“Fire!”

“Help me!”

The dense bullets hit the black power armor but could not cause any damage to the armor plate. The deformed warheads flying at high speed splashed onto the walls and ceiling like raindrops. The shells thrown out were like waterfalls, as if they were a symphony made of metal. The giant wearing a black cloak was still pressing step by step. The task force members with excellent combat qualities opened fire and retreated in an orderly manner. Then the black-armored giant stretched out his arms. The explosion-proof door that passed by when the task force came closed, locking all the task force members in the passage.

The sudden encounter caused these soldiers to be obviously shaken, because the explosion-proof door has an independent power system, and the closed door means that they cannot escape from here. It was not until the giant wearing a hood and black armor approached less than three meters away from the muzzle in an orderly manner that the contingent team members used the blood-red light to see the skeleton-shaped face armor on the helmet.

The task force formed a defensive formation in front of the explosion-proof door gradually stopped pulling the trigger. The pungent smoke filled the corridor, and the desperate air was almost suffocating. The black-armored giant seemed to be the incarnation of death. The heavy mechanical breathing sounds, the noise from the joint servo and hydraulic devices lingered above their heads like the shadow of death. They all knew that they were no match for the armored giant in front of them, and some team members even placed their hands on the grenades. At this moment, the originally extinguished emergency light suddenly lit up. The sharp-eyed task force members found that something was wrong with the weapon in the hand of the black-armored giant with a skull helmet.

"Captain, that's the toy lightsaber I bought in Disney Park!"

"The answer is correct." The black-armored giant's voice amplified through the breathing grille, as deafening as the thunder rolling in the passage. "I hope you can put down your weapons because of my sense of humor." He said, "You don't have to die."

"What if we answered 'no'?" the captain didn't relax his nerves because of this little joke. He asked nervously, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Then I'm sorry." The Black Armored Giant did not answer all the questions, as if the captain's question had completely lost patience. He threw down the toy lightsaber and drew a sword that was one person tall from the scabbard hanging on his side, which was blocked by a heavy black fireproof cloth cloak. The next moment the sword was covered with electric current, and the arc radiated into the air like a deep blue flame, illuminating the almost dark passage. The Black Armored Giant stretched out his palm covered by armor, and the task force captain holding the assault rifle was grabbed out of thin air, and hissed as he set out from his throat and tried to suck the air into the air pipe. He pulled his throat weakly, and the heavy weapon hit the ground and made a dull sound. "This time it's not a toy." The Black Armored Giant said, "I guarantee that all your family can get ten times the pension."

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Steve Rogers held the railing three steps and two steps to the next stairs. As soon as he landed, he grabbed the railing beside him and continued his previous movements and landed at a fast speed. Due to the power outage of underground facilities and the emergency generator set has not yet been launched, he could only see the steps under his feet through the faint light of the emergency lights in the fire passage now. However, he did not care at all about the ankle sprain caused by mistakes caused by the dark environment. He wanted to go to the floor where James Barnes was detained to find out the situation. Steve Rogers found the corresponding floor according to the intermittent prompt on Friday, but he walked in the darkness along the corridor for about twenty meters and was blocked by the riot steel door in front of him.

"Is there any other path?" he asked Friday.

After receiving a negative answer, Steve Rogers immediately squatted down and groped under the alloy explosion-proof door, looking for a gap that his fingers could stuff into. Although on Friday the question of why the explosion-proof door was closed after the power outage, no one can answer it now. When Steve Rogers finally found the gap and relied on his own strength to fight against the fixed mechanical structure and the weight of the alloy explosion-proof door, he barely squeezed himself into the passage. The heavy explosion-proof door was stuck in mid-air due to the damage to the mechanical structure. The excessive adrenaline made Steve Rogers sweat and his heart beat so much that he didn't notice the abnormality when he just walked into the passage.

But soon the scent of bloody smell and the slippery floor that made him almost fall down made Steve Rogers subconsciously become more alert. With the help of the glimmer of the emergency lights in the passage, he saw some objects emitting burnt smell and bloody smell piled up on the ground a few meters in front of the explosion-proof door, and the floor under his feet was also covered with red and black, viscous liquid like tar. Those black things were actually task forces members in black tactical suits, and he also saw the black-bottomed golden arrow sign of the Special Operations Command of the Joint Combat Command on the armband covered by blood and limbs.

The deformed warheads and shells scattered in every corner of the corridor like pebbles in the river, reflecting faint lights in those pools of blood. The firearms damaged for various reasons are scattered among the scorched corpses. The walls and ceilings around them are as potholes as the surface of the moon and are covered with splashing blood. It seems that more than one explosion, broken limbs, broken bones and foul-stenched internal organs have been experienced here, making it look like a slaughterhouse. Since World War II, Steve Rogers has been

He had never seen such a terrifying battlefield. The stench of death brought him back to the battlefield filled with wounded and rotten wounds, trench rats, foul bandages and overwhelming fleas. He had no idea what had happened, but he was sure that this was not what Bucky did. With his rich experience in the battlefield, he could see at a glance that this was a sharp weapon injury. Bucky's robotic arm would only cause blunt weapon injuries and squeeze injuries. Even if he had cold weapons, it would not be possible to cut the firearms made of human bodies and metal so smoothly.

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"Based on the radio call of the security personnel, the target is very likely to be rushing to the rooftop apron." The sound of Friday in the headset was filled with current noise. "Comprehensively with the clues provided by the security personnel's calls to calculate the possible location of the target, retrieve the building drawings, and plan the nearest route. Captain Rogers, turn left in front..."

Steve Rogers stepped over the body and walked over as Friday's instructions, leaving behind a sticky blood shoe print. "It was an elevator shaft." He said, "not a staircase."

"That's the shortest route," emphasized Friday. "My database has your physical training data at the Avengers base, and after rigorous calculations, I think you can do that."

"Squad 3, reply!" Ross, who had completely lost contact with the task force, walked around anxiously, and kept stopping. He felt the room temperature of the command center getting higher and higher, which made his forehead covered with sweat. While yelling at the command center's head, he asked them to restore power and surveillance as soon as possible, and sending security personnel to the floor where the incident occurred, he repeatedly tried to call the joint command's contingent. Since he sent the squad underground to arrest the fleeing winter soldiers, the task force that could still communicate suddenly remained silent, as if he had fallen into an abyss and disappeared completely.

Ross didn't care about the life or death of the contingent. He just wanted to know whether they had completed the mission. His plan to ask Tony Stark to help was shattered after Tony Stark left the office without saying goodbye. What's worse was that Steve Rogers, who was originally in the room, disappeared. Now Ross is a lonely man, and there is no armed force that can come in handy except for bringing German administrators.

"Lt. Col. Rhodes." He called the reinforcements still on the plane. "After arriving in Germany, I will ask the US troops stationed in Germany to cooperate with your operations."

"What happened?" Rhode asked in confusion.

He had previously received an inquiry text message from Tony Stark. After a few hours, Secretary of State Ross had the intention to use force in full, which made him feel an unknown premonition. Rhode hated Secretary of State Ross quite a bit, but the quality of the soldiers still made him patiently ask why he wanted to enter a "war readiness state" because it meant that he had to escort the cargo on the plane to the NATO military base. He didn't know what the cargo was, but he was sure that it was not a good thing, because the bodyguards and medical staff on the plane were all nervous, as if he could face death at any time.
Chapter completed!