For the rescue of Steve Rogers, after having a clear goal, the operation became more cautious. After all, no one wants to see a broken Captain America.
The previous explosions and various rough operations, in the face of the excellent defensive capabilities of the Hydra bomber, barely saved everything inside the aircraft.
What should I say...Thank you to Hydra's equipment for protecting America's butt!
However, all of this can only be regarded as recreation and entertainment. Even Captain America's reappearance is not as good as Sullivan's opening up a new territory in the Arctic.
So now Ash has returned to the temporary camp on the outskirts of Paris.
In the face of matters related to the prevention of Sullivan, Ashe, as an effective combat force that can fight against the enemy, cannot stay away. And Iceland, a place that is hated by humans and dogs, cannot provide the Control Bureau's huge supplies.
So the criticized temporary camp was transformed into a semi-permanent garrison for the use of the Control Bureau.
And because of the previous nanomachinery outbreak in Paris, full power supply has not yet been restored in Paris at this moment, which gives darkness an opportunity.
Placing Ash and others here can also be used as a defensive measure and a means of maintaining stability.
So Ash was forced to start a painful life of going to work every day in the suburbs of Paris.
Ash spends his days patrolling around at fixed points every day, and the most important thing here is to observe the thawing of America's buttocks.
After most of the ice processing work was completed, the American buttocks were temporarily guarded in the camp.
But because there was no way of knowing that thawing would damage America's buttocks, the thawing work only stopped at the periphery of Steve's body.
Now in Steve's case, it's really an American popsicle, left in the camp for people to visit.
The remaining work will have to be completed by Stark and other biologists when he returns home.
Lying on the grass, enjoying the few free moments, the ghost's hooded figure blocked half of the sunlight.
Ash sighed and closed his eyes, pretending that he was sleeping and couldn't hear.
When the ghost saw this look, he, who had learned from Anderson a long time ago, was not afraid at all and started talking to himself.
"There is an energy explosion recorded near Mengsuli Park in the south. They hope you can take a look..."
Anderson's experience is naturally to tell Ash the matter. As long as Ash hears it, he will have to check it out because of responsibility.
Of course, this is only an incident that has no impact on their own side. If there is any impact on the Control Bureau, they will definitely deal with the trouble themselves. Only when they can't solve the problem will they come to Ash for help.
And these transmissions from the ghost are just one thing picked out of a bunch of things. Everyone has seen that Ash these days, because he can't fish, is almost letting his decadent energy take over the entire military camp.
Leaving the file with Ash, the ghost left.
Ash closed his eyes and reached out to touch the file next to him. He stretched out his hands and finished reading under the sun. When others noticed this again, Ash's figure disappeared, leaving only the file on the grass waiting for the ghost to collect it.
Ash held the French special armor-piercing bullet in his hand, taking advantage of the fact that it was still soft when it was freshly baked. Taking advantage of the special fragrance of the cognac in the sidecar, Ash walked around like a usual tourist to the location where the ghost reported.
As soon as he turned around, Ash noticed the difference.
'Hell energy mixed with magic spells, is it a mage? Or a demon wizard?'
Looking at the broken streets, it was completely different from the damage caused by natural gas explosions. The broken walls were still stained with black blood, and on the other side were cracks caused by energy bombardment.
'The shaman's walking corpse still has energy to release spells. Is someone starting a war here?'
After taking a look at the blood that was as thick as asphalt, Ash kept moving forward in the direction of the battle.
Until across the entire park, in an apartment block, Ash saw the protagonist of this battle.
A man and a woman were hiding behind the car, using the vehicle engine as a shield. The man, covered in bandages, was constantly projecting various energy balls, while the woman took out various weapons and shot wildly.
Their enemies are the walking corpses controlled by a group of dark wizards. These bodies have been modified by witchcraft and can easily withstand attacks from light weapons. Only the energy projected by men will cause them to lose part of their bodies.
Although the man can rub energy very fast, it is still not as fast as the number of people on the opposite side. In front of the huge group of zombies, this kind of attack can only be of little use.
Standing a little further away, Ash watched the woman push the man behind her and shoot with all her strength, as if leaving the man with a chance to escape.
The woman took out several bombs and placed them neatly in front of her. As if saying goodbye, she turned back and said something to the man.
"Goodbye, Victor..."
Looking at the name spoken by the woman, Ash suddenly remembered the divine king he had sponsored before, but no matter how he checked, the soul of the man in front of him who was covered in bandages did not match his previous appearance.
But now he couldn't care so much, Ash directly threw the thunder gun.
Before the woman could throw the bomb to intercept the enemy, the harsh thunder and dazzling lightning instantly burned the walking corpses to ashes.
The thunder spread, causing the dark wizards controlling the walking corpses to tremble and fall to the ground unable to move.
The air was still filled with the strange smell of the air being struck by lightning. Ash bit his baguette and walked towards the man and woman without minding how many enemies he had just killed.
The woman saw Ash, the uninvited guest, and pointed her gun at Ash, ready to shoot and kill the unknown person.
The bandaged man who fell on the ground stopped the woman and said, "Wait a minute, Valeria, I know him..."
Ash ignored Valeria's nervous pointing at the gun, squatted in front of the bandaged man, reached out and tore off the bandage on the bridge of his nose, exposing his eyes.
After staring for a long time, Ash frowned and said, "How come it's like this? Even the aura of the soul has changed?"
It was confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed Doom, but his soul was tainted with hell, and the special breath of hell had marked him. Anyone who could see his soul would recognize that it was prey belonging to hell.
Doom looked at Ash in front of him, turned to Valeria and said: "Kill those wizards, let's get out of here first..."
Valeria did not act immediately, but looked at Ash in front of her, the vigilance in her eyes not dissipating at all.
"Don't worry, Valeria, he is the person I said he was..."
I don’t know what Doom said to Valeria before. After hearing Doom’s explanation, Valeria’s wariness towards Ash suddenly disappeared.
Following Doom's command, Valeria placed the bombs next to the dark wizards, and helped Doum step by step out of the block.
After leaving the safe area, Valeria pressed the detonation button without hesitation. The deafening explosion, accompanied by smoke and dust, sent those dark wizards on their last journey.
Doom, who was supported, said: "Let's go to a safe place first. I have prepared other safe houses. Even with the recent riots, I don't know if it is still safe there..."
Doom is obviously being hunted. It makes sense that there are one or two safe houses. As for the recent riots, Doom doesn't know the cause?
This can only show that Doom has been living an isolated life recently, and he has turned a deaf ear to even the events that happened locally.
Ash looked at Doom. He was wrapped in bandages, indicating that he had suffered severe trauma, and the soul stained by hell made Ash curious about Doom's recent life.
Ash said: "Come with me, I may be the only one in Paris that is safe..."