Ascending and remaining at an altitude of 5,000 meters, the helicopter carrier finally returned to normal sailing.

After the baptism of fierce battles before, the helicopter aircraft carrier left a tragic trace of chaos both on the surface of the shell and inside the cabin.

In order to ensure that there are no more accidents, the crew can only use iron plates to repair and seal the holes. It's like tinkering with a few conspicuous rag patches on top of a brand new gorgeous garment.

The third engine vortex also emitted wisps of black smoke and made a "click" noise.

Inside the helicopter carrier.

Crews have begun to clear passages and cabins, remove bodies and wounded, and put instruments and tables and chairs back in their original ways. It's just that many people still have a trance in their eyes, and their faces are stiff and expressionless, obviously they haven't reacted from the raid just now.

The scene can only be described in two words - tragic!

It's tragic.

Inside the main driver's hall.

Under the organization of Director Fury and Agent Hill, some of the staff members were reorganized into pilot teams to conduct indiscriminate monitoring of damaged helicopter carriers and count casualties and material damage caused by the attack.

Captain America, Captain Steve, Black Widow Natasha, and Hawkeye Patton sat side by side on one of the steps of the hall, looking at the post-war restoration site below.

"In this game, we lost." With his chin lowered in his hands, Steve's handsome young face was solemn, and he sighed lightly, "The loss is complete." Sure enough, you can't underestimate Loki, who is from the alien god domain, is a very difficult guy. ”

Natasha sighed with emotion: "Captain, it's better than the previous war, right?" There are no intriguing spies lurking, no gifted aliens involved, and no magic hammers flying around. ”

"It's hard to say." Steve shook his head and said, "I was too careless this time." I used to lean behind that person and follow his figure, but now I can only step on my own step by step. ”

Natasha lowered her head and said softly, "Me too!" ”

Always following that person, the body and mind will inevitably relax, and you will never be able to become a hero alone.

Director Fury came from a distance, glanced at the three Steves who were still immersed in defeat, and said lightly: "In the previous raid, S.H.I.E.L.D. killed twenty-six agents and injured countless others. Among them, Agent Couson did not have time to administer first aid and died. ”

"He's dead." Director Fury's tone became unusually heavy.

Agent Cowson.

One of the veteran agents who assisted Fury in creating the Avengers, as long as he is a member of the Avengers, it is estimated that no one does not know him.

"Damn!" Bart blamed himself and slammed his fist to the floor.

Steve was silent, not knowing what to say.

"What about Young Master Caesar, is he okay?" Natasha asked with concern.

Fury nodded and said, "Caesar is fine." It's just that he is still in a coma, and in the battle just now, he has exceeded his physical limit and can no longer participate in the next battle. ”

"It's good that people are okay." Natasha lowered her head in shame, just now, they didn't do anything to help.

Director Fury looked at the silent three Steves, suddenly took a deep breath, and shouted: "You three, but the top agents and super soldiers on the planet, won't you just give up when you encounter this setback?" Don't forget, who you are! ”

All three of them trembled.

"Of course we didn't forget, we we...... O Avengers! ”

Steve clenched his fists and slowly stood up from the steps, while Natasha and Barton followed suit, standing left and right beside the captain.

"That's right." Director Fury showed a look of relief, and said with a dark and serious face: "Don't think about backing down, even if you bite the bullet, you have to give me a top!" Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the sacrifice of those agents just now?! ”

"Indeed, no one can be sacrificed anymore." Natasha bowed her head in deep agreement.

Bart said coldly, "I'll shoot my arrow at that bastard's head." ”

"Now ......"

Director Fury was about to say something when the door to the driver's hall suddenly opened.

Thor in a red cloak and silver armor, rubbing his messy blonde hair with his hands, walked into the main driver's hall, scanned the crowd and shouted, "Hey, did anyone see my hammer?" ”

"Thor, you're awake." Natasha let go of her breath and blinked, "Aren't you able to cast a summoning spell?" ”

"That's the strange thing, I can't summon my hammer." With a wave of his hand, Thor hurriedly wandered around the hall, his eyes swept wildly, not remembering that he had almost been killed before, and regarded Thor's hammer as more important than his own life.

"I know where your hammer is." Steve stepped forward and patted Thor on the shoulder soothingly, "My shield should be there too." ”

"yes, that's great. By the way, what about my brother Loki? ”

Thor thanked him first, then looked around, and then realized it.

This nerve is a large reflex arc......

Everyone in the hall was speechless for a while, and this funny scene just eliminated the atmosphere of depression and sorrow accumulated before.

Steve said in a deep voice, "Loki has escaped, and now he must be in the Stark Industries New Building in the heart of New York." He's going to use the nuclear reaction energy there to activate cosmic magic and open a teleportation portal for his alien legions. ”

"Without further ado, we must go at once."

Natasha straightened her leather coat a little, patted the dust off her body, and suddenly asked in surprise, "Wait, where is Eddie?" Where did he run again? ”

Sam happened to walk into the driver's hall to meet the crowd and replied, "Eddie." He said that the toxin had to be retrieved, so he had already taken the first step in the fighter. ”

"Then let's drive the battle mobile and rush to New York City immediately!"

Steve led the way as Captain America, Thor, Black Widow Natasha, Hawkeye Barton, and Sam the Falcon, who left the main driver's hall in a roar.

Five minutes later.

A black fighter plane took off from a helicopter carrier, its wings piercing through the clouds, its engines roaring at an accelerated pace, and headed for downtown New York, dozens of kilometers away.

Director Fury stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the main driver's hall, watching the black fighter disappear into sight, not knowing what to think.

Agent Hill suddenly walked up from behind him, whispered something close to his ear.

"Okay, I got it."

With a majestic bow, Director Fury turned and left the cockpit alone, through several lengthy passages, and finally into a hidden cabin.

He reached out and pressed the detector next to the door, confirmed it through his fingerprint and pupil, and the door opened with a "click".

Director Fury stepped in, only to see a table in the middle of the huge room, on which there were ten hot dishes.

Caesar was sitting in a chair, hungry, his head almost buried on the table, destroying the highly nutritious food on his plate with superhuman speed.

Director Fury closed the door with his backhand, sat down in the chair directly opposite, and said, "They're already leaving." Everything is as you would expect, Caesar. ”

"Good, that's right."

Caesar bit a whole piece of beef, chewed it slightly, swallowed it in his belly, and said with an innocent smile: "War, this is just the beginning. ”