Agent Hill was in the ground control room, watching the three aircraft carriers slowly rising from the ground, and reporting the information into the headset.

"They've initiated the launch."

Steve stroked his earphones. "Oz said there were still a few Hydras hidden in the experimenters on the launch console. They activated the program while Fischl was rescuing people. Now they have solved it."

"She tried her best. It was unstoppable." Agent Hill did not mean to blame her. The possibility of preventing the aircraft carrier from taking off was extremely low. They had anticipated this situation a long time ago.

"Is everyone else in place?"

After a while, several voices came from the headphones.

"In fact, we can still rescue the team into position."

"The happy fish want the flying team in position."

"A gentle killer won't take a cold team into position."

"The Ice and Fire Demon Chef is outside, click, click, inside, tick, tick, the team is in position."

"We can eat the delicious head in one bite. Three teams are in place."

Hill: “…”

Commander Hill, who had remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe, now had his brows furrowed. What... who is going on here?

Steve's expression was also very interesting. He shouldn't have agreed to Tony's suggestion that the children name their own team.

Sam found it very interesting. He turned to Steve and suggested excitedly:

"How about we start one too?"

Steve looked at the aircraft carrier that was already visible downstairs and smiled at Sam: "No chance, you are already on the Avengers team."

"Yeah~" Sam was delighted when he heard it.

"Old Ice Cube, I've saved a spot for you and Chicken on machine three, come quickly."

Tony's voice rang out in the headset.

"Come on Sam, it's time to catch a ride."

Steve raised his shield and called the Falcon beside him.

"Chicken?! The captain called me a chicken!"

Sam put on the mechanical wings on his back: "I won't take his plane, I can fly by myself."

Tony: "Whatever you want, chick."

Steve shook his head helplessly.

......

"Oh, what should I do?!"

Fischl's new male agent looked at the screen anxiously. Damn it, he didn't expect that in addition to himself, Hydra had secretly opened up the launch permissions for two people.

He was operating on the computer in a panic, but still could not cancel the launch process of the aircraft carrier.

After eliminating all the exposed Hydra traitors in the control room, Fischl walked up to the male agent.

"It doesn't matter. The judge of the savior has come quietly, and the evil in the sky is playing the elegy of its fate."

She pulled a chair over and sat next to the male agent, comforting him: "The betrayer will eventually fall, there is no need to worry. Why not now, we will wait for the bell of victory with the sound of joy."

The male agent thought about it again and again, stared at Fischl affectionately for two seconds, and finally said:

"........ah?"

Oz: "Miss means that since there is nothing to do, why not let her play a few games of Happy Smile on the computer."

......

Top floor.

Pierce looked at the aircraft carrier slowly rising into the air, a smile on his lips, and looked at the row of congressmen behind him with sarcasm in his eyes.

"Let me ask you a question."

He said: "If Pakistan attacked Mumbai tomorrow, and you knew they were going to drag your daughters into a football stadium and execute them, you could stop it by pressing a button."

"Can you press it? How about you?"

Pierce's eyes swept across the old man, and then looked at the other congressmen.

The old man looked at him, his anger evident in his words: "I don't need your dirty buttons."

"Hahaha."

Pierce smiled, and he looked at the old congressman as if he were a dead man.

"kill him."

The Hydra behind him raised his pistol at the old man.

Bang bang bang!

Three shots later.

The old congressman opened his eyes tremblingly, and three bullets, still glowing with fire, were floating in front of him.

!!!

"how is this possible?"

"The brutality of the oppressors will make people raise the banner of resistance. It seems that the Hydra here also does not understand this principle."

The crisp young voice came from the mouth of the hunched middle-aged man beside the old man.

"Bieber?"

The old man looked at his colleague in surprise.

"Hey." Bieber winked at the old man and said with a smile:

"Although the wine here is delicious, let's wait until everything is over before slowly tasting it."

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