I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 283 Breaking into S.H.I.E.L.D. alone!

This day, near noon.

People in the New York area raised their heads in shock, and saw three huge metal fortresses, constantly floating towards the vast blue sky, casting a large shadow that covered the sky and the sun.

Doubt, depression, fear and other emotions caused the vehicles and pedestrians in the streets to stop, and they watched the three steel aircraft carriers form a triangle at high altitude.

On the fast lane road leading directly to the city, a black Ford carrying Steve and others was fully powered, and approached at a high speed directly under the aircraft carrier in the sky ahead.

"Sam, drive faster." Steve urged, his left hand still clutching a bald-headed man in a suit with silver-rimmed glasses.

The man in the suit dared not move in the hands of Captain America, and surrounded by the other two. Under the power that was absolutely superior, there was not even a [-] in [-] escape rate.

Sitting on the car seat, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his face was pale, and he said in a submissive manner: "Brothers, I've said everything I need to say, where are you taking me now?"

Steve didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "It's very simple, none of us have permission to enter the interior of the aircraft carrier. We must borrow your iris and fingerprints to pass through the intelligent system."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, his face turned paler and paler, and he said in a hopeless manner, "Are you devils?! Then Pierce will kill me!"

"The current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra spy, Alexander Pierce?"

Steve couldn't help laughing, and Natasha and Sam in the front seat also smiled.

"Don't worry, he probably can't even take care of himself... It's dangerous!"

The alarm bell in Steve's heart rang loudly, he sank down suddenly, and by the way, he pushed the man in the suit down hard with his left hand.

But, it's still half a beat too late!

'puff! '

The left glass window shattered like an explosion, and then, the man in the suit's head burst open from the outside to the inside like a watermelon, splashing red, white and white liquid everywhere in the car.

It's a sniper bullet!

Steve took the lead in confirming this, moved his hand away from the waist of the headless corpse, and raised the shield on the back with the other hand to block the direction of the bullet.

Just after finishing this action, a swarm of dense rifle bullets, a few hitting the outer shell of the car body, more tinkling and falling on the shield, and the sunken and useless ones fell freely.

Until the bullet attack stopped, before Steve had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Natasha on the co-pilot exclaimed, "Be careful, there are also ahead!"

As if following her warning, the Ford car suddenly trembled violently, with a huge rearward inertia, and the speed of the car changed from hundreds of kilometers per hour to zero in a few seconds——

The moment the car hit something and stopped, Steve leaned his back on the back seat of the car, and kicked his feet towards the sunroof of the car, and the entire sunroof was damaged and flew out.

He pressed the car seat with one hand, and pushed hard with his palm, and his tall body jumped out of the car window upside down.

Coming out of the car, Steve turned over and stood firmly on the roof of the Ford, his sharp eyes glanced forward, and his tenacious and fearless mind immediately set off waves.

It was a military green jeep that collided with the Ford, and the fronts of both vehicles had been smashed into slag.

But this is not the point, the point is that there is also a young man in his 30s standing on the roof of the jeep!

The young man was wearing a cloth mask, with golden dirty curly hair covering his head and face, revealing a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

He was wearing a uniform jacket and combat boots, his mechanical metal left arm was particularly eye-catching, and he was holding an old-fashioned AK47 in both hands.

"It's you, there's nothing wrong... Bucky." Steve took a deep breath, with excitement on his face.

Since they separated at the end of World War II, both of them have experienced death, spanning more than half a century, and now they finally meet again.

Could it be that the two people who once fought side by side and went through life and death are now confronting each other with different positions. Is this God joking?

Steve let out a breath and was about to step forward.

A familiar man called out the familiar name 'Bucky'.

In the Winter Soldier's dehumanized heart and brain thinking full of mission instructions, in the darkness that has been silent for a long time, there are finally a little sparkling memory ripples.

However, it quickly faded away.

The Winter Soldier had no expression on his face, he mechanically raised the AK47 with both hands, pulled the trigger, and shot at his former comrade-in-arms Steve who was less than five meters in front of him.

……

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building.

Although the three helicopter carriers took off from here, after rising continuously, they gradually deviated from the trajectory and headed towards the city center. They are now separated from the surface of the headquarters building by a distance of several thousand meters.

At this moment, a silver-haired young man in casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets, came to the main entrance like a bored stroll.

The silver-haired young man raised his eyes, looked around, looked at the sculptured stone statues beside the door holding a shield and a sword respectively, and shook his head ironically.

He walked a few steps forward and arrived at the closed main entrance. Infrared automatic detection and recognition of faces and irises.

Then, the mechanical notification beeped, "This user does not have permission to enter the headquarters, please leave immediately!"

"Okay." Kyle whispered to himself: "Even my permissions have been deleted, and all my own things are really used by others."

However, Weisi is not around for the time being, and this time he only brought a venom.

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to feel bad about." Kyle raised his left hand, and the black liquid gushed out like a boil, turning into a cuticle shell to cover the entire arm.

Three sharp and sharp dark blades protruded from the bones of the fingers at the end of the fist, and the tips quietly touched the three centimeter thick tempered glass protective door.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, located near the top floor of the director's office.

Pierce stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the far end of his line of sight. The three aircraft carriers were still rising steadily, prompting his fists to be clenched and loosened at times, and his palms were already clenched with sweat.

To subvert all the countries and forces on the earth, Hydra dominates and changes the world, and now it is only the last step.

The hydra organization has been dormant and tolerant for many years, and all the hard work and energy have been devoted to the fear of the world at this moment!

So now, Pierce was expecting and nervous. At this moment when his body and mind were extremely tense, the phone on the desk in the office suddenly rang.

Pierce stepped forward quickly, seeing that it was the headquarters number downstairs, he picked up the microphone and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Director, and, and..." The female receptionist's words were intermittent, and the communication signal was good. It was fear that made her tongue and teeth tremble uncomfortably.

An ominous premonition filled Pierce's heart, and he shouted, "What? Make it clear!"

Frightened, the female receptionist finally uttered a complete sentence, "Here comes the symbol of peace!"

"What?!" Pierce gasped, his round and rosy face turned pale, and he almost sat down on the office chair.

What he was most worried about finally happened.

The lobby on the first floor of S.H.I.E.L.D. at this time.

The tempered glass protective door was closed as before, but there was a triangular gap in the middle that could accommodate three people. The section of the gap was as smooth as a mirror, and the cut triangular glass lay down on the floor.

Treating the triangular glass as an ordinary carpet, Kyle put away the dark claws, surrounded by a lot of agents in suits and leather shoes, and more armed military security approached here.

I'm getting better soon, I'll make it up in two days

(End of this chapter)