Altman Tiga in Marvel

Tang sat on the bed, and Hill stepped forward and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Of course." Tang straightened his back and said, "I didn't pee my pants in fear. Wow, you look so beautiful in this suit."

Hill looked at the dusty red dress on his body and replied: "Thank you, but I am still more accustomed to combat clothing. Sorry, it seems that your return journey will be postponed again. You should wait for this attack." The incident has been resolved."

"It seems that now is not the time to discuss this." Tang replied with a wry smile and asked: "That Kirialodian, do you have any way to deal with it?"

"Of course." Hill replied confidently: "We are SHIELD, and we are the most professional in this area. Just wait here for our success."

These words may have been said unintentionally, but Tang still felt quite uncomfortable.

Hill said a few greetings, and immediately left in a hurry with Nick Fury. Only Don and Natasha were left in the ward, sitting there staring at each other.

"Are you really Ultraman Tiga?" Natasha asked suspiciously.

"Sorry for disappointing you."

"I didn't..." Natasha was about to make a quibble, but Tang interrupted her: "You should speak behind your back."

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head and his tone sounded a little depressed, "I'm not brave at all. Where I used to live, there was a group of real warriors, the cutest people, who protected guys like me. They are meticulous, just like the warm sunshine, and their existence is almost invisible at ordinary times, but once they are lost, you will find that it is bone-chillingly cold outside.”

"Now I feel that feeling of loneliness and helplessness, so I want to say even more, if I can, I also want to become a light, like them."

"What do you want to do?" Natasha's heart couldn't help but beat.

"Ultraman Tiga will never run away from his battles, and he will never be afraid of his enemies. I think I should do the same."

On the other side, the Kiriarod extermination operation deployed by SHIELD is in full swing.

Agent Clint Barton, codenamed Hawkeye, is hovering in the sky in a newly modified Quinjet.

"Headquarters, I have arrived at the designated location and am waiting for the firing order."

"Wait a moment." Coulson's voice came from Barton's communication headset, "The target moves very fast underground, and its trajectory is very messy. We need time to analyze its movement patterns."

"how much time is required?"

"Uh... about half an hour, you know analytical functions, big data..."

"You have made things too troublesome, Coulson." Patton said unceremoniously: "Transmit the target's movement data to my fighter."

"What are you going to do?" Coulson asked.

"Isn't this obvious?" Barton said with a confident smile, "Enter the coordinates and press the button. This is something that a child can do. Since you gave me a gun and a target, the rest Yes, just trust your good shooters."

In the command hall, Coulson glanced helplessly at Nick Fury. Seeing the latter nodding, he relaxed and said: "Barton, be careful. The microwave cannon's attack direction is vertically downward, which is equivalent to the point. To attack, you only have [-] seconds at most, and you have to carefully choose the location to attack, preferably an uninhabited place."

"Copy that." Button moved his body a little in the driver's seat. It sounded very challenging, and his buttocks could hardly sit still.

The height of the Quinjet slowly dropped, and finally it hovered at a position close to the ground. The target was indeed moving rapidly, drawing a complicated and continuous curve on the display screen, like a mess of cotton thread, which made people feel uncomfortable. No way to start.

This kind of irregular and high-speed moving target cannot be solved by data analysis. It requires an experienced and talented shooter.

Fortunately, the man sitting in the fighter plane at this time, there is no one more powerful than him on the earth.

Patton piloted the fighter plane and moved slowly in the horizontal direction. It looked leisurely and aimless. It was in sharp contrast with the fast-moving light spots on the display screen. It looked like an old lady in her seventies and eighty years old, leaning on a cane, was on the field. Go racing against a first-level athlete.

Everyone in the command hall of the headquarters was watching this funny scene. Most people felt that they might not see the day of victory in their lifetime.

But they forgot that the event of the competition is not racing, but shooting.

The microwave cannon on the Quinjet fighter suddenly fired, and the microwave attack went straight to the ground. By coincidence, at the moment the attack arrived, the target was right in front of it.

"The target was completely hit!" the radar monitor reported excitedly, with disbelief written on his face.

The command hall immediately burst into excitement, and everyone applauded and hugged enthusiastically to celebrate this hard-won victory.

"What about the damage effect?" Nick Fury did not lose his mind and asked immediately.

The radar monitor calmed down, sat back, carefully checked the data images, and suddenly said in horror: "The energy of the target is increasing rapidly, and it is approaching the surface at an extremely fast speed!"

"where is it?"

"At point 33 where the attack was launched, Agent Patton's location!"

"Barton, get out of there!"

However, it was too late. Flames suddenly shot up from the sky and swallowed up the entire fighter plane in an instant.

"Barton, did you receive it? Barton." Nick Fury called twice, and his heart sank to the bottom unknowingly. "

"Copy that, Director." Barton's familiar voice came over.

A dazzling light flashed, and Ultraman Tiga's huge figure appeared on the scene. There were two Quinjets hovering next to him, one of which was piloted by Patton, who had just escaped. As for the other, On the stand, Agent Natasha Romanoff was reporting back to the team over the radio.

"How dare you disobey my order?" Nick Fury gritted his teeth, feeling all sorts of things in his heart, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"I don't dare." On the radio, Natasha replied with a smile: "You asked me to protect you, didn't you do that? So far, no one has been closer than me." As she said this, she swayed from side to side. After flicking the wing of the fighter plane, the Quinjet looked like a buzzing mosquito in front of Dega.

"Nat, is it you?" Barton couldn't believe it. He and Natasha were close friends, and their relationship was extraordinary. To be precise, it was he who instigated Natasha to change careers and join SHIELD. .

"Yes, I'm with a new boss now, and I'm no longer the agent Natasha Romanoff I used to be." Natasha chuckled.

"Oh, my God, he's so big." Barton looked at Ultraman Tiga's tall, slender and muscular figure, and undoubtedly exclaimed the same wonder as everyone else.

"Ultraman Tiga, you finally showed up!" At some point, a small figure suddenly appeared on the ground. After taking a closer look, I realized that it was a person. It was the guy who attacked the hospital before, and now he was pointing at Dee. The ghosts are roaring and screaming.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you then? I was just waiting for this moment to come. It's time to use your ending to let these stupid humans understand the true power of our Kirialodians. They understand the consequences of opposing the great god Kyriarod!"

"I'll show you the consequences of going against my mother first!"

Natasha rushed forward in the Quinjet, and a six-barreled 20mm Gatling cannon, known as the Vulcan cannon in the world, poked out from under the belly of the aircraft.This bitch showed no mercy and fired wildly at the arrogant man. The Vulcan cannon made a continuous "sizzling" sound, and the bullets spurted out like they were free. The shells clinked on the ground, and finally He fired until the barrel of the gun was red and smoking, and he didn't stop until all the bullets on the fighter plane were used up.

"How's it going?" Natasha put the gun back in her belly and swung the wings of the fighter from left to right in triumph.

Ultraman Tiga gave her a thumbs up and gave her the world's first Ultra thumbs up.

This is definitely the blood of a fighting nation.

Of course, it would be better if it could be used as a starting point.

After the smoke passed, the flames suddenly burst out, and a huge humanoid monster appeared inside. It had the same size as Diga, but its appearance was even more ugly and terrifying.

"The huge energy group actually materialized." Coulson muttered to himself, simply unable to believe it.

"I'm afraid he didn't even have a body originally. It was in order to match Tiga that he transformed into this physical form. He is really a weird Kirialodian." Nick Fury's face was heavy. Unlike the previous monsters, this one They are obviously alien creatures with higher intelligence and are more difficult to deal with.

"We can't let him fight alone. Where is our super cannon?" Nick Fury asked.

"The test model has been damaged in the last battle, and the new model is still being urgently produced." Coulson's face also looked very ugly.

"It's really..." Nick Fury didn't know what to say. He knew that these people had worked hard enough, but it was not enough.Without powerful new standing weapons, there is no way to deal with endless monsters and alien creatures.

On the other side, Tiga and the gigantic Kirialodians have already fought. Unlike before, the two sides fighting this time have similar body shapes and the same level of intelligence, so they are more flexible and agile during the fight, and they do not fall behind. Cliché, it looks like two warriors having a one-on-one duel.

Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded. It was indeed a good fight. How can you tell? There are praises to prove it:

This rivalry is not a trivial one, and the Earth needs to show off its prestige.The murderous aura is overwhelming and the gods are hiding from the sky. The sun and moon are hidden and no stars can be seen.Houses collapsed and other trivial matters, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and everyone was shocked.One is a spiritual body in another dimension, and the other is an incarnation of light that travels through time and space.This Balrog warrior is fierce with fire, and that ancient giant is fierce with light.Look at this face, which is as ferocious as a crying ghost, and the body as black as coal and flesh; look at that thin waist, long legs, and strong figure, with bright eyes like salted eggs.Throw it in the air, the heel falls, the white crane spreads its wings so elegantly; throw it over the shoulder, the ghost turns over, and the black tiger shows no mercy.This one's hand shoots flaming bullets like a fire god, and the one's waist shines with arrows like an elf.The two tigers fight and bite each other, and the eagle attacks the snake and tries to show off its abilities.There is no victory or defeat when the grid blocks the enemy; there is no victory or defeat when the enemy is resisted by support.I wanted to fight San Lily, so I called the police first with the red light on my chest.Before you know it, the time is up, and the enemy has not been killed.

If you want to know what is going on, listen to the next breakdown.