Chapter 153: Aegis breaks the agent

"Let me go in, let me in!"
"Damn, I am a US citizen, you have no right to do this to us!"
"I will sue you, I will sue you in court."
"I am a government official and you have no right to stop me."
Such voices are constantly erupting in the crowd, crying and crying, threatening to release voices, and even more powerfully forced to force. These methods may be useful in ordinary times, but now, here, they only show disaster.
Especially for Raymond’s deputy. After being tortured by various psychological pressures, the whole person was nervous. He heard the sounds and immediately grabbed the guy around him and shouted at him.
"Let these guys shut me up and shut me up. I don't want to hear these nonsense. Let them roll me back to the city, or I will kill you. Know?"
The guy who was dragged by him saw such a battle, and quickly waved his hand and said: "Sir, sir. We can fire and immediately disperse them."
"Take me a fire, no matter how many people you shoot. As long as you can expel them, how can you fire?" The gloomy face of the deputy was terrible, and his heart was completely distorted.
"Follow, sir." The soldier who was scared by his sly look responded quickly and then began to convey his orders.
Soon, the soldiers on the wall received a crazy order. They silently opened the insurance, just waiting for the last order.
"Give you the last chance, look back. Otherwise I will order to shoot you immediately." The hoarse voice of the deputy was broadcast to everyone's ears. The cold tone made the survivors burst out again.
Everyone thinks he is crazy, even he himself thinks so. So he bit his teeth and slandered.
"Open fire, fire. Kill all the people close to the line of defense. It is better to die in our hands than to die under the nuclear bomb. Didn't hear it, give me an instant fire."
However, no matter how he yelled, the commander around him did not respond to him. It’s as if he didn’t hear him at all.
Or maybe it’s not heard, but you can’t hear the sound anymore.
When Raymond’s adjutant turned his head in anger and wanted to see what the guy on his side was doing, he saw only one guy who had a sharp arrow running through his head.
He just wanted to yell loudly, but the wind was already ringing in his ear. A sharp arrow has already passed through his throat before the wind blew into the ear. Blood broke into the trachea and esophagus, blocking all his voice. He took his consciousness. He desperately reached out and tried to grab something, but he couldn't catch anything. In front of the black, this newly-launched madman completely left the world.
In the distant shadows, a guy who looked very ordinary and only had sharp eyes was quietly putting down the recurve bow in his hand and holding down the headset in his ear.
"Action starts, clean up all goals!"
As soon as he had finished speaking, one of the well-equipped soldiers was drilled in the shadow of the wall. These soldiers either cut their throats, or shot, or directly pushed people under the wall. In just a few seconds, the Anbrera soldiers above the wall were cleaned up.
The armed helicopters hovering in the sky also suffered the same fate. All kinds of attacks that didn't know where they came from directly penetrated the cockpit on the plane, letting the planes fall like a big fireball from the sky one after another.
Almost a few breaths of time, the armed forces of Umbrella have been cleaned up. Except for a few individual civilians, all the guys with guns were quietly removed.
This situation does not say the survivors underneath, even Umbrella did not think. And when everyone was still in the clouds, a group of seemingly weird planes appeared in midair.
These planes seem to appear out of thin air, with no sound at all, and without any omen. When people look up, they have hovered in midair. The camouflage armor flashed a subtle arc and a mosaic of light and shadow, giving everyone a feeling of ghosts.
"What kind of plane is this?" This is the idea of ​​ordinary people.
And those elite police and U.B.C.S think about it.
"Optical Camouflage Technology? Special Forces?"
And soon someone will respond to their thoughts. Corsen, who had a serious delay in the hairline, stood on the open door of the plane and said to him with a huge microphone.
"Everyone, here is the Delta Special Forces and the CIA Joint Rescue Force. You are already safe. Please rest assured that you will be in the same place. We will immediately set up a rescue and medical camp. Medical supplies and food will be distributed. We will check the body for you. Make sure everything is safe and arrange for you to leave. I hope that you can cooperate with our actions. Again, we have formed..."
The survivors of the ups and downs were very honestly accepting the arrangements of Coulson after they were rescued. Under the arrangement of Coulson, members of the SHIELD, carrying the names of other troops, began to set up camps with great efficiency.
Doctors, food, security personnel, and a large number of medical devices were all airlifted. With the support of these materials, it took no long time for a huge survivor camp to appear under the wall. Everything is in order, so many people have seen the hope of surviving.
But Corsen knows that this is just the beginning of everything, and the real test is coming.
In the distance, there were hordes of screams, which were the sounds of the zombies that the escapers chased. They are thousands of people, like the raging waves. Moreover, it is a huge wave from Huangquan. Once it is contaminated, it is the end of the dead place.
Corsen, who got the accurate information, naturally did not dare to let the raging corpse approach the camp that had just been established. Once the line of defense was broken, almost no one could escape. So he immediately ordered.
"Barton, bring the plane and the combat troops to stop the monsters from coming. Allow you to use all the heavy weapons, but definitely not let any monster break through your defense!"
"Give it to me!" The sharp-eyed man nodded, and when he greeted the man, he got on the plane and flew in the direction of the corpse. In order to deal with Umbrella, they are well prepared. Whether it's a corpse or something else, they don't solve it. Advanced weapons and adequate logistical support are the forces they are proud of.
As the world's most powerful espionage organization, they have an innate advantage in dealing with such things. So Coulson is not worried that Barton will fail. He is worried about other problems.
In his eyes, he stared at the well-organized camp, but his feet moved around in the restlessness. When a heavy-duty man appeared in front of him, he immediately couldn't wait to ask.
"How can I solve it?"
"Sir, look." The contents of the hand holding the tablet were placed in front of Colson. Through this screen, Coulson could clearly see a group of people sleeping in the same thing as a huge freezer. A faint cold fog wanders around them. The medical instruments next to them show that they are in a low-consumption sleep state.

At the moment, we have controlled more than 300 infected people. The virus in them is not active in the ultra-low temperature environment, so there is no danger of conversion for the time being.
The other side explained that while the other The cell map was adjusted.
"This is the situation in the infected person. The virus slows down the erosion of cells and other tissues because of the low temperature effect, but the erosion does not stop, but it is still going on. It just takes longer. So, all of the current Everything is temporary. We can only relieve and not cure, we need more detailed virus information."
"How long can you give me?" More detailed information is wanted, but Corson can't get it right now. Natasha still has no news. He must do the worst.
"Not many, sir. With our current technology, we can only insist on twenty-four hours. After twenty-four hours, these infected people will be completely transformed. Mind you are better prepared!

It is natural to say what preparations are. The SHIELD is an espionage organization after all, and there are few such organizations that have not killed anyone. For now, the last resort must be to eliminate this group of infected people. The SHIELD cannot make these things enter human society. If you do this, their current efforts are completely in vain.
"Do your best to delay this time for me." Colson did not express his attitude clearly, he just repeated it over and over again. "I will get the information back. Before that, you have to make sure these people are alive, understand!"
"I will work hard, sir!"
"I want you to do your best, this is the order!" Coulson increased the volume.
"Follow, sir!" The man gave a tribute and quickly rushed back to his position. Coulson let him try to save these people, then he naturally has to do his best. Race against time is already an inevitable choice.
And looking at his leave, Corson finally couldn't help but mutter.
"Natasha, this time it really depends on you."
At this time, Natasha was in a stalemate with a person in a hospital near the central school of Lakan.
She pressed her blond little loli's head with her hand and held her behind her. While quietly peeing out from the corner.
The gunshot sounded immediately, and there was a sharp pain in her arm. This made her quickly retracted. Forced to pick it up there.
Because of the wearing of the nano metal battle suit, the shooting did not cause any other pain in addition to causing some pain to her. However, she still dared not move, the combat uniforms did not protect her head, and there was still a shot there, she still could not escape. What's more, there is a goal around her that needs protection.
She has not encountered this stalemate for a long time. Looking at the time and finding that time is getting more and more urgent, she decided to change direction to make a breakthrough.