"Agent III?" Steve was a little puzzled, "Why would Agent 3 be on the launch ship?" ”

"No matter," Steve began to order, "I'll clear the deck when the time comes, and then I'll go to Bartók, Natasha, you turn off the engine and wait for orders." ”

"Buller," Steve looked at the S.H.I.E.L.D. member who was controlling the screen, "you take care of the stern, find the hostages, and take them to the lifeboat." ”

"Let's go."

The Kun fighter slowly climbed and finally stopped above the launch ship.

The doors open, and Steve and the rest of the squad parachute in.

The sea in the middle of the night was not as calm as it appeared, and a huge ship was anchored here, with the moonlight shining brightly overhead, and the waves surging and sparkling.

From time to time, well-armed mercenaries patrol back and forth on board.

In the galley of the ship, a dozen technicians in suits were squatting in a small cramped place at this time, and two mercenaries with guns guarded the door, most of them looked terrified, but they could still maintain their composure, except for one person.

"Pi... Aren't you scared, Petero? Holding his head in his hands, his body trembling slightly from fear, Melt glanced at the badge on the chest of the man next to him and asked in a low voice.

The man named Pietro, dressed in a suit that didn't fit well, sat on the ground like this, playing with his fingers.

Hearing someone next to him talking, he said lightly: "No, I'm scared." ”

Thinking he had gone mad, Melt turned his head away from him.

Pietro shrugged his shoulders boringly.

On the other side, Steve, who was diving directly into the water without a parachute, slowly climbed onto the chain of the giant anchor, walked behind a mercenary in a soft voice, and strangled him to death silently.

He began to clear the deck.

The sound of the shield hitting the enemy naturally can't escape Pietro's awakened perception ability, although it is not clear what is happening outside, but Pietro can detect a terrible guy and can't help laughing.

And the mercenary guarding the door was not happy when he noticed him, and he was not afraid to see the two of us standing here, right? Just don't give face to buddies.

"Hey, you, what are you laughing at!" One of the mercenaries shouted with one hand and pointed a spear at him.

At this moment, the eyes of the entire kitchen were focused on Pietro.

Even Melt beside him squeezed to the side at this time, staying away from him, for fear that there would be a fire in the city and affect the fish in the pond.

"What... What, me? Pietro raised his hands "in fear" and stood up at the same time.

"yes, it's you, what are you laughing at just now?!" The mercenary said impatiently, "Do you know what the occasion is now?" There are so many hostages, and you're not the only one missing! ”

"Report sir!" Pietro was not annoyed when he was scolded, and made a saluting gesture in a funny way, "Actually, I just thought of something happy." ”

"What's the pleasure of?"

"I've hidden your hemp!"

With that, Pietro suddenly turned into a vague silver shadow, and directly knocked the two mercenaries into the air with his rapid movement.

He stopped at the kitchen door, and when he opened the door, he turned his head and smiled: "If you are not afraid of death, you can come out now, otherwise you will stay here obediently, especially you Merte." ”

Melte, who was named, trembled and was speechless.

Steve was running around the edge of the deck as fast as he could, clearing the enemy, when suddenly a silver shadow quickly overtook him and whispered in his ear, "On your left."

“WTF？” Steve stopped suddenly, how could this sound so familiar.

He looked at the mercenaries in front of him who were scattered, pressed his headphones and said, "Channel Seven, is there a man named Sam Wilson in our squad?" ”

"No, what's wrong?" Natasha's voice came through the headphones.

"Ah, it's okay, then I think we really want to have an unknown helper, probably."

Steve jerked down the railing, knocking down the mercenaries below with three strikes and five by two, and saw a man looking at him with interest not far away.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. agent III, Pietro Maximov?" Steve asked, "Did anyone tell you that?" The sentence you said before you surpassed me? ”

"Hahaha, what Mo An said is really right, as long as you say that sentence when you overtake, your expression will be very exciting." Petro burst out laughing.

"Moan? So, you're from his side, but you can still go to S.H.I.E.L.D. as a third-level agent? Steve said.

"So it's only a Level 3 agent," Pietro waved his hand, "get your men to the kitchen, I've cleaned it up." ”

Steve nodded, pressed the headset and ordered, "Buller, hurry to the kitchen, it's cleaned up." ”

"It's fast, sir, and it's you."

"No, that's something you've never seen faster than me." Glancing at Petro not far away, Steve said lightly.

"It doesn't matter what you want, as long as you don't get in the way of my mission." Steve said.

"Of course, I'm also part of S.H.I.E.L.D., anyway, but when the captain's mission is completed, can I make a little mess of it?" Petro said eagerly: "You know, I haven't been awake for a long time, and I usually have no place to use it in S.H.I.E.L.D., so I can only take advantage of the morning and evening rush hour to run two steps. ”

“... Maybe. Steve, who had already turned away, said, "Natasha, are you in place over there?" ”

"Got in place, Captain." Pulling out an iron rod from behind and striking the mercenary on the head, Natasha said, holding down the headset.

"The hostages are retreating, captain, the enemy is still resisting." Buhler's voice then came from Steve's headset.

"Retreat first, I'll go find Bartók."

Steve started running, but before he could take two steps, the glass above suddenly shattered, and the man who jumped down gave him a flying grass.

Steve reacted quickly, hurriedly raised his shield to block, and after taking a few steps back, he saw that his opponent was Bartók.

Bartók didn't say a word, and quickly rushed forward to fight Steve, but in this regard, except for those monsters, Steve was not afraid of anyone, and immediately you punched me and I kicked hot.

was shocked by the shield for a few steps, Bartók lost but did not lose the battle, "You shouldn't be in vain, right?" ”

Steve smiled, tucked his shield behind his back, unhooked his helmet and tossed it aside, "Let's try it." ”

Bartók smirked and rushed forward again.

But Steve, who took off his helmet, seemed to have unlocked the seal, and Bartók, who had just been able to fight back and forth, was directly put on the ground by him with a few moves.

Bartók tried to get up again, but was grabbed by Steve who rushed straight at him and crashed into the room behind him, and with another punch, Bartók passed out.