The military and S.H.I.E.L.D. joined forces, brought in aircraft and artillery, and prepared for the battle in full swing in the camp.
Several Asgardian warriors were exaggerated by this pre-war atmosphere, and all of them were full of energy and high morale, except Thor. Normally, Thor would be the most excited one before the war. Every time he fought, it was very important to him.
As happy as the New Year.
But at that time, he was still a veritable god of thunder. Every time there was a battle, he would run at the front of the team, swinging the hammer with sparks and lightning, and standing out as "big brother hammers it." But now he has lost all his magical power, and even his beloved
Meowhammer no longer recognizes him. Now everyone is fighting outside, but he can only sit in the camp behind and watch. The feeling is even worse than killing him.
Before the battle, Thor held on to his last chance and tried several more times with Richard, but the result did not change at all. He was sweating profusely on top, and the Meowth hammer was motionless underneath, without giving him any face.
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SHIELD provided technical support and first flew a few drones into the valley to investigate the situation. Richard looked through the display screen in the camp and unexpectedly discovered that the group of frost giants had been cleared out by him last night.
After a while, another large group appeared, and it looked like it was several times larger than last night.
It must be that the space passage has been consolidated a lot by the frost giant's magic, so more giants passed through the passage.
A few minutes later, the Frost Giants seemed to have noticed the drone flying in the sky. The group of giants chatted fiercely in Giant language for a while, and then threw ice shards or ice picks into the sky, and they were all gone with a snap.
The drone stalled.
This seemed to have attracted the attention of the giants. A group of frost giants were originally squatting in the valley, preparing to grow. Unexpectedly, the mortals of Midgard unexpectedly blocked their doorstep.
If they continue to huddle in and pretend not to see, wouldn't they become frost turtles?
The giants couldn't bear it any longer and jumped out of the valley one after another, getting ready to face the enemy head-on.
Not to mention, although these giants are poorly equipped and carry a bunch of cold weapons in their hands, after all, their height and aura are there, and they can intimidate a large group just by standing in front.
Seeing so many enemies that should only exist in myths standing in front of them, the soldiers in the army still feel a little guilty. Everyone has a bad idea about the quality of American soldiers. They can rush in and out of the battlefield like the Punisher.
After all, ruthless people who can hold a basketful of war medals are rare, and the majority are still rookies who fish in the water on the battlefield.
It's okay if you drag these soldiers to the Middle East to bully the indigenous people who have poor equipment and negative combat literacy, but a pair of Frost Giants, just their size alone will frighten at least half of them into retreating.
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Brigadier General Tarbert had never seen an enemy like that on the opposite side in his life, and he was a little nervous for a moment. But he tried to suppress his emotions, and gave an order through the team channel, and the armed helicopters on standby in the air immediately opened fire. 30 mm
The machine cannon roared and spit out dazzling tongues of fire, and depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets swept towards the Frost Giant like raindrops, causing mud stars to scatter on the ground and yellow dust to stir up.
Although it was known that the opponent was just a primitive race that preferred to use cold weapons to fight hand-to-hand, the army still sent a lot of heavy firepower this time to be on the safe side. There was no probing and there were not many BBs. They were greeted with 20,000 to 30,000 rounds of depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets, which was a large quantity.
Manage fullness.
However, the depleted uranium bombs, which are said to have super penetrating power, did not achieve the expected effect against these frost giants. The ultra-high temperature released instantly burned the bodies of the giants, but they could not directly cause fatal injuries. A round of strafing actually caused a fatal injury.
The giants were all angered by this low-end weapon. They roared at the military one by one like a demonstration, waved the cold weapons in their hands and launched a sprint.
Even though these frost giants look big and stupid, they actually don't seem stupid at all when they fight. If you look carefully, their positions seem to be quite particular. When a group of giants charge forward, they put on some kind of posture.
A special formation, with giants holding shields in their hands standing at the front to resist damage. I don’t know what kind of black technology material their shields are made of. Anyway, even depleted uranium bullets that are enough to melt through the armor cannot penetrate it at all.
It must be some magic metal or something.
This result is definitely not satisfactory, but it is also expected. Brigadier General Tarbert then ordered: "Fire the tank's main gun, and launch missiles for me to blow these freaks into the sky!"
The main gun of the M1A1 tank was fired, and the shells followed the trajectory of flames and smashed through the air into the enemy formation. The Sidewinder missiles and the four-pack Sea Snake anti-tank missiles carried by the Aegis Quinjet fired all salvoes, one round
The rocket barrage swept towards the array of giants with an overwhelming force. The missiles exploded continuously among the frost giants. The fire was one after another. The hot impact turned everything in front of everyone into a sea of fire.
It cannot be said that this time it was completely ineffective, but it definitely failed to meet expectations. Perhaps it was the formation of the Frost Giants that was effective, or perhaps it was because their physical fitness was so strong. In short, the missile bombing only killed a few people in the front row.
The frost giants and some other giants were seriously or lightly injured, but the momentum of the charge still did not diminish.
The soldiers began to panic. This was different from what they had promised! Didn't they use thermal weapons to bully a group of natives who could only wield axes? No one had ever mentioned to them that the natives could physically carry missiles!
"Your weapons are ineffective." Ms. Sif said, drawing out her shining silver sword and stepping forward, "Let your people get out of the way."
Brigadier General Tarbot saw the armor-clad woman walking out with a confident look on her face. He couldn't help but glance at the long sword in Sif's hand, and he couldn't help complaining that our weapons are useless. Could this thing of yours be useful?
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Then he heard Sif give a clear shout, and her silhouette flew across the battlefield like a ray of silver light and rushed towards the frost giants. Although Sif was tall at over six feet, she still looked too small in front of those giants. She
She charged towards the black giant alone, and the shocking effect of the scene was really first-rate. Although the American soldiers behind them thought this woman was crazy, their aura of "Thousands of people, I am going to go" still made the scene more shocking.
They were severely shocked.
A few seconds later, Brigadier General Talbot watched helplessly as Sif swung her long sword, and chopped it to the ground like a leek by a frost giant facing her.
Brigadier General Tarbert's eyes almost widened at that moment.
Damn it? Real or fake?
Is the thing in her hand really more powerful than the Sidewinder missile?