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Chapter two hundred and seventy-eight things are not going well

Captain America slowly woke up and raised his head blankly. He barely focused his eyes and found himself in a metal dark room. His hands and feet were firmly fixed behind him, and his body could not move at all. He looked around and soon found that most of the other Avengers were tied here in the same state as him, but it seemed that most of them woke up before him.

"Yo, welcome to join the club, captain." Clint whispered at him, "We have been discussing for a while."

Rogers frowned and shook his head: "I, why..."

He tried to recall for a moment, and soon remembered that he was knocked out by Ultron's remote-controlled steel armor.

"By the way, Ultron," he remembered, "what's going on now?"

Clint shrugged: "Obviously, someone's arrogance made a mistake came to us. So now we are here, and they are tied here like ingredients to be prepared to put into the pot."

He gave Tony a complaining look without any concealment.

Rogers looked around. In addition to him, the Avengers caught here also included Iron Man, War Machine, Hawkeye, Black Widow, Falcon and... Thor?

He was a little surprised. Even Thor was tied here, his head tilted to the side and was unconscious, and his condition was unknown.

"What is Thor..."

"I don't know, but we think Ultron must have tampered with his head," said Colonel Rhodes. "He has been in this state since he came in. Maybe Ultron has treated the Asgardians with special treatment, otherwise we will be able to escape immediately as soon as he wakes up."

"I'm glad you're fine, Captain." Tony ignored Clint's sarcasm and explained, "Just as you already know, Ultron should be responsible for it. And he had implanted a chip in my neck since some time, monitoring my condition at all times. And the chip seemed to interfere with my brain waves sending messages to the armor, and I couldn't activate the armor..."

"I'll translate it," Clint said, "it's roughly the meaning of it-we're done."

"Okay, don't worry about complaining now," said Natasha. "It's more important to find solutions to the problem now. Stark, what did you want to say before? Did you say there is any solution?"

"Maybe." Tony hesitated for a moment, "Although my brain waves were suppressed and unable to activate the armor, I still managed to activate some of the built-in systems of the armor. I managed to send an encrypted message out for help. If it goes well, it shouldn't take long before our reinforcements arrive..."

"Reinforcements? We still have reinforcements?" Sam raised his eyebrows, "You're not talking about that baby pajamas, are you?"

It seems that Spider-Man is not present in the Avengers (because he is going to school, usually not in the Avengers Building), which means that the only person who wants to ask for help seems to be Spider-Man.

"Of course not." Tony rolled his eyes. Although he had high expectations for the boy, his expectations were not high enough to hope that the unreliable pajama baby could enter Ultron's base camp alone to settle Ultron to rescue them all.

Several people wanted to ask more questions, but were interrupted by Natasha and said, "Wait a minute, someone is here."

Ultron was so angry that he wanted to spray out a few feet away with an oil.
Chapter completed!
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