Marvel Spy

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"Xie Ta, let him run away."

In the temporary command post, Eiffel showed an expression of extreme disappointment.

The investment was huge, and the loss was countless, but the target escaped in the end.

This reminded him of the countless days and nights when he didn't dare to turn on the lights to sleep. They searched for the terrorist's traces all over the world, invested countless money, countless manpower and material resources, and used countless high-tech equipment.

It took several years, but when we finally found the terrorist, he was sleeping in the basement of his home.

Looks like history is repeating itself again

Eiffel has long been used to this feeling, so although he feels very disappointed, he doesn't find it difficult to accept.

No matter how strong Iron Man is, no matter how strong Stark Industries is, they will eventually be wiped out by the powerful strength of the CIA just like the famous terrorist.

So he calmly ordered, "Come back, everyone, no need to chase anymore."

Seeing that his men were beginning to show some depression, Eiffel said in a brisk tone, "Although the result was not satisfactory, we finally defeated Iron Man. It is best to process the images of the battle so that we do not appear so incompetent.

Try to change it so that we have four or five machines, and Iron Man has one, and then we beat Iron Man until he runs away with his head in his arms.

In this way, we will not only be able to combat the arrogance of Stark Industries and Iron Man, but also have enough funds to carry out the next step of research. Do you have confidence?"

Eiffel's men responded in groups, and the entire command post was filled with joy.

This is the unique economic and political phenomenon of the United States, which flaunts a free economy.Money always chases capital.If you are strong, have countless money and assets, don't need money at all, and don't need financing, under such circumstances, bankers will jump on you like crazy, begging to lend you money.

If you are short of money now and show that you need money to continue to make money, the banker will not lend you money even if he kills you. Even if you die in front of the bank, it will be of no use at all.

This is why many people from the United States and Britain, and even many people who studied abroad in these places, come back to China, and many people think that this person is just bragging.

Because that's the way it is in this place, people who don't brag are dead.

In the final analysis, from Eiffel's point of view, there is no problem at all if he wants to do this.

His staff can also understand. After all, this is how this institution works. Which president has come to power and is not treated as a dog by them?

Every year they say that the terrorist will be caught soon, but every year there is no result. I originally thought that sooner or later the bullshit would be blown, but who knew that the guy was found in the basement of his house? Who can I ask to explain to him?

But there was one person who couldn't understand what he was doing.

It was Ivan Fanko who sat in front of Eiffel, stood with his back to him, and lowered his head facing the computer.

Ivan Fanko already has all the foundations a terrorist should have.

He has a genius-like mind, first-class hands-on ability, and can build weapons of mass destruction by himself. He has a bad temper, sensitive heart, and habitually resorts to violence in everything.

Eiffel thought he had subdued Ivan Fanko. In fact, in Ivan Fanko's view, he was indeed threatened, so he chose to cooperate with Eiffel.

But in Eiffel's view, Ivan Fanko is not even counted as his own subordinate, at most he is a small slave.

If Iron Man was caught this time, he might give Ivan Fanko some face, but the problem was that he didn't.

But in Ivan Fanko's heart, he felt that Eiffel wanted to expand production and change the strategy for Iron Man, but he never discussed it with him from beginning to end. This was really disrespectful.

The dissatisfaction that had just been forcibly given away control authority finally reached its peak.

I quit

The thoughts of two people are like the sky and the sea, day and night, there is no intersection at all, and there is no so-called reconciliation.

So Ivan Fanko lowered his head, gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and tapped a few times on the keyboard lightly.

No one noticed his abnormality, because everyone was digesting the consequences of the failure and thinking about their own future. No one could have imagined that he had such an idea, and he decided to break up with everyone in such a short period of time.

And his way of breaking up is a little different from ordinary people.

It was Eiffel who first noticed that something was wrong with Ivan Fanko, because he saw that the guy in front of him was getting shorter and shorter. When he looked carefully, he found that he was about to shrink under the table.

"Ivan, you"

Halfway through his words, he noticed that the mixed armors he had recovered were trembling to varying degrees, just like a middle-aged uncle who found that he couldn't urinate in the cold winter.

Then, some hybrid armors extended their cannon barrels, and their whip cords also began to charge, and many of them only started charging on one side.

Eiffel felt like his hairs were standing on end. He quickly glanced at Ivan Fanko who had shrunk under the computer desk, and then looked back at the trembling hybrid armor with the barrel constantly sticking out. He almost felt heartbroken. Jumped out of my throat

Something wrong

something is wrong

He immediately lowered his head, kicked away another subordinate, and retreated under the computer desk of this subordinate.

"Lie down"

This is a CIA desk. It is theoretically bulletproof. As for the explosion, I hope those suppliers didn’t cut corners.

boom

嚓

crackling

All kinds of messy sounds gathered together, and there was a violent explosion in the room. These mixed armors seemed to be attacking indiscriminately, and soon the room was covered with thick smoke and dust. Eiffel only had time to cover his eyes, mouth and nose live.

He felt like a blind man on a stormy ship, full of panic and helplessness.

Finally, the movement outside stopped. Like a little turtle, he quietly stuck his head out from under the computer desk, and saw the mess in the room.

First of all, he was sure that this desk was not bulletproof, because he saw that a desk two meters away next to it was blown down.

The agents hiding below could no longer see the human form.

The entire underground air raid shelter was full of bullet marks and whip marks. His men also suffered heavy casualties. The worst one was probably the one he pushed away, who was cut into four pieces by a whip cord.

The remaining mixed armors are basically missing arms and legs, and very few of them can stand still.

However, this was not the worst, because he saw that the heads of almost all the hybrid armors were smoking, obviously completely destroyed.

Although the loss was great, there were not many people who survived, because these mixed armors were completely abolished after messing around.

Otherwise, if they were allowed to act recklessly for a few more seconds, he might even be dead.

The surviving people walked out of the bunker slowly, looked at each other in horror, then unanimously drew out their pistols, and came to Ivan Fanko's computer.

They looked down together and saw Ivan Fanko smiling at them under the table.

The CIA agents felt their blood surge and angrily dragged him out from under the table, and then punched and kicked him.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the agents pressed him to come to Eiffel.

Eiffel looked at Ivan with wide eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you do?"

"I feel unhappy working with you, and I want to break up."

Eiffel's pupils suddenly widened, and he felt very unbelievable. They cooperated and broke up, and they still used this method. This was simply lard.

He laughed angrily, "I have a more interesting way to break up the gang, do you want to hear it?"