Luke stepped forward, raised the alloy door casually, and picked up the irritable little raccoon.

Although the Rockets were hit and injured, they were still very tough: "Damn it, you black bat, let you Rockets come down, otherwise I will want you to be hell... Oh↘↗↘"

The scolding stopped, and the comfort from the body made it unable to help but make a gentle "scream".

Luke grabbed its left hand and a faint white light radiated, but he was using the light of life to restore its loss.

Without the Rockets' nagging, Luke flashed and grabbed Rhode, whose armor was out of service, from the ruins, and grabbed it: "I'll take them out, Dr. Banner, you can let go."

As he said that, the person disappeared into the passage when he came.

Dr. Banner was stunned for several seconds before feeling the heavy pressure on his shoulders: "Bastard, get out of here."

He swung his left arm and slapped a large piece of the building's wreckage with one slap.

The wreckage without support rumbling down and buried him.

But a few seconds later, Dr. Banner knocked a hole out of the wreckage and reappeared.

The embarrassing situation just now was purely caused by the two drags on Rhodes and the Rockets.

If they weren't to save them, let alone the debris of the base fell, even if the crust was hundreds of meters long, the doctor's Hulk's body would be nothing.

Dr. Banner, who was out of trouble, was in a good mood and couldn't help but feel good about the Knight who helped him.

Although they are less talkative and not kind, they cannot withstand the key to efficient actions and are not dragging on the slightest amount of time.

Thinking of this, he chased after the Knight had just left.

The passage collapsed again? Isn’t it open again after a few slaps?

...

Clint reached out and touched the quiver behind him, and his face changed: "Be careful, I have no arrows."

As he said this, he tucked the long bow in his hand at the four-arm monster that was rushing towards him, changed his hand and pulled the bow, and misled himself and it.

The empty right hand drew a long knife on his right shoulder, released the long bow with his left hand, and the right long knife slashed the neck of the four-armed monster who was twisting and fighting back with a knife.

The four-armed monster's head flew up, but his body knocked him to the ground and rolled several times.

Whoosh!duangduangduang!

A red, blue and white round shield flew over, hitting the back of a four-arm monster that continued to pounce on Clint, and then refracted and exploded the head of the four-arm monster in front of him. He bounced on the wall of the passage and was caught by Steve who rushed over and slashed the face of the four-arm monster who was chasing behind him.

Steve gasped: "How are you?"

Clint kicked the four-armed monster corpse pressing against his body: "No problem, the knife of labor and capital is as fast as it is."

Steve: "Do you need me to remind you of language?"

Clint bent his knees and half-kneeled on the ground: "You can't get over this joke."

Although the two were chatting, they also took the opportunity to rest.

After the attack, Clint's luck was that he was not suppressed, but was bad because he was discovered by a group of four-armed monsters early and chased them all the way.

He fought and retreated for a while, and ran into Steve who had just crawled out of the ruins.

Then... it turns out that two people are chased together.

Even if Steve is a Super Shield Warrior and Clint is a top-level long-range shooter, he can't resist the endless four-armed monster.

The two of them cooperated far and near, and killed hundreds of four-arm monsters in a row within a few minutes, but were still forced to fight and retreat.

Clint was fine. He was not injured before and didn't consume much energy to shoot archery. Now he can still hold on for a while if he swung a knife.

However, Steve was hit by a minor internal organ injury when it collapsed. He drilled out of the ruins and took a lot of energy. He didn't even have time to take a breath, and he fought fiercely all the way here.

He is an iron man and can't stand it anymore.

After saying a few words, he took a breath, and a series of creaking noises sounded not far away, mixed with the unique roars of the four-arm monster.

Steve took a deep breath and stood up a little hard: "We go up and can't be exhausted by them here."

This narrow terrain is too frustrating. Even the four-arm monsters can squeeze them to death, so they can only retreat continuously.

It would be great if Dr. Banner was here! The two of them couldn't help but think of this.

Speaking of losing and pushing miscellaneous soldiers, Dr. Banner is a master.

Anyway, these miscellaneous soldiers don’t break the defense when they fight the doctor. Just take a step and hit him. Even if you want to block it, you can’t block him.

In just a few words, the crackling footsteps sounded when the two of them came, and then the four-armed monster that was expected to surge out.

Clint slowly raised his knife, Steve's shield raised, ready to face another round of hard battle.

Boom!

With a loud bang, smoke and dust burst out from the passage wall not far in front of the two, and a big hole appeared.

A familiar voice sounded inside: "Wow, big guy, you don't use it like this if you have strength, right? What should I do if I don't have the strength to kill monsters? I'll have only one self-defense pistol left."

"You'd better pray that Rhodes won't point the wrong way anymore. I don't want to go into the bathroom to find his spare armor." said the black figure who was leading the way.

As the smoke and dust filled, two large and small figures walked out of the hole.

Clint cried out in silence: "Rockets? Rhodes? Uh... Cavaliers?"

The three turned their heads and looked at him on the left.

But Steve called out: "Enemy, to the right." He said that and prepared to throw the shield.

The three of them happened to be between them and the four-armed monster, and they would be pounced on by the four-armed monster for at most two seconds.

However, how could Luke, who is best at narrow terrain warfare, be attacked by the four-armed monster?

Whether it is shock waves or sensitive smell, those four-armed monsters are as stinky as doctrines and cannot be hidden at all.

"I'll deal with them, Rhodes, you go first." He spoke slowly, grabbing and throwing his hands at will.

Rhodes and the Rockets felt themselves floating up and landed quickly and smoothly next to Steve and Clint.

The three of them looked at each other in a bear, and the unarmed Rhodes were the most unsustainable.

Now he doesn't have spare armor, he doesn't even have a small pistol.

If he doesn't find some guys, he doesn't even have the right to fight in this battle: "What should I do?"

Steve didn't say anything for a moment, and did not put down the shield in his hand. He was ready to throw it out to support Luke at any time.

As a result, a cracked fracture accompanied by a heavy punch, the monsters with four arms were like the supporting actors in the movie, and they lay in front of Luke in one encounter.

Unlike the movie, no four-armed monster can still struggle after lying down.

Apart from the remaining nerve reflex in the body, they twitched slightly, the four-armed monsters did not move any more.

Luke's fist, palm, foot, elbow, knees were not swinging rapidly, and it was like a dance containing rhythm.

Each four-arm monster who was approaching was so easy, "setting up" his neck and head on his hands and feet, and killing all of them in an instant with one blow.

The Rockets can't understand the violent guns.

Rhodes, an ordinary fighting expert, can probably understand it clearly.

Clint is a fighting expert, and Steve is even a fighting master.
Chapter completed!