If Whitehall could obtain information about SHIELD's dispatched force this time, perhaps his breakout plan would not be implemented so easily.

But today's Hydra obviously can't get any information.

They also knew that compared to the SHIELD troops around them who seemed to be outnumbered, the vast peacekeeping force in the east was obviously easier to bully, so they started a breakout operation on the first night they were stationed.

But this is destined to be an impossible operation.

The giant battleship is hidden in the sky full of stars. All the cannons are fully charged. As long as SHIELD wants to, not a single Hydra fighter plane tens of thousands of meters away from the battleship can escape.

But neither Fury nor Coulson, who was the only one who knew about it, gave the order, but quietly watched Hydra rush back and forth at the peacekeeping force station.

The originally quiet military station became extremely noisy at this moment.

The steel armor supported by Pierce took the lead in rushing to the army's defense line and began to dump all the ammunition on it indiscriminately.

In an instant, hundreds of meters of the battle line were illuminated brightly. Laser beams and high-explosive artillery shells made the peacekeeping troops below completely unprepared and were buried in the artillery fire.

Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming number of fighter planes also entered the battlefield, focusing their fire on the aircraft that had just taken off and the heavy firepower on the ground.

The seemingly tight defense line was instantly torn open, and the two parties completely gathered together.

The sky full of fighter jets and the emotionless Cold Iron Legion made Mike, the top commander of this unit, a little at a loss.

Just yesterday, he patted his chest and promised Jean that with fifty thousand people like him, no matter how powerful the opponent was, there would be no chance of any luck, and they would all fall at his feet sooner or later.

At this moment, looking at the disproportionate battle loss ratio at the battle site, Mike thought about his disdain and anger when SHIELD asked them to use people to defend a line of defense, and felt bitter in his heart.

As a experienced general, Mike had participated in hundreds of battles, large and small, but he had never felt so aggrieved now.

Your own plane is like a toy in front of the other party. No matter how hard you try, you can only eat the other party's exhaust.

The neatly arranged anti-aircraft guns are a joke in front of the opponent's Iron Legion. The mechanical armors imitating Iron Man are directly staring at the artillery fire here to demolish them.

Excluding heavy firepower and fighter jet formations, the remaining more than people can only serve as spectators. The automatic rifles in their hands have no effect at all in this kind of battle.

This kind of scene is not a level war at all. The battle reports ahead came like snowflakes, and Mike no longer had the pride of bullying local illegal armed forces in Africa and the Middle East.

But Mike knew that the Hydra at this time was already a Hydra after its vitality was severely injured, but they still could not compete with it.

"General, our defenses are about to be breached."

The adjutant's voice broke Mike's last vestige of fantasy.

"How long has it been fighting?"

The adjutant looked at the time and said dejectedly: "Five minutes."

"Five minutes haha, only five minutes."

Mike slumped in his chair, "The -strong elite force only held Hydra back for five minutes."

"General"

"Ask SHIELD for help. This kind of battle is not something we can participate in."

"Yes, General."

Mike looked at the adjutant's figure leaving in a hurry, and the words Gene had given him before he left appeared in his eyes again.

"Be prepared, the battle in the future will completely subvert your understanding."

Mike didn't take his boss's words seriously at first. After so many years, Mike, who has been through thick and thin, can be regarded as the most famous person on earth. Which terrorist organization in the Middle East has Mike not beaten?

But just now, in just five minutes of fighting, Mike learned what it means to hit an egg with a stone.

At SHIELD's temporary base, Coulson watched the peacekeepers being rushed to pieces, but still did not do anything.

"If you don't give the order, Hydra will rush out." Melinda was a little worried about the current situation.

"Well, their commander, General Mike, has sent a signal for help."

Melinda turned around and said, "I'm going to mobilize the troops."

"No need." Coulson stopped Melinda.

"Do you really think that the director would trust this patchwork of troops to hold a line of defense?"

"You mean the director left a back-up?" Melinda asked doubtfully.

"I have checked the mission log of this operation. Our troops are indeed stationed on the other three lines of defense unless they are not our people there."

"That's right." Coulson nodded and turned to stare at the battle scene on the big screen in silence.

On the eastern front, Mike was no longer able to organize effective forces to launch a counterattack.

Excluding the casualties, the remaining tens of thousands of troops out of were beaten to pieces. They don't have advanced communication equipment like SHIELD, and now they can't contact these elusive troops at all.

"General, we can hold on for at most two minutes and the battle line has been opened. However, they are not evacuating easily. Instead, they are gathering strength. It is expected that they want to rush out together."

"Where are the SHIELD reinforcements?" Mike stared at the adjutant.

"General." The adjutant swallowed. "SHIELD's three fronts are too far away from us. Even our most advanced aircraft will take five minutes to arrive. I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for reinforcements."

"You have to wait for me even if you can't wait," Mike suddenly shouted.

"Hydra will not give us this kind of encirclement opportunity a second time. I, Mike, don't want to be the eternal sinner who lets Hydra escape. Tell everyone who can still move, even if they die, they will drag me with two backers."

"Yeah?" The adjutant's voice was weak and inaudible.

"Have you not eaten?"

"General Hydra fighters and those robots pretending to be Iron Man are retreating"

"What?" Mike grabbed the computer from the adjutant's hand and carefully checked the current war situation.

On the computer screen, the massive red light spots representing the power of Hydra are gradually fading away, and black light spots representing the unknown are beating rapidly on the screen.

"what is that"

The eastern battlefield, meters in the air.

Hydra's originally neat and strict formation now became so scattered.

The reason for all this was the densely packed UFOs on the screen in front of Whitehall.

With a black shell, a smooth fuselage, and an un-aerodynamic shape, this weird fighter plane didn't seem to be designed to fly in the air, but it could knock their elite formations to the ground and beat them.

Although Pierce's Iron Legion is not as good as the real Iron Man, it is far superior to ordinary fighters in terms of speed, agility and firepower.

At this moment, these steel legions can only flee like rats in the sky. These black spaceships do not need to move. As long as the steel armor is locked by them, no one can escape their blue-rayed energy weapons.

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