Chapter 903: When the Snake Catching Plan is in Progress, Candidates for the Warrior Path (1/2)

Ta da da da...

Steve had only rushed forward less than a hundred meters when a team of Hydra agents staying on the mothership attacked him.

Facing the dense rain of bullets, Steve hurriedly put his shield in front of him and ran to the container area on one side, using the bunker to slow down Hydra's fire offensive.

Just as he turned around, a Hydra agent appeared beside him.

But before he could pull the trigger, the submachine gun in his hand was pressed against the container by the shield.

Steve quickly struck, punching the agent in the face, knocking him unconscious and taking off the grenade on his shoulder.

Skillfully removing the tab, Steve threw the grenade, landing right at the feet of the nearest wave of Hydra.

On the other side, Sam flew towards the second mothership.

The anti-aircraft guns on the mother ship immediately captured the target, and a series of explosions sounded in the sky.

In the thick smoke, Sam constantly adjusted his position to avoid the almost non-stop artillery fire, looking for opportunities and places to land.

"Captain, I met the bad guy you mentioned."

"How are you?"

"Not dead yet."

...

Alexander Pierce stood in front of the window and looked at the two motherships fighting from a distance.

Two people, one is Steve Rogers and the other is a nobody, but they don't look that easy to deal with either.

But it doesn't matter, as long as one of the three motherships takes to the sky, the Insight Plan will not be considered a failure, not to mention that he still has the secret weapon of the Winter Soldier.

But before the overall situation is stable, the council must be settled first.

Only with the support of the Council can we keep SHIELD's vest, and everything that happened today can be explained.

"Allow me to ask a question." Pierce put his phone on the table, picked up a glass of champagne and handed it to the director who had ordered his arrest.

“If Pakistan invaded Mumbai tomorrow and you know full well, they would drag your daughters to the football stadium and execute them.

And you can stop all this by pressing a button. Will you press it?

What about you? "

"I don't need your button." After saying this, the director threw the glass to the ground, expressing his firm attitude not to join forces with Hydra.

Pierce chuckled lightly, without any thought of persuading him, he directly took the pistol from the agent next to him and pointed it at him.

At this time, the female director suddenly kicked the director away from the gun.

The sudden scene made Pierce's face change slightly, and he was punched in the face when he was stunned.

The female agent grabbed the gun in his hand and threw a miniature stun device at the agent next to Pierce.

Along with a crackling sound, the agent fell to the ground in pain and twitched.

The female director pushed Pierce away and smashed the gun she grabbed onto the second agent's head. When the other agent screamed in pain, she immediately attacked the third agent who was closest.

A hand knife slashed his throat, two knees hit him hard on the abdomen, and then he grabbed his neck and hit the ground hard.

The agent who was hit by the gun staggered to his feet. As soon as he took out the gun, the female director pushed his arm to the side and quickly held his neck and slammed him against the table.

With a 'boom', the agent lay on the floor in a large shape.

The last agent pointed his gun at her, but before he could pull the trigger, his wrist was tightly grasped by her.

Before he could struggle, an elbow hit his cervical spine hard, and then he was thrown to the ground with a backhand, and his vision became dim.

The female director calmly picked up the gun in the agent's hand, stood up straight, and pointed the black muzzle at Pierce.

This series of smooth operations was completed in less than ten seconds. Not to mention Pierce, the other three directors also looked confused.

They are all old acquaintances, but they never knew she was so good at fighting! I guess even Black Widow can’t compare!

"Sorry." The female director pressed her ear and cheek, her voice turned into a mechanical sound, and golden lines like snake scales flashed on her face.

She wiped it on her face, took off the thin mask and wig on her head, revealing her true face, and everyone's doubts were instantly dispelled.

Natasha Romanoff, the only female member of the Avengers.

"Did you interrupt your speech?"

"How could it be you?" Pierce wiped a trace of blood from his lips, "I made a mistake and didn't confirm the identity of the director."

Natasha shrugged, then picked up the gun on the ground and handed it to the other three directors.

"Please wait here a little longer to witness the so-called Insight Project."

Pierce chuckled, pretending to be relaxed and picked up the phone on the table, "Do you think you can win?

Steve Rogers, and...who? "

"Sam Wilson, a retired soldier."

"The two of them also want to stop the Insight Project? It's really funny.

There are three motherships, each of which is heavily guarded and has powerful firepower. But with only two of them, it is impossible to break through the defenses.

Even if it succeeds by luck, there is still a third mothership that can target one million people who threaten Hydra at once.

Project Insight, Hydra had won from the moment the mothership took off. "

"You lunatic." One of the directors cursed angrily.

"Don't say that, you also agree with the Insight Plan."

"But we didn't agree to use it to kill people, let alone those who endanger Hydra."

Natasha sighed slightly, and there was a hint of pity in her eyes when she looked at Pierce.

He didn't know that his plan had failed before it even started. The Insight Plan was actually just Nick Fury's plan to catch snakes.

What Steve and Sam are doing now, in addition to the exercise, is to clear the Hydra on the mothership as much as possible. After all, the value of these three ships is still very high, and it would be a pity to destroy them.

"Wait and see!"

......

Monitoring room.

Aaron touched his chin and looked at the monitoring screen meaningfully.

Steve, one man and one shield, killed through the multiple lines of defense arranged by Hydra and kept moving forward.

Sam flew around the No. 2 mothership in the sky like a bird, getting rid of the Quinjet's strafing behind him, and occasionally fighting back with two large-caliber compact submachine guns.

"This is a really good performance, measured by human standards."

"Is it really appropriate for you to stand here?" Hill asked speechlessly.

"Bucky hasn't come out yet!" Aaron spread his hands, "Let's talk about it when he comes out."

"He's out." Hill suddenly pointed to the surveillance screen, where Bucky was walking towards the apron with a grenade launcher.

"Those pilots..." Aaron raised his eyebrows and looked at a team of pilots preparing to board the plane in the picture, "They should be going to support Steve and the others!"

"You have to go to the apron quickly, otherwise Bucky will kill them all."

"Okay, no problem.

I also want to finish the work early!" Aaron sighed lightly, then opened the box and walked out of the monitoring room with the modified sniper rifle.

He was going to find a commanding height with a relatively wide field of view, so that he could use Bucky to test the performance of the new gun.

......

"All SHIELD pilots take off urgently, we are the only air support for Captain Rogers."

As soon as the voice fell, gunshots suddenly rang out, and the fighter plane closest to them exploded.

The impact of the flames blew away the pilots, and the surrounding airport staff were not spared.

Bucky walked out of the black smoke, his silver left arm flashing with a cold light.

He did not hesitate and pointed the muzzle at the fallen pilots.

At this moment, a golden bullet with a light blue tail flame hit the weapon in his hand.

Bang!

The grenade launcher was broken into a fist-sized hole, like ice melted by a soldering iron, the red iron dripped on Bucky's metal arm, making his left hand feel the temperature for the first time in a long time.

The next moment, Bucky looked in the direction of the bullet.

I saw a figure on the upper floor of the building smiling and waving at him from a distance of hundreds of meters, with a black sniper rifle about one meter long in front of him.

"It's our people." The flight captain said firmly, "Get on the plane now."

Bucky's face turned cold, threw away the grenade launcher, took out an automatic rifle from his back and was about to shoot at the pilot.

He received only one order, to ensure that the mothership was launched and to eliminate all unfavorable factors, especially Steve Rogers.

This damn sniper can be ignored for now, but these pilots must die.

"Wishful thinking!" Aaron snorted and pulled the trigger twice in succession.

Bang! Bang!

Two gunshots, and two golden bullets instantly broke through the air.

One shattered the automatic rifle in Bucky's hand, and the other hit his left palm.

The bullets spun rapidly, drilling a few sparks on Bucky's palm, and the solid metal arm also trembled slightly because of the powerful impact.

"Ah!"

Suddenly Bucky shouted, and the circles of lines on the metal arm began to shrink and expand as he increased his strength.

Bang!

The moment the bullet was shot out, Bucky rolled and hid behind a row of containers.

He opened his left hand, looked at the thumb-sized depression in the palm of his hand with black smoke, and clenched his fist angrily.

The pilots took the opportunity to board the Quinjet and flew to the three motherships to provide fire support for Steve and Sam.

Bucky looked at this scene unwillingly and rushed out to stop them.

But as soon as he took a step, a sudden violent warning came from his mind, forcing him to retract his legs under the drive of instinct.

Almost in the next moment, a bullet flew past his eyes, shot through the ground, and shot into the lake below.

Fuck!

Bucky's pupils shrank suddenly, and a little astonishment appeared on his cold face.

If he hadn't retreated in time, one leg would have been useless.

And there is no need to hold any fluke mentality. Judging from the degree of damage to his left hand, he would definitely lose the ability to move instantly.

"What a fast reaction ability!

No, that's not right. It's not a reaction, but the instinct of being a warrior."

Wait, warrior?

In the warrior path, Bucky might be a suitable candidate.

It is necessary to have a good talk with this Winter Soldier, but before that, we still have to catch him first!

Thinking of this, Aaron's mouth curled up with a playful arc, and he immediately observed the row of containers through the scope.

The scope is also a product of alchemy. Bucky and the shelter he found are completely presented in the form of a three-dimensional stereogram in front of Aaron, without any obstacles.

"The experiment of ordinary bullets is over, so next..." Aaron adjusted the muzzle of the gun, aimed at Bucky's left shoulder, and injected some magic into the bullet, "This power should be about right."

With a bang, the rapidly rotating bullet turned into a purple-gold stream of light and shot out from the muzzle.

At this moment, Bucky seemed to feel something and hurriedly turned his body to avoid it.

But it was still a little late. He was blown away by the shot and turned several times in the air before falling to the ground.

Half of the metal arm was directly broken, and the precise and expensive metal devices were scattered all over the floor.

"Well done." Hill's praise came from the headset.

"It's just so-so!" Aaron said modestly, "The reason why I performed so well is that in addition to my hard-trained shooting skills and this alchemical weapon that can be compared to half a divine weapon, it is all thanks to the contrast of my peers."

Hill:......

'Peers' don't refer to S.H.I.E.L.D.!

"Is Bucky okay?" Steve asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, I just removed his metal arm.

The combat power is greatly reduced, so it won't hinder your next action."

"That's good."

As he spoke, Bucky stood up.

He didn't dodge or run away, but rushed towards Aaron with all his strength.

"Wow! So brave?" Aaron almost laughed at Bucky, who was running uncoordinated because of his broken left arm.

"Don't be funny, even if he lost an arm, ordinary agents are not his opponents." Hill reminded hurriedly.

"Understood, I'll give him another shot."

Aaron aimed at Bucky's left leg this time and pulled the trigger to fire ordinary bullets.

Bucky showed a look of shock and anger, and dodged the bullet with a side flip.

"Excellent fighter."

Aaron made a simple comment and then fired the second bullet.

Bucky slid to his knees and dodged the third bullet, then rolled forward to avoid the third bullet, and finally blocked the fourth bullet with half of his metal arm...

In more than half a minute, Bucky ran hundreds of meters and successfully arrived in front of the building.

Aaron looked at him with admiration. There was one bullet left in the magazine of the sniper rifle, but there was no need to continue shooting.

Aaron put away his gun, jumped down from the building, and landed steadily on the ground.

Seeing this, Bucky accelerated and approached Aaron, reaching forward with his right hand to try to grab the opponent's shoulder.

Faced with this sudden attack, Aaron raised his eyebrows, bent his knees and half-crouched down, avoiding the opponent's right hand while turning his body to raise his left arm.

Bang!

An elbow hit Bucky's abdomen, and the strong force made him groan, and a little saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he did not stop the action, but suppressed it with all his strength.

Aaron leaned aside, supported himself with one hand and did a backflip to avoid the attack, thus creating some distance.

Bucky barely adjusted himself and was about to attack when he saw an M1911 in Aaron's hand.