According to Luke's idea, the system named Elena's ability "Foresight Painting."
The three attributes of Strength, Agility, and Intelligence were actually just because Luke was particularly familiar with an antique game in his previous life.
The simplicity of the foresight painting was ample proof of a certain person's inability to name things.
This ability was used to foresee things, but the scope and content of the foresight were uncontrollable.
It wasn't like Elena could draw whatever she thought of. Even if Luke tried to give her some psychological hints, she wouldn't be able to trigger them.
But for now, the foresight paintings were basically major events that had to do with Luke.
At the same time, there was no telling whether it was because of the ability itself or because her level wasn't high enough, but Elena could only draw half of the painting.
Some of the details in the painting were obscured by the shadows of the sketches, and it was impossible to be sure. Most of the paper was blank.
It didn't matter that the foresight painting was definitely a sketch.
Of the two paintings this time, most of the people in the command room had only a few strokes, and only one man and one woman were relatively clear.
The man was probably a technician with curly hair, and the woman was probably a long-haired female agent, because she was carrying a gun.
Clearly, they were the "protagonists" in the scene in the control room.
The place where Luke was standing right now was exactly where the painting had been.
From this angle, the entire scene in front of him basically corresponded to the painting.
The two righteous protagonists of the drama in the command room entered his sight.
This was definitely the place. Luke wasn't in a hurry now that he was sure of it.
After Steve's speech, most of the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. stopped moving and listened in silence.
However, the members of the operation team who had already been spread out in key departments started to take action.
After hearing Steve's broadcast, Pierce quickly gave the order to start Operation Insight on his phone.
These members of the Hydra team immediately took control of key positions.
For example, the control room in the underground base, the command room in HQ, and Pierce's office.
When one of the teams entered Pierce's office, the four directors subconsciously stood together to confront Pierce.
One of them pointed at Pierce and said, "Catch him."
The operation team members raised their guns in unison, but the muzzles were aimed at the four directors.
Pierce smiled mockingly. "Sorry, it seems that I'm still the one in charge here."
What he did not know was that at this moment, Holly, the female director opposite him, heard Special Agent Hill's voice, "Don't be in a hurry to act. Use your old tricks and try to get some information out of him. We need to be sure if he has any backup plans. "
Holly said coldly without batting an eyelid, "Pierce, it's useless to act like this. You should know that no one can't be sacrificed. "
Pierce smiled and shook his head. "No, you might die, but I won't."
Holly's heart skipped a beat. "Really? Then why haven't you made your move? "
Pierce clicked his tongue and shook his head, feeling that the question was too stupid. "As long as you're alive, they won't be able to activate the emergency plan."
Looking at his subtle expressions and eyes, Holly roughly understood what was going on.
Now, the four directors could delay the decision-making time of the higher-ups.
Whoever gave the order to kill them would have to pay a heavy price.
If he didn't kill them, he wouldn't be able to bypass the directors' authority over S.H.I.E.L.D.
But Pierce's expression showed that this was just an insurance, and he didn't really care much about the four directors.
When the operation overtook them, he might just casually kill them.
While Pierce was confident, more than ten fully armed operation team members stepped into the headquarters' control room. One of the team leaders walked behind the staff member with curly hair. "Start the launch sequence."
Little Curly Hair turned his head and glanced at the burly man whose arms were thicker than his thighs. He immediately turned back to the screen.
He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "I, I, I …"
The team leader's face was gloomy. "What's the problem? Carry out my orders. "
The staff in the command room all looked at the two of them.
The rifles in the hands of more than ten operation teams were already raised slightly, looking like they were ready to act at any time.
A few special agents also bowed slightly, their right hands moving slowly, ready to draw their guns at any time.
Little Curly Hair's body was tense. He swayed back and forth slightly, panting a few times before saying, "I, I'm sorry, I, I can't start it."
Then, he seemed to have made a difficult decision. He turned his head and stared at the team leader again. "The captain's orders are not to launch the mothership."
The team leader put his hand on the holster on his thigh, pulled out his gun, and aimed it at Little Curly Hair's head. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"I do," a voice rang out, breaking the almost stagnant air in the command room.
Stunned for a moment, the team leader turned to look at a corner of the command room. "You are …"
Luke walked out from the corner with a friendly smile on his face. "Captain, don't shoot. It's me."
The team leader said, "Biggie? Aren't you … "
His expression changed, and he suddenly turned his gun and pointed it at Luke. "No wonder you didn't report in last night, you traitor."
"Who's the bitch?" Luke's smile faded. "You're the bitch. Your whole family are bitches."
The team leader's eyes widened. "What?"
Biggie was usually an inconspicuous guy in the team.
Because his wife had turned his hair green, he had killed his wife in a fit of rage.
After that, Biggie had a psychological problem, and killed dozens of women one after another.
At first, he only killed women who cheated, but soon, he killed specialized women on the street. In the end, he even found an opportunity to kill anyone who seemed a little slutty.
The team leader had used this as leverage to drag him into Hydra. This guy was brutal to women, but very obedient to a brutal man like the team leader. He was usually very careful when he spoke.
The people in the operation team didn't think much of this kind of softie who only dared to be ruthless to women, and their attitude towards him was very average.
But today, this guy was actually so bold as to scold his entire family? The team leader vaguely felt that something wasn't right.
Luke, however, gave him a strange smile. "Do you know what I'm best at?"
The team leader then noticed that "Biggie" was actually holding a gun in his right hand, and was about to pull the trigger without hesitation.
Luke, however, was even faster than him.
He instantly raised the gun in his right hand and swept it out, leaving an afterimage of his arm in the air.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The team leader was shot in the face and was the first to die.
The team members who had followed him in weren't able to escape the bullets either, and each of them took one or two bullets in the face.
In less than two seconds, the dozen or so team members who had charged in with guns were all down.
Only then did Luke say the second half of his line. "What I'm best at is actually rapid fire, Captain."
With a smile on his face, he unhurriedly pressed the release button and replaced the empty magazine with a new one.
(The third chapter is in progress)
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