Outside New York City, in the sea, the space carrier.

Thousands of S.H.I.E.L.D. employees are on a mission to gather intelligence, synthesize information, and coordinate responses to the crisis.

The plague came so fast and so violently that for security reasons, the federal government set up a strategic command post to address the plague on a nearby condescending space carrier.

Representatives of the CDC, the Emergency Management Agency, and others gathered here, united, and worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. to specify the plan.

Steve Rogers, or Captain America, let out a long exhale.

Standing in the middle of the helicarrier's bridge, he stared intently at the electronic screen, which was transmitted through surveillance cameras in downtown New York.

Countless vehicles blocked the sea-crossing bridge, and countless people dragged their families and families to trudge on the crowded bridge.

Screaming, crying, frightened, helpless.

The center of the bridge was blocked.

The man who blocked the bridge was the American army.

The improvised barbed wire fence is wrapped in a plastic curtain, with three layers inside and three layers outside, tight and impermeable.

This barrier is not meant to guard against the mutant monsters, but to deter the people of New Yorkers who are trying to flee the area.

The heavily armed soldiers, uniformly dressed in orange isolation suits, were slightly bloated, but that didn't stop them from standing behind the barbed wire fence and pointing their guns at innocent people on the other side of the bridge through makeshift concrete guard towers.

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

"No one is allowed to cross the yellow line."

This rule was announced to the bewildered crowd by a loudspeaker.

"The U.S. military has gradually taken control of the situation, and New Yorkers are asked to return to the city the way they came, stay at home quietly, and wait for the arrival of follow-up rescue forces."

A middle-aged man covered in blood roared at the American army in the distance, holding his wife, who had a big belly, and gradually walked towards the yellow line.

Syllable.

Gunshots rang out, bullets hit the pavement of the bridge, and 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 off, with the city in the background.

“..... I'm going down. ”

Steve Rogers turned to Phil Coulson, a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., on the side, "I'd rather stay with those people than sit here and wait." ”

"I'm sorry, Captain, it's not something I can decide."

Coulson frowned, and said with a wry smile: "You don't have to worry, everything below has the technical advice of the expert group, as well as the supervision and guidance of the Federal Emergency Management Agency, aiming to keep the federal security as much as possible..."

Captain America shook his head and said bitterly: "If the defense of federal security is aimed at the people, I dare not agree." ”

“.... It's a sacrifice that has to be made for the sake of the big picture. ”

Phil Coulson couldn't help but bow his head, Captain America has always been his idol, and the glorious deeds of this veteran who woke up from the ice of World War II inspired Coulson to become a good patriot.

Steve shook his head, stood up, held the iconic round vibranium shield in his hand, and said gently but firmly, "I know what sacrifice is, and I probably know the true meaning of this word better than the vast majority of people in this world." ”

He made his way to the hatch of the Helicarrier, where there was already someone standing.

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

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

Black Widow blocked the hatch and said, "Then you also know that jumping down to fight the plague like this is a worthless and senseless sacrifice. ”

"Maybe." Captain America smiled, "But at least, I can protect some of the outcasts, can I?" ”

"Hahaha, that's right."

A strong, fierce, Norse man in ancient armor laughed loudly, "I appreciate you more and more, Steve, you are the closest mortal I have ever seen to the word warrior." ”

This man with stray blond hair and a rough but unobnoxious smile is none other than Thor, the god of thunder, a mythical figure from Asgard.

Thor took a mediocre hammer in his hand, stretched, and said nonchalantly to the Black Widow who was blocking the hatch, "All right, woman, get out of the way, and let me go down with Steve, so that I can smash the mossy monsters." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not called a 'woman.'"

Natasha Howe looked at the god without flinching, and said with a cold face: "And those creatures that hatch in the cocoon, once they are violently destroyed, will spray spores from their bodies, and the damage range will be multiplied. ”

"It's a nuisance."

Thor pursed his lips nonchalantly, and said casually: "You humans are too weak to even withstand such a small illness and disaster. ”

Although the god's tone did not have much contempt, the sense of superiority still made everyone present a little unhappy.

Hawkeye, with his short flat hair, collected his bow and arrows with a blank face, while Dr. Bruce Banner on one side couldn't help but cough a little, hinting at his displeasure.

When Captain America saw this, he felt a dull pain in his skull.

These strong men with extraordinary powers, of course, belong to the camp of good and orderly people with good thoughts,

According to what Nick Fury told him, the Avengers should be a special operations squad of elite transcendents, able to assemble in the face of a huge threat that a single superhero would never be able to deal with.

However, whether it is Hawkeye, Black Widow, Bruce Banner, or Thor and Team America themselves, they are all extremely strong personalities and assertive existences.

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

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

As the gunship slowly moored to the deck of the Helicarrier, Nick Fury got off the plane and walked slowly, followed by Iron Man and a young Chinese man with an indifferent face.

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

"Actually, I haven't officially agreed to join."

Tony lifted his mask and said indifferently, "S.H.I.E.L.D.'s style of acting is not to my liking, and I am not interested in this kind of organization with strong official attributes.

What's more, the past history of all of you here is difficult for me to serve...."

The subtext of this playboy is quite clear, Captain America and Black Widow are both old-fashioned centenarians, Hawkeye is an ordinary person who strayed into the superpower set with a bow and arrow, and Thor is a rude and savage arrogant and reckless man,

Bruce Banner, the only nuclear physicist who could be recognized by Stark himself, was a time bomb that occasionally exploded out of control.

Compared to these children, Tony Stark, who is a 100% upper-class elite, is really out of the mud.

Nick Fury took in the ugly expressions on everyone's faces, shook his head imperceptibly, and said in a deep voice: "We'll talk about teaming up later, this is Mr. Leon of the memetic company, and he will explain to you the specific situation of the plague below." ”