Inside the vibranium cell.

Angela held the Lock of Absurdity, closed her eyes, and felt the force transmitted by the chain.

Before sending out the chains, she made a secret code agreement with the Absurd Locks: If they found a mechanical structure that could open the cell door, they would pull it three times to indicate that they could take action.

The three people formed a circle, waiting for the signal sent back by the chain.

The chain shuttles through the dark and closed narrow space. Relying on the power of magic, the body becomes extremely slender and quickly spreads around, while exploring the entire area.

At this moment, the three waiting people suddenly felt a violent vibration under their feet. Angela lost her balance and almost fell to the ground.

"Was there an earthquake?" Angela asked.

"It's not an earthquake." Natasha put her right hand on the ground, feeling a uniform tremor from her palm. She raised her head and said seriously: "It's a battleship! They used to keep us locked in the space battleship, and now the battleship is about to take off.

Got it!"

"But the time doesn't match up."

Natasha frowned, stood up and said: "The intelligence I stole before shows that it will be at least eight hours before they are fully prepared to take off officially. It is not very beneficial for them to act now, unless..."

"Unless their plan is exposed, they have to take off early!"

Steve clenched his fists. This is good news for the whole world. The less prepared Hydra is, the greater the possibility of being defeated. But for the three of them, it is uncompromising.

of bad news.

After the spacecraft takes off, the difficulty of their escape will increase. If the warship completely leaves the earth and comes to the dead space of the universe...

Steve stopped having bad imagination, he turned to Angela and asked: "Are you okay yet?"

"Soon."

After almost another six or seven minutes, Angela raised her head suddenly. She looked at Steve and Natasha and said, "It's found."

Steve stood in front of the two ladies, using his tall body to block the coming danger for them.

"Open the door and let's rush out!"

Outside the cell, Agent Sitwell touched his bald head and couldn't figure out why Alexander suddenly gave the order to take off. It stands to reason that there is still a lot of equipment that has not been debugged, and there are still a lot of supplies that have not been transported. For example

The simplest example:

During this time in the sky, all agents must control the use of toilet paper, otherwise in a few days everyone will learn from the Indians and use their hands to solve personal hygiene problems.

"No, it's not as good as India. At least they don't lack water. In a few days we may not even have water to wash our hands." Sitwell retracted his divergent thinking and decided to use his authority to stock up on more daily necessities in the past few days.

He unbuckled the seat belt around his waist. The most bumpy time was over. All that was left was to wait for the battleship to slowly lift off and finally break through the atmosphere and enter the universe.

Sitwell came to the vibranium cell again, and the hard walls gave him a sense of security.

"Stay alert."

He gave final instructions to the agents, preparing to go to the office to rest for a while.

Now that he has started to take off, his work is basically over. He can drink some wine, sing, and spend a good time with one or two female agents...

Click click click.

Agent Sitwell, who had just reached the door and was about to leave, suddenly heard an unusual sound coming from behind.

"Huh?" He turned his head, wanting to see what happened.

However, when he turned his head halfway, he caught a glimpse of a huge fist quickly enlarging in his field of vision from the corner of his eye!

Sitwell couldn't see the identity of the attacker, his eyes were completely filled with the fist.

He has been an agent for decades. Even after being promoted to a manager, he has never given up his combat training. Faced with a sudden attack, after a moment of panic, he reacted extremely quickly:

Put your hands in front of your chest, stretch your left hand slightly forward to catch the opponent's fist, and put your right fist close to your shoulder to ensure that your elbow can catch the opponent's attack while rotating and swinging it out. In a few tenths of a second, you can hit the target's temple.

, knocking the opponent unconscious instantly!

Come on! Let you see what it means to be a fighting expert——

Agent Sitwell's thoughts suddenly stopped. His series of countermeasures failed from the very beginning. The huge fist fell behind his left hand. Even though Sitwell tried his best, he failed to inflict a blow on the opponent.

A little hindrance.

The fist broke through the defense and landed directly and brutally on Sitwell's nose.

Red blood and broken glasses flew everywhere, and Sitwell's heavy body was knocked half a meter off the ground, and finally fell heavily against the wall.

After finishing all this, Steve glanced at this familiar face, sighed, opened the door and walked out first, followed by Angela. Natasha, who was walking at the back, closed the door and kicked her.

He kicked the lock and locked the stunned agents inside.

The three of them stole the clothes of a Hydra agent and walked inside the battleship. Through the thick windows on the edge of the battleship, Angela looked at the increasingly distant ground and said:

"It was the first time I knew I was afraid of heights."

"I originally wanted to apply for a long leave from the director after this operation is over, but now it seems that there is no need to ask for leave." Natasha said emotionally.

Along the way just now, she saw many familiar faces, many of whom she had worked with before and were comrades whom she could trust behind the scenes.

Until this moment, Natasha had to convince herself of one fact: SHIELD was finished.

"Let's go, time is running out, we have to find a way to destroy this battleship before Hydra reacts, and then return to the ground." Steve said.

Their initial plan was to escape and then find ways to stop the enemy, but they did not expect that they would be locked inside the battleship, let alone that the battleship would take off early. Faced with the change in the situation, they readjusted their direction and decided to take the risk.

A battleship was destroyed.

In the monitoring area of ​​the underground cell, the harsh communication sound woke Sitwell up. As soon as he woke up, he felt severe pain all over his body, especially his face.

He touched his nose, and the bones were completely broken.

"Hua Q! Hua Q!" Sitwell yelled, spitting out three or four more teeth. With a mouthful of blood in his mouth, he took out a communicator from his pocket.

"Sir!"

"Where are you?" Alexander's calm voice came from the communicator.

"Sir! They escaped!"

Alexander's mind went blank for a full three seconds. He backed away from the comfortable sofa and sat up straight.

"That house was designed by me. It can even withstand missile bombings at close range. Let alone Steve, even if Zhang Ming or Saul are imprisoned, they may not be able to escape! Idiot! What on earth have you done!"

what did I do?

Sitwell recalled everything that had just happened and continued to say in a thick nasal voice: "I...I didn't do anything, everything is normal..."

Alexander couldn't listen anymore and hung up the communication directly.

He grabbed the wine glass on the table and threw it to the ground.

"Is this why Mr. Zero advised me to take off? It's just three little mice."

Alexander took a deep breath, calmed down, and reopened the communication.

"Wake up the Winter Soldier and those idle strangers. I'm going to do a big cleanup of this battleship!"

…

The sudden takeoff order disrupted the work steps of every Hydra agent. Ward finished the final inventory, picked up the registration form and signed his name.

He was finally able to rest for a while. As soon as he came up with this idea, a communication request appeared on the communicator. Ward pressed the answer button on his ear: "This is Grant Ward, please give instructions——"

"Hello, Agent Ward, I think you can recognize my voice."

Ward's expression was stiff for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He glanced at the busy colleagues around him, and calmly walked out of the warehouse with the registration form in hand.

When he was in a deserted place, he lowered his voice and said: "You are crazy! How dare you contact me directly? This is an internal line. If there is any situation, the guys from the network department will catch you! Damn it, how did you do it?

Contact me?"

"I've been with SHIELD for most of my life, and I always have some unique methods."

A voice came from the communicator that made Ward furious. He looked back to make sure no one was following him. He couldn't hold back his emotions and said to the communicator:

"I shouldn't have let you go in the first place! Coulson, if you want to die, please don't take me with you!"

Listening to Ward's restrained angry voice, Coulson smiled: "But it's true that you let me go."

"What do you want to do?" Ward tried to calm down. Coulson had gone to great lengths to hack into Hydra's internal communications to find him. It was definitely not just for a small talk.

"It's not what I want to do, it's you, Agent Ward, what do you want?" Coulson's words were like a sharp knife, cutting through the many barriers in Ward's heart, and he continued:

"You feel very conflicted. You expect Hydra's plan to be realized perfectly, so that you can become one of the most powerful people in the world. But at the same time, you have distrust of the organization you are in, so

You will let me go. If the insight plan fails, you will have a way out. At least you can save one life."

"I know what you want."

Colson's tone was calm. "You want to enjoy the results, but don't want to take full responsibility. There's nothing embarrassing about that, or put aside a few fanatical Hydras - I don't know if there are still such people in this era -

Most people have similar ideas, but they don't have the opportunity like you."

"So?" Ward asked.

Coulson smiled and said, "So how about we take it a step further?"

"You want me to betray the organization?" Ward sneered.
To be continued...