I Am In Marvel Chapter 282: One person breaks into S.H.I.E.L.D. alone!

On this day, it was nearly noon.

People in the New York area raised their heads in surprise and saw three huge metal fortresses, constantly rising towards the vast blue sky, casting large shadows that covered the sky and the sun.

Emotions such as doubt, depression, fear, etc. caused vehicles and pedestrians in the streets to block and stop, talking and watching the three steel aircraft carriers forming a triangle at high altitude.

On the express highway leading directly into the city, a black Ford carrying Steve and others was at full power and approached at high speed directly under the aircraft carrier in the sky above.

"Sam, drive faster." Steve urged, his left hand still holding tightly a bald man in a suit wearing silver-rimmed glasses.

The man in the suit did not dare to move in the hands of Captain America and surrounded by the other two. Under the absolutely overwhelming power, there was not even a one in ten thousand chance of escape.

He was sitting in the car seat with cold sweat on his forehead, his face was pale, and he said solemnly and solemnly: "Brothers, I have said everything that needs to be said, where are you taking me now?"

Steve didn’t hide anything and said bluntly: “It’s very simple. We don’t have permission to enter the aircraft carrier. We must borrow your irises and fingerprints to pass the intelligent system.”

The corners of the man's mouth in the suit twitched slightly, his face turned paler, and he said with despair: "Are you devils?! Pierce will kill me if you do this!"

"The current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and a spy for the Hydra organization, Alexander Pierce?"

Steve couldn't help but smile, as did Natasha and Sam in the front seat.

"Don't worry, he probably can't even take care of himself... dangerous!"

The alarm bells rang loudly in Steve's heart, and he suddenly sank down, and pushed the man in the suit down hard with his left hand.

But, it’s still half a beat too late!

‘Poof! ’

The glass window on the left shattered like an explosion. Immediately afterwards, the man in a suit's head exploded like a watermelon from the outside in, and red and white liquid splashed everywhere in the car.

It’s a sniper bullet!

Steve was the first to confirm this. He removed his hand from the waist of the headless corpse and raised the shield on his back with his other hand to block the direction of the bullet.

As soon as he finished this action, a dense stream of rifle bullets hit the outer shell of the car body, while more landed on the shield, dented and useless, and fell freely downwards.

Until the bullet attack stopped, before Steve could breathe a sigh of relief, Natasha in the co-pilot exclaimed, "Be careful, there's one ahead too!"

As if following her warning, the Ford suddenly and violently trembled, carrying a huge inertia backwards, and the speed of the car changed from hundreds of kilometers per hour to zero in a few seconds——

The moment the car hit something and stopped, Steve's back was pressed against the back seat of the car, and his feet suddenly kicked towards the sunroof, causing the entire sunroof cover to fly out in damage.

He held the car seat with one hand, pushed hard with his palm, and jumped out of the car window with his tall body standing upside down.

Coming out of the car, Steve turned over and stood firmly on the roof of the Ford. His sharp eyes glanced forward, and his tenacity and fearlessness immediately set off waves.

The one that collided with the Ford was a military green jeep. The fronts of both vehicles were smashed into pieces.

But this is not the point. The point is that on the roof of the jeep, there is also a young man of about thirty years old!

The young man wore a cloth mask, with dirty golden curly hair covering his head and face, revealing a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

He is wearing a uniform jacket and combat boots, and his mechanical metal left arm is particularly eye-catching. He is holding an old-fashioned AK47 in both hands.

"It's you, you can't be wrong...Bucky." Steve took a deep breath, excitement showing on his face.

Since being separated at the end of World War II, both of them have experienced death, spanning more than half a century, and now they finally meet again.

Have they ever fought side by side and gone through life and death, but now they are facing each other with different stances? Is God kidding?

Steve exhaled and took a step forward.

The familiar man in front of me called out the familiar name ‘Bucky’.

The Winter Soldier's depersonalized heart was filled with thoughts of mission instructions. In the darkness that had been silent for a long time, a few shining ripples of memory finally appeared.

However, it soon dimmed and extinguished.

The Winter Soldier had no expression on his face, mechanically raised the AK47 with both hands, pulled the trigger, and shot at his former comrade Steve who was less than five meters in front of him.

……

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building.

Although the three helicopter carriers took off from here, after continuously rising, they gradually deviated from their trajectory and headed towards the city center. They are now thousands of meters away from the surface of the headquarters building.

At this moment, a silver-haired young man wearing casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets, came to the main entrance as if he was taking a walk out of boredom.

The silver-haired young man raised his eyes, looked around, and looked at the stone sculptures holding shields and swords on the left and right of the door, and shook his head with deep irony.

He took a few steps forward and arrived at the closed main door. Infrared rays automatically detected faces and irises.

Then, a mechanical prompt sounded, "This user does not have permission to enter the headquarters, please leave immediately!"

"Okay." Kyle whispered to himself: "Even my permissions have been deleted. All my stuff has been taken away and used by others."

However, Weiss is not around for the time being, and he only brought one Venom this time.

"In this case, there's nothing to feel bad about." Kyle raised his left hand, and black liquid boiled out, turning into a **** membrane covering the entire arm.

Three sharp dark blades protruded from the bones of the fingers at the end of the fist, and the tips quietly pressed against the three centimeter thick tempered glass protective door.

SHIELD headquarters building, located near the director's office on the top floor.

Pierce stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked across the horizon. The three aircraft carriers were still rising steadily into the air, causing him to clench and then unclench his fists, and his palms were filled with sweat.

Overthrowing all the countries and forces on the earth, Hydra dominates and changes the world. Now there is only one last step left.

The Hydra organization has prepared for many years of dormancy and tolerance, and all the hard work and energy it has put in is just for the fear of the world at this moment!

So now, Pierce was expecting and nervous. At this moment of extreme physical and mental stress, the phone on the desk in the office suddenly rang.

Pierce stepped forward quickly and saw the number of the headquarters downstairs. He picked up the phone and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

"Director~IndoMTL.com~and, and..." The female receptionist spoke intermittently, and the communication signal was good. This was because fear made her tongue and teeth tremble uncomfortably.

Pierce had an ominous premonition in his heart and shouted: "What? Make it clear!"

The female receptionist was frightened and finally said completely, "Here comes the symbol of peace!"

"What?!" Pierce gasped, his round and rosy face turned pale, and he almost sat down on the office chair.

What he worried about most finally happened.

The lobby on the first floor of SHIELD at this time.

The tempered glass protective door is tightly closed as before, except that there is a triangular gap in the middle that can accommodate three people. The cross-section of the gap is as smooth as a mirror, and the cut triangular glass lies inward on the floor.

Regarding the triangular glass as an ordinary carpet, Kyle put away his dark claws. A large number of agents in suits and ties surrounded him, and more armed military security personnel moved closer.