Marvel, who rescued him? !

"The action has been exposed, Rainier..."

He heard a voice coming from the headset, but he couldn't answer.

The bullet entered from the left side of his face and exited from the right side. The entire jaw was like a piece of rotten flesh without feeling. The pain made him want to reach out and tear the entire face off.

His upper lip was pale and bloodless. He was hiding behind a bunker, surrounded by team members who had lost their breath. The sound of footsteps could be vaguely heard in his ears. Lenier knew that the mission had failed.

He raised his hand and touched the right side of his neck. The look in his eyes was not fanaticism, but bone-crushing indifference.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, with a trace of nostalgia for the world, he pulled out a detonator from his waist and pressed it without hesitation.

thump -- thump -- thump --

A series of explosions sounded from the heads of each of his team members, and the next moment his helmet and head were blown into pieces.

……

Lying in the grass with his head lowered, Taylor didn't dare to move. Natasha was next to him watching closely the motorcade passing by not far in front of her.

Fortunately, their attention was completely attracted by the sudden explosion in the institute, and they did not notice the two of them.

The two sneaked along the path into the woods, and then got out at a cut barbed wire fence.

To be honest, reality is far more thrilling than movies and TV shows. To be able to survive this time, Taylor feels that nothing but luck is luck.

After running panting for nearly an hour, relying solely on his will to survive, Taylor finally met the SHIELD agent who came to pick him up.

Some dilapidated commercial vehicles parked on the side of the road. The side door opened, revealing the face of a blond man wearing a suit with a hairline that almost reached the top of his head.

"Natasha, are you okay?"

Without waiting for Natasha to answer, his eyes drifted and fell on Taylor's face, with a comfortable smile on his lips, "Who is this?"

I understand this!

"I'm fine, thanks.And you?"

The smile on his face froze slightly. Coulson, who was sitting firmly in the logistics department during the operation, of course knew that Taylor was the boy Natasha rescued from the institute, but...?

Natasha rolled her eyes, dragged Taylor into the car, and then said in a weird Chinese accent: "I can speak Chinese, a little bit."

"Ah~good! good!"

Having experienced the ups and downs of life in a short period of time, it can be said that Taylor has lived on earth for so many years. This is the first time he has been in such close contact with death and realized the cruelty of war.

It was no longer a number without temperature, no longer a prop in film and television works, no longer an understatement of silence in hot searches, but blood with temperature, sprayed on his face.

Finally arriving at a safe place, he even felt that his whole body no longer belonged to him. After getting in the car, he swayed and leaned on the seat. All the energy and energy in his body was exhausted, and his legs went limp. Come down.

In his mind, the blood-soaked scene emerged uncontrollably, and then he opened his mouth.

yue~~~~

On the side, Natasha moved her legs in disgust, frowned and reached out to open the car window.

The air in the car was polluted by Taylor, and Coulson's smile on the other side looked a little stiff.

He blinked, and his eyes passed through Taylor, who was about to spit out bile, and fell on Natasha.

Natasha ignored Colson's thoughts at all. Colson felt helpless, reached out and began to gently pat Taylor's back, and said to Natasha:

"When the gunfight broke out, I already informed the director that reinforcements would be arriving soon. Regardless of whether evidence was found before, everything will be solved after the action team arrives."

While patting Taylor on the back, Coulson carefully observed Taylor's reaction.

He is an agent and a senior agent. He is wary of a stranger he meets for the first time.

But Taylor's temptation had no effect. Except that Taylor really couldn't understand, he also vomited very selflessly.

"Please describe to me in detail those armed men who suddenly appeared."

those people?

Flashing before his eyes were those who were knocked down by him, those who were gasping for breath on the ground, and those who were suddenly attacked. It could be said that their attire was no different from that of the institute's guards, but the equipment on them was more professional than that of the security personnel.

The image in her mind gradually became clearer, and Natasha opened her eyes.

"Each of them has a blank armband on their right arm, probably to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. They hold the gun close to their chest. They will habitually grab the front end of the gun regardless of the hot barrel. The sound is processed by a special device. The right side of the neck There are burns, as if some tattoos were deliberately erased..."

yue~

Taylor, who was vomiting so much that he was still alive, finally raised his head, but his face was as pale as a dead man. He tilted his head in the direction of Natasha and passed out.

Natasha:…

……

When he woke up again, Taylor was already in a single room in the hospital, lying flat on a white hospital bed. He looked like a salted fish fished out of the water. The sheets and hospital gown were soaked with sweat. Somewhat sluggish.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

All of this was really like a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up. He wished he could open his eyes and return to his previous world, with his well-behaved and sensible girlfriend in front of him and the PS5 game console he just bought.

Everything is an illusion, everything is an illusion, everything is an illusion...

How could I have come to the Marvel Universe? I must be crazy! ! !

Taylor's eyes lit up slightly. Yes, maybe he was in a car accident when he went home, and the blood clot in his head oppressed the optic nerve, so he saw so many incredible things.

But now, when he opens the door, what he sees must be the attending doctor!

Thinking of doing it, Taylor rushed to the door of the ward and pulled it open.

Then, I saw a picture of a one-eyed braised egg that smelled like hell.

Snapped--

The door was suddenly slammed shut, almost knocking Nick Fury's nose off.

Nick:…

Taylor: Maybe I opened the door wrong.

After mentally preparing himself, Taylor took a deep breath and opened the door again.

This time, Taylor was not given another chance to close the door. Nick, wearing a fur coat, walked into the ward expressionlessly, followed closely by a smiling Colson, who stood in front of Taylor, took out an earphone and handed it to him. .

Everything is true...

The light of hope in his eyes gradually dissipated, and in this dangerous world, Taylor even wanted to cry.

Resigned to his fate, he picked up the headphones and put them on his ears.

After confirming that the translator was working, Coulson smiled and said: "I am Coulson from the FBI. You can just call me Officer Coulson. I have some questions here that I need to find out about."

As he spoke, he showed his ID, and then took out a pen and paper from his right pocket.

Listening to the simultaneous translation ringing in his ears, Taylor pursed his lips and said, "Okay Officer Colson, if I know, I will tell you."

Seeing Taylor's cooperation, Coulson smiled and nodded.

"We found you in the prison at the bottom of the Life Foundation Laboratory. Were you captured by them?"

Hearing this, Taylor nodded quickly, yes, he was captured.

"They probably didn't just arrest me, but I didn't understand what they were saying at the time..."

Colson's expression moved slightly.

"You said they arrested other people? Are they conducting human experiments?"