call, those who were so scared were left behind by his head, rushing towards a safe place.
"Noisy, deformed!"
Du Pengde shouted:
"A bigger one!"
"Wow"
The murmur of the command quickly scanned the shape of the largest vehicle in the vicinity, and then in the transformation of the mechanical module of the whole body, it quickly became a yellow...
Bus.
Well, it fulfilled the dream of changing the appearance, but it is not a cool supercar.
"Click"
The bus door opened automatically, and Du Punde rushed into the car holding the unconscious Maria and the frightened children. Behind him, the innocent people who escaped from the sky also quickly entered this life-saving traffic. Tool.
"I think we should stay here to deal with the monster."
The murmur projected a picture in front of Du Pender.
In that picture, Frank and Russo, as well as a person jumping around in the shadow, are surrounding the tyrant who is going away. The three of them are fighting very hard.
Du Pengde glanced at the battlefield behind him, and at the crying and praying people. He said:
"No, these people obviously need us more."
"Go to the nearest hospital! This mother can't hold it anymore."
Behind the bus quickly leaving the battlefield, the commando that was swept away by the noise did not stop Du Pound from saving the innocent. Their commander glanced at the leaving bus with a regretful glance.
The command of the superior is to destroy the out-of-control experiment body as quickly as possible, and reduce the influence of this matter as much as possible.
If there is no witness to this incident, then all subsequent affairs will become very simple.
And poor, panicked witnesses died under the ravages of monsters, which is also normal and understandable to the public.
but...
This sudden guy broke everything.
But now it is useless to think about it, the important thing is to complete the task.
"Kill it!"
The commander turned back and gestured to the players behind him. Soon, the heavily armed commando rushed into the battlefield.
Several large-caliber pulse sniper rifles were set up on the edge of the grass.
And in front of them, on the deserted grass, the runaway tyrant was fighting with the three guys.
Tyron jumping around in the shadow continuously connected his dark energy shadow to the crazy tyrant, like a claw, tearing on the tyrant's solid skin.
This is a dark light that can absorb the energy of life, and after being exposed several times, a lot of vitality will be drawn.
This trick is a cloak, but it seems to have no effect on the tyrant in front of him.
In other words, the monster born based on the virus has too much vitality, so that the cloak has become very small.
The cloak is a great ace support.
But it was Frank and Russo who really caught the attention of the tyrant in the battle.
These two ordinary people through the wonderful cooperation, like the matador dancing on the tip of the knife, continuously tempting the brainless biological weapons to circle in this messy land.
"Play it! Russo! Fight!"
Frank was lying behind the tyrant, and the dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely into the tyrant's alienated ear, like a handle fixed in flesh and blood, allowing Frank to struggle to maintain stability in the tyrant's mad roar.
He lay on top of this monster, like a cowboy riding a vigorous horse, flexibly dodged and caught by the tyrant's right arm.
The monster's left arm was so alienated that it couldn't touch its back with its claws.
Frank seemed to be dying of death. In fact, this veteran veteran had found the weakness of the tyrant and used it.
"boom"
At the moment when Frank struggled to bind the tyrant in place, Russo held the gun in both hands. The handsome guy aimed for a moment and then pulled the trigger.
The flying bullet traversed a hot track in the air, and then accurately penetrated into the small eyes on the face of the tyrant, like a pus filled with nausea liquid was torn, full of smelly blood and liquid sprinkled Are everywhere.
"Oh!"
Regardless of strength and speed, the tyrant who had the absolute superiority was hit hard by two ordinary people.
It lost an eye. Although it didn't weaken the monster that relied on sensory fighting, the pain of the bullet exploding in the brain made the runaway tyrant even more mad.
It flicked his body frantically, making Frank unable to maintain his balance. He was flung into the air, and the tyrant grabbed his right leg.
The force of terror exerted on Frank's calf, breaking his leg bones, and Frank let out a cry of pain.
"boom"
At the next moment, the veteran was hammered the ground in the manner of a warhammer.
Probably hated the mouse, the tyrant raised his alienated left paw, and the black, greasy bone claws roared and took a picture towards Frank on the ground.
If this time, Frank had ten lives to die.
However, the gods always looked after the brave in the dark, and at the moment of life and death photographed by the claws, the cold commando finally reached the battlefield.
Three large-caliber portable sonic guns fired at the same time, and the sonic waves gathered together were like an invisible heavy punch, and they blasted the tyrant's body at the same time.
The sound wave of the shot seems to affect the balance of the biological weapon that has not yet entered the completion period. In the shot of the sound wave, it shakes and tries to avoid.
And farther away, the snipers who had already been ready also fired at this time, and blasted, highly penetrating pulse bullets hit the tyrant's body.
The monster raised its claws and stood in front of it like a shield, but the hot beams still ripped open its gray and solid skin.
In the beating beam of light, the more powerful fire shot made the monster immediately covered with wounds, and the battle situation seemed to be reversed at this moment.
"Not so difficult to deal with..."
The commander of the commando had just thought of this in his mind, and the next second, the shout of the cloak came a little late in his ears:
"Be careful! It will..."
"puff"
The tyrant shot by Sonic disappeared strangely at this moment, and the shadow behind the commander expanded strangely at the same time.
The next second, the alienated black claw, with a piercing posture, tore the body of this hidden, new Hydra commander from behind.
If you do not respect anything, it will abandon you.
At that moment, life...
Abandon this guy who is indifferent to the lives of others.
There was a moment of consternation on the commander's face, and the tyrant behind him lifted up the body of the dead man. In the close of sharp five claws, this fellow was completely corpse.
In the splash, the wound on the tyrant's body healed quickly, and it was like a demon in the blood.
The muscles on that twisted face are beating, as if...
Silent taunt.
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