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Chapter 1669

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On the other side, Bat Squad, which was attacking from three sides, also encountered stubborn resistance.

The Hydras on the mothership weren't too strong, but their defensive measures and equipment were made from the Chitauri's. They weren't bad at all, and there were quite a lot of them.

Relying on their advantage in numbers and equipment, the Hydra fleet put up a tough fight.

In order to stop them from advancing, these guys didn't even mind creating a barrier to block Bat Squad's route.

But the opponents of the two motherships in the north and south were Luke's clones.

With this kind of cheating strength, the Hydra defense personnel's last-ditch struggle only served to delay them a little.

On the mothership in the north and south, Bat Squad was still advancing triumphantly.

As a technical support member, Tony was asked to watch quietly, on the grounds that he wasn't familiar with the mind-controlled robots.

And that was indeed the case.

This time, Luke was using all the prototypes.

Apart from being agile and able to use equipment, they weren't equipped with missiles or heavy machine guns. They were more suitable for players with sharp reflexes and precise movements.

The tycoon's usual all-around crushing strength, firepower, and armor simply wouldn't work.

Of course, Luke could take out equipment at any time, but that was a big shot's signature skill, and it was best not to make the tycoon think otherwise.

In any case, the tycoon was the only one who had to switch bodies at any time to control the gates of the three motherships and guide the way.

It didn't matter if he was there or not.

Even so, the three motherships were still fighting fiercely inside. Sparks and lightning flew and explosions rang out incessantly, like the end of the world in a disaster movie.

In the mothership's central control room, the commander had a fierce and nervous expression. "Hold on, hold on. We can't let them in."

If they wanted Operation Insight to reach the bottom line, they had to launch the first wave of attacks at the very least.

This was also the strongest attack apart from the mothership's self-destruction.

But this attack couldn't be launched at will. It would take more than ten minutes just to search for a target, lock on to them, and unlock all kinds of weapons.

This wasn't a game. The targets wouldn't all be standing in an easy place waiting for them to attack.

The mothership's mainframe was frantically searching for and eliminating unsuitable targets.

It wouldn't do to attack in batches.

If the three motherships didn't attack now, the American authorities wouldn't know what was going on and would hesitate.

Each mothership cost tens of billions of dollars, and the authorities definitely wouldn't spend it.

However, as long as they launched an attack and caused heavy casualties, the US government would immediately take them down no matter how reluctant they were.

At this distance between the three space carriers and the ground, the protective shield was not fully charged and could not be activated.

They would be blasted to smithereens by hundreds of missiles in an instant.

Right now, both sides were racing against time.

It's a pity that Hydra couldn't calculate that the person he met this time was not an ordinary Superhero.

Even though they made use of their geographical advantage and equipment to block it with all their might, the Level Two doppelganger soon reached the main control room.

Tony's remote control of the prototype immediately interfered with the other party's circuit. With the cheating ability of Tony's clone, he found several circuits and completed the most effective … physical interference.

With a swing of the saber, all worries were gone.

In any case, he could reattach it later. It could still be used.

Then, he started the process of unlocking the door of the main control room.

This process was also based on physical demolition, supplemented by program cracking, which did not conform to the tycoon's aesthetic standards.

But at the moment, he was not in the mood to complain. This ship had been dismantled, but the other two were waiting.

At this rate, they might not be able to finish off all three ships in time.

But as long as they took care of two, they would have the ability to blow up the third.

Even if the other party might launch the first wave of attacks, they wouldn't give him a chance to launch a second wave of attacks.

The moment the central control room opened, the Level Two clone turned around and left. "The little guys at the base are in trouble. I have to go back and deal with them."

Tony simply hummed in response and stood quietly outside the central control room.

Two shadows had already rushed into the central control room, and there were screams of "Ahhhh, God, no!", which sounded like the soundtrack of a horror movie.

In less than five seconds, the prototype controlled by Angel and Alice carried some corpses with multiple fractures and stab wounds and threw them into the passage outside.

Then, he controlled the prototype to go in. "Guard the door. Don't let anyone disturb me."

The two female assassins simply did as they were told. Not only were they silent, they didn't even nod.

Tony curled his lip and inwardly cursed a certain bat spirit for being terrible at finding women, but first-rate at finding killers. Wasn't she afraid of turning into meat patties and sausages in the middle of the night?

At that moment, the Level One clone was in charge of the southern space carrier. It was only slightly slower, but it was about to be taken down.

The Level Two clone quickly returned to SHIELD's underground dock.

SHIELD's space carrier should have been the easiest to deal with.

After all, when the Hydra attacked, Little Turtle and his disciple, as well as Damon and his daughter, attacked.

Frank had arranged for the two elders to lead a team of seven. This plan was stable enough.

In the end, they actually ran into the most troublesome opponent.

Without Luke on their side, they lacked heavy firepower. It was very difficult to advance with just the thousands of bullets and a few explosives that the seven of them carried.

Looking at the two steel figures who were commanding the Hydra to fight back, Luke was a little surprised. "There are actually two Death Warriors here. Why didn't they save Pierce earlier?"

If they had gone, they would be dead by now. Dead people wouldn't create new problems.

From the outside, these two Death Warriors had more metal bodies.

The two who had saved Pierce had a total of 40% metal body coverage.

These two had almost 80% metal body coverage, and were also equipped with some protective layers and firepower accessories.

They could be regarded as monkey versions of Mark One, but they looked more like miniature versions of Obadiah's Iron Monger, and had the air of an iron king.

But Iron Monger had also been a weirdo who had been able to send Tony's Mark One flying back and forth.

These two miniature versions were a little interesting. They had high attack and high defense, and weren't too afraid of the attacks of the "juvenile squad."

The only weakness of being transparent was that they were a little slow.

But in the cramped space carrier, that wasn't too big of a disadvantage.

If it weren't for the two super veterans, Sprint and Damon, who kept attacking, the juvenile squad would probably have to switch to a third batch of prototypes.

If this continued, the dozens of prototypes that Luke had thrown down would all be scrapped here.

There was no waste, but it would be troublesome to recycle the broken bodies, and he didn't want to waste too much time.

The Level Two clone arrived, but he did not meet up with the Cadet Regiment. Instead, he took a different route and rushed forward.

The two heavily-armored Death Warriors were beating the juvenile squad into a sorry state, but at the same time, they were also overwhelmed by the juvenile squad.

They weren't under too much pressure just dealing with the juvenile squad.

But the two old schemers who were relentless in their sneak attacks were a pain in the ass.

One of the Death Warriors had almost been tricked by Sprint and Damon.

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