I Am In Marvel

Inside the main driving hall.

The warning lights in all corners flickered randomly, and the chaotic hall suddenly fell silent when the prompt that the engine turbine was shut down was heard. Up to Director Fury, down to the staff, Qi Qi held his breath nervously.

The helicopter carrier has only four vortex engines in total, and just one of the engines was damaged, which has seriously affected the normal navigation of the entire aircraft carrier. And at a height of 10,000 meters in the sky, half of the engine vortexes are turned off at the same time...

what does that mean? Guess no one knows.

'Om-'

If you can see it from the outside, the power source of the helicopter carrier at this time, the first and second engine vortexes on the same side gradually stop rotating, leaving only the third and fourth engines on the other side running at high load .

But the boost of two engines alone is not enough to keep the helicopter carrier afloat.

As the helicopter carrier trembled violently again, and then tilted towards the side where the power source was lost, it soon exceeded an angle of more than 30 degrees. The two stopped engine vortexes dragged the aircraft carrier like a burden, and began to crash into the thunderclouds and land below.

"Wow-" "Be careful!" "Grab everything!"

There were constant screams in the main driving hall. The original smooth steel floor has now become a deadly slope. With the weightlessness of falling down, people and objects inside kept sliding to one side, and most of them were piled up on the floor-to-ceiling windows at the bottom. superior.

Some SHIELD personnel who responded quickly used fixed equipment and walls as handrails to stabilize their bodies in a thrilling way.

When the aircraft carrier tilted and fell, Patton shot an arrow in time and nailed it to the ceiling. The end of the arrow was dragged by a steel cable, and the end of the arrow was connected to his waist, thereby hanging himself in the air of the hall.

His eyes were as black as ink, and his face was emotionless. He drew out a modified arrow again, put it on the bowstring, and aimed it at the cockpit that controlled the vortex of the third and fourth engines. His intention was revealed.

"The mission is over here, Lord Loki."

Barton whispered lightly, and decisively shot the arrow, but the arrow was only halfway through, and a pistol was thrown from above, intercepting the arrow without deviation.

"Huh?" Barton looked up at the top of his head, and saw from the entrance of the highest passage, a black figure fell vigorously, with bright red short hair fluttering wildly.

The delicate long legs wrapped in the black tight leather jacket kicked Barton's wrist with strong wind, just kicking the special effect bow out of his hand.

"you!"

Barton's eyes slammed, and he punched back, but the flexibility of the opponent's body was amazing, avoiding the moment of attack, his slender legs clamped his arms, and the other leg wrapped around his neck.

Use your limbs as weapons, tighten up!

The person who came was Natasha, the black widow. She tied Barton with her feet and grabbed the wire rope with her hands. The two of them were suspended in the air of the hall together. What? Barton!"

Barton struggled hard with his hands, but his neck was restrained, his face was flushed, and he was unable to breathe with all his strength and normal, and his resistance became more and more attenuated.

In the process, the originally dark eyes gradually regained their radiance.

Patton gave up resistance completely and tapped Natasha on the shoulder. Natasha seemed to feel it, and let go of the leg that was strangling her neck.

Barton coughed a few times and took a deep breath, "Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Knowing that Barton had regained consciousness, Natasha couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at the passage, and saw Steve carrying Sol and Eddie on his back. The two entered the hall with the sloping wall.

"You can count."

Director Fury in the corner saw a few people, the solemnity on his face disappeared a little, his eyes turned to Agent Hill who climbed to the bridge, and he asked loudly: "How, can you restart those two engine vortexes? "

Agent Hill supported the bridge, pulled out the arrow stuck on it, bounced with one hand and five fingers quickly, manipulated the virtual screen, and replied, "It can be restarted, but it will take time! At least three minutes!"

"three minutes?"

Chief Fury frowned deeply. At this moment, the aircraft carrier apparently fell into the thundercloud, and the sound of thunder was incessant. Several lightning bolts directly hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tempered glass burst into shocking cracks.

The people lying on the floor-to-ceiling windows screamed and climbed higher on the sloping floor.

Agent Hill hurriedly said: "At such a falling speed, let alone three minutes, we crashed with the aircraft carrier in about two minutes!"

"In such a short period of time, it is too late to evacuate the fighter jets or to request support."

Director Fury was talking to himself, thinking about a solution calmly, but even if he racked his brains, with their current situation, there seemed to be no other option but to wait for death.

Many S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel, looking at the thunderclouds that were continuously receding outside, were already crying in despair.

After all, manpower is limited, and it is easier said than done to stop an aircraft carrier of hundreds of tons from falling.

"Sorry, it's all my fault." Recalling what he had done, Barton covered his face with his hands and rebuked himself.

"I don't blame you, you were controlled by Loki."

Natasha took a deep breath and looked at Steve, "What now, Captain?"

"Let me think."

Steve handed Saul to Eddie, touched his chin, his mind flashed across Kyle's face for the first time, and quickly shook his head again.

Even if Kyle is there, it can't solve the current mess, right? What's more, no one else is on Earth now...

Steve suddenly remembered something, took out a small flip phone from his trouser pocket, and dialed a series of phone numbers.

After a few seconds of ringing, the phone was connected, and Caesar's slightly immature response sounded: "Captain, I'm still busy here, don't you feel it?"

As if following his words, the falling helicopter carrier trembled with a roar from the bottom again, far more terrifying than a lightning strike.

"The first and second engine systems have been hacked, and the helicopter carrier we are in is falling."

Steve conveyed the urgent message succinctly, and even he didn't know why he thought of Caesar at this juncture. You must know that those young children are fighting against the invincible toxin giants at the bottom.

"I've already felt it, don't worry! With me here, everything will be fine."

Caesar's words were young and firm, unbelievable, he was only less than five years old, and he was fighting against the strongest creatures at the same time.

Where does his confidence come from?

Steve ran through a lot of thoughts and finally chose to believe it.

"Do you believe me?" "Of course."

Seventy years ago, on the runaway train, that conversation about life and death reverberated in Steve's ears.

"So...that's the case." Steve's mouth twitched and he hung up the flip phone in his hand. In this regard, Natasha looked at him puzzled.

"You'll know in a while."

Steve looked out the window, which was still falling, his hands clenched quietly.

The bottom layer of the helicopter carrier, in the dark space enclosed by the dark spider web.

"How dare you answer the phone when you fight with me? Please be more serious!!!"

It sounded like the roar of a monster.

The toxin giant threw a ten thousand fist, knocking Caesar out, and there were still a few circles of white waves and strong winds left in the fist. It took a step forward, stepped on the five-star round shield on the ground, and slammed its feet into the floor with force.

Caesar smashed into the tough dark spider web, and smashed through two layers of walls in a row before stopping.

"Seriously?"

Eyes lit with dazzling red light, Caesar tore open the spider web hanging on his body and stood up, suddenly throwing the Thor's hammer aside, smiling innocently.

"Actually, I don't have the heart to continue playing with you anymore."