"We're Only Stating the Facts"

The agent leading them was the very sergeant who had commanded the robbery of the five households.

The sergeant's combat uniform was pale white, and his helmet was fitted with the classic three-eyed optical visor. He was also carrying a Gauss Rifle.

As for Arthur.

He had no military rank at all, so he wore the most ordinary dark-purple combat uniform, with a two-eyed optical visor.

And Carl...

This 2.6-meter-tall Primarch Mother wore only a black combat uniform, with neither a Mechanical Skeleton nor armor equipped on her body.

For ease of combat, she had tied her hair into a short ponytail. A nearly two-meter custom Gauss Sniper Rifle was strapped to her back, while a tactical belt and tactical pouches hung from her waist and the outsides of her thighs.

Two custom Bolter Pistols hung from either side of her belt. The belt was also loaded with plenty of fragmentation and Plasma Grenades, while the tactical pouches contained Bolter Magazines.

"Vrrm! Vrrm!"

Just as Arthur, Carl, and the agents got out of the vehicles and began observing their surroundings, several Chitauri airships arrived above 42nd Street, their engines buzzing like gigantic flies.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Immediately afterward.

The Chitauri began launching indiscriminate attacks on 42nd Street. Pale-blue shells struck the ground and vehicles, instantly turning the entire street into a battlefield.

"Ah!! Run! Run!"

"Help... Help..."

"Mom! Mom!"

The Chitauri's attacks made the already-panicked people even more helpless, and the scene descended into utter chaos.

But...

"Agents, lock onto your targets. Open fire."

"Yes, Sergeant!"

"Rat-tat-tat!"

What the Chitauri did not know was that this street held elite agents trained by Umbrella specifically to combat anomalous phenomena.

At the sergeant's command, the agents rapidly spread out, crouched down, raised their Gauss Rifles, aimed at the airships streaking across