The wounded had been injected with sedatives, temporarily relieved of the pain and then fell asleep. Apart from the roar of the jet engines other than the reinforced glass, the only sound in the Quinjet was the breathing of everyone. The radio communication clicked and the German Air Force
Requesting a call with the civil aviation tower, but after activating the stealth submersible system, these sounds never sounded again. Ever since leaving the German airspace, silence enveloped the narrow cabin. The Quinjet fighter found out from the route of the civil aviation airliner.
A direct route to what was Romania in the past and what is now the Romanian province of Latvinia.
Although the autopilot has been set, Natasha Romanov still refused to get out of the single pilot seat because the back of the cabin was full of messy blood and bandages, and the emergency medical kit on the Quinjet fighter could not be used.
Help available to everyone.
Fortunately, the people preparing this Quinjet seem to have foreseen such a situation. In addition to SHIELD's standard field emergency medical kit, there are also some artificial skin cryogenic sprays used to cover open wounds on the plane.
It can not only disinfect the wound but also form a fragile protective film outside the open wound. Coupled with a large amount of analgesics and small disposable surgical instruments that look like spiders to help sort out the broken bones, suture blood vessels and muscles, the injured can temporarily
Escaped from life-threatening danger.
"Their situation has been stabilized." Steve Rogers came over and said in a deep voice, "I'm very worried about Colonel Rhodes."
"He is a lieutenant colonel now." Natasha Romanov reminded him, "and he doesn't need our help. The treatment plan given by the armor's life-support system is far more useful than an emergency medical kit.
The Wakandans are still following us. They want to go to Latvinia with us. They have a cooperative relationship with our old friends, although I don’t know when they started cooperating. I can’t figure it out.
His idea, Steve, is definitely not as simple as stopping the Hulk or capturing Ross."
"Do you know anything about Ross?" Steve Rogers asked. They had overlooked the burning convoy on the Quinjet, and the conflict between the black-armored giant and the red beast was very conspicuous. According to what Falcon obtained from the chain of command
Intelligence, the red beast seems to be Secretary of State Ross. "How many secrets do they still hide from us?" he asked, "I am beginning to doubt whether my past actions were correct."
"You asked the wrong person, Steve." Natasha Romanoff closed her eyes tightly, her temples twitching. "If you can, put these bad things aside for now. We have to talk about politics with our old friends.
Asylum matter. You are a symbol of the American spirit in the hearts of many people. Now not many people know that you have defected. I believe that the White House has now launched a public relations process. By the time of the prime time and midnight political show, you will become a global leader.
The high-profile hero and symbol of justice becomes a despicable defector, an evil biological weapon created to destroy the United States since World War II. Your past achievements will turn into shame, and you will go from a positive character to a Hollywood movie star.
The ultimate villain defeated over and over again in the game, they are so afraid of you because your traitor represents God and has lied to the United States, and then the White House will claim that they were deceived, and all the news anchors will repeat what the White House said over and over again until it is a lie.
become reality."
Steve Rogers was silent. He had never seen Natasha Romanoff so upset.
"Sorry." She let out a long breath, "I'm just a little confused about our prospects. The media's slander, the CIA's assassination, the White House's political pressure and other methods that the United States has used on politicians in other countries have all been ignored. You have to try it yourself, and you have to make sure that our friend is willing to bear more economic sanctions for you, and the value you show must far exceed the price he has to pay."
"You don't know the details, Xiaona. I believe he is ready. I may have been involved in his cause longer than you think. As I said to him, we are ultimately fighting for justice. It's not the hegemony of some people." Steve Rogers laughed, "I believe we won't be shot down by anti-aircraft missiles when we enter Latvinia's airspace, and I will still be of use to him."
After more than three hours of navigation, the Quinjet finally entered a safe airspace in a substantial sense after changing its route several times to hide its traces. The process of sending the air defense identification code was quite fast, but for the computer of this Quinjet It was a heavy burden for me. Two fighter jets that no one else had seen before quickly approached from high altitude, then slowed down and escorted the Quinjet to a new route.
"The most difficult part of implementing the law is reminding others of the basis for implementing the law."
Perhaps because of the air defense identification code, the radio in the Quinjet fighter began to automatically play Latvinia's current broadcast channel as soon as it entered Latvinia's airspace, as if some program had been implanted in the Quinjet fighter's computer. Bucky Barnes was full of curiosity about this place that was Romania not long ago. He was hiding and hunting here not long ago. Now it has a different name and even the government has changed. He has heard of this radio host The voice was one of the few private programs he could listen to for free when he was hiding in a rental house.
"We can talk about Tirana, the former city of sin. Before the emperor came, there were hundreds of thousands of guns and tens of millions of bullets in the hands of civilians in Tirana. Albanians even regarded shooting as A means of celebration. Can you imagine how many shootings occurred every day in Tirana before the new law was implemented, and how many gangs with weapons were entrenched? In the countryside of the Albanian province outside Tirana, there were many shootings every day. How many people died at gunpoint? How many children were thrown on smuggling ships bound for Western Europe and the United States? The emperor’s order to the Albanian province was armed purge. It sounds terrible, but I can tell you that as a military police officer The department's legislators' armored vehicles were attacked by RPGs when they first drove into Tirana, because those Albanian gangsters did not want the emperor to take away their guns and the tools they used to hurt others."
The host's voice became excited and even startled Bucky who was listening to the radio.
"Can you imagine what the Emperor's orders have given us, my friends? From Tirana to the most remote villages, the Emperor's superhuman armies destroyed fortifications, captured spies and criminals, overthrew mountains, destroyed rivers, and destroyed rivers with steel. Such determination removes all obstacles that keep us from a peaceful and prosperous life. Thousands of gangsters were slaughtered, corrupt officials knelt in front of armored vehicles and begged the emperor for mercy, and foreign tycoons sucked our blood and wealth into our bodies with kisses. The soldiers' boots begged them to remove the muzzles from their heads! They paid the price for their past actions, and all sins were judged under the guns of the emperor and the army..."
The current official language of Latvinia is Latin, and Romanian is also recognized as a language that evolved from Vulgar Latin. However, the Quinjet can understand the Romanian spoken by the host.
There are not many people, only Natasha Romanov can speak fluent Latin with an accent.
"What's on the radio?" Falcon Sam Wilson asked curiously. He couldn't understand the language here.
"Probably to advocate for the rulers." Bucky Barnes blinked and said with interest, "I have a hunch that this place will change a lot."
Bucky Barnes's judgment was not wrong. When the military tower in Latvinia asked the Quinjet to lower its altitude, the few people who were still awake on the plane saw the scenery outside the porthole. Latvinia is now everywhere
Infrastructure is being built. Huge factories are rising from the ground. The ecological cities built around the factories are being built in an orderly manner. There are busy figures everywhere. After more than an hour of sailing, the Quinjet finally arrived.
Arriving at the core of Latvinia, Natasha Romanoff piloted a Quinjet and parked on an apron specially built for large aircraft, while the Wakandan aircraft was escorted by a gunboat to another area.
An apron.
The roar of the elevator sounded, and the huge apron slowly sank into the ground. The team escaping from Germany stood on the apron, feeling the hot wind blowing from below. The dark shaft was filled with starry sky-like lamps. After a while,
The elevator platform slowly stopped. A young blond woman in simple clothes and tightly tied hair was holding documents and standing in front of the steel bridge leading to the main building, waiting for them. Medical staff in protective suits came from them.
Passing by, he boarded the plane and carried the injured person onto a stretcher.
"I am Diana Lister, secretary of the Government Council and head of the administrative execution department. I would like to greet you all." The blonde woman said expressionlessly. She waved her hand perfunctorily to show that she was polite, elegant and respectful.
This group of people was impatient. "Please come with me, gentlemen and ladies, you will be comfortably entertained in the drawing room, and the wounded will also receive proper medical care."