"Alright, we know our opponent now," Steve said with a smile; "I'm going to continue with Hydra's mission."

"The question is, who in S.H.I.E.L.D. has the ability to launch missiles in the territory?" Natasha looked at the two.

"Pierce."

"He's sitting on the top floor of the safest building in the world," Chen said with a smile, "and the missiles launched at us, plus antimatter bombs, are really ruthless." ”

"But he's not alone," Steve said seriously, "Zola's algorithm appears on the Remlian star, which is a strange thing in itself, and that Chen, do they still have this antimatter bomb?" You know, I'm most worried about this. ”

"It's that Sitwell, I'm going to go to him," Chen Haoran said with certainty: "We were originally in a small group that day, preparing to carry out field combat missions, but he was recruited back by the headquarters, and I also came back, and then he appeared on that boat." So this is not a coincidence, I will let him tell the truth. ”

"What antimatter bomb?" Sam looked at the three of them with a smile, "I've prepared some breakfast, so you might as well eat some first." ”

"No," Chen Haoran said seriously, "If Furui hadn't lied to me before he died." ”

"Since your abilities are not limited," Natasha looked at Chen, "why doesn't Fury give you this task, this should be a simple matter for you." ”

"It's very simple," Chen Haoran spread his hands, "but this mission requires your skills, Steve's fame, and those loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D., and I will kill the helicopter carrier at most, and the rest will be lurking again." ”

"You mean that Sitwell also needs someone to help you get it." Natasha immediately understood Chen's plan, "But where to find someone?" “

Steve nodded, "So the question now is how did our three high-ranking wanted criminals kidnap the high-ranking agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. in broad daylight." ”

"Of course," Chen Haoran said with a smile, "although I don't need weapons, it seems that we need weapons." ”

"The answer is.." Sam held a stack of photos and put them on the coffee table, "No kidnapping. ”

"What is this?" Chen Haoran picked up one of the photos, stood up and looked at it, indicating that he didn't understand, and handed it to Natasha.

"It's kind of a resume." Sam nodded.

"Is this Bamara?" Natasha looked at the photo and was a little surprised, "You participated in the Khalid Khandil mission?" You didn't say it was an air-to-ground rescue? ”

"This is Riley?" Steve looked at the other person in the photo, then at Sam.

"Yes." Sam nodded.

"I heard that because there were rockets, the helicopter couldn't get in." Natasha turned to look at Sam, "What are you using, stealth parachutes?" ”

"No," Sam picked up the file on the table and handed it to Steve, "it's this." ”

"Didn't you say you were a pilot yourself?" Steve looked at the document, then at Sam.

"I didn't say that," Sam shook his head.

"We can't ask you for help," Steve shook his head, "and you're retiring for a reason." ”

"Hey, man, Captain America needs my help," Sam said seriously, "Isn't that enough?" ”

"Where can I get this thing?" Steve nodded, shaking the file in his hand. He didn't refuse, because now they really need help, although Chen can catch this guy, but just like Chen said, those people will hide and bring them more trouble in the future.

"The last set is at Fort Meade," Sam looked at the three, "behind three protective doors and a twelve-inch-thick steel wall. ”

"There should be no problem." Chen Haoran nodded and looked at the EXO-7 Falcon Project that Steve put on the table.

It is unknown if it is related to the S.H.I.E.L.D. military unit, but Fort Meade should be a base for them.

...

"Hey guys, we can get started." Sam opened the door with a smile, "It's a good opportunity for Sitwell to receive congressmen in a five-star hotel, he's been hiding in S.H.I.E.L.D. for the past two days, and we're lucky today." ”

"Then let's go," Chen Haoran said, holding a laser pointer and a telescope, "There may only be one such opportunity." ”

..

In an empty room across the street, Steve and Natasha were anxiously waiting.

Just now Chen told the two that he could lip talk, and the two of them excitedly wanted to broadcast live, and they both watched with binoculars.

Of course, Fury and Hill are even more excited.

"It's out." Chen Haoran coughed, "I'm going to start." ”

"I've got to fly home tonight, there's something wrong with the constituency." The councillor said, "I'll go back and deal with it." ”

"Which voter has the problem?" Sitwell smiled mysteriously, "Mr. Councillor. ”

"Not really," the councillor turned to look at Sitwell, "twenty-three, a little hot, I want to be hot, I remember that she wanted to be a reporter, I don't remember, who has the heart to listen to her." ”

"It doesn't seem like a big deal." Sitwell smiled and nodded.

"Really?" The councillor buckled his back, "She scratched my back to death." The councillor nodded, "This place is not suitable for talking about this. The Councillor fiddled with the pin on Sitwell's left chest, "Good pin." ”

Sitwell smiled mysteriously, "Thanks for the compliment." ”

"Hug one."

The councillor hugged Sitwell, "Long live the hydra!" ”

"Did you see that?" Sitwell looked at the legislator who was on a stray leg.

"Should I go get checked?" The councillor whispered.

"Check it out." After Chen Haoran finished the last sentence, he immediately stood up, "It seems that that pin is the symbol of the hydra, and the government councillor has been infiltrated, and there are no less than five people who have this pin in our sight just now." ”

"Okay, I see," Steve looked at Chen, "but it's time for you to get on with things, this hydra is really pervasive." ”

Hill also saw the councillor's logo through hotel surveillance, along with other members.

As soon as Sitwell saw off the councillor, his mobile phone rang, and seeing that it was Pierce's number, he hurriedly pulled away the two behind him.

This is a mobile phone number simulation software made by Natasha, and Chen Haoran admires it a little.

"Hello sir." Sitwell's solemn expression immediately made the last doubts of Steve and Natasha disappear, this guy did what happened on the ship.

"Agent Sitwell, how did you get lunch?" Sam's words were alien to Sitwell, "I've heard that the crab cakes here are pretty good. "This crab cake is a dish that Sitwell just entertained the Councillors.

"Who are you?" Sitwell looked solemn.

"A handsome guy with sunglasses at ten o'clock."

Sitwell turned his head to look in his direction at ten o'clock, but saw no one.

"Another ten o'clock direction." Sam thought the bald head was a bit funny, and it looked like a soft bone.

"See." Sam gestured with his glass of orange juice.

"What do you want to do?" Sitwell was a little flustered.

"You turn right around the corner, there's a gray car in the second parking space," Sam looked at Sitwell with a smile, "and we're going out for a ride." ”

"Why should I listen to you?" Sitwell smiled, he was a helper, he had just thought of that.

"Because that tie looks expensive." Sam smiled, "You don't want to get it dirty. ”

Sitwell looked at the red dot on his chest, panicked, and looked around.

...