I Am In Marvel

The Winter Soldier had a grim face, carrying a heavy steel Gatling, ignoring the huge rear boost, and dumping all the bullets forward.

Aardman's shield blocks all the way!

Steve stepped forward to close the distance, approached, and the Winter Soldier picked up Gatling and smashed it at the top of the opponent's head from top to bottom.

'Crack! ’

The shield was lifted upwards, and Gatling suddenly flew out.

But in this way, Steve exposed his defenseless abdomen.

The Winter Soldier's eyes were sharp, and he did not miss this opportunity. The mechanical arm showed inhuman explosive power, and the fist was blasted out like a cannonball.

Quick, accurate, ruthless!

Steve groaned in pain, his abdomen was injured, he flew back with a shield, and fell to the ground and rolled ten meters away.

The body of the Winter Soldier has been transformed for a long time, and its physique is not inferior to that of a super soldier. The most important thing is the mechanical left arm, which can be used as the main weapon to shoot out tons of impact at will.

This is still Captain America, or an ordinary person, who is afraid that he will die if he is punched.

Despite this, Steve was still sweating coldly on his forehead, covering his painful abdomen with one hand, and trying to get up with a shield in the other.

But once the Winter Soldier makes a move, he will not be merciful.

There was a whistling sound in his ears, and Steve didn't care to get up, he voluntarily fell down and continued to roll back hard.

As soon as he made this action, the Winter Soldier leaped down from the sky, his leather boots stomped on his original place, the mechanical left arm reflected the cold light in the sunlight, and the clenched left fist chased forward and fell down.

'Boom! ’

Steve kept rolling and dodging, his metal left fist swiped across his body and landed on the hard concrete floor specially made by justice, instantly bursting into a spider web-shaped crack with a diameter of one meter.

"It's very dangerous." Steve gritted his teeth, rolled away and threw the round shield again.

The shield whirled and slashed through the air, flying straight towards the Winter Soldier's neck.

The Winter Soldier raised his eyes coldly, his left arm that was clenching his fist on the ground just a moment ago, and the next moment he lifted it up like lightning, his reaction is far superior to others' slapping the oncoming shield.

The shield hummed. This time, there was no way to go back. It flew diagonally to the side, and plunged straight into the carriage of an abandoned bus on the side of the road.

Steve lost his shield and finally got some breathing time, and got up quickly with his hands on the ground.

He didn't back down, his body jumped slightly, he spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and put on a ready posture for melee combat. He said with great pride, "You know, I can still fight like this for a day and a night."

Hearing this sentence, the Winter Soldier paused for half a second, a trace of emotional fluctuation flashed in his eyes, and quickly dissipated, returning to his original indifference.

"Bucky, come on! I'll remind you of me!" Steve said frankly with his left fist at the Winter Soldier five meters away.

The Winter Soldier did not speak, but waved his hand back.

As if in accordance with his order, a brand new submachine gun full of magazines was thrown from the accomplice in the rear.

"You've really changed, don't you play like this?" Steve smiled bitterly, how dare he stay there, turned and ran towards the direction where there was a bunker nearby, and just rushed out a few meters, the bullets slammed into the chase. .

"Can you come and help?"

Not far away, Natasha shouted loudly, fighting fiercely close to four or five armed soldiers. Her bright red hair was jumping and swinging like a flame, and her vigorous body was sharp and full of beauty.

"I can't walk this way!" Steve responded helplessly, leaning back against an abandoned yellow car, the bullet had smashed the other side of the car into a sieve.

"Captain, there are more armed vehicles coming here, and there is less than half a minute left!"

Falcon Sam hovered at a low altitude of tens of meters, looking at the two suppressed people below, noticing the armed convoy whistling and galloping on the road further away, and could not help shouting a warning.

"It's really troublesome now!" Steve whispered, looking up at the helicopter carrier that was rising higher and higher, and said, "Don't worry about us, go to the helicopter carrier first, Na and I Tasha will be here soon!"

"Okay!" Sam nodded, the mechanical wings trembled slightly, like a goshawk soaring into the sky, quickly flying towards the aircraft carrier a few miles away.

However, his departure officially announced that Steve and Natasha had fallen into a situation of trapped beasts together.

The bullets in the vicinity were still being suppressed, and the whistle of the enemy's car in the distance was close to his ears.

Steve leaned on the car, thinking about countermeasures quickly, and finally sighed in frustration, "We may not be able to run away."

In the current situation, there is no room for a turnaround.

"Are you going to give up, captain?" A mechanical voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Of course not..." Steve replied subconsciously, suddenly stunned, looked sideways, and saw a mechanical villain sitting in the back seat of the car.

Steve asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"My name is Weiss." The mechanical villain grinned out a row of steel teeth and said, "I was sent by Master Kyle to help you as a plug-in."

"Weiss, plug-in?" Steve was a little confused, but when he heard that it was sent by Kyle, his face filled with joy, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Kyle's shot must be reliable!

"It's too late to explain, get me in the car!" Weiss said coldly.

"Get in the car?" Steve blinked and looked at the abandoned little yellow car that had been riddled with bullets. He still bit the bullet and pulled the door open and sat in the driver's seat.

"Please fasten your seat belt." Weiss snapped his fingers, his movements and tone imitated Kyle very much.

Steve felt that he was in the thief's car, so he could only silently put the safety belt on.

Wei Si didn't know where to go. He took out a krypton gold core, held his mouth with both hands and bit it, and swallowed, "Very good. The energy is ready, and the deformation mode is ready to start!"

It jumped to the co-pilot in vain, covered with overflowing electric light, and the mechanical hands acted as the probe's insertion driving instrument.

"Mechanical assimilation! Transformers mode!"

The outside of an abandoned vehicle.

The Winter Soldier threw away the guns with empty magazines and red-hot muzzles, and was about to summon someone to switch the rocket barrels when armed vehicles honked their horns on the road behind.

"Stop! Squat down with your head in your hands!"

Immediately, several teams of agents got out of the car and surrounded Natasha, who had just beaten several armed men to the ground, with guns.

Natasha snorted coldly, and resignedly surrendered and squatted under the aim of a dozen guns.

Nearly ten armed vehicles that arrived stopped and surrounded the yellow abandoned carts. Many agents flocked to get out of the cars, armed with firearms and aimed at the cars.

The leader of the special agent warned coldly: "Get out of the car! If you don't get out of the car, you will shoot!"

But no one answered, and the scene was silent.

Just when the agent captain couldn't help it, the abandoned vehicle vibrated slightly, the intact taillights came on, and the exciting electronic music drifted out from the inside.

At this juncture, there is actually a song!

Dozens of elite agents, members of Hydra, and even the Winter Soldier were stunned, their brains shut down.

"Shoot me!" the Secret Service captain roared angrily.