I Am In Marvel Chapter 439: Falling! Caesar’s true strength! (Part 1)

In the main driving hall.

Warning lights flashed in various corners, and when the engine turbine shut down prompts were heard, the chaotic hall suddenly fell silent. From Director Fury to the staff, they all held their breath nervously.

The helicopter carrier only has four engine vortexes in total. Just one of the engines was damaged, which has seriously affected the normal navigation of the entire aircraft carrier. And at an altitude of 10,000 meters in the sky, half of the engine vortices are turned off at the same time...

What does this mean? I guess no one knows this.

Buzz

If you can definitely see it from the outside, the power source of the helicopter carrier at this time, the first and second engine vortex on the same side gradually stopped rotating, leaving only the third and fourth engines on the other side. High load operation.

But the boost from the two engines alone is not enough to keep the helicopter carrier afloat.

As the helicopter carrier trembled violently again, it then tilted toward the side that lost its power source, and soon exceeded an angle of more than thirty degrees. The two stopped engine vortices dragged the aircraft carrier like a burden, and began to crash toward the thunderclouds and land below.

"Wow!" "Careful!" "Catch everything!"

Screams continued in the main driving hall. The originally smooth tempered steel floor has now become a fatal shaking slope. Coupled with the weightless feeling of falling downwards, the people and items inside kept sliding to one side, and most of them were piled up on the floor in the main driving hall. On the bottom floor-to-ceiling windows.

Some SHIELD personnel who responded quickly used fixed equipment and walls as handrails to stabilize their bodies in a thrilling way.

When the aircraft carrier tilted and fell, Patton shot an arrow in time and nailed it to the ceiling. The tail of the arrow dragged a steel cable, and the tail end was connected to his waist, thereby hanging himself in mid-air in the hall.

His eyes were as dark as ink, and his face was emotionless. He once again drew out a modified arrow, put it on the bowstring, and pointed it at the bridge that controlled the vortex operation of the third and fourth engines. His intention was completely exposed.

"The mission ends here, Lord Loki."

Barton whispered lightly and shot the arrow decisively, but before the arrow flew halfway, a pistol was thrown down from above and intercepted the arrow without hesitation.

"Huh?" Barton looked up and saw a black figure falling gracefully from the highest passage, with bright red short hair flying wildly.

The exquisite long legs wrapped in a tight black leather jacket kicked Barton's wrist with a strong wind, just enough to knock the special-effect bow out of his hand.

"You!"

Barton's eyes were sharp and he punched back, but the flexibility of the opponent's body was amazing. The moment he avoided the attack, his slender legs clamped his arm, and the other leg wrapped around his neck.

Use your limbs as weapons, tighten them!

The person who came was none other than Natasha, the black widow. She tied Barton with her feet and grabbed the steel rope with her hands. The two of them were suspended in the air in the hall, swinging left and right like a pendulum. She shouted coldly: "Still... Don’t you wake up? Barton!”

Barton struggled hard with both hands, but his neck was strangled, his face turned red from the suffocation, and he was unable to exert all his strength and breathe normally, and his resistance became increasingly weakened.

The originally dark eyes gradually regained their clarity and radiance during this process.

Barton gave up resistance completely and patted Natasha on the shoulder. Natasha seemed to feel something and loosened the leg that was holding her neck.

Barton coughed a few times and breathed heavily, "Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Knowing that Barton had regained consciousness, Natasha couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She looked up at the entrance of the passage and saw Steve carrying Thor and Eddie on his back as they entered the hall holding on to the sloping wall.

"You guys are here."

Director Fury in the corner saw a few people, and the solemnity on his face disappeared a bit. He looked at Agent Hill who climbed to the bridge and asked loudly: "How about restarting those two engine turbines?" Spin?"

Agent Hill held on to the bridge, pulled out the arrow stuck on it, quickly bounced the five fingers of one hand, manipulated the virtual screen, and replied: "It can be restarted, but it will take time! At least three minutes!"

"Three minutes?"

Director Fury frowned deeply. At this moment, the aircraft carrier apparently fell into a thundercloud. The sound of thunder could not be heard. Several bolts of lightning struck directly on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tempered glass burst into shocking cracks.

The people lying on the floor-to-ceiling windows screamed and climbed up on the sloping floor.

Agent Hill said hurriedly: "At this falling speed, we will crash with the aircraft carrier in about two minutes, not to mention three minutes!"

"In such a short period of time, it was too late to evacuate by fighter planes or to request support."

Director Fury said to himself, calmly thinking about a solution, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, given their current situation, there seemed to be no other option but to wait for death.

Many S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel looked at the thunderclouds that were continuously retreating outside, crying in despair.

Manpower is limited after all. It is not easy to stop an aircraft carrier of hundreds of tons from falling.

"Sorry, it's all my fault." Recalling what he had done, Barton covered his face with his hands and blamed himself.

"It's not your fault, you were controlled by Loki."

Natasha took a deep breath and looked at Steve, "What should we do now, Captain"

"Let me think about it."

Steve handed Thor to Eddie and touched his chin. Kyle's face flashed through his mind for the first time, and he quickly shook his head.

Even if Kyle is here, he can't solve the current mess, right? What's more, no one else is on Earth right now...

Suddenly remembering something, Steve took out a small flip phone from his trouser pocket and dialed a series of phone numbers.

After the phone rang for a few seconds, it was connected, and Caesar's slightly immature response came: "Captain, I'm still busy here, don't you feel it?"

As if following his words, the bottom of the falling helicopter carrier trembled with another roar, which was far more terrifying than a lightning strike.

"The first and second engine systems have been hacked, and the helicopter carrier we are on is falling."

Steve conveyed the urgent message succinctly, and even he didn't know why he thought of Caesar at this moment. You know, those children who are a few years old are fighting against the invincible poisonous giant at the bottom.

"I've felt it a long time ago, don't worry! As long as I'm here, everything will be fine."

Caesar's words were childish but firm, making it hard to believe that he was only less than five years old, and he was also fighting against the strongest creature at the same time.

Where does his confidence come from?

Steve had many thoughts running through his mind, and finally chose to believe it.

"Do you believe me?" "Of course."

Seventy years ago, that life-and-death conversation on the runaway train echoed in Steve's ears again.

"So... that's it." Steve raised the corners of his mouth and hung up the flip phone in his hand. In this regard, Natasha looked at him puzzled.

"You'll know in a minute. ~IndoMTL.com~ Steve looked out the window, which was still falling, and clenched his hands quietly.

On the bottom floor of the helicopter carrier, in the dark space enclosed by dark spider webs.

"How dare you answer the phone after fighting with me? Please be more serious!!!"

A roar like a monster sounded.

The poisonous giant blasted out a powerful punch, knocking Caesar away. There were still a few circles of white waves and strong wind at the end of the fist. It took a step forward and stepped on the five-star buckler on the ground, so hard that its feet sank into the floor.

Caesar hit the tough dark spider web and broke through two walls before stopping.

"Are you serious?"

With dazzling red eyes igniting, Caesar tore open the spider webs hanging on his body and stood up. He suddenly threw the Mjolnir aside and smiled innocently.

"Actually, I have no intention of continuing to play with you."