Chapter 321: Iron Guard’s “Intelligence”

In the deep night, in the woods outside the villa, the superpowered fighters approached the target silently. They moved skillfully, like a group of well-trained ghosts, and the night vision equipment flashed a cold light in the darkness. Everyone had only one goal in mind: to completely end the life of the invisible man.

However, just as they approached the villa, a group of calm figures suddenly appeared in their field of vision. These people were wearing ordinary clothes and walked out of the woods expressionlessly, seemingly unaware of the existence of super-powered combatants.

"Who are they?" a fighter asked in a low voice, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Kill them all." The leader said coldly, making an attacking gesture.

However, the next moment, the calm situation suddenly broke. This group of seemingly ordinary figures suddenly transformed, and various biochemical monsters appeared in the moonlight. Their bodies began to twist and deform, and their skin cracked, revealing a bloody and horrible appearance. Some people turned into huge zombies with pale skin and empty eyes; some grew sharp claws and let out a low roar; and some turned into swift hounds, with madness flashing in their bloodthirsty eyes.

"Biochemical monster!" a fighter exclaimed, immediately raising his weapon and preparing for battle.

The battle broke out instantly, and the sound of gunfire and roars echoed in the woods. The superpowered fighters fought hard, and their superpowers flashed a dazzling light in the darkness. Some fighters could control fire, and the fireworks danced in the air, burning several zombies that rushed over; some fighters could control metal, and sharp metal fragments flew in the air, cutting the body of the biochemical monster; and some fighters could create a strong shield to block the monster's attack.

But there were many biochemical monsters, and each of them had amazing strength and speed. One fighter was knocked down by a mutant hound, and its sharp teeth instantly tore his throat, and blood splattered on the ground. Another fighter had just burned a zombie with fire, but was hit by a claw from a giant monster that suddenly appeared behind him, and the whole person was torn in half.

The battle became more intense, and the woods were filled with screams and tearing sounds. The defense line of the superpower fighters was gradually broken, and they fell one after another, and the blood stained the ground red. Although they tried their best, they seemed outnumbered in the face of these ferocious biochemical monsters.

At the same time, the party in the villa was still going on, with deafening music, laughter and the sound of wine glasses clinking mixed together. The guests in the villa did not hear the fighting outside at all, and were still immersed in the atmosphere of carnival, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with them.

The last combatant was knocked down by a zombie, and its sharp claws pierced his chest, ending his life. The biochemical monsters roared in triumph, and blood dripped onto the ground, reflecting the cold light of the moon.

After the battle, the biochemical monsters stood quietly in place, like guardians, guarding the safety of the villa. No superpower warrior could escape, and they were all slaughtered in this forest.

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As night falls, the streets of Los Angeles are brightly lit, but Natasha is walking through a dark area. Her eyes are sharp and she is always alert to the movements around her. Today, her mission is to sneak into a secret base, which is believed to be the secret base of the Leviathan Group for the development of genetic drugs.

Natasha is wearing a tight black spy suit that perfectly outlines her slender figure. The suit is light but extremely tough, and is covered with a faint reflective material, which can provide excellent concealment in the dark. She has a full chest, and the design of the suit tightly wraps it, which is both sexy and majestic. She has a slender waist and long legs. The suit fits her body tightly, making her look particularly flexible and agile. She wears a pair of black tactical boots on her feet. The boots are flexible and strong, suitable for moving in various terrains.

She approached the base cautiously and stopped in front of a heavy iron door, with a hint of calm determination in her eyes. Natasha gently fiddled with the buckle of the pin on her chest. This small pin was not only a decoration, but also a high-tech device she used to record the mission. The pin's lens flashed slightly and began to record the surrounding situation.

"Maria, I have arrived at the target location." Natasha said softly, her voice transmitted to the rear command center through the headset.

Maria Hill's voice came from the other end of the headset, calm and professional, "Understood, Natasha. Please continue to report your findings."

Natasha looked around and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, she began to carefully check the lock of the iron door. She pulled out a small lock picking tool from the inside of her boots and skillfully pried the lock of the iron door. The door hinge made a slight creaking sound, and she quickly slipped in, moving as nimbly as a cat.

She continued to move forward, carefully avoiding possible surveillance and traps. The corridors inside the base were dim and narrow, and the walls were covered with various pipes and wires. Natasha's heartbeat was steady, and every step she took was light and silent.

She walked to an intersection, stopped, pulled out a tiny probe from the pin on her chest, and carefully inserted it into a small hole in the wall. The probe quickly scanned the surrounding electronic equipment, and Maria's instructions came through Natasha's headset.

"Natasha, be careful. There are many advanced security systems here." Maria's voice was filled with worry. "If this is really Leviathan's genetic medicine base, they won't let anyone in easily."

"I know." Natasha responded softly and continued to move forward. She walked to a room, gently pushed open the door, and found that it was filled with various high-tech equipment and experimental equipment.

Natasha entered the room quietly and carefully checked each device. Her eyes stopped at a computer terminal, and she quickly inserted a small data transfer device and began to download the data inside.

"Maria, I've entered the lab and am downloading data," Natasha reported.

"Very good, Natasha." Maria's voice was filled with relief. "Stay alert. We need as much information as possible."

Natasha's eyes suddenly stopped at a sign in the corner of the room, and a doubt surged in her heart. This sign was not from the Leviathan Group, but from the Umbrella Corporation.

"Maria, this doesn't seem to be Leviathan's base." Natasha whispered, with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes, "The sign here is that of the Umbrella Corporation."

Maria's slightly surprised voice came from the headset, "Umbrella Company? Why are they here?"

Natasha quickly pulled out the data transmission device and prepared to evacuate. "No matter what, I have to leave here immediately."

Her movements were swift and agile, and she quickly dodged out of the laboratory and evacuated quickly along the route she came in. Her vigilance reached the extreme, and she took every step carefully, leaving no trace.

"Natasha, leave quickly." Maria's voice became urgent in the headset, "We will meet you outside."

Natasha quickened her pace, walked through the corridor, avoided the surveillance cameras, and finally returned to the exit of the base. She quickly opened the iron door, flashed out, and disappeared into the night.

"Mission accomplished, evacuating now," Natasha said into the headset, her voice carrying a hint of calmness and determination, but the doubts in her heart still loomed large in her mind.

Natasha quickly reunited with the team in the night and handed the data transmission device to an agent. The agent immediately took out a high-tech device, quickly connected it to the data transmission device, and began to read the information in it. The device emitted a faint blue light, and the agent looked at the screen intently.

Then, the agent raised his head and said to Natasha, "Sir, there is only one piece of information in here, an address, the address of the Leviathan Group's genetic factory."

Natasha and Maria heard the news at the same time. Maria's voice came from the pin on Natasha's chest, "This is obviously information that Umbrella deliberately leaked to us."

Natasha smiled helplessly and said to Maria, "It seems that the Hawke Group doesn't think highly of the Leviathan Group at all. They are not opponents of the same level at all."

Maria chuckled on the other end of the headset. "Leviathan Group is going to be screwed. But we can't work for nothing. Natasha, next time you meet with the top executives of Umbrella, remember to use the honey trap and extract more useful information."

Natasha raised her eyebrows and responded with a hint of joking, "The reward should be the genetic medicine in the factory. The next time I see you, maybe you have super powers and can become a superhero."

Maria laughed even louder. "Then I'll have to look forward to it. But, Natasha, this mission was well done. We now have the address of an important base of the Leviathan Group, and we can proceed with the next plan."

Then he said formally: "Tomorrow morning, the captain and Hawkeye will meet you. The director just gave me an order to get all the genetic drugs and data from the Leviathan Group factory."

"Got it, Maria. Next time I go back to the bureau, remember to buy more of my favorite snacks and save some for me. Every time I go back, I find that I drink nothing but coffee. I smell like coffee all over. I don't want to become a coffee lover." Natasha said.

"Received, my Lady Black Widow."

Maria looked at the serious Nick Fury beside her, thought of something, and laughed inexplicably.

"You can buy more 'white sugar'." Nick Fury said to Maria who hung up the call with Black Widow.

"Well, Chief, I'm leaving first." Maria waved to Nick Fury and trotted away from the workstation, leaving Nick Fury shaking his head slightly.

Natasha put away her equipment, led the team to evacuate quickly, and disappeared into the night. Her heart was filled with new goals and determination. No matter how dangerous the road ahead was, she would move forward without flinching.