The pickup truck ran as fast as it could, but the collapse of the ground behind them was still limited, and they successfully escaped from danger.
However, at this time, the few people were already almost three kilometers away [51]. Through the dense rain, they could only barely see that the fighting over there was still going on.
Natasha stopped the car. It was a relatively safe area. She simply climbed out of the cab and jumped into the bed to see if she could wake up the two unconscious people.
Bucky suffered a severe blow to the back of his head and probably had to go to the hospital, but Dr. Pym was fine.
Stung him with Widow's Sting and he jumped up.
After watching Pim perform an impromptu break dance, Natasha shrugged at Janet.
"I saved your husband, why do you look at me like this?"
"You shocked him!"
Janet opened her teeth and claws like a kitten, as if she was planning to scratch Natasha.
Natasha smiled, flipped up her hair coquettishly and sat on the other side of Steve, took out the binoculars and looked at the battlefield in the distance: "That's because you are incompetent and can't save your own man. It's none of my business."
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"You can't save people like you, can't you be gentler? His chest hair has been scorched." Janet supported Hank a little distressed and asked him to sit down and take a breath: "He has the hairiest chest hair on his body.
It's masculine, but it's been burned by your electricity now, you can smell it."
There was indeed a smell of burnt protein in the air, but Natasha didn't want to smell it at all.
She stuck out her tongue: "That only means that the voltage I set is not enough. Otherwise, I could give him a lightning tattoo on his chest to make him more manly."
Janet rolled her eyes, she realized that she really couldn't communicate with Mao Mei.
Pim quickly regained consciousness. He held his head with one hand and waved his hand in the air: "Okay, stop talking. The battlefield is moving to the southeast. What does the Red Skull want to do?"
Paige immediately took out a map from her bomber jacket. She had prepared it before she came. The crackling rain fell on the paper. She stretched out her hand and unfolded the map in front of everyone.
"To the southeast, there are launch silos No. 11, 12, 13, and 14..."
She seemed to have remembered something, and her beautiful eyebrows knitted together.
"What's that?" Steve asked, not knowing what the numbers meant.
But Pim knew that his expression had become a little abnormal: "The launch silos in that area were also called the 'missile belt' after the 1960s. They were areas dedicated to storing and launching strategic missiles. Redstone missiles have been launched successively.
Jupiter intermediate range ballistic missiles, Pershing missiles, Polaris missiles, Thor rockets, Atlas rockets, Hercules rockets and Minuteman missiles.”
Peggy nodded and took over the conversation. She spoke very quickly and more directly than a scientist: "You just need to understand it as a large missile base."
Sure enough, it was Peggy who knew him best, and Steve understood it instantly, but what she said was not good news. He asked again: "Are there still nuclear warheads there?"
Paige bit her lower lip and did not answer, saying that she did not know. She had left her job for a long time and did not understand the current situation.
However, Natasha's red hair came closer to the two of them: "Yes, after Howard created the Minuteman series of missiles, nuclear warheads were stored here as one of the standing launch sites. Cape Caravel is the closest to Cuba, and it was used to counter the Soviet Union.
An important deterrent point for the advance into South America.”
Yes, Cape Caravel is located on the southeasternmost coastline of the United States, while Cuba is located on the Caribbean Sea in Central America. A nuclear missile launched from here can blast Havana into the sky in less than five minutes.
Steve and Peggy looked at each other and both had a premonition that something was wrong. Now the red light group was fleeing towards the missile belt, which meant that the Red Skull might have mastered these nuclear bombs and was planning to do something.
Cape Caravel is not only very close to Cuba, but also not far from important cities such as Washington DC and New York. It is basically at the same longitude. It only takes 20 minutes for a missile to be launched from here to hit Washington.
After Steve understood, he immediately planned to rush over. However, all the roads behind him were blocked, and the original ground was sunken and connected to the sea. At this time, the sea water was pouring into it turbulently.
There is only a vast ocean behind him, and the southern part of the peninsula where the other party is located has turned into a real isolated island, separated from the few people in the north by an arc-shaped strait thousands of meters wide.
Pim wiped the water on the eyepiece of his helmet, nodded to Janet, then stood up and said to Steve: "Captain, let me and the Wasp go. I am a physicist and I know a little about rocket engineering.
, and she can fly me there and we can catch up."
Natasha didn't speak. The order she received from the spider web was just to ensure that Steve was alive, so she turned to see what Steve said and didn't express her opinion. Paige was also used to looking at Steve's decision-making. After all, in
He is more experienced on the battlefield.
Captain America looked at Ant-Man and then at Janet, who looked serious, as if he saw firm belief in their eyes.
"You go ahead. If we can find a ship, we will find a way to get there, but we must be careful."
Pym fist bumped with the captain and then transformed himself into the size of a doll.
"Don't worry, captain, I've been beaten by that *** bastard once before, so I probably know his strength."
Janet also shrank her size accordingly, waved her hands to several people, picked up Pim and flew away.
Watching the two small figures disappear in the rain and swaying away in the strong wind, Natasha had a bad premonition. It wasn't a spider sense or anything, but the intuition of a female agent.
There was no mission to protect Pim and his wife on the other side of the spider web. She just glanced at it, and then started to look around pretending to be looking for a ship.
However, Cape Caravel and the Kennedy Space Center really don’t have sea rafting tours. Where can we find a boat at this hour and a half? Even if we cut wood on site and dig out a canoe, we might as well just jump in and swim over in this weather.
Sooner or later the boat will capsize anyway.
Steve regretted a little: "I knew I should have brought the Quinjet in. Forget it, let's go look for air cushion toys."
If you already knew that everything is difficult to buy, what's the use of regretting it now? This can only mean that there was something wrong with his plan from the beginning.
Seeing the unconscious Bucky, his face shielded from the rain by a shield, as if he was dead, Steve regretted even more, because he almost killed Bucky because of the force attack.
But Paige was still relatively calm. She thought for a moment: "Xiao Na went to drive. The strait after the earthquake is a circular impact crater, similar to a meteorite crater. So not all access roads are necessarily cut off. Let's get off the road and take a look.
Can we go around the edge of the peninsula? If not, we can still find a plane. This is an air force base, isn't it?"
"You just want to be alone with Steve, right? I've seen through you." Black Widow winked, jumped out of the car and started the car: "I understand, you can make out, I won't look behind you, little
Just click on it.”
Peggy pursed her lips and shook her head. Bucky was still lying in front of the two of them. How could he be alone?
But after today, it will be impossible for Steve to get rid of her. She will always follow him.
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Things were pretty much what Natasha expected. After dividing the troops, it failed again. Although three of the four launch silos were demolished by the battle between the Red Skull and the Hulk, at the last moment, a nuclear missile was successfully launched.
"Hahaha! I won! Captain America was beaten away by me. This nuclear bomb will destroy Washington, D.C., I won!"
The Red Skull was vomiting blood and laughing at the same time. His fur coat was beaten like rags by the Hulk, but he was laughing very happily.
The opponent's fists were bigger than a motorcycle, but his brain was smaller than a peanut. He just led the Hulk in a circle. This rough guy didn't even notice that the Winter Soldiers were ready to launch their missiles!
The Red Skull held back the Avengers just to launch these nuclear bombs.
Unfortunately, for some reason, he couldn't contact his new master, the master who gave him divine power.
Otherwise, this victory would be even sweeter. How great it would be to destroy a planet by myself...
But it doesn’t matter. As long as Washington is destroyed, it will be equivalent to beheading the United States. When the time comes, the Hydra lurking everywhere will push each state to carry out a war of independence. At that time, he will become the new master of the United States, and the earth may be left behind.
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"Hulk!"
The Hulk didn't care whether he was laughing or crying. He was still alive and kicking when he saw this man. He jumped over and punched the Red Skull in the face.
The Red Skull smashed through dozens of walls of the solid missile silo underground facilities, leaving human-shaped holes in the walls that looked like paper-cut paintings.
The Red Skull stood up from the ruins, reached out to pat his clothes, and supported his dislocated chin. The red mask was broken, revealing a corner of the fair face underneath.
He suddenly couldn't be happy anymore. Yes, as long as this green monster is not eliminated, it really can't be called success...
"Die to me!!!"
Red Skull's hand emitted a strong light, condensing rich cosmic energy, and flew towards Hulk with a shout.
Hulk, on the other hand, was full of anger and passion and would not back down from a fight. He faced the dazzling light and went upstream.
"Hulk!"
They fought until the sky was dark, the cover of the underground bunker was blown away, and the fortifications were exposed to the heavy rain. The shock waves of each fistfight rippled through the rain curtain.
At this time, Hank and Janet were clinging to the shell of the missile, struggling to move toward the top against the strong wind pressure.
Below is the vast ocean, and the medium-range missiles are flying straight north. The target is obviously somewhere in the United States. Time waits for no one. In a minute or two at most, the land below will turn into land.
At that time, no matter where the missile fell, it would cause endless troubles.
"We have to dismantle it! Go to the top, where there are guidance devices and fuses, destroy them and let the missile fall into the sea."
Pim said to Janet in the earpiece. They were crawling very slowly. Even if they returned to human size, the wind on the missile was not something that humans could resist.
"Throw me forward." Janet suddenly had an idea. She thought of the circus trapeze, where the male actor could throw the actress far away while swinging.
As long as I reduce my body size and reduce wind resistance, it should be fine.
But Pim shook his head. He took out some laser tools from his belt to cut the missile body: "There is a better way. Let's go through the inside of the missile."