Chapter 47: I'm an Agent
(Click, collection, recommendation, dissemination, various support (γoγ)//)
Looking at the words on the monitor, Grant was a little confused.
Skye? Over here?
At this time, there is a change on the screen. The line in the dialog box has changed.
"Don't be in a daze, get out of the cage quickly. I'll show you the way out of here. β
Grant finally reacted. He looked at the cameras and then looked back at the monitor.
Dare to love this is still a real situation! Merely......
"But I can't use that energy, how can I ......"
Grant suddenly realized that Skye on the other end of the computer, I should say the other end of the network, couldn't hear what he was saying. Then he also realizes that he used to be an agent.
A cage without the effect of electric shock is scum, even ordinary people can easily use it, let alone him.
Picking up the metal chair in the corner, Grant found a spot on the cage's sidebar and smashed it hard.
Presumably seeing Grant's movements through the camera, Skye also guessed what the problem was, and expressed it through the computer screen.
"You've lost your abilities?"
"Yes!"
Well, smirking self-deprecatingly, Grant reacted again. He nodded at one of the cameras, then continued to smash. And Skye's words came again.
"This is not good news. There are almost ten guards in this secret base you're in! They have discovered something wrong and are trying to take back control of the system. It has to be said that their methods are too naΓ―ve. I'm guessing they're going to ...... soon, though."
The letters in the dialog box appear here, and then they all disappear, replaced by red words that are much larger in size.
"Here they come!!"
Well, and three exclamation points. It's so conspicuous that Grant can't pay attention if he wants to.
"Bang", and with one last blow, the big cage was finally smashed open a gap that allowed Grant to pass through. And he heard footsteps outside. Carrying a metal chair that had been badly deformed, he quickly came to the door of the laboratory, glanced out cautiously, and then ambushed himself by the door, waiting for the guards to come to the door.
At this time, Grant will not be as gentle as he was when he dealt with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents before. "Bang", the guard who ran through the door first was hit head-on by Grant with a metal chair. Grant, on the other hand, drew a pistol from his waist before he fell, clicked and loaded it, and then raised his hand to fire four times. The whole process was quite smooth, and it seemed that Grant was very confident and powerful.
Five guards fell, and five or fewer remained.
With that done, Grant pretended to pat the camera at the non-existent dust, and then walked to the front of the computer. Sure enough, a sentence appeared on the screen that was not much different from what he had imagined.
"That's amazing!"
Brain made up Skye's excited look as he clenched his fists, and Grant laughed. It's the truest and happiest he's laughed at in recent times.
"To get out of this secret base, you need to go through three electronic gates, and you must get an electronic key card, otherwise the base will lock itself. You go and see if the guards you just knocked down have them on them. β
Grant complied. I took another pistol, and I pulled out a few more magazines, and few of the rest were usable. Grant thought about it again, then took an assault rifle from one of the dead guards, carried it behind him, and returned to the computer screen.
At this time, there was a sentence on the screen: Just that phone, otherwise we won't be able to contact you if we leave this room.
Reasonable. Grant nodded, then returned to the corpses, literally picking up one from a few phones. These phones were somewhat similar to the ones he had used in S.H.I.E.L.D. before, and even the interface was not much different.
"Another proof that S.H.I.E.L.D. has been infiltrated!"
Grant whispered this. He was trying to ask Skye what number to call, and it had been a one-line contact since just now, when the call came.
Grant's first impression was naturally that he thought that the guards who were still alive were coming over and wanted to learn about the situation from the few who had already fallen to the ground. And the screen was replaced with new words, dispelling his idea of refusing.
"Answer the phone!"
Then take it.
As a result, as soon as I clicked the answer button, a series of dozens of words came out of it, and there was almost no pause in between.
"Since these people don't have electronic key cards on them, they must be in the monitoring room. You get out of this room first, turn left, go straight, turn right at the second intersection, and then pass through the second door, and the monitoring room is in the second door. There were four guards inside, all armed with submachine guns. One of them had a switch in his hand or something, and I don't know where it would connect, but it certainly wasn't going to be a good thing. Also, they just sent a signal to the outside world, as if they were informing someone or asking for help, so you have to ......"
Listening to Skye's nervous voice with a hint of excitement and excitement, Grant interrupted her with a smile, "It's good to hear your voice again, Skye." β
"Well, no! I mean...... You ......"
As a result, Skye seemed to be "out of order", and Grant could even think of her slightly blushing face. Fortunately, her voice soon came from the other side, this time it was normal, and with a firm, indisobedient tone: "Don't talk about those now, we can't track that signal, and we don't know when their reinforcements will arrive." So you need to go right away, the electronic key card must be in the monitoring room. β
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Hanging up the phone, Grant peeled off another body armor from the corpse on the ground. However, instead of putting it on himself, he put it on a metal chair that had been deformed, and used it as a shield in his left hand. Go out and turn left, turn right at the second intersection, and come to the door of the second room. Taking a deep breath, he kicked the door open. Instead of rushing in immediately, he quickly flashed to the wall on the other side of the door.
"Sudden ......" Four tongues of fire protruded from the inside, covering the entire doorway. If Grant does rush in, let alone one body armor, ten pieces won't help!
Skye, who saw this through the camera in the hallway, was already cheering on Grant. is worthy of being a former agent, and he is really professional enough! Well, the poor girl still thinks Grant's old club is the FBI or cIa. If she knew it was S.H.I.E.L.D., I don't know if she would have helped.
The four guards inside weren't stupid, and of course they couldn't keep shooting without seeing people. It's just that as soon as they stopped, Grant, who listened to the absence of "Tututu", jumped out with a "bulletproof chair".
"Bang bang bang", four times in a row, mixed with a few "sudden" in the middle. All four guards fell, and Grant threw aside the already unrecognizable body chairs. A white hard plastic card was found on one of the guards, and it was thought that this was the electronic key card that Sky was talking about.
Grant also spotted the switch Skye was talking about. Skye didn't know what it was, but Grant did. He believed that if Skye had seen the screen counting seconds up close, he wouldn't have wondered what it was.
Damn it!
Cursed secretly, Grant took out the phone and called back, but the result was an empty number. Suddenly coming to his senses, he quickly made a call gesture to the nearest camera. And sure enough, the phone rang.
"Skye, tell me which side of the exit is right away. That damn switch turned out to be a time bomb! It seems that it is the self-destructing system of those people. β
As soon as he connected, Grant spoke. At the same time, his hands were not idle. Taking off his clothes, which were similar to his hospital shirt, he quickly changed himself into a black combat uniform from a corpse. It was just that by the time he put on his new body armor, Skye hadn't replied on the phone.
Facing the camera, Grant quickly pulled out a smiley face: "Hey, girl." If you're so fond of looking at my body, we've got a lot of chances. I can even put it inside. I took my pants off, but now is not the time. If you don't tell me where the exit is, then we won't have a chance, oK? The last twenty seconds. 19οΌ18οΌ17β¦β¦β