[Comprehensive] Sweetheart's Fighter

Mavis: ...what did I say?Everyone who has served in the military is willing to go through fire and water for Captain America... It is almost a cult-like appeal (what the hell)

Steve smiled helplessly, didn't continue to refuse, and shook the file: "So, where can I get this thing?"

"The last one I remember was at Fort Meade." Sam folded his chest, looking grave. "Behind three heavily guarded doors and a twelve-foot steel wall."

Steve and Natasha gave him a complicated "you're still too young" look: If you knew how we got here just now, you wouldn't take this as a difficult problem...

Sam [black question mark face]: ? ? ?

In fact, Mevis did quickly pick up the conversation: "There's nothing to worry about, you just go in and get something." The defensive boss Long said he didn't take it to heart.

Steve rubbed the little girl's head amusedly, this proud little expression was so cute.Mevis also cooperated.

Sam [complicated mood]: Caught off guard, a mouthful of dog food, I took you in and you hurt me like this? ? ?

About them, or how Mavis unilaterally forcibly "borrowed" the only remaining mechanical wing, I won't go into details. In short, it is a story of sad tears and tears. .

The focus is still on how they're going to wring out information about Zola's algorithm from Hitterwell, a bald, bespectacled agent.You said that you have the same bald head, and the same poor eyesight. Pooh, ah, Director Ferry is a good one. Why does this guy have to go to Hydra, a hopeless staff-making organization like Hydra? ?

So he's going to be taught to be a man today :)

Based on the fact that Mevis, Steve, and Natasha have all successfully brushed their faces in front of this guy, it's time for Brother Sam to appear on the stage.

Natasha double-used her black-tech phone again, disguised the number as Pierce, and called Sitwell.

"Yes, sir?" Hitwell dismissed the agents behind him and picked up the phone.

"Agent Hitwell, how's your lunch? I heard the crab cakes here are delicious." Sam teased him cheerfully.

"Who are you?" He happened to have his back turned to Sam, missing the meme exploding on someone's face.

"The handsome guy in sunglasses is at your ten o'clock direction."

However, Mr. Agent, who is only stupid but not cute, turned in the wrong direction...

Very good, yes, your training results have been returned to the instructor.

So Sam had to hold back a smile and ask him to find the ten o'clock direction again, society society.

Seeing that someone finally turned in the right direction, Sam crossed his legs and raised the juice to signal him.

However, Hitwell still wanted to struggle for a while. He resolutely rejected the enemy's request to "go to the right corner and get on the car", and then a steady small red light spot appeared on the tie in the next second.

#论some人Why just refuse to be obedient#Why do you have to be threatened to be obedient?

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Steve kicked the man out of the roof door with one kick, and before he could scramble and stabilize himself, he grabbed him by the collar and pushed him to the edge of the roof.

Someone who has been threatened once just won't learn to behave: "What? Are you trying to imply that you want to throw me down with this little trick?" He sneered, pretending to be calm, "This is not your style, Rogers."

Steve has no idea where this guy got the confidence to put on such a shameful face.

Mevis poked his head out at the right time, and reached out to touch his face: "How is it? Do you recognize me?"

Sitwell: Damn...forgot about this product...

After completing the transformation from calm to earth-colored in a second, Meiweis looked really funny, but she didn't make a move, but moved sideways to get out of her seat: "I'm worried that I'll kick you to death with one kick, so let's find someone else. "

Natasha showed him a half-smiley expression, kicked him sideways, and he fell down screaming.

Gee tut.

His screams became farther and farther away and then closer, Brother Sam flapped his mechanical wings to lift him up again, and threw him on the ground.

So why bother?What are you pretending to do? Wouldn't there be so many troubles if you were obedient and recruited earlier?

Steve looked down at the guy who was shot on the ground: "Tell me Zola's algorithm."

"The Zola algorithm is a program!" Sitwell broke out in fright.

"Used to choose and gain insight into the target."

"What target?"

"You! A TV host in Cairo, the Secretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa City, Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, anyone who is a threat to HYDRA." Hope Tversk waved his arms, lying on the ground halfway, propping himself up with one hand, his legs seemed to be weak from fright.

Mavis: What kind of examples are you giving, so you can't speak well?

He took a quick breath, tried to calm his breathing, turned his head away, and added: "Whether it's now or later."

"In the future?" Mavis rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "How does it know what will happen in the future?"

"How could it not know!" Hitwell stood up from the ground excitedly, and suddenly laughed like a convulsion.

Mavis: Hey, how did I provoke him again...

"The 21st century is a digital book, and Zola taught Hydra how to read it. Zola's algorithm can evaluate people's past and predict their future."

Well, this brainwashing is thorough enough.It's good to listen to this kind of thing, why can he say it so excitedly, it's like coaxing a child?It sounds embarrassing, okay?

"And then?" Mevis asked meaningfully.

"Oh my God, Pierce is going to kill me." He stopped talking suddenly and shook his head repeatedly.

……

I don't quite understand your logic. You've said so much, don't you feel uncomfortable if you still hold back a little bit?As if he wouldn’t kill you if he didn’t say anything [white eyes]

Meiweis pulled him up by the back collar and shook him: "Okay, hurry up, or I'll kill you right now."

Sam: =口=Why do you feel something is wrong? !

"Then insight into the Helicarrier will kill them!" Sitwell, who was still doing circular motions with his feet off the ground, almost screamed.

Then they suddenly and inexplicably sat together in Sam's brother's car.

On the way, Hitwell couldn't stop his mouth: "Hydra doesn't want the news to leak out."

……oh.Isn't it a bit late for you to say now?

Well, in fact, it can't be said that they sat in a car for no reason, after all, they still have to rely on this guy's DNA to get on the mothership!

At this time, Hydra finally came to gain a sense of presence.

Suppressing something like this with firepower is always a very shameless way of playing.

They forced Sam's car to stop in a very simple and rude way, and shot Hitwell first, and then, dense bullets crackled and hit the car body.

The four of them got out of the car in a hurry, oh no, the three of them got out of the car in a hurry, and Mevis lifted the roof of the car with the anger of being attacked.

Hydras: Fuck feel pills.

What is Hydra called without the Winter Soldier?

It's called spicy chicken.

Mevis said that with such a group of people, she could die with a single slap.

The Hydras who watched the video of Mevis' New York battle with their own eyes or later swallowed their saliva. This shit is the female King Kong who tore up the pile of steel monsters with his hands. Let's play a ghost!

However, they had no choice but to rush forward with their guns in hand, following the order of their superiors.

The guns in their hands were all ordinary ammunition, and Mevis was completely out of the way, so he went back against the gunfire.

Sam [stunned]: The world view was forcibly refreshed in an instant.I don't read much, don't lie to me, tell me how the human hand cut off the gun/barrel...

Steve and Natasha [gloating]: I really feel sorry for you.

With Mavis blocking most of the fire, the three were able to sneak out from behind the car to help.

Hydras: Hey, so angry, then what's the use of us trying so hard to block them!

Mevis: Come, come, look here, line up, just one knife, guaranteed painless.