"I'm going to give up New York, and the whole world."

These words shocked the two people present, and Colson asked loudly in disbelief, "What did you say?!" ”

Fury looked up, his gaze firmly in line with Colson. His expression revealed a heaviness and determination, but also helplessness and pain.

He took a deep breath and continued to explain, "Colson, I know it sounds hard to accept, but this virus is spreading just too fast. ”

"And the infected can still think and act as if they were alive, and in just ten minutes we have lost the American Colonel and Hawkeye!"

Colson looked at Fury in amazement, his eyes glinting with disappointment and confusion. He had seen Fury as his mentor and leader, and he never thought that Fury would make such a decision.

"But, Fury, we can't just give up! We are S.H.I.E.L.D., and we have a responsibility to protect humanity and protect this world! Colson's voice was resolute and determined.

Fury's eyes are on Colson, who understands his emotions, but his determination does not waver.

"According to the simulation of the data model at the beginning, the virus will completely infect New York within a few hours, and it is expected to complete worldwide transmission within a day."

As he spoke, Fury waved his hand, and a hologram rose, and Quicksilver, who had been infected as a zombie, was running as hard as he could, and the scene under his feet kept changing, one would be the ocean, the other would be the mountain.

"But someone helped us for an unknown reason, and temporarily slowed down the infection of the virus by injuring Quicksilver."

The image blurred for a moment, turning into a white night walking with a fast bank, and around them was New York City, which had been reduced to ruins.

"And as for the antidote...... Our scientists told me there was nothing they could do, that the virus was so aggressive that they experimented with tissue samples of Wolverine left in the lab and concluded that even Logan couldn't fight off the infection. ”

Even the self-healing factor that he is so proud of will speed up the process.

The image was distorted again, and it changed to a grumpy-looking Canadian man.

Colson listened silently to Fury's explanation, and he felt a deep sense of despair and confusion enveloping his heart.

His body seemed to lose its strength, and he sat down on a nearby chair, leaning weakly against the back of the chair. Weakly raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. The inner struggle and confusion left a heavy mark on him, and he didn't know what to do next.

Colson scratched his head, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, and he stood up eagerly and asked, "Director, didn't you just say that someone helped us for an unknown purpose, and also slowed down the spread of the virus?" What about that person? We need to find him! ”

However, Fury's mouth didn't come out of Coulson's mouth as the words he wanted.

Fury shook his head with a hint of helplessness on his face, and said slowly: "Colson, I don't know the identity and motives of that person. His presence did help us temporarily, but his purpose remains a mystery. And we didn't have direct contact with him. ”

"But I've already sent a Kun fighter to pick him up, so don't worry."

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what the hell is to be done? Colson sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. He sighed deeply, suddenly feeling a little trance.

In saving the world, S.H.I.E.L.D. has not made many passers-by?

But it seems to be the same before, when there is a major crisis, several superheroes jump out to prevent the end of the world, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is responsible for cleaning up the whole thing.

.............

Bai Ye's steady pistol was aimed at the zombies rushing forward, and he focused and pulled the trigger. A bullet flew through the air and straight into the zombie's skull.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then, a muffled thud cut through the space. The bullet struck the zombie's skull like a sonic boom, sending the rushing creature to its knees.

The zombie's body lost its support and fell headlong to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Its blood and brains splattered, staining the ground around it red. At that moment, the zombie's howl came to an abrupt end.

Silence permeated the streets, accompanied by the crisp sound of bullet casings falling. The other zombies also seemed to be frightened by this sudden turn of events, and stopped moving forward.

After the first zombie fell, Quicksilver, who was carried on Bai Ye's shoulder, immediately shouted to remind Bai Ye: "On your right!" ”

Bai Ye immediately turned his head to look in the direction to the right, and several zombies rushed in front of him, their faces were hideous, and their eyes were full of ferocity.

The zombies let out a low roar, eagerly trying to close in on the white night, but he nimbly dodged their attacks while continuing to fire. His body is well-coordinated and agile with swift steps, like a cheetah moving around in a small space.

The bullet hits a zombie in the skull, causing it to crash to the ground. Immediately afterward, a whip leg slammed into the chest of the other zombie, making it lose the ability to move on, and another bullet came out of the chamber, leaving the zombie completely silent.

As the gunshots continued to ring, the surrounding zombies gradually decreased, leaving only the corpses that fell to the ground.

The last zombie fell to the ground, the aftermath of the battle faded and the street fell silent again. Bai Ye's breathing gradually stabilized, and a slight sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground.

"I've only walked a few kilometers and I didn't expect to encounter so many zombies."

Pietro, who was carrying it on his shoulder, said with a solemn face, and the situation seemed more serious than he had imagined.

White Night's shoulders collapsed and he threw Quicksilver to the ground.

"Eh, what are you doing?" Quicksilver, who was in pain, protested.

Bai Ye didn't reply, but walked closer and silently observed the corpses of those zombies, compared to Quicksilver, who was still in a daze, he saw something deeper.

Judging from their clothing, these zombies were not superpowers before they were alive, but ordinary citizens, and they all had some bite marks and scratches on their bodies.

But none of them have a large loss of flesh and blood, which shows that the people who infected them are not bent on satisfying their appetites, but are consciously spreading the virus.

This is not good news, Bai Ye frowned, he thought that those zombie heroes would eat for at least a few hours first, and then satisfy their appetite, but he didn't expect that this was not even an hour, and there were already people trying to expand the scope of infection.

How many of the superheroes in New York City are there now who aren't zombies? Thinking of this, he glanced around a little nervously, but fortunately, there was no movement, and the surrounding corpses were still lying quietly on the ground.

With a plan in his heart, Bai Ye raised his head and was about to leave, when he was suddenly stunned.

"Pietro, don't call it yet, isn't that red dress in front of you your sister?"