[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

"What do you mean?"

Members of the Security Council who heard the broadcast frowned and looked at Minister Zemo with a gloomy expression.

"What is S.H.I.E.L.D. infiltrated? Zemo, I think we need an explanation."

"...explain? Are you telling me a bad joke?"

Zemo sneered.

"A colleague died just after leaving the mission, and the agent who didn't go to the psychological center for an examination on time didn't know why he suddenly became nervous and invaded the internal contact center, and his mind was full of delusions of persecution - I shouldn't be the one who should ask why this happened. Is the acting chief whose ass is still hot? The meeting is adjourned without other matters, and I have to throw the mentally disturbed shameful subordinate to the physical therapy center."

The members of the Security Council relaxed slightly, and Grant Bartook's next sentence came immediately.

"In S.H.I.E.L.D., for example, the deputy team leader of the field team A, the team leader of the field team B, the head of the logistics department, the chief of the intelligence department, all the members of the emergency special team in the S.H.I.E.L.D....even the director of the Security Council Ze Mo, if you're standing next to these people, make sure you keep your guns on the target and move away quickly—"

Eyes flocked.

The person named was bathed in the suspicion and guard of everyone around him, his expression was either confused or dumbfounded, but his nerves were secretly twisted and stretched into a thread.

Only the firm voice of Grant Bartuk was heard on the radio.

"—they are Hydras."

"... Shit."

Zemo looked gloomy and cursed in a low voice.

"Although under the attack of the Roaring Commando led by Captain America, Hydra's conspiracy fell through. However, Hydra did not completely disappear with Germany's defeat. The remaining Hydra members have been secretly operating, and later through the Aegis Scientists from the defeated country initiated by the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau introduced policies, took the opportunity to enter S.H.I.E.L.D., and completely infiltrated it. Using S.H.I.E.L.D.’s resources, they secretly planned various events. You must be shocked at this time, and you will also have doubts about my words. And the reason I know that very well is because..."

Grant Bartook paused.

"Grant."

Steve Rogers had a hunch and looked at the dark-haired agent in the rearview mirror.

"You don't need to do that."

However, the dissuasion in those blue eyes became a firm foundation, firmly suppressing Grant Bartuk's nervous heart.

The black-haired agent took a deep breath and spoke steadily.

"—I am also Hydra.

"once."

The atmosphere changed silently.

The hydra whose names were read held their guns in their hands, and quietly retreated into the shadows.The guns in the hands of the SHIELD agents were firmly aimed at their former colleagues who were still standing in the light.

"Crack."

Hydra, hiding in the shadows on the second floor, opened the safety and aimed at the unaware S.H.I.E.L.D. agents downstairs.

"Do not move."

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against the back of his head.

A warning with a sharp blade sounded above his head.

"Dare to move, and I'll let you try the taste of a blooming head."

Ralph Evanton emerged from the darkness, stretched out his left hand, joined the index and middle fingers, and swung forward.

The agents brought by him were fully armed and filed in silently from a blind spot, their guns aimed at the Hydra below, ready to go.

In the eerily dead silence, only the voice of Grant Bartuk could be heard echoing throughout the S.H.I.E.L.D. through multiple broadcasts.

"I used to be full of resentment and revenge.

"I was loyal to this criminal organization.

"I've done a lot of wrong things.

"I used to regard justice, morality, justice and even... myself as a dregs without any meaning of existence.

"I used to think . . . I was worse than a dog.

"But someone told me recently that it's wrong.

"I've been told that I exist for a purpose.

"They told me I could be a good enough person."

The dark-haired agent closed his eyes.

"My words, my expressions, my confusion, my struggles...someone can notice things that I would ignore even myself. They embrace me, protect me, and guide me... ...My shallowness, my badness, and my selfishness are all seen by them, but they don't laugh at me, nor despise me.

"They led me out of the cage and told me that someone like me could be a hero."

Hydera sat on the roof of the car, quietly listening to the narration of the agent below who was getting lighter and lighter.

"...So no matter what price I will pay for my choice at this moment, no matter how justice and justice will judge me, even if tomorrow I will be blindfolded and tied to the electric chair for my crimes, I will be black and miserable Call death, grieving people whose homes have been ruined because of Hydra won't even give me a wet sponge*..."

Grant Bartook opened his eyes.

"—I want to be a hero too.

"I am Grant Batuk, a seventh-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., the captain of the second team of Hydra's Manhattan headquarters. At this moment, I am officially out of Hydra and am working with the Avengers led by Captain America. S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, please try to prevent the full deployment of the Skynet system before we get to S.H.I.E.L.D. Hydra is trying to use the Skynet system to completely wipe out any organization that threatens or potentially threatens it, and suspends the nuclear bomb Over everyone's head to take control of the world. Don't ever—"

The broadcast was suddenly interrupted.

"Contact cut off."

Grant Bartuk looked up at the communication green light that suddenly went out, and said.

"It's all right, that's enough...Grant?"

Steve Rogers suddenly called.

"what's up?"

Grant Bartook met Steve Rogers' blue eyes as wide and inclusive as the sky from the interior rearview mirror.

"No need to think about it, you already are."

Steve Rogers also looked directly at Grant Bartuk and said solemnly.

"Not just anyone can afford the horror and pain of having their scars uncovered and being judged - you are the one who can, Grant."

The black-haired agent was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help grinning.In order to cover up the upturn of his mouth, he turned his head to look at the towering S.H.I.E.L.D. building in the distance.

"...Then let me borrow your good words."

With a relaxed smile, he said.

"Tsk, Hydra reacts so quickly."

Charles Lester clicked his lips and flew his fingers up and down the console, trying to wrest control from the intruder.But this time the intruder was obviously more skilled than him, and the control of the internal contact center was gradually seized by the other party.

"...that's a little too tricky."

"Boy?"

Tony Stark's voice came through the communicator.

"what happened?"

"The people on Hydra's side cut off the broadcast. The method is very powerful, and I can't match him."

Charles Lester resolutely gave up the snatch, and simply cut off the power of the entire console, preventing the other party from using the internal contact center to interfere.

"Fortunately, Grant has said more or less."

"That's fine."

Tony Stark, who returned to the Avengers Building, stared at the screen in the laboratory, constantly adjusting the data of the armor.

"Hydra has a comprehensive strike plan against my armor. I may not be able to become an effective combat force in a short time. This battle is left to you. Be sure not to let Hydra succeed."

"They won't move a step until I'm on the ground, Mr. Stark."

Charles Lester heard the sound of running approaching like a drumbeat, and the safety of the gun in his hand was pulled.

"...I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. for one purpose. I will do whatever it takes."

The muzzle turned and aimed at the door.

"boom!"

The locked door was sawn open and smashed heavily into the ground.

The golden red fire lights up the green eyes, and the sound of the bullets being fired is all in one piece!

"—For the future of peace!"

Outside the internal contact center.

Various areas of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The broadcast was jammed, and Grant Bartook's voice was drowned out by a loud noise, which ended abruptly in a burst of squeaking electricity.

There was a suffocating silence in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"What is Grant going crazy about? It's not him who deducted wages if the order was not fulfilled."

An agent broke the silence, complaining loudly, and walked to his workbench, about to sit down.

"Stay away from that."

Someone said.

It was an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., holding a gun at this time, pointing the gun at his colleague who was about to continue the Skynet system activation operation.

"...Are you kidding? Do you believe this kind of thing? If you don't do it again, you will be—"

"I say--"

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. pulled the safety off.

"—Stay away from that!"

......silent.

The last snowflake fell.

— An avalanche broke out.

"boom!!!"

It is not known who fired the first shot.

In an instant, gunshots gathered from all directions, surging!

"Zemo, what explanation do you have for your identity?"

Minister's Office, the Security Council member said.

"If not, now we're going to freeze all your positions and powers for eligibility."

"...qualifications?"

Zemo spoke slowly.

"You...you gave me the gun, and you expect it to be taken back at any time?"

The tall and stern man was leaning against his desk with his hands in his pockets, staring at the electronic images of members of the Security Council, and suddenly sneered.

"Skynet plans such a big event, you didn't go out to the meeting, did you?"

"......what?"

The member of the Security Council frowned, his expression suddenly changed, and he stood up.

"not good--"

The Skynet system is in the hands of Zemo——!

"Multiple targets, Fire."

Zemo said.

With almost zero delay, the Skynet system transmits the command to the nearest military deployment system, and the missile is released——

"boom!!!"

A burst of flames erupted in the electronic imaging!

"I wanted to keep you alive."

Baron Zemo looked at the fuzzy, distorted and gradually disappearing electronic imaging, reached out and pressed the connection line, turned his head and walked towards the door of the office, talking while walking.

"Skynet, check the abnormal situation in S.H.I.E.L.D."

The Skynet system connected to the S.H.I.E.L.D. monitoring equipment recorded all the confrontations and battles that took place in S.H.I.E.L.D., and displayed them in numbers and diagrams before Baron Zemo.

The entire S.H.I.E.L.D. has become a fierce battlefield.

"...a bunch of useless things."

With a gloomy face, the man opened the office door.

"baron!"

And the emergency service team belonging to Hydra finally arrived.

"There are gun conflicts in many places in SHIELD, and agents of SHIELD are approaching here!"

"What's the matter with Grant Batuk?" Baron Zemo suppressed his anger and asked, "What's wrong with Ma'am, why is he still alive?"

The captain of the emergency service team was speechless for a while, carefully organizing his words.

"Madam retreated directly after receiving your order, and did not continue to pursue."

"...that woman."

Baron Zemo looked gloomy.

"Forget it. Skynet, locate Captain America."

In the control mirror, the car that was speeding towards S.H.I.E.L.D. along the avenue was magnified, and the pixels were constantly adjusted to capture the resolute and distinct face in the cab.

"Good, good, good."

The anger slowly cooled from the man's face, and Baron Zemo stared closely at Steve Rogers, his light gray eyes shone with excitement.

"To what extent has the Skynet plan been deployed?"

"Just reached 18.00%."

The EMS captain replied.

"Interrupted by S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra forces are attempting to seize control and continue deploying."

"You guys go too."

Baron Zemo waved his hand, signaling immediate action.

"Activate the anti-air strike system, block several entrances and exits in the sky and on the ground, and notify the first, second, and third support forces in Manhattan to enter SHIELD from the underground base. It is necessary to make the Skynet system fully deployed successfully."

"Then Captain America? And Nick Fury and Natasha Romanoff. George Batuk sent a message just now. Although they hit the target, they had other helpers and failed to complete the cleanup."

"I come."

Zemo tapped the side of his glasses, the surveillance video was turned off, and the car where Steve Rogers was in turned into a red dot on the huge map, and the positions of Nick Fury and Natasha Romanoff were also marked in red.

"I want to see how many guns can be blocked by a soldier with a shield and a wounded agent."

—— Lock multiple targets.

——Implement the highest level strike plan.

The blonde girl sitting on the roof had a premonition and stood up.

"--coming."

Arnold entered the car radio system and said.

"At six o'clock, a total of two missiles arrived in half a minute; at three o'clock, one missile arrived in one minute; at ten o'clock, there were three missiles in total, arriving in one and a half minutes. In addition, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Four people including Fury and Level 1 Agent Natasha Romanoff are approaching us, and four missiles are flying in their direction."

"...Is Zemo trying to empty all of America's missiles?"

Grant Bartook wiped his face and tapped on the roof of the car.

"Can you just kill Zemo?"

"No. Arnold told you before? Without the approval of the Space Patrol, any member of the Space Patrol has no right to execute other intelligent life. Even in an emergency, some specific conditions must be met for non-mission targets. And this time period is a strong anchor point, too active behavior will cause irreparable interference with time—you don’t want me to mess up your time, do you?”

Hydera tilted her head and took a step forward.

"But as the Sheriff, within the scope of my powers, I can do—"

The blonde girl fell from the roof of the car, and nothingness spread from the ground to the sky.

Like a god's fingertips gently slicing the air, waving a weak wind.

This wind devours all the sunlight and air, time and space it passes through, and spreads silently and wave after wave, turning into vague and vague barriers, flowing and surrounding, just like after looking up at the sun for a long time, An out-of-focus spot left in the retina.

The miniature missiles that were getting closer and closer encountered this elusive barrier.

next second.

—no sound came out.

—no explosion at all.

Several state-of-the-art missiles are like a clumsy pencil drawing on a piece of paper. Under the friction of an invisible eraser, they are erased bit by bit, starting from the head.

was erased.

"—to this extent."

The void contracted and quickly condensed, and the blonde girl lightly fell to the roof of the car.

"As long as it's an enemy, no matter who it is..."

The golden light flowed in those pitch-black eyes, and the small golden light flickered, flowing into the air from the eye sockets, hidden in the sunlight and turned into invisible nerve probes, extending in all directions, arranged and woven and reinforced, forming a broad and keen detection network.All existence is fed back to Hydera's neural network through the detection of neural probes, and Arnold sorts out the messy data into clear and huge data, and analyzes the results.

— current threat, zero.

"...Don't even try to get half a step closer."

Hydera's tone was steady, as if stating an objective truth.

"What the hell...? What is this?"

John Reaser, who drove to meet Steve Rogers, rubbed his eyes unsteadily, looked at the blonde girl on the roof of the opposite car, and turned to ask Nick Fury, who was sitting in the co-pilot.

"Is she the new superhero recruited by the Avengers? What are superpowers? Can we poach someone?"

This ability is so useful!

"..."

Nick Fury stared at the very familiar alien girl on the roof of the car, and couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard John Reaser's sincere question.

"No, I don't know, don't ask me. She is not under my control. Those slickers protect her like Grandet protects gold. If you want to know something, ask the captain yourself."

"If you want to know something, ask Tony."

The super soldier with keen hearing lowered the car window, smiled at the people who came over, and kicked the ball to the great inventor very naturally.

"Don't look for me, the task of taking care of the little princess was taken by Fu Rui."

Tony Stark, who was connected to the car radio, responded lazily, and the ball spun around and returned to the feet of the black chief.

"...Bullshit."

Nick Fury was angry and funny, and couldn't help but raise his voice to curse, and grinned again when he got to the wound.

"How's the injury?"

asked Steve Rogers.

"Barely able to move, impossible to fight."

John Reaser spoke ahead of the two wounded who wanted to fight on.

"Take a break, it's just an emergency treatment, and there are scattered shrapnel stuck in the muscles. If it weren't for the situation, you should be lying on the operating table now. After finally stopping the bleeding, you can leave a few milliliters It's time to go to the emergency room."

"...fuck."

The black director's body was stiff, and he slowly leaned back in the chair, exhaled slowly, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

He really couldn't continue to fight. The black director glanced at his best agent from the rearview mirror of the car. Natasha Romanov sitting in the back was not much better, her face was completely pale.

"team leader."

Nick Fury turned to look at Steve Rogers.

"Under the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau, there is the core of the Skynet project, the artificial intelligence Samaritan. It is an artificial intelligence with an extremely dangerous thinking mode. Hydra controls it, intending to control Skynet by controlling it. System, execute killing missions, control the global economy and political structure, control the world, and manipulate the fate of all mankind. Once the Samaritans completely control the military strike facilities and complete the full deployment of the Skynet system, it will be over. We must go to The bottommost database cooling center shut it down manually. Shutting it down required security clearances from two Special Agents. One was me, and the other was kinda hard to find-"

"—another permission, I think I have."

Steve Rogers nodded without explaining too much, and ordered concisely.

"Tony, step up and slow down the speed of Hydra's invasion of the S.H.I.E.L.D. system. They can't let them completely block S.H.I.E.L.D.. If the adaptive armor can be completed, come here immediately."

"no problem."

The great inventor replied.

"Leave the task of attracting firepower to me and Grant... Natasha, is Clinton on his way?"

The red-haired agent took out the communicator and looked at it.

"He's only three blocks from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Very well, let him provide rear support."

"Yes, cap."

"Hydra, you escort Fury and Natasha to the underground database to shut down the Samaritans... Do you remember the back door?"

"pass it to me."

The roof was knocked, and blond hair grazed the window next to Steve Rogers.

"John Reaser, Samun Shaw and I can spread the fire behind us."

The gray-haired middle-aged agent tapped the steering wheel and raised an eyebrow at the blond soldier.

"I have a trunk stock."

"Thank you for your help."

Steve Rogers nodded, and the two cars fell into a tense preparation.

In the field of vision, S.H.I.E.L.D. is close at hand.

"I know that in the eyes of many people, I am old-fashioned and stubborn, stupid and short-sighted, and I want more."

The blond soldier suddenly made a sound, causing everyone to turn their heads to look at him.

"—because liberty is expensive, it always has been. I pursue civil liberties, and I'll never measure it, and for that it's okay to be considered a big, stupid guy who can't see the big picture. That's a price I'm willing to pay.

"It's fine if it's just me...but I'd rather believe I'm not alone."

Steve Rogers stares ahead.

"Now..."

He paused, and ordered resolutely.

"—Avengers, assemble!"

"Yes yes cap!"

Respond firmly and move forward.

The author says:

BGM: "Survivor" - 2WEI

*Wet sponge: from "The Green Mile", when electrocution is performed, a wet sponge will be placed on the prisoner's head to conduct electricity, so that there will be no pain due to electrocution.