[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

Grant Batuk avoided the energy room B where Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff were located, and came to the upper floor through the emergency passage.

"Grant!"

Someone saw the handsome agent and stopped him.

"Long time no see, Grant."

The two agents who came out of the weapons room stepped forward and greeted Grant Bartook who turned around with familiar and warm smiles.

"Since you ran to the Avengers Building to perform your mission, you have been completely invisible."

One of the agents trotted to his colleague in three steps and two steps, bumped Grant Batuk with his shoulder, and asked with a smirk, "It's been a long time since we went clubbing together. Let's go together some other day?"

Grant Batuk shrugged and taunted nonchalantly: "You still think about clubbing during the mission, I'm afraid you want to be beaten, Sam."

"Sam has been beaten many times for being half-hearted during missions and distracting other teammates by harassing other teammates on public channels."

Another agent laughed, and stepped over to Grant Bartook in the same three or two steps.

"Who knew that people from S.H.I.E.L.D. were so rigid and boring that they couldn't bear to be teased."

Sam smacked his lips and asked Grant Bartook casually, "How is your task performed? Is it easy?"

"Be careful, Sam."

Chuck tilted his head and said with his back to the camera.

"Avoid the camera before speaking."

"Avoid it, Grant Gao, I hide behind him, the camera can't capture my mouth."

Sam didn't care, and continued to ask Grant Batuk.

"How about the alien, I think she has some ability, do you think it can be used by Hydra?"

"Don't get your hopes up too much."

Grant Bartuk asked indifferently: "Do you think Loki can be used by Hydra?"

Immediately recalling the duplicitous operation of the alien who claimed to be a Nordic god and a certain base that was bombed into the sky by the god of lies, Sam couldn't help but grimace.

"... Tsk. Boss must have lost his mind when he sent you there."

"Don't talk about Boss behind your back. It's because of your fast talk that you haven't been promoted."

Chuck glared at Sam.

"Boss doesn't have time to supervise us, he is busy observing Captain America."

Sam rolled his eyes, "I said Grant, you should apply with Boss—no, let's go with Madam, Boss only has Captain America on his mind—it's better to terminate the mission and return to the team."

Chuck thought the same way, "The organization is in urgent need of field personnel. We need you. When will you be back?"

"Who knows?"

Grant Bartook avoided answering, smiled and spoke slowly.

"But I really like this task..."

"—By the way, where's Charlie? Didn't you go to Energy Room A together?"

Sam suddenly noticed something and looked around.

moment.

There was a subtle change in the smell of the air.

"It's true that I didn't see Charlie."

Chuck suddenly realized.

Grant Batuk paused, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were cold.

And the two familiar Hydra agents were unaware of some subtle but earth-shaking changes in their colleagues, trusting the people next to them wholeheartedly, looking left and right to find another colleague.

"......Unfortunately."

The handsome and tall black-haired agent flicked his fingers slightly, brought out the assault knife pinned in the tactical strap, and said softly with a weird smile.

"He's asleep."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked unpreparedly.

"Pfft-"

The cold light of metal flashed.

Grant Batuk took a big step forward and used his waist to drive his upper body to twist backwards. At the same time, he swiped his right hand from bottom to top, as if his arm easily brushed across the water, causing ripples. The sharp MadDogATAK Advanced Tactical Assault Knife pierced through Sam's neck.

"Varied--"

Chuck quickly lowered his waist and jumped to avoid the cold light that sliced ​​Sam's neck and still didn't slow down. Grant Batuk stagnated in mid-air, twisted his body abruptly and attacked Chuck.Before he had time to pull out his gun and pull the safety shot, the quick-responsive man withstood the cold light with the body of the gun.

"Zheng-"

The blade collided with the gun body hard, and the high-carbon tool steel left a deep scratch on the metal pipe.

At the same time, Sam's body crashed to the ground.

"boom--"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chuck turned and kicked Grant Bartook away. The man jumped back and landed with a bow, his black hair curving sharply in the air.

"Are you crazy?!" Chuck immediately pulled the safety button, pointing his black gun at Grant Bartuk, "How dare you betray Hydra?"

"Arnold."

Grant Bartook called.

And help—where? !

Chuck was immediately alert, pulled out another gun and fired three times without looking back. His arm was in the air, and the barrel of the gun was hot.

— Chuck is undoubtedly a good fighter.

But he guessed a bit wrong:

Arno is not human.

Suddenly, the light disappeared, leaving only the faint green light of the emergency passage board.

Chuck, whose sharp eyes were focused just now, immediately fell into a state of blindness for a short time. He shot in the direction of Grant Batuk almost at the same time he sensed the darkness, but he was still a step behind.

Grant Bartuk, who closed his eyes early and adapted to the darkness, burst out with the greatest strength and ran completely close to the ground. His eyes were illuminated by green light. The bullet slid over his head, and his raised knife stabbed the target. .

The lights came on, and there were two lifeless human bodies lying on the ground.

"As expected of Chuck, he almost made me roll over."

Grant Batuk exhaled, without looking at the people on the ground, he turned and continued on to the next target, "Arnold, are you sure she can handle the mess?"

Witnessing a knife-wielding fight that was more brilliant than a martial arts movie and could be called the essence of a textbook, Arnold grew his mouth in Hydera's head: "..."

He silently saved this video into the superhero database, and sat in line with the heroic figure of Captain America hitting the door.

So chic.Arnold couldn't help but played it back again.

"......can."

Arnold, who was obsessed with the video, finally answered absent-mindedly.

"That's the last one left."

Grant Bartook flicked the blood off the knife.

"Is that hapless guy from S.H.I.E.L.D. still alive?"

Arnold took a look.

"It's still alive and kicking, but the situation is not very optimistic. At the corner 300 meters ahead of you, the Hydra undercover took out an electromagnetic pulse film. I guess he is going to block the surveillance... Yes, He just blocked the surveillance."

The quantum brain paused, and changed the subjunctive mood of future facts into past tense declarative sentences.

"—Shit!"

Grant Bartuk couldn't help cursing.

The agent quickly threw away the gun and tactical bag that seemed too cumbersome at this time, leaving only the gun and saber, running lightly and swiftly like a cheetah in the corridor.

"It's finally possible to retreat. These 30-odd hours are too terrible."

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., who knew nothing about their situation, walked ahead relaxedly, and even said with a smile: "When I go back, I must use up all the useless vacations before. Take a hot bath, Drink a glass of red wine, don't care about his shitty tasks, turn off all communication devices, and sleep well."

"You can sleep now."

The colleague behind him answered him.

"What's the matter?" the agent shook his head, "we can't relax now, wait until we withdraw—"

"Get down!!!"

Suddenly there was a shout in front of him.

The agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. obeyed the order and squatted down, but the undercover Hydra who was about to draw his sword was stunned. He looked up and saw Grant Bartuk, who was also from Hydra, running, and the movement of drawing out the saber was slow few seconds.

These few seconds are enough for Grant Bartuk to do many things.

He drew his pistol and shot at the only person standing in front of him.

"......Did you hear it?"

"Hear what?"

"I'm not sure..." Steve Rogers said, "It sounded like a heavy object falling."

Kind of like a human body falling to the ground.

"Captain, this is already the second time."

Natasha Romanov showed a somewhat funny expression, and said in a very sincere tone, seemingly suggesting but actually mocking:

"After the task is completed and you go back, do you want to do an appraisal? I think you really heard the sound of hell."

"No, there is a real voice."

This time Steve Rogers didn't feel at all that what he heard was an illusion.He stood where he was, trying to capture more in the noise.

Maybe it was because the previous method of using a loudspeaker to forcibly spread infrasound waves was too violent, or the power supply setting of the energy room was not adjusted back to a low level, and a slight heat wave began to rise in the corridor that had been kept at a relatively low temperature, and it was getting bigger and bigger. , the hum of the machine that almost drowns out their voices.

The gunfire with the silencer added was perfectly covered by the hum caused by Hydra's increased operating power.

The soldiers found nothing.

"Please speed up."

Hydera's voice sounded from the loudspeaker at the right time, and Steve Rogers could only temporarily put aside his doubts and set out for the main control room again.

"Calm down, buddy, going off fire is bad."

Grant Bartook put the safety on the gun, slipped it back into the tactical strap on his leg, and pointed the gun behind him, pointing the gun at him, behind the waiting agents.

"Turn back and see what that guy on the ground is holding in his hand."

"You stand still, don't let me see any small movements."

The agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't relax at all, the gun in his hand remained flat and pointed steadily at Grant Bartook, who just killed his teammate for no reason.He backed up slowly, retreated to the side of his teammates, and glanced out of the corner of his eye.

His teammate, who was shot dead by Grant Batuk, held a sharp saber tightly in his hand.

In an offensive posture—and there were only him and him in the corridor before.

"...What the hell is going on here?"

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent swears in shock.

The author says:

Grant: "What's going on... This matter is complicated."

Agent: "Get to the point!"

Grant was succinct: "There are two-thirds Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D."

Agent: "??? You omitted too much!!!???"

There is a change at the end of the last chapter, as always, the first twenty red envelopes and the last twenty red envelopes.