Marvel – Immortal Path

Outside New York City, in the sea, Helicarrier.

Thousands of S.H.I.E.L.D. employees are performing their own Quests, collecting intelligence, integrating data, and coordinating how to deal with this crisis.

The plague came too fast and too violently. For security reasons, the federal government will set up a command post for its strategy to resolve the plague on the nearby Helicarrier.

Which representatives, including the Disease Prevention and Control Administration, the Emergency Management Agency, etc., gathered here, united as one, and designated the plan together with S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau.

Steve Rogers, or Captain America, took a long breath.

He stood in the center of the Helicarrier’s bridge, staring at the electronic screen intently at the downtown New York picture broadcasted by the surveillance camera.

Countless vehicles blocked the cross-sea bridge, and countless people dragged their homes and walked hard on the crowded bridge.

Screaming, crying, panic, and at a loss.

The center of the cross-sea bridge was blocked.

The person blocking the bridge is the American army.

The temporarily erected barbed wire mesh is wrapped by a plastic curtain, with three layers inside and three layers outside. It is tight and airtight.

This barrier is not to guard against the mutant monsters, but to stop the New York people who are trying to escape here.

The soldiers with live ammunition are uniformly dressed in orange-yellow isolation suits. They are slightly bloated, but this does not affect them from standing behind the barbed wire fence, passing the temporarily piled concrete towers, and turning their muzzles on. Innocent people on the other side of the quasi bridge.

A yellow straight line painted with spray paint lies quietly in the middle of the people and the army.

"No one is allowed to step on the yellow line."

This rule was announced by a loud speaker to the bewildered crowd.

"The American military has gradually controlled the situation. Please return to the city on the same route as the New York people, stay at home quietly, and wait for the follow-up rescue force to arrive."

Among the crowds Gradually, there was a riot. A middle-aged man covered in blood snarled at the American army in the distance, and helped oneself's pregnant wife, and gradually moved towards the yellow line.

Slap.

The gun fired, the bullet hit the road surface of the cross-sea bridge, and the flying debris fell beyond the yellow line.

The leading soldier was expressionless, staring at the people with the most indifferent eyes.

The two sides are facing each other, and the background board is the chaotic and disordered city.

"...I want to go down."

Steve Rogers turned around and said to the S.H.I.E.L.D. high level agent Phil Coulson, "I would rather People stay together and don’t want to sit here and wait."

"Sorry, Captain, this is not something I can decide."

Coulson brows tightly knit, said with a bitter smile: "Don't worry, everything below has technical advice from an expert group, as well as supervision and guidance from the Federal Emergency Agency, aimed at preserving federal security as much as possible..."

Captain America shook the head, said with difficulty: "If the defense of the federal security is to aim the gun at the people, I am sorry to disagree."

"...This is what must be done for the sake of the overall situation. The sacrifice.”

Phil Coulson couldn’t help lowering his head. Captain America has always been his idol. The glorious deeds of this veteran who awakened from the ice of World War II inspired Coulson to become an excellent patriot. By.

Steve shook the head, stood up, held the iconic circular vibranium shield in his hand, and said gently and firmly: "I know what sacrifice is, I may be better than in this world overwhelming majority Everyone needs to understand the true meaning of this word better."

He walked to the Helicarrier's hatch, but there had been someone standing there long ago.

It was a woman, a woman with bright red hair like a flame.

Natasha Romanoff, or the former Soviet intelligence officer who was born in Stalingrad, the former Soviet Union and was only eight years younger than Captain America, is currently the high level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Black Widow.

Black Widow blocked the hatch, faintly said: "Then you also know that jumping down to fight the plague is a worthless sacrifice."

"Maybe. "Captain America smiled, "But at least, I can also bless some abandoned people, can't I?"

"ha ha ha, that's too right."

A strong and fierce Nordic man in ancient armor said with a smile: "I admire you more and more, Steve, you are the mortal I have ever seen closest to the word warrior."

This A man with stray blond hair, a rough smile and an unpleasant smile is the God of Thunder Thor, a mythical character from Asgard.

Thor held a plain hammer in his hand, stretched his waist, and casually said to the Black Widow who was in front of the hatch: "Well, woman, get out of the way and let I’m going down with Steve to knock out those moss-covered monsters."

"Sorry, I am not called a'woman'."

Natasha looked at this without flinching The deity said with a cold face: "Moreover, the creatures hatched from the cocoons, once destroyed by violence, will spray spores from the body, and the damage range will be doubled."

"It's really troublesome."

God of Thunder Thor curled one's lip carelessly, and said casually: "You humans are too weak, you can't even bear such small diseases and small disasters."

The god of Although the tone did not contain much contempt, the superiority of the bone still made everyone present a little uncomfortable.

Hawkeye, with short and flat hair, tidied up the bow arrow blankly, and Dr. Bruce Banner on one side couldn't help coughing, suggesting that the owner was dissatisfied.

Captain America saw this situation and felt a dull pain in the brain.

These powerhouses with extraordinary powers, of course, belong to the kind and lawful camp with kind intentions.

According to the idea that Nick Fury told him, Avengers should be a team of elite The special operations squad composed of transcenders can gather in front of huge threats that a single Superhero absolutely cannot cope with.

However, whether Hawkeye, Black Widow, Bruce Banner, God of Thunder Thor and the US team oneself, they are all highly individualized and independent.

In this case, it is very difficult to twist these "problem children" into a rope.

Fortunately, the person who can control the situation has finally arrived.

As the gunship was slowly parked on the Helicarrier deck, Nick Fury got off the plane and walked slowly, followed by Iron Man and a calm-looking Chinese youth.

At the bridge, Director Fury introduced the long-awaited Captain America and the others: "This is Tony Stark, Iron Man, the last member of Avengers."

"Actually, I have not formally agreed to join."

Tony opened his mask and said indifferently: "S.H.I. I’m not interested.

even more how the past history of everyone present is hard to make me a new server..."

The subtext of this playboy is quite clear, Captain America and Black Widows are all old centenarians, Hawkeye is an ordinary person who strayed into the Superpower User set with a bow and arrow, God of Thunder Thor is a rude and arrogant man,

only one can be recognized by Stark himself Bruce Banner, the nuclear physicist of, is still a time bomb that occasionally breaks out of control.

Compared with these problematic children, Tony Stark, who is a 100% upper class social elite, is really out of the mud and not infected.

Nick Fury has a full view of the ugly expressions on everyone’s faces, shook the head invisibly, said solemnly: "We’ll talk about teamwork together later. This is Mr. Li Ang from the Meme Company. He will explain to you the specific situation of the plague below."