Fury's judgment was correct. This was indeed the place where the Skrulls kept and read the memories of prisoners. It looked like a gloomy warehouse with many glowing fish tanks inside.
In addition to Colson, many people were soaked in tall transparent round cabinets, wearing ventilators, and spitting bubbles like goldfish.
Because the hair was very sparse, and depending on the density of the water plants, Fury saw Coulson at a glance and walked over quickly.
But when he came to the console next to the jar and saw that Coulson's head was covered with dense electronic patches, and then looked at the console with no text instructions, Fury didn't know which button to press for a while.
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"Mei, which button?"
The smaller buttons were excluded by Fury, because according to custom, the larger buttons should release or deactivate two keys, and now you only need to choose one of the two.
Mei, of course, has also seen this problem. Isn't this just like defusing a bomb, in which the red line and the green line are chosen in the end?
If you pick the right one, Coulson will be rescued; if you pick the wrong one, good old guy, it's that simple.
"Sir, what is your lucky color?" She licked her lips and asked with some confusion.
Fury glanced at her: "Black."
The Iron Cavalry lowered his head and looked, okay, let alone the black button on the console, there is nothing black in the whole house except Fury. The Skrulls like dark purple and dark green, even in the weak light, these
The color is still different from black.
There was no choice. She couldn't throw the blame back. Melinda gritted her teeth and said, "I choose red, sir. For us Chinese, red is a festive color."
"I think so too." As he spoke, Fury's black hand swept over the red button and pressed the green button next to it: "But I am now certain that aliens think differently from us."
Fury's bet was right again. The huge glass tank-like device began the drainage process, and the pipelines also began to give Coles some stimulation, and his eyes suddenly opened.
Seeing Fury's dark face, Coulson smiled with relief. He knew that Fury had come back to save him. This was the intuition of an excellent agent.
Melinda breathed a sigh of relief: "Since we're not sure what button it is, why don't we try it on others first?"
As she said this, she pointed to the rows of glass jars next to her, with people soaking in them.
Fury's expression remained unchanged, he just held the gun and guarded the surroundings: "Because I don't want to rescue others, and I don't want to take them with me."
Melinda was speechless for a moment. She thought of many answers, but the only one she didn't think of was because Fury didn't intend to save other people. Even if there were more than thirty buttons on the console, he was not willing to gamble on the chance of releasing others.
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After the drainage process was over, Colson was spit out by the machine. He lay wet on the ground, coughing repeatedly, and reached out to pull out the wiring patches attached to his head.
I don't know if the quality of the Skrull's glue is too good or if his hair is simply fragile. After pulling off the patch, Coulson's hairline moved further back.
Fury pointed his gun at Coulson: "What is the most precious gift you have ever received? Answer."
"It's the Captain America trading card you gave me, sir." Coulson wasn't nervous either, he knew this was just a necessary procedure.
"What's your girlfriend's name?" Fury asked again.
"Sir, I don't have a girlfriend." Colson answered fluently, with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "Which of the thirty-six colors do you like?"
"I don't like any of them, I'm not blind."
After both parties verified their identities, Fury handed the energy gun to his right hand, picked up Coulson with his left hand, and took out a spare pistol from his leather jacket and gave it to him.
"Welcome back, Agent Coulson."
"Thank you, sir."
Coulson smiled and nodded, took the pistol, and touched his pocket at the same time to make sure the card was still on his chest, and then he felt relieved.
He was sorting out his thoughts. He drove home last night and ate some instant noodles. While washing the dishes, several green men suddenly jumped out of the window.
Although Coulson fought hard, the monsters were too strong. He was knocked unconscious with two fists and four hands, and then he had no memory of what happened next.
"You were kidnapped by the Skrulls and taken to Eris, Coulson. We grabbed a spaceship to rescue you, but our current situation is not good. It is very likely that the place has been captured by the Zerg, that is,
Said, we must escape in the shortest possible time."
Fury didn't waste any words and immediately explained the current situation.
"At your command, sir."
Coulson withdrew the magazine to check the weapon, and then prepared for battle. Although his whole body was wet and his head was dizzy, he still had the ability to fight.
"Colson, May, let's free everyone in this room now, and then we'll evacuate immediately."
"Sir?"
Mei's eyes widened, and she understood. If there were bugs in this outpost, then these people were the props to back them up.
After all, in the eyes of bugs, Fury and the others are just a piece of meat like everyone else.
If you release all these people, the possibility of encountering bugs will be much smaller. After all, among the dozens of people, bugs have no special reason to come to eat them.
It's just a little cruel.
"Execute the order! Agent!" Fury emphasized his tone and repeated his order: "Now, move."
Although Coulson's legs were a little weak and he didn't understand what Fury wanted to do, he carried out the order without hesitation: "Which button? Sir?"
"Whatever, slap it with the palm of your hand!"
Fury answered this and did the same thing. He knew that once someone is released, human instinct will drive them to try to release more people. If the red button is really the kill button, releasing these dead people will delay the release of the living people.
much time.
They might try to give them first aid and then work together as a group in an unfamiliar place. This time is the time for Fury and the three to escape.
He wanted to ensure as much as possible that the meat was enough for the bugs to taste slowly, rather than eating it all in a few bites, so all the buttons he pressed were green.
Glass cabinets glowing with green light flashed before his eyes, and there was no wave on Fury's face. In order for his own people to live, he never minded others dying.
This is an agent.
But here, he accidentally saw a familiar face, that is, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Kohler. This unlucky guy was also soaking in the jar at this time, looking like he was unconscious.
Fury hesitated for a moment, then pressed the green button, and then quickly left with the two of them.
Kohler woke up in the jar and saw the corner of his black leather coat flashing past the door. He knocked on the jar, but Fury did not look back.
"Don't tell me that you just took photos and rescued me casually?"
Coulson smiled bitterly as he ran, because those buttons had all functions, not only release and sample inactivation, but also electric shock, poison gas, brainwashing and other functions.
Fury heard a rustling sound coming from the ventilation pipe above his head, and a moment later, screams in English came from the corridor far behind him.
"Ah!!!! Bug!!!!"
"do not come!!!"
"ah!!!"
The voice sounded a bit like Director Kohler, but Fury pretended not to hear it and quickened his pace.
"Thank Melinda, it was her lucky color that saved you. Don't talk now, let's run!"