Chapter 89: The Remuria Asterisk
"I see, Sam, which unit were you from before?" Steve was a soldier, and he could see the smell of a soldier in Sam's body at a glance, and he was not an ordinary soldier.
"Fifty-eighth Division, Airborne Rescue Force." Sam gasped, "But now working in the Veterans Service, by the way Chen, what do you do."
"Like Steve, we're friends." Chen Haoran walked to Steve's side, "Help us take a photo, remember to give me the photo next time we meet, my girlfriend is still waiting for this?" β
"No problem," Sam took the camera, patted the grass on his body, and stood up, "Wrap it around me... Smile.. Good... Beautiful, I'll give the photo to Steve, if you didn't come. β
"I'm so handsome, aren't you afraid?" Steve jokingly said, "Looks like you need my autograph." β
"Of course," Chen Haoran smiled slightly, "I'm just afraid that you are not as handsome as me." β
"They're all handsome guys," Sam said with a smile, "If you have a chance, help me grow popular in front of the girls at the service desk, I really envy the guy who has a girlfriend, remember to inform me in advance." β
"No problem."
"Of course."
"Dididi.." Steve's mobile phone text rang, Chen Haoran knew that this was Natasha's mission news, and just now Fury had explained the situation to him in the headset, and he knew that Hydra had started to act.
"Sam, there's a mission, thank you for running with me." Steve reached out and took Sam's hand, "If that's what you call running." β
"As for this?" Sam was amazed, "Okay. β
"Thanks," Sam shook Chen's hand, "at least this thing proves that I'm running." β
"You're welcome, goodbye," Chen Haoran patted Sam on the shoulder, "remember my photo." β
"No problem!" Sam waved his hand and looked at a sports car, parked on the side of the road, with the window rolled down, knowing that it was there to pick them up.
"Hey! Boys," Natasha said with a smile as she looked at the three of them, "who knows how to get to the Smithsonian, I'm going to pick up a fossil." β
"Natasha," Chen Haoran squeezed into the back seat and said dissatisfiedly, "It's time for you to change cars?" You don't want to think that Steve is always alone in your car. β
"That's exactly what I was going to do," Natasha said to Sam after seeing Steve get in the car.
"It's not funny." Steve turned to Sam and said, "You can't go anywhere either. β
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Indian Ocean, Longitude: 73N 56'7.09" Latitude: 16N 55'12.06"
After 80 minutes of flight, the Kun fighters have reached the airspace above the mission area, and their hearts are on the fact that they are flying close to the sea, carrying out low-altitude penetration.
At this time, they were only a few minutes away from the mission area, and they arrived here from the SAR, although they had set off at 6:38 in the morning, but there were various half-balls in the middle of the Indian Ocean and the SAR, and it was dark outside the plane at this time.
"The target is a mobile mobile satellite launch gimbal," the elite warrior captain clicked on the intelligence on the screen and zoomed in on the image, "The Remuria star, 93 minutes ago, when the pirates boarded the ship, they were launching the last satellite. β
"How much do they want?" Steve looked at the situation.
"1.5 billion." The Elite Captain turned to look at Steve.
"So much?" Chen Haoran was a little surprised.
"Because it's a S.H.I.E.L.D. ship."
"So, they're specifically targeting this ship, not because it's off course?" Chen Haoran analyzed seriously, "There must be a reason why they do this, and ordinary pirates will not be so fat." β
"I always hate wiping Fury's ass." Steve had some resentment.
Seeing Steve's somewhat resentful look, Chen Haoran just smiled faintly, according to Fury's character, there should be no less asking Steve to do such a thing.
"Take it easy," Natasha said lightly, "It's not very complicated. β
"How many pirates?" Chen Haoran looked at the elite captain and said, "What about their intelligence?" β
"There are twenty-five," the elite captain began to point out the pirate's intelligence, "the top mercenary, led by Georges BartΓ³k, is a former officer of the operations department of the General Directorate of External Security, the most wanted man on the Interpol Red Notice, who carried out thirty-six assassination missions before being dismissed by France, and loves to go on a killing spree. Saying that, he looked at Chen, compared to Chen, this is all a big deal.
"What about the hostages?" Steve is more concerned about the hostages' information than the pirates, after all, they are on a rescue mission.
"Most of them were technicians, and one official, Jasper Sitwell, was in the kitchen."
"How is he?" Chen Haoran looked at the bald head on the monitor, "Running so fast, we were still together yesterday." β
"yes, what is he doing on the ship?" Steve said confusedly.
However, Chen Haoran knew that this guy might have come here to tamper with satellite data for their plan, so that their organization's plan could be implemented smoothly.
"Okay, I'll sweep the deck, and then I'll find BartΓ³k, Natasha, you turn off the engine and wait for orders, Rumlow, you're in charge of the people in the stern, you're in charge of finding the hostages, taking them to the lifeboat, and rescuing them." Steve looked at Chen, "Okay, I forgot you were injured, play free." β
"Hehe, Captain, I have a gun, it's you who should be careful," Chen looked at Steve at the door, "Your body can't be bulletproof, and their firepower is not weak." β
"Alright, commando, get ready for action."
"Channel test," Chen Haoran pressed his headphones, "Channel 7 is normal." β
"Have some fun this weekend?" Natasha looked at Steve and Chen, "The guys I used to team with are all dead, so I didn't make it." β
"I don't care, you'd better find a casino or something," Chen Haoran loaded the M14, held the gun, and looked at the parachute on his body, "Anyway, we are all hard-nosed people, so let's have a good time then." β
"You are not welcome in Las Vegas," Steve said with a laugh, "and the Grim Reaper does not welcome us either." β
"Captain," Rumlow's voice said, "get into the skydive area at once." β
"You're welcome at the bar," Steve said, putting on his mask, turning and jumping off the hold ramp, "go for a weekend drink." β
"I really want to be like him without a parachute," Chen Haoran turned to look at Natasha, "I asked him out for you, why are you so surprised." β
"Am I not as attractive as wine?" Natasha smiled and said, "Guy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. β
"Okay, I'll go down first," Chen Haoran jumped out of the warehouse with his back on his back, "What is it like to open a parachute at a low altitude yet?" β
"Two enemies have fallen," two subtle gunshots rang out, "the high-level sentries have been resolved, two enemies in the bow and two in the stern..." β
"See what?" Natasha jumped straight out of the plane, "Don't act yet." β
A group of fighters were a little impressed, not long after jumping this time, they had already eliminated six enemies in the air, and this kind of marksmanship also made Natasha not have the courage to drink Chen to try her marksmanship, and she also understood what Chen meant by the phrase "Let's talk about it".
"There are two people patrolling the corridor in the boat," Chen Haoran opened his parachute, and two more shots, "solved." β
"Can you leave me some?" Steve scurried up to the deck, "That makes me feel like it's useless for me to jump first." β
"Yes," you'll leave the rest of the cabin to you, "but it's up to their luck, don't run into me." β
Without the interference of patrols, the group landed smoothly, and he was going to do nothing and go straight in, but he received a voice from Fury and asked him to protect Natasha.