The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents looked at each other in bewilderment. Several of them had their hands on the handles of their guns, but none of them dared draw them.
Who the hell knew what was going on in this short and terrifying firefight?
Even if this b * tch had an internal conflict with his accomplices, that didn't mean he was on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s side.
Besides … why did this guy look like a psycho?
This "Biggie" had blown up twelve people's heads in less than two seconds with a pistol.
None of the agents in the command room dared to compete with him in speed.
While he was reloading, he still had a gun on his other leg.
Just now, this person had said that he was best at "quick draw and rapid fire".
The twelve Hydras had actually only enjoyed "rapid fire," and the agents didn't want to take over and enjoy the full service.
Besides, anyone who drew a gun in the command room might be misunderstood.
For example, everyone believed that the squad that had just come in was Hydra.
…
While Luke killed the operation team members who tried to take control of the command room, a great show was going on in Pierce's office upstairs.
Holly, who was wearing brown sunglasses, was communicating with Hill via text message. "He definitely has backup, and it definitely isn't one of those minions."
Hill said, "We don't have that much time."
Holly said, "Sometimes, you have to fight to force out the other party's trump card."
Hill was silent. She simply sent the message to Steve and asked, "How's it going on your side?"
Steve said solemnly, "Not very well. This guy's hard to deal with."
Not far away, there was a man with a shiny left arm and a black mask on his face firing at him with a gun.
It was this black mask who had attacked Nick Fury and "killed" Stewed Egg at Steve's place.
Steve had fought him briefly yesterday, but hadn't been able to stop him from escaping.
Now that this man was here again, it was certain that he was a super fighter for Hydra.
Pierce had clearly placed such an expert here to guard against Steve.
After all, Captain America would be nothing more than cannon fodder for an ordinary operation team of twenty or thirty.
After only a few words, the black mask quickly approached and fired again.
Steve raised his shield and charged forward. For a moment, he didn't have time to talk to Hill.
Hill, who was alone in the communication room, frowned, but his hands moved quickly.
Yesterday, the "dead" Nick Fury had summoned Natasha and Steve to a secret safe house.
Steve was not surprised at all to see the lively and lively braised egg.
He and Natasha had already read the instruction manual for Life One, which was inside the nano battle suit.
That big shot was a businessman. Coincidentally, he had a lot of good stuff in his hands. He wanted to exchange for one or two to save his life. It was just a drizzle in the morning.
In that safe spot, Nick Fury, Hill, Steve, and Natasha made a plan for the day.
The Director is an absolute trump card. It's best if he doesn't show up. Otherwise, the big black pot of Hydra is enough to make him a black tortoise.
Therefore, the main force of the operation was the other three.
Steve and Natasha were in charge of fighting, while Hill was in charge of technical and information support.
Although there were too few of them, Nick Fury only said, "If it's an emergency, I'll call for help. But it's best if we do it alone."
Therefore, even though the situation was in a stalemate, it was not the time to call for backup, and the three of them did not panic.
If they panicked every time something happened, they wouldn't have lived until now.
As Steve started fighting, the situation on Pierce's side also changed.
Of the four directors, Holly, the only woman, was nearly fifty years old. She had a wrinkled face and wore a grayish-blue business suit. She was a typical civilian bureaucrat.
At this moment, the woman, who was almost half an old grandmother, suddenly waved her hands and two electric shocks instantly hit the two farthest Hydras.
The two Hydras twitched and fell.
At the same time, the old woman bent forward like a female leopard and slapped the chins of the two nearest Hydras.
The two of them soared into the air and flew to the sides. Kacha sounds rang out from their lower jaws as they completely shattered. They also lost consciousness.
The old woman lifted her right leg and kicked the center of a Hydra a little further to the right. At the same time, she reached out with her left hand and grabbed the Hydra on the left who was holding a gun.
With another crack, the Hydra's fingers turned into chicken claws, and the gun fell into her hand.
Pa pa! Pa pa!
With the gun in hand, she didn't hesitate to shoot left and right.
The last two Hydras, who had just moved away from their fallen companion, were each shot twice.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The two people who had been electrocuted first and the one whose gun had been snatched were both shot in the head.
Holly turned her wrist and pointed her gun at the last Hydra in the office.
Pierce was stunned. Looking at the old woman who was pointing a gun at him, he quickly realized what was going on. "You're not Holly."
Holly, who was opposite him, sneered. She pressed the side of her neck with her empty left hand for a moment, then wiped it across her face and took off a translucent nano-mask.
She pulled off her brown wig and threw it away. A young and pretty red-haired beauty appeared in front of everyone and said with a smile, "Sorry to interrupt your party."
As she spoke, she raised her gun. "Come on, raise your hands, Minister."
It wasn't useless.
With her hands hanging by her side, she could make a lot of small movements. It was easy to send a signal.
Pierce, however, was unmoved, and the surprise on his face faded.
He wasn't a rookie, and he had been pointed at by a gun far more than ten times in his life.
With a calm smile, he slowly picked up the glass in his hand and took a sip of the champagne. "No, Agent Romanov, you should put down your gun first and stand aside."
Natasha handed the gun in her hand to Director Yan next to her.
Without any hesitation, Director Yan took the gun and continued to point it at Pierce.
This director was from China, and was the least likely to be controlled by Hydra. He was also in his thirties and had field experience.
Director Yan could definitely kill an old Pierce with a few shots from a few meters away.
Natasha quickly walked to the desk and asked, "Oh, what's the reason?"
A weird smile appeared on Pierce's face. "Because of this."
As soon as he said that, he dodged the muzzle of the gun.
The three directors twitched and fell at the same time, and Director Yan didn't even have a chance to fire a shot.
Then, Pierce looked at Natasha with a smile, and the two of them looked at each other.
For a moment, the air was silent.
Natasha noticed Pierce's eyes and subconsciously glanced at her left chest. She immediately realized what was going on.
She waved her hand in front of her chest, and an insulating tool extended out of her mechanical gloves and sent the silver brooch flying.
It was a temporary pass that Pierce had asked the four of them to wear, so it was normal for something to go wrong.
Unfortunately, Natasha was wearing a nano battle suit underneath, and her left chest was an important part of her body, so the brooch failed.
Pierce's expression changed. He rushed forward and bent down to pick up the gun that Director Yan had dropped.
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