Using a machine gun to fire does not mean that Melinda wants to use this machine gun to kill the monsters below. It can be seen from the previous explosion that unless a miracle happens, this is simply impossible.

So her purpose is very simple, that is, to use such an attack to make the monsters below feel pain, and then release the constraints on them under the natural reaction of the creatures.

This seems to be the most likely situation at the moment, but it is not the case. Because the tenacity of this monster is far beyond Melinda's imagination.

Even if Melinda aimed at the key points of his eyes with the cannon, and even if the bullets shot him made his face fly across his flesh and blood. The monster still had no intention of letting go of his claws. It was just screaming and wailing, but was constantly recovering the damage it suffered. And when this damage became accustomed to it, the effect the cannon could have was already minimal.

From a muffled sound like a tearing cloth into a jingling crisp sound, it took only less than a minute in total. A minute ago, Melinda dared to say that she was attacking a flesh and blood body, and a minute later, she even began to doubt whether she was shooting the front armor of a main battle tank.

This ability to adapt and evolve can be said to be unexpected. Even the super biochemical weapon developed by Hydra may only be able to achieve this level. Although the two seem to be unrelated, this inexplicable similarity always makes people feel like déjà vu. It is like two flowers grown from the same seed. Perhaps there is a little difference in color and density, but both shape and characteristics are always the same.

Could it be a coincidence? Melinda couldn't help but have such a question. Soon, she denied this idea. Because no matter how coincidental it was, it would probably not be as coincidental as this. There must be a certain connection here, and what kind of connection it is probably still needed to investigate further.

Of course, this is not something she needs to care about right now. If you want to investigate the details, the minimum condition is that you can survive the current crisis. Judging from the current situation, this does not seem optimistic.

This is not only Melinda's opinion, but also her technology to her companions. He had never experienced such a scene and was completely disappointed at this moment, and even began to complain.

"I knew that I shouldn't think about doing any field tasks. The laboratory is so good. Everyone is full and speaks nicely, and it's not boring at all. I'm really full and I have nothing to do, so I think about coming out to breathe fresh air. What's good about fresh air? Isn't it just a little higher oxygen content? I can also make it in the laboratory. Now that I'm fine, I'll probably go into someone's stomach in a while. I can't breathe except stomach qi."

"Fez, shut up. If you have this skill, you might as well find a way to ask for help or write a suicide note."

Unable to stand a big man who is so mother-in-law, Melinda started to fight directly. Faced with Melinda's sudden temper, Fez muttered dissatisfied.

"Who should I ask for help? Even if I sent a rescue model to the Air Force, it would take at least half an hour for them to come. By then, I guess both of us would be almost digested into feces. As for writing suicide notes, my mind is now messy and I don't know what to write."

"Listen, Fitz. If you dare to lift the feces in front of me again, I will beat you into a ball of feces. Believe me, this time is definitely enough. Maybe you can pray that the monster below will not have any interest in feces!"

"I don't think it's possible. Judging from its appearance, it probably can eat even if I become that piece of stuff. And compared to this, I hope to pray that a great savior will appear in front of me at this time. Although such a thing is almost impossible. Oh, hell, what did I see?"

A sudden scream made Melinda turn her gaze instantly. When she looked down along Fez's gaze, she immediately saw a very conspicuous existence.

A bald head appeared behind the monster in a dignified place. And like a fist shaking a tree, he waved his fist at the monster.

This seemed to be a ridiculous move, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Because in that moment, the monster had already let out a louder wail than before, and its body, which was larger than an elephant, suddenly fell to the ground like a stumble.

The arm, which is far longer than the overall length of the body, obviously cannot maintain its stalemate in such a situation. Although it caused a violent shock to the Kun-style fighter for a while, in the end, the Kun-style fighter still broke away from its control.

Seizing this opportunity, Fitz quickly pulled the plane to a safe enough distance. Because the incident suddenly happened, the situation changed beyond everyone's imagination. So they did not choose to leave directly, but began to examine the current scene condescendingly. It was not until this time that they could really carefully examine the suddenly appeared bald head.

This is an adult male, about 190 cm tall. He has his head bare and his upper body is exposed. His body looks very strong.

The bronze skin and the bulging body of his muscles make him look full of strength just by looking. This is not the most conspicuous feature of him. The most conspicuous thing about him is the tattoo that is definitely called dazzling.

Through the enlarged camera, Melinda and the others could clearly see that a dragon-like tattoo was tattooed on his exposed body. The tattoo was lifelike, and even through the camera's broadcast, it could make people feel the exquisite details. Every finger claw and every scale were clearly decorated. I don't know what kind of pigment it was decorated with, and the entire tattoo revealed a color like lava flowing on his body.

This is not the most special situation. The most special situation is that this tattoo can actually wander around the bald head like a living thing. It was obviously open its mouth on the bald head's chest, making it look like it was choosing a person to eat. The next moment, it had already swam to the bald head's back, and its wings spread out and covered the shoulder blades on both sides of the bald head.

This is no longer a lifelike sentence. If it is said, it can only be described in one incredible sentence.

"Where did he get his tattoo, I want to try it. I think if I had such a cool tattoo on my body, the agents from the field department wouldn't have laughed at me as a sissy."

Fitz looked at the tattoo on the bald man, and was so envious that he almost drooled. But facing his incompetent appearance, Melinda shook her head and said.

"Whether you are sissy is not determined by what kind of tattoo you are tattooed on, but by your personal will. From this point of view, you are no longer saved, Fitz. In addition, if you have the time to envy this, you might as well do something more meaningful. I need this person's information, immediately, right away!"

Melin was Fitz's nominal boss, so after she issued such an order in the tone of order, Fitz naturally had to let go of all distractions and start working for her orders.

With the complete facial data of the target person, this kind of investigation is not difficult, so soon all the information about this person was already in front of them.

"Dr. Stephen Strange, a famous neurosurgery expert, once set a record of 100% success rate of surgery. Because of an accident, his hands were comminuted fractures. Although he was treated afterwards, his hand nerves also left irrescue patients. This ended his doctor's career, and for this reason, he faced the dilemma of bankruptcy. Judging from his bank records, the doctor has gone bankrupt, and his property and luxury cars have been listed for sale."

"The last time he appeared was in Los Angeles, a TV station's live recording program. The program was jointly organized by government departments to introduce Baron Modu's magic to the public. It was on that program that Dr. Strange received the promise of Sir Modu that as long as he could hike to the highest peak of the Rockies, he would have the opportunity to learn magic."

"Okay, it seems he has succeeded. Otherwise, I wouldn't believe that a person with permanently insanity on his hands could knock down such a big monster with one punch. But has he really become a mage? Why do I feel like he is more like a boxing champion?"

"It's better to be a monk than a boxing champion. His bald head is really vivid."

It’s rare that Melinda, who has a scheming personality, also made a joke. But after saying this, she shifted the topic to the formality.

"Follow him, we are not sure whether he is an enemy or a friend yet. Also, be prepared to accept him. If he is not the opponent of this monster, we have to find a way to help him get out of here."

Since the contact with Baron Modu has been in full swing, it has been less than a year. To be honest, Melinda doesn't think this is a realistic thing. Unless Dr. Strange has a powerful ancestor, the level of gods and demons. Otherwise, she would not have much hope for such things at all.

If the strong can achieve this quickly, where should you let the agents who have received strict training since childhood go? Compared to those who are born to stand at a higher starting point, these people standing on the same starting line as them, but running like they are on the F1 racing car, which makes them feel more unacceptable. Because this is a denial of their existence and their past efforts. No matter what kind of person is facing such a guy, they may feel complicated.

Melinda is actually no exception at this point. Although according to common sense, she should hope that Strange has the power to defeat this monster. However, based on the most essential thoughts in her heart, she hopes to see another situation happen.

It's ridiculous, isn't it? But sometimes this is indeed human nature. Fortunately, the operation of this world is rarely transferred by human will. So Melinda did not see the scene in her heart that she didn't even have the courage to admit. All she could see was a scene with a bald head and a powerful figure.

Mages, especially melee mages, are not fans of turn-based confrontations. Like most combat professions, they focus on a tactical idea to take advantage of your illness and kill you. So after knocking down such a huge monster with one punch, Strange grabbed one of its arms without hesitation, and then threw the monster with a conservative weight of more than ten tons in a standard shoulder-to-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shou

Why is it said that throwing and throwing skills is a very lethal fighting technique? That is because it can turn the opponent's weight into its own blow power. Fist and foot may play a more significant destructive power than falling in the opposite direction. But simply speaking of strength, the throwing and throwing skills that use the body and the earth as the pedals are better. Especially when you encounter an opponent who can ignore your weight and pick you up, you will understand what it feels like to be crushed.

This monster has already experienced this feeling now. His weight of more than ten tons collided with the earth in such a fierce way. Such a physical effect is enough to break half of the bones on its body. Of course, it is different whether there are bones on it. But no matter what, such damage is real and cannot be escaped.

So from the perspective of the bystander, the dirty flesh and blood rush out of the monster like a squeezed and exploded. Faced with such a disgusting scene, Strange couldn't help but frown.

Perhaps from the surface, this monster was severely damaged. But from the perspective of a mage, he could clearly sense the vigorous dark power in the monster's body.

This is the pillar that supports the monster's appearance in reality. As long as this dark force is not eliminated, then the monster will never face death.

In other words, Immortal Body? Realizing this, Strange's face immediately smiled.

Such changes did not make him lose his fighting spirit, but instead further stimulated his competitive spirit. So at the moment, he folded his hands together and made a standard weekly movement. Then he recited it like this in his mouth.
Chapter completed!