"Beep"
On the speeding SUV, the sound of the intercom was very clear. Rum, the captain of the special operations team, reached out and pressed the button on the dashboard. The voice of Agent Hill came out from it:
"The threat level of the target has increased. It is now an S-level incident. Iron Man has received the order. He will be responsible for dealing with the war machine that seems to be out of control. Captain, you are responsible for leading the action team to deal with the other guy!"
"Roger!"
Rum reached out his finger with a blue tactical glove and turned off the communicator. He turned his head to look at the person sitting in the passenger seat. Looking at his steady breathing and calm eyes, the veteran warrior with outstanding battle records couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?
"Steve, have you really never felt fear?"
"Why do you ask, Rum?"
The man with the strange hood turned his head to look at the captain of the operations team. His eyes were azure blue and seemed to be filled with a special gentleness. His hood was half covered, and at the top of the hood, there was a silver 'A' symbol. What he was wearing was not the black uniform of the operations team, but more like a variant of the American flag.
The most surprising thing was that, unlike the other fully armed members, this uniquely dressed man only held a large caliber pistol in his hand and a shield in his bosom. It was a huge silver pentagram with a blue back and a red brim. The outermost layer of the shield was also intertwined with red and silver.
It was also the color of the national flag. Of course, this guy's special identity did not refer to his clothes, but more to his identity and the symbolic meaning of this identity.
He looked at Rum and said softly, "You have also been on the battlefield, Rum. You are also a veteran. Is fear useful in a hail of bullets?"
Rum shook his head, "It's useless. The more afraid people are, the faster they die. In Afghanistan, South America, and North Africa, every battlefield experience has proved this."
"So, why should we be afraid?"
Steve Rogers closed his eyes, leaned back in the seat, and slightly relaxed his body. He said softly:
"Death can smell fear. Fear is more like the bait of death. When you go to the battlefield, you have to go forward. 70 years ago, we crossed Normandy and attacked Hitler's hometown. 70 years later, this principle still applies."
"That makes a lot of sense, Steve."
Rum's lips curled into a smile. He joked, "I think you should play the role of an army psychiatrist."
"Well, this is actually what my commanding officer told me when I first went to the battlefield."
Steve smiled and pointed at his head. "Every time I feel that I'm afraid to move forward, I'll remember this sentence."
Ka!
When the car turned at the intersection in front of them, the vibration of the ground made everyone's expression turn serious. Rum stepped on the brakes, put on his bulletproof helmet, and shouted in a low, muffled voice,
"Everyone, prepare for battle!"
"Captain, we'll cover you just like before!"
Steve Rogers nodded. He gripped his shield tightly with his left hand and the pistol's handle with his right. He took a deep breath.
"Come on, brothers, let's go to the battlefield!"
Not far away, the battle between the strange black beast and the huge steel man had destroyed half a block. Parker's black beast was ferocious and crazy, with great strength and the agility of Spiderman. Most importantly, with the help of Spider Perception, he could almost perfectly dodge every attack from his opponent.
However, the Crimson Mech was not weak either. This was a top-secret mech design from the destroyed Soviet Union. Even in today's world, it was not considered outdated. Most importantly, this was a combat mech designed specifically for the Winter soldiers. The combination of the two made for a very impressive display of power.
The only reason it was at a disadvantage now was that the materials used to make the prototype armor were not up to standard. If it was the complete version of the armor, even the spider monster in front of them would not be able to destroy it so easily.
Boom!
An outer wall was easily torn apart by the steel fist. Amidst the flying bricks, the black spider monster's counterattack and dodging seemed a little sluggish. The reason was the flashing blue electric light in the air in front of it.
The pilot of the mech had completely given up on long-range attacks. He clenched his fists and began to engage in close combat with the black spider monster. His fists were wrapped in thick blue electric currents. This was the Crimson Mech's energy attack mode. Every attack was accompanied by a powerful electric current that spread in all directions. It was like a continuous AOE attack.
Bang!
He crossed his arms to block the powerful punch of the Crimson Mech in front of him. His body was pushed back a few meters on the ground. What was more troublesome was the strong electric current that wrapped around his body, causing him a strong paralysis.
The strange black substance had a strong physical defense, but unfortunately, in the face of this kind of energy attack, it was still not immune, but it was not without the ability to fight back.
Roar! Roar!
The berserk beast curled up its legs and leaped into the sky like a real spider. The spikes on its feet were upside down on the wall behind it, allowing it to stand at a 90 ° angle on the wall and avoid the follow-up attack of the Crimson Mech. It raised its muscular claws and spat out two sticky black spider silk, which wrapped around the arms of the Crimson Mech in front of it.
Like a marionette, its arms interlocked, dragging the mech that was spewing blue electric current. The arms of the Crimson Mech were forced to cross, crushing the bricks under its feet. It leaped into the sky outside. The tough spider silk wrapped around the surface of the Crimson Mech again. After a few rounds, the Crimson Mech was firmly bound by the spider silk.
Roar! Roar!
It beat its chest like a gorilla, charged, and tore. Its sharp claws pulled six cracks on the metal shell, and sparks flew everywhere.
The Crimson Mech pilot, Dong Bing, controlled the Crimson Mech to struggle wildly. The spider silk made a cracking sound. On the screen inside the Crimson Mech, the data of the battle flashed. Dong Bing, who had entered the pilot state, coldly stretched out his finger and pressed a button. Under the miserable shell of the Crimson Mech, six jets appeared. The next moment, the flames that were activated by the Arc Reactor spewed out, raising the surrounding temperature to a terrifying degree in an instant.
Ga Ga Ga!
The black beast seemed to be afraid of fire. It quickly retreated. The white spots on its black head looked like eyes as it stared at the crimson armor that had regained its freedom in the flames. Outside its uneven rows of sharp teeth, its bright red tongue with a sticky corrosive liquid swayed as if it was measuring the temperature in the air.
"Hey! Count me in if there's a fun party! "
A playful voice came from the sky. The dark monster raised its head abruptly and saw a yellow and red humanoid mech quickly approaching the battlefield. When it approached the edge, 16 small rockets spewed out of the magazine, forcibly separating the dark monster and the Crimson Mech.
"Boom!"
Landing in a Superhero style, Tony Stark felt the power surging in his body from Extremis. He raised his head and looked at the Crimson Mech with sparks and electric currents all over its body. A snow-white sharp blade popped out of the shell of his left arm. He put the sharp blade in front of him, and the blue electric current wrapped around the sharp blade. He whispered:
"Iron Man, I'm here!"
On the other side, the dark monster seemed to want to continue to attack the Mech that hurt Gwen, but just as he jumped up, a whooshing sound came from behind him. The monster with spider senses turned back and stretched out its claws, trying to catch the thing in its hand.
The surface of the shield was cold to the touch, and the edges of the shield were incomparably sharp. It was thrown with a special technique, and its speed was extremely fast. Moreover, it had a centripetal force. The skin of the dark beast was cut open, and as blood gushed out, the shield flashed with a ray of light and returned to its owner.
"Click!"
Steve Rogers took the shield and jumped down from the wall. He looked at the demon-like monster in front of him and whispered:
"Captain America, I'm here!"
"Ow Ow Ow"
The monster in the dark didn't care who it was. It roared and rushed toward Captain America. Steve, who had been through hundreds of battles, could tell at a glance that the monster was mentally unstable. If he continued to stand there, their battle would continue to expand the circle of destruction, which was something he didn't want to see.
"Boom!"
He dodged the monster's charge and watched him crash into the ruins next to him. He knocked the shield shell with his pistol and made a crisp sound:
"Come! Monster! "
The Captain stared at the monster in front of him and shouted: "Do you want to find a better opponent to fight? I can spend a day with you! "
"Ow Ow Ow"
The dark monster felt that he had been fooled. He rushed towards the Captain crazily, but in the fight, he was hit in the head by the shield and took a few steps back.
Although the strength was not as good, the user of this shield was one of the best and most outstanding Grandmasters of Combat on Earth. In terms of fighting, even with the help of Spider Sense, Parker's dark monster was no match for him.
But this attack was not to break the enemy, but to lure the enemy.
Steve completed a classic attack. Without hesitation, he turned and ran. Behind him, in the body of the dark beast, Parker, who seemed to be in a deep sleep, was slightly awakened by the attack just now. But he still couldn't control his body. The will of darkness shrouded his body, making him involuntarily rush out with his opponent.
They ran in the dark alley. Further away was the empty city garden, which was also the location of the trap set by Rum and the others.
"I'm here! Prepare to light the fire! "
The Captain, who had dodged the attack of the dark monster with difficulty, shouted into the microphone. Then, he held the shield with both hands and turned his back.
Bang!
The monster punched the shield. The huge force of the fist threw Steve Rogers directly into the air. He flew across the night sky like a baseball and landed on the edge of the grass. At the same time, the moment the dark monster stepped onto the grass, the action team member hiding at the side pulled the trigger. Four large nets with strong electric stimulation covered the monster's head.
Five members with high-temperature flamethrowers on their backs jumped out of their hiding places. There were also other valiant warriors with heavy weapons. Under the leadership of an experienced veteran like Rum, even a group of ordinary people would have the strength to match that of a superhero.
Of course, the premise was that they did not encounter super strong opponents like Professor X or Saber Hawk.
Bang Bang Bang!
A storm of bullets even denser than before enveloped the dark monster's body. The electric current on the metal net stimulated its senses, and there were also flamethrowers on the outside. Just by seeing the battle with the Crimson Mech, this weakness was exposed to the eyes of the operation team members. This was sufficient proof of their execution and attack efficiency.
Under the stimulation of the high temperature and electric current, the dark liquid covering the surface of Parker's body wailed and shrank. These two things were not enough to cause destructive damage to it, but it was now lacking in energy. After a fierce battle, it was on the verge of weakening.
As it shrank, Parker slowly regained his consciousness. He raised his head with difficulty. When Captain America saw this scene, he shouted loudly, "Captain America, I'm sorry.
"Stop the fire! He's awake. "
When Parker heard this voice, his consciousness was in a mess. He saw that figure, that iconic attire, and that shield. He recognized him.
"That's … Steve Rogers. That's … that's Captain America … that's my idol …"
"He represents … fighting for justice … What about me?"
"Am I evil? What … what have I done? "
The scene from before, the blood of the passersby who couldn't dodge in time, and the deaths he personally brought about, all of this tore at Parker's emotions painfully amidst his chaotic thoughts, causing him to lose himself in an instant.
"Ahhh! What have I … done! "
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