While Captain, Deadpool and his team were fighting bloody battles in the underground world, Fury and his team on the ground were also facing the same trouble.
Insects the size of calves flying all over the sky screamed and swooped down again and again, looking for the right moment.
Just like the Indominus Rex created by InGen in Jurassic World. They have just hatched from pupae and are in urgent need of knowing their place in the food chain.
The eyes of these bloodthirsty people are full of contempt. People create monsters and then destroy them.
What a strange and naive species this is.
While talking about survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, and being able to exterminate a species at will, shouldn't someone also be responsible for exterminating them?
The several hundred kilograms of aviation cannon in Pete's hand was spitting out tongues of fire, tearing cracks one after another in the dense array of insects, and the bodies of the downed insects fell down like snowflakes.
Spider-Man Parker on the roof of the car keeps throwing out webs one after another, just like the once popular game "Fishing Master", except that he uses spider webs to catch insects.
"Five!"
Parker shouted excitedly, "Come on, come to my net, there are good things for you here."
He sometimes cast a net and sometimes fired out net bombs. When the bugs spit out strong corrosive mucus, he jumped lightly to avoid three armored vehicles. It didn't feel like a doomsday crisis at all. To him, it was more like a game.
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"Hey! Parker, the bugs you caught in the net almost hit me. They are still crawling in it. It's disgusting." Romanov frowned, raised his gun and beat the bugs in the net to pieces.
At this moment, a nearly two-meter-long cricket suddenly jumped over and instantly threw Romanov, who was caught off guard, to the ground. Six horns were hooked on her tights, and a pair of wings kept buzzing and flapping.
The strong air flow almost suffocated Romanov, and he could not even open his eyes.
The Black Widow, who had become famous during World War II, was actually defeated by a cricket. What a twist in the world.
Just when Romanov was at a loss, a huge bullet penetrated the cricket's head. Dark green blood splashed all over her body. She also kicked the remaining half of the cricket's body off her body, which was still shaking.
, looked at Coulson who was running over with Barrett in hand and said:
"Thank you."
"I didn't expect that the black widow was knocked down by a cricket. This should be considered a dark page in your glorious history." Coulson teased as he raised his gun and shot every insect that tried to swoop down.
"In the red room where we were trained, they didn't say that we would be spiders catching bugs after graduation. This should be the job of Spider-Man. If that were the case, I would rather be a ballet dancer." Romano
The husband ignored the insect stumps hanging on his tights and continued to shoot.
"Hey, beauty, let me tell you a secret." Spider-Man looked like a child building a snowman, wrapping all the bugs in a ball made of spider silk. In fact, he looked more like an old lady knitting a sweater.
, but the yarn ball is getting bigger and bigger, and now it is close to three stories high. "Actually, I hate bugs very much."
"It seems your close combat skills should be upgraded." Coulson said with a smile.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a black beetle with indigo spots fell from above his head. Six tentacles hung on his suit and easily took him up into the air. Coulson was shocked by this unexpected situation.
Frightened, he struggled angrily and shouted:
"Oh oh oh, put me down quickly, you damn bug, do you know how expensive my suit is!"
Unexpectedly, this cry attracted more beetles. Their long tentacles hung down on Colson. Colson tried his best to hit their heads with the butt of his gun, but it did not stop their mouths covered with mucus.
He came closer little by little, and the stench, which was like a garbage dump in a fresh food market, made him almost faint. In the hazy state, he felt that the distance was close enough that he could count the number of compound eyes of the beetle.
"Oh my God..." Coulson said desperately.
At this moment, the long beetle he saw was cut into pieces by several rays of silver light.
The weightless Colson landed firmly on the grass. Although it was soft, he fell five to six meters in the air. He twisted a few times on the grass in pain and saw a solid arm.
Stretch out in front of him.
Take a closer look,
It's Logan.
"You saved my life." Colson grabbed his hand and slowly stood up.
"Yeah, what else?" There was a smile on Logan's stern face when facing the enemy, "Be careful with them, God knows where they will pop out. For example..."
"For example?" Coulson pulled off half of the beetle claw hanging on his suit and asked doubtfully while adjusting the corners of his clothes.
"Jump!"
After Logan shouted, Logan jumped to the side, but was immediately squeezed in by countless locusts.
Coulson, a former agent, was confused when he heard the word, but his body instinctively rolled aside to the side of the armored vehicle.
It was at this moment that a nearly five-meter-long red-headed centipede suddenly emerged from the grass where he had landed.
The bright orange color all over its body always tells the predators around it that it is highly poisonous. But it seems that a centipede of this size should not have any natural enemies. Seeing the raised apple-sized head and countless poisonous limbs in the centipede grass, beside it
Several special soldiers were so frightened that they almost sat on the ground. If a python was that big, it might not be so scary.
But this is a centipede!
Even SHIELD agents who are accustomed to strange things cannot imagine that their enemy would be this...
But it is their instinct to carry out all orders,
No matter what the enemy is, whether it is human or ghost.
This is what the special forces taught them.
So even though they were completely suffocated by the overwhelming fear, several special forces members still gritted their teeth and rushed towards the centipede with their guns in hand.
The centipede was angered by these people who overestimated their capabilities and rushed up at a faster speed.
The soldiers in the front were directly stabbed by its poisonous limbs, twitching and struggling violently on the ground. The soldier at the back saw this, howled and kept shooting with his gun.
Although he was hit by several bullets, the centipede still rushed towards me like crazy.
In an instant, accompanied by the soldier's cry, the huge head pressed down on his body, and the venomous jaws and teeth penetrated deeply into his shoulder blades.
Colson stood up staggeringly and desperately grabbed the centipede's head to move it away from the soldier. The heartbreaking pain made the soldier almost cry. The centipede's poisonous limbs kept hitting Cole.
On Sen's back, the barbed poisonous limb had already torn the body armor and shirt outside his suit shirt, and the gurgling blood dyed the grass blades under his feet red.
Seeing this scene, Logan used his Adamantium alloy bone claws to cut through the insect array surrounded by dozens of locusts and jump towards the centipede.
In an instant, three bright silver bone claws penetrated the centipede's neck. Then he swung his other steel claw horizontally and the centipede's body twisted in pain and left its head.
"Colson!"
Seeing Colson's face covered with tears and still clutching the centipede's head tightly. The bitten warrior's face was already black and purple and he was breathless. Logan shouted,
"What are you doing! As an agent, this is not your first time. Look around!"
Colson looked around, and insect corpses covered the entire ground. But among the colorless, blue, and green blood, clusters of bright red blood were particularly eye-catching. The special forces in the third vehicle
Almost all the team members were wiped out, and Maria was doing the final bandaging for a soldier who was still moaning weakly. Although everyone present knew that this could not save anything at all, it could be regarded as a spiritual tribute to the person who was about to die.
A little comfort.
The sun had already set in the west, and the few surviving insects had flown to nowhere. Everyone was breathing heavily from exhaustion.
Today is a really difficult day.
The burning clouds in the sky were like medical cotton seeping with blood. Because there were too many wounds from the centipede's poisonous limbs, Colson passed out with purple lips and fell to the ground, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.
"Colson!"
This is Fury's voice.
So hazy, so far away, as if it had penetrated into the boundless darkness and disappeared without a trace.
I have seen a lot of dead people, but I have never seen such a cruel death.
Countless corpses mixed with blood of different colors from various species covered the ground. The thick and heavy color felt like the greasy paint of an oil painting, and the theme of this painting was fear and despair.
This is,
that voice,
Chaos and low voices
Is it a bell?!
Echoing in the woods. No, not just in the woods. It seems to echo in the whole world.
one time,
one time,
Heralding the coming of night, the scarlet curtain has been opened.
At this time, Parker, who had always been optimistic, began to become silent. Everyone's heart seemed to be pressed by a stone. This stone was airtight, making the heart beat weak and breathing become rapid.
Rogers, Wilson, Barnes, who had just climbed out of the ground, and Banner, who had returned to normal, couldn't help but stop. They looked at the cloudy sky, which seemed to be tinged with blood.
In the Avengers training center, Stark, Rhodes and St. John were also awakened by the sound of the bell.
Stark walked to the window, looked at the dark clouds and rustling trees outside the window, listened to the echo of the bell, and said in a low voice:
"The storm is coming."
"The death knell has rung, and many people have been taken to heaven by the sound of the bell today," Rhodes also looked out the window and said seriously, "The Avengers have encountered an unprecedented disaster. This time we..."
The following words were even deeper. So much so that he himself couldn't hear clearly what he was saying vaguely. It seemed like he was speaking to Stark and the people around him, but also like talking to himself.
St. John's face was tense, and the depressing atmosphere made him breathless. He looked at Wanda, who was already sitting beside the hospital bed.
She frowned tightly, lowered her head to her chest, and her hands holding the sheets were trembling.
So St. John stretched out his trembling hand and held Wanda's hand. Her hand was as cold as ice, and St. John had to use both hands to try to warm her up.
She is still too young,
She is still a child,
A seventeen-year-old girl should be joking and studying with her peers in school.
And she,
At a young age, she and her brother experienced death early, the death of their parents, and were turned into tools for evil plans by Hydra, and were regarded as freaks by others.
She had endured too much at a young age. St. John had just celebrated his 20th birthday. Looking at the glamorous Avengers on TV in the past, they would have such a weak and helpless side. He suddenly felt that something was there.
My heart is rising, maybe I have found someone who needs my protection.
That's how people are.
When you are alone, you will be helpless, desperate, and lose the courage to resist. But once there is someone who is more in need of help, more helpless, and more desperate than yourself, people will have a strong feeling at this time.
The desire to protect. Although this stems from pity for the weak and is insulting to the dignity of the person being rescued. But there is no doubt that this psychological suggestion will indeed produce indescribable power. The source of this power is sacrifice, sacrificing all help.
Get yourself and others out of trouble.
What is sacrificed at this time will be things that are usually unimaginable, even lives.
And this is human beings.
Wanda looked at St. John with tears in her eyes, her big tearful eyes were moving.
Suddenly she got up and threw herself on him, crying:
"What should I do? Why? Why can only I see what Helen Zhao has experienced? Why can only I see the pain of others? Wuwu..."
The cry and the ringing of the bells in the woods are heartbreaking.
She is an Avenger, but she is also a young girl who has not yet reached adulthood.
She can't buy her favorite shoes like other girls, use all kinds of cosmetics, go to beautiful places to take selfies, and look at her beloved in a daze. These are very simple and ordinary things for her.
It's all a luxury hope. Life is so unfair. Risking your life to fight and protect those eyes full of disgust and indifference, but what you get is being imprisoned in this dark lonely castle.
This incident had a huge impact on her, and it seemed that Wanda still needed some time to adapt to and accept the Polar Silver Wolf and this world that was as cold and ruthless as the Polar Silver Wolf.
When it gets completely dark, the permeating bells finally give people time to breathe.
Rogers and Fury's team also reunited and returned to the Avengers training center with a few Delta Special Forces soldiers who were still alive.
Although they have been mentally prepared and imagined the tragedy here.
But when I stepped into the central hall, everything I saw in front of me still gave people who came in a heavy blow.
This place has become a slaughterhouse. The stench of rotting corpses is nauseating. There are large blood stains on the tables, walls, and floor that have not yet dried. There is still some red in the blackness oxidized by the air.
It all looks like the set of a horror movie.
But the corpses here were all alive just a few hours ago.
"Something more terrifying happened here. It seems we are really in trouble." Logan said sadly.
"It's all my fault. I could have done my best here to prevent this from happening, even if it meant saving a few lives, but I... my hands are stained with the blood of more warriors. I...
..." Barnes looked at everything in front of him and said full of self-blame.
"Obviously, this has exceeded our expectations,"
Fury's calm words seemed to be trembling, "Every step of our plan has been mastered in advance. Now it is no longer a matter of discussing whose responsibility. We must regain the initiative."
"Yes, Barnes, we will find a way to deal with it. The Avengers will not be defeated so easily." Romanov said firmly.
"Yes, Natasha is right. This is the time when the Avengers need to unite and fight together,"
Stark and Rhodes walked over and said, "Just like when we defeated Ultron, Spider-Man, you were not there at that time, and Wolverine was not there, Sam, you were..."
"Oh, I didn't receive a notification about the Avengers action. Nick seems to have mistaken my email address." Sam shrugged, trying to ease the freezing cold and extremely awkward atmosphere.
"You must have put the mail in the trash."
Fury also said a little innocently, "I remember that I even sent an email to Wade, but unfortunately, only Rod came."
"Really? It's a copyright issue, but it's okay now. Disney has acquired Marvel for 71.3 billion. You will see me often in the future. Believe me, it will be much easier to fight Ultron next time." Deadpool Wade Wilson
It suddenly appeared out of nowhere and startled everyone.
"Oh my god, Deadpool is here. Are you a ghost?" Fury said.
"This is why I exist. I can't help it. It's so difficult to be a supporting role. Unlike you, with the aura of the protagonist, I might be erased at some point." Deadpool said.
"Then the misunderstanding between us..." Rogers was silent for a long time and then walked up to Stark relatively calmly and stretched out his hand.
"Misunderstanding? Huh? Is it a misunderstanding? That's the generation gap between two generations, okay? Do you think I can forgive you? It's ridiculous. How about a breakup between heroes? I don't care about the end of the world!"
Everyone was stunned because it was a cloudy night and the light was dim, so they could not clearly see Stark's face that was extremely distorted and deformed by anger.
In any case, Tony Stark's parents, Howard Stark and Maria Stark, were killed by Rogers' brother Bucky Barnes. This is indeed an eternal pain for Stark.
So does anyone.
"I think this does not meet the needs of the plot development. I need to talk to the author about this matter." Deadpool was stunned, said timidly and disappeared into the darkness.
Everyone was stunned for a while, and Stark suddenly said in a soothing tone: "Oh, e on. You have to let me vent these grievances first. Let the past things pass. I believe that my parents' spirits in heaven will also do the same.
I forgive you. It's not your fault that this happened. I know it, Barnes. And the captain, I sent you the shield. How could I still not forgive you? Maybe Barton's bow and arrows are fine with me.
You can still play with it, but I guess no one on this planet can use this shield as smoothly as you, but how can you make it fly out and come back again?"
Stark smiled and shook Rogers' stiff hand.
After experiencing a nightmare civil war, the hands of the two soul-level figures of the Avengers finally held each other tightly at this moment.
Everyone else breathed a long sigh of relief. Just like Fury said, what is truly terrifying is not how powerful the enemy is, but the division and disintegration within oneself.
This is the truly terrifying thing.
"Tony! You can joke like this, regardless of the occasion." Romanov said angrily.
"It's been such a long day today,"
Stark said sadly, "But we must wake up from the pain as soon as possible, otherwise we will face more unimaginable situations."
"Let's go, Dr. Helen Zhao and Wanda are still upstairs." Rhode said.
"Are they two injured?" Rogers asked nervously.
"I'm not injured, but I'm really scared,"
Rhodes said heartbrokenly, "They are too young and they should not be allowed to endure this."
Rogers nodded, and everyone silently got on the elevator to the top floor ward laboratory.
In the ward, Wanda had fallen asleep quietly, with crystal tears in the corners of her eyes; St. John was lying on Wanda's pillow, with a determined expression on his face. He was like an alert shepherd dog,
If there is any disturbance, she will immediately wake up and enter fighting mode to protect the weak lambs in the sheepfold; Dr. Zhao Hailun is still curled up in the corner of the sofa, with a look of horror that has not completely disappeared like the tears on her face.
Seeing this relatively peaceful scene in the ward, Romanov motioned for everyone to go to another room. Everyone knew that this kind of peace was already quite luxurious.
So a group of people came to the laboratory.
This place is relatively spacious, bright and airtight. Dr. Zhao usually does experiments and research here alone, so it is as tidy and warm as a boudoir.
After experiencing so many unexpected events, it seems that everyone has to sort it out mentally.
Stark wanted to get started but didn't know where to start.
Rogers' mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.
Everyone stood in the room so conflicted and entangled.
The room was too quiet,
It's too quiet outside,
It seems that you can't even hear the sound of leaves falling. This atmosphere makes people feel as if the whole world is silent and there is no sound at all.
The surrounding air seemed to stick to time, as if it had solidified like the black blood stains on Dr. Zhao's clothes. And people could even hear the complex metal components of Stark's $500,000 Swiss Piaget watch colliding with each other.
There was a clicking sound. But at this moment, it felt like the golden pointer was just trembling in place.
Everything was so calm, so calm that people even expected the bell to ring again. A little sound is always good.
This kind of dead silence makes people's hearts even more turbulent.
"That's enough,"
In the end, it was Stark who broke the terrible silence. Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, just like the feeling of someone who has been underwater for a long time and suddenly surfaces. Stark continued, "Why is this situation happening?
, there must be a reason why the Polar Silver Wolf did this. What we know now is that he is desperately trying to eliminate us one by one, starting with Parker, but it is obvious that he did not succeed."
"No, he succeeded," Rhodes said softly from the side. "We have lost one of our most important members." Everyone could hear this whisper. Maybe Rhodes didn't mean to leave Stark alone.
Listen.
"who?"
Banner looked around at the alliance members, "We seem to be all here."