The mechanical craze in Marvel

In this kind of mechanical head-on confrontation, there is no skill, no dodging.

Yes, there is firepower, even more firepower!

The light flashed by continuously.

One combat robot after another was hit by the streak of bullets.

Even the Terminator cannot emerge unscathed from such a straightforward firepower duel.

But soon, Coulson's expression changed slightly.

"How's the battle damage?"

"Our casualties exceeded 70%."

"What about the other side?"

Colson pressed for an answer.

"It should not exceed 30%."

Hear this.

Coulson's face was grim.

Is the gap so big?

They're all combat robots, after all.

Even though the combat systems on the SAR-1 are more advanced.

But didn't the director say that, according to Hammer Industries' data, their combat capabilities are about the same?

"The casualty ratio is still widening!"

The agent was still reporting.

Everyone was shocked.

Coulson's lips twitched.

What a fart!

The war began because Hammer Industries' Fair robot system went out of control.

The result was less than ten minutes.

They were almost wiped out by the opposing SAR-1s, which were roughly the same number, with an extremely high casualty ratio.

Director, are you out of your mind?

He really wanted to grab the bureau chief by the neck and ask him a question.

Are we at S.H.I.E.L.D. really that short of money?

You should buy this inferior product.

"Notify the bureau chief immediately; we are about to be inspected."

Coulson glanced at the nearly completely destroyed combat robot and said helplessly.

Just as he had thought.

It didn't take long.

General Ross led his men across from the other side.

At this moment, General Ross had a dignified expression.

They looked at them with the same eyes one would use to look at prisoners.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents gritted their teeth.

Disgraceful, this is an absolute disgrace!

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are selected from all over the world.

But they cannot allow this war to evolve from a mechanical war into a real war.

Damn Hammer Industries!

Everyone was cursing in their hearts.

Nick Fury remained silent upon hearing this.

Then, he made a phone call.

The other end of the phone.

Justin Hammer is sitting with Nolan.

As a counterfeit expert.

He won't let any business opportunity slip by.

After Locke Technology acquired the Super Soldier Serum, he sensed a brand new business opportunity.

Locke Technology was founded not long ago.

There is a severe shortage of talent in all areas.

Hammer Industries, on the other hand, is currently the most advanced military industrial group.

Every military industrial group in the world is comprehensively developed.

They also conduct research in the field of bioengineering.

Therefore, he proposed that Hammer Industries provide a group of researchers for the two companies to conduct joint research.

In this regard.

Nolan greatly admires Justin Hammer's shamelessness.

And a little impatient.

But they've already come to our door.

It's not a good idea to kick people out directly.

So I just kept putting up with him here.

I heard the phone ring.

Nolan asked:

"Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Justin Hammer took it out and glanced at it.

Then his eyes lit up.

He showed Nolan the number on it.

Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I also know about S.H.I.E.L.D., and they have a high demand for combat robots."

They must be here to place a follow-up order.

Nolan remained noncommittal.

Justin Hammer answered the phone.

Smiling, he said into the phone:

"Director Fury, you called so quickly. It seems you are very satisfied with our product."

Nick Fury's cold voice came through.

"Justin Hammer, from this moment forward, S.H.I.E.L.D. will terminate all cooperation agreements with you."

Furthermore, because your Fehr combat robot malfunctioned during combat, triggering a war, we reserve the right to pursue legal action against you.

After saying that, Nick Fury hung up the phone without any politeness.

The phone went dead.

Justin Hammer's expression stiffened slightly.

Nolan chuckled softly.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing. Director Fury just had a few simple questions about our product. Looks like we'll be busy for a few days."

"Oh?"

Nolan's eyes held amusement.

Nick Fury's voice was quite loud just now.

Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could still make out the general idea.

The next second, Nolan's bell rang.

Nolan glanced at it, then a smile played on his lips, and he said:

"The director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

He glanced at Justin Hammer, then pressed the answer button and turned on speakerphone.

"Dr. Locke, I plan to purchase a batch of SAR-1 combat robots from you."

Nolan was somewhat puzzled and said:

"As far as I know, didn't you purchase the Fehr combat robot from Hammer Industries?"

Nolan smiled as he looked at Justin Hammer, whose face was extremely pale.

Upon hearing the name Hammer Industries, Nick Fury couldn't hold back.

"Fuck, those bastards, they made a pile of scrap metal!"

I want him to go to a military court!

Looking at Justin Hammer's ashen face.

Nolan smiled and nodded in agreement.