Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 110 Star Warrior vs. Predator
Fu Qinghai just returned to Fifth Avenue in Brooklyn, parked his truck outside the laboratory building, walked into his laboratory, lay down in front of the computer screen, and started a new round of improvement of the Blue Shell power armor.

To be precise, it is a few small patches.

In the past, space warriors fought on various barren and cruel alien planets. Based on the idea that the toughness is the most durable, the power armor did not integrate too many complicated information devices.

Because complex information equipment often requires more basic signal facilities to support.

If Iron Man fights on other planets, his strength will definitely be greatly reduced compared to the earth, because the information support and fire support provided by many orbiting satellites cannot be in place.

Now that Fu Qinghai is fighting on the earth, he must make full use of the basic infrastructure of the earth itself.

Fu Qinghai integrated the baseband and chips of these communication devices into his battle armor with the Blackberry mobile phone given to him by Hammer Industries and the iPad tablet given to him by Hydra.

Otherwise, what would it look like to fight and suddenly pull out a mobile phone to answer the call.

At the same time, Fu Qinghai also connected his battle armor information receiving system with certain satellites in space.

How to do it?
Because Hammer Industries deployed loopholes and backdoors in the small supercomputer in the laboratory.

Fu Qinghai had guessed this a long time ago. Hanmer Industries must be very interested in its original experimental data, so 100% of the computers in the laboratory have backdoors.

Then Fu Qinghai used this back door to hack into the firewall of Hammer Industries in reverse, hacked into the system of the headquarters of Hammer Industries, and took the opportunity to control several satellites belonging to Hammer Industries in space orbit.

The aerospace technology of Hammer Industries is not bad. In the original comics, Justin Hammer got cancer in his later years and ran to live in a space station in Earth orbit, thinking that this would delay the spread of cancer cells.

So the ability to collect more complex information has been strengthened...

Blue Shell 1.1 beta. Type power armor.

Update.

Fu Qinghai just put on the upgraded helmet.

"Ding dong!"

A text message box pops up in sight.

Nathan Lemon:

"Mr. Quentin, Mr. Hammer invites you to the Long Island villa."

Fu Qinghai replied:

"Today is busy, no time, another day."

On the other side, Nathan Lemon, who saw the text message, was taken aback.

Not even giving Justin Hammer face?
Justin Hammer has returned from Europe in the mid-level mansion in the affluent area of ​​Long Island, New York, and is sitting in the study studying the analysis data of the chalk products given by the people below.

Justin Hammer was also taken aback when he received Nathan Lemon's reply.

This Quentin Fu, who hasn't seen him for half a decade, is already so crazy?
In the laboratory, after Fu Qinghai finished replying to Nathan Lemon's text message, he continued to browse the detailed information about Nick Fury given by Hydra.

Full name: Nicholas Joseph Fury
Age: 70 years old (approximately)

Height: 6 feet 1 inches (186cm)

Weight: 221 lbs (100kg)

Fu Qinghai was slightly taken aback when he browsed through the photos.

How is this a white guy?

Unlike the one-eyed black bald head in the impression, in the information given by Hydra, Nick Fury is a stubbled, middle-aged white man with a sharp face, short brown hair, and white sideburns on both sides.

Ah, so this is Nick Fury in the comic universe.Fu Qinghai was thoughtful, and kept this face firmly in his heart.

A normal 70-year-old ordinary person should already be an old man, not a man in his prime. Obviously, Nick Fury, who has been active since World War II, has also undergone some kind of transformation surgery.

According to the data, the place where Nick Fury last appeared was a safe house of S.H.I.E.L.D. A whole residential building was razed to ruins, and then the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. disappeared.

Fu Qinghai stroked his chin and began to think.

I don't want to go to the ruins of the residential building to check it anymore. Even Hydra can't find clues. Going by myself is useless.

It's useless to find Hammer Industries, and even Nathan Lemon can't find someone who can't even find Hydra.

At this time, the urgent news on the TV at the side attracted Fu Qinghai's attention.

"Interlude an urgent news. Just 10 minutes ago, our station's reporter in Manhattan, D.C. sent a message. Unknown forces launched a war in Manhattan, D.C., and a large number of blocks were destroyed. Witnesses claimed to have seen dragons and ogres. , and...uh, what is that, an Abrams main battle tank?"

Fu Qinghai immediately turned his head and carefully checked the pictures in the TV report.

In the picture, the camera shakes back and forth in a mess, as if the photographer is running away, and there are panicked and fleeing citizens everywhere, as well as the ruins of collapsed buildings, broken street lights, and cars colliding with each other...

There are dense gunshots in the background sound of the screen. Judging from these gunshots alone, there are various models and calibers.

Suddenly, in the chaotic crowd, a familiar face flashed past, and Fu Qinghai instantly recognized——

Nick Fury!

Nick Fury in Manhattan, D.C., at the scene of that conflict!

"Ding dong!"

A text message box appeared in Fu Qinghai's sight.

Amni Zola:
"Quentin, received the latest news that Nick Fury appeared on Lexington Avenue in Manhattan, DC."

"Received, on the way."

Without hesitation, Fu Qinghai got up suddenly, went downstairs and jumped onto the heavy-duty Petebilt truck, stepped on the accelerator without closing the door, the engine roared, the whistle sounded, and the truck drove to the Isle of Man.

In the empty laboratory, the TV news continued to broadcast:

"This station reminds all New Yorkers, please do not approach the Manhattan District, all residents who are still in the Manhattan District, please leave Manhattan through the Roosevelt Expressway."

……

The big truck drove against the traffic flow towards Manhattan. Fu Qinghai was thinking in his heart while driving.

Looking at the TV screen, there must be reincarnated people participating in such a large-scale battle.

Finally, less than a month after coming to this universe, and after initially figuring out the faction and the plot line, some reincarnators finally couldn't hold back.

It may be that some people can't stand the complicated plot of looking at flowers in the fog, or it may be that some people feel that they have mastered the key information of the plot and found the way to win.

In short.

With this big battle on the horizon, many power structures will surface, and the situation will gradually become clearer.

Even the reincarnated people who are still hiding in the dark and have not been exposed will definitely go to watch after they know about the battle in Manhattan.

Because this is a great opportunity to sort out the plot and distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. At this moment, all the reincarnated people in New York will no longer continue to hide under the water, but have emerged one after another.

Fu Qinghai wanted to understand this, and he became more determined to go to Manhattan.

Fu Qinghai was driving very fast, with the Hudson River in front of him, and across the river, the Manhattan District. Looking at the row of police cars blocking the road not far away, the cordon and the bucket barrier, Fu Qinghai Without slowing down at all, the accelerator pedal was pressed to the bottom, amidst the New York police firing warning shots.

"Oh!"

The huge square front of the car smashed through the police cars blocking the road and the plastic water bucket barrier in front of it. The police officers rushed to avoid it.

Metal grilles and fenders twisted and twisted as the truck rolled onto the Hudson Bridge and continued on.

Entering the Isle of Man, the huge truck knocked over a series of cars parked across the road and smashed through a collapsed concrete wall. Fu Qinghai slammed on the brakes, and the car body slowly stopped amidst the ear-piercing sound of friction and deceleration.

Surrounded by a mess of street ruins, pedestrians have already run away, and in the distance, the sound of huge explosions and the roar of unknown animals can already be heard.

Opening the car door, the fully armed white armored warrior jumped out.

The scarlet eyepieces lit up, and the white-scarred interstellar warrior held a bolter and a powered long knife at his waist. He carefully observed the surroundings and quickly walked into a building.

There are many high-rise buildings on Manhattan Island. Fu Qinghai chose a building that was neither the tallest nor the shortest. Run towards the top floor.

When he was about to approach the top floor, Fu Qinghai slowed down and listened carefully in the dark fire escape.

There are guards at the entrance to the rooftop.

Sure enough, there are quite a few reincarnations who have the same idea as me. Although they didn't participate in the war, they must come to observe secretly.

A thin man with a gun belt on his shoulders and an xm1014 shotgun in his hand was standing at the entrance to the top terrace, walking around casually.

Suddenly, a big hand covered with iron armor covered his mouth, and he was pulled into his arms, with the cold and hard armor stuck to his back, unable to move.

A deep voice rang in my ear:

"What camp are you in?"

The iron hand that tightly gripped the mouth loosened slightly.

The thin man who was wrapped in his arms showed panic, and hurriedly said:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm from the good guys, I'm a player from the S.H.I.E.L.D. plot line camp, don't kill me."

Oh, then you're out of luck.

There was a soft "click" and the neck was twisted.

The assimilation point reward comes to mind.

This skinny guy really belongs to the S.H.I.E.L.D. plot line camp.

Just as he pinched the reincarnated man's neck, there was a faint sound in the dark passage not far away.

Without hesitation, Fu Qinghai raised his other arm and aimed his palm in that direction. After half a second of charging sound——

"Biu!"

A golden-white beam of blazing light flashed, instantly illuminating the surrounding walls, and disappeared into the dark passage.

Fu Qinghai let go of the dead man in his hand, walked in that direction, and dragged out a headless corpse from behind the wall.

On the broken neck was charred black and carbonized flesh.

He still held a simple small mobile phone in his hand, and pressed his finger on the call button, but he didn't have time to make a call.

One is patrolling in the open, and the other is observing in the dark. This group of reincarnations also knows to set up light and dark posts, but they are not some mobs.

It's a pity that the reaction was a little slow.

I didn't use a bolt gun, because I was worried that the loud sound of the bolt gun would alarm the other reincarnators upstairs. The sound of the palm gun is relatively much quieter, and the energy output power can also be controlled artificially.

Fu Qinghai climbed up to the roof along the ladder, and gently unscrewed the handle of the iron door.

"Squeak-"

The rusted door hinges made noise, and the reincarnated people who were lying on the edge of the roof with binoculars just turned their heads.

"Click...boom!"

A black grenade crossed a parabola, heading straight for them.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded in mid-air with a huge fireball, and the shrapnel shot out. A circle of reincarnated people were beaten up and screamed again and again.

Before the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, Fu Qinghai brazenly pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da..."

The guns fired around the edge of the roof, and many reincarnations activated their abilities, such as muscle strengthening, mind shields, etc. However, under the powerful power of the explosive bomb, their fragile bodies were smashed to pieces. , Nianli couldn't intercept the second-stage explosive bomb, the bulletproof vest was pierced with a hole the size of a bowl, and the explosion-proof shield was torn into distorted pieces.

Bolter, simple, brutal, works.

Fu Qinghai hadn't finished playing the whole drum when he suddenly felt something, the original force warning, above his head!

The muzzle of the gun suddenly rose, and the metal line of fire swept upwards, but it missed any enemy, and there was nothing above the head.

Fu Qinghai's vision changed, and he just switched to the thermal imaging view. There was a "swoosh" sound of piercing through the air, and a sharp metal soft whip "slapped" around the bolt gun in Fu Qinghai's hand.

In the thermal imaging view, there is a tall figure about [-] meters. A strong force is transmitted along the thin iron whip. The sharp blade of the whip is instantly entangled, and white streaks are drawn on the body of the bolter. The other party wanted to pull the gun from Fu Qinghai's hand.

Fu Qinghai clearly saw through the thermal imaging view that the other party was pulling the bolt gun in his hand, and a red and white high temperature reaction was lit up on his shoulder.

Fu Qinghai didn't choose to let go of the bolter, and then rolled to avoid it. On the contrary, the electronic muscle fiber bundles all over his body tensed instantly, and he grabbed the bolter with both hands and yanked back.

A force beyond the opponent's imagination pulled back, and the opponent was pulled forward to stagger, the invisibility was released, and the shoulder cannon on the shoulder fired a spherical blue plasma, but because the body was tilted when firing, , missed, scraped Fu Qinghai's shoulder armor and shot into the sky, scraping off a not-so-shallow pottery steel guard.

Predator.

Fu Qinghai recognized the shoulder cannon the moment he saw it.

All armors are equal in front of the plasma. The plasma shoulder cannon of the Predator may not be as powerful as the plasma weapon of the space warrior, but it is still plasma after all. Fu Qinghai's armor can't resist it, so he didn't choose to hardwire it.

Fu Qinghai let go of the bolter that was entangled by the soft whip in his hand, and suddenly pulled out the power long knife on the weapon buckle on his waist, and the faint blue cracking force field was activated.

The Predator on the opposite side shook the black "dirty braid" on his head, and stood up straight. There was a "click" on the metal wrist box, and the end of the soft whip was cut off. He bent his wrist blade ferociously, pressed down on a horse step, and also put on a stance.

Fu Qinghai didn't say a word of nonsense, and rushed forward with a knife in both hands.

The blade drew an arc with tricky angles in the air, and it slashed straight at the Predator's shoulder.

The Predator's reaction was also extremely fast, and he was not fooled by Fu Qinghai's change of move. He raised the wrist blade of his left hand and blocked it under the blade of the powered long knife.

"Chong!"

To the surprise of the Predator, the moment his wrist blade came into contact with Fu Qinghai's blade, after a moment of stagnation, it was cut off neatly.

After the straight-edged long knife cut off the wrist blade, the momentum remained undiminished, and continued to cut.

The Predator quickly turned and retreated, but was still cut to the chest by the point of the knife.

Just like when facing the wrist blade, the metal armor extending from the shoulders to the chest failed to withstand the cracking force field, and was easily torn open, the flesh was cut open, and thick fluorescent green blood sprayed out .

The Predator raised his head and looked at Fu Qinghai. Although he couldn't see the expression in his helmet, Fu Qinghai could imagine that he must be terrified under the mask at this moment.

Fluorescent green blood dripped down the tip of the knife, and Fu Qinghai raised the powered long knife and charged again.

Stabbing, sweeping, and slashing, Fu Qinghai pressed on every step of the way, and the Predator retreated again and again, dodging in embarrassment.

Weapons are not as good as humans, they can't block with wrist blades, they can only dodge passively, how to fight such a battle?Fu Qinghai's offensive continued, and he didn't give the opponent a chance to charge the shoulder cannon. After cutting off the other wrist blade again, he took the opportunity to hang it up, and the tip of the knife pierced the Predator's throat.

The tall and strong Predator, who was almost as tall as Fu Qinghai, stopped, and the bright green blood spurted down his chest, his hands trembling, he wanted to hold the long knife stuck in his neck, and raised it halfway , fell down again.

Fu Qinghai pressed down with both hands and pulled out the long straight-blade knife. The Predator in front of him fell back weakly.

Unexpectedly, before the Predator's body fell to the ground, Fu Qinghai stepped forward suddenly, and raised his saber diagonally upwards, cutting off the Predator's right hand equipped with the wrist box computer, and then kicked it out. The broken hand kicked far away.

The severed hand was spinning in mid-air, before it landed...

"Boom—"

An explosion far more powerful than Fu Qinghai's grenade, the shock wave blew away the corpses and broken arms on the entire rooftop.

At the last moment, Fu Qinghai did not forget the setting in the Predator movie.

The wrist box computer will explode after detecting the death of the user, and will never let any technology and information of the Predator tribe fall into the hands of the enemy.

Fu Qinghai adjusted his breathing lightly, leaned over and picked up his bolter, untied the soft steel whip wrapped around it, and then turned around to look at the edge of the roof to see those reincarnations that hadn't died yet those.

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(End of this chapter)