Chapter 222 Davy Jones

"How is it going?"

"It's unclear. He suffered severe injuries, especially the impact of the explosion on his head at close range. Although we have tried hard to rescue him, the specific time of recovery is still..."

"Ha, ho, ha, ho~"

In a daze, Brock Rumlow heard vague chatter in his ears. He opened his eyes, and the chaotic consciousness in his mind began to return.

"Sir, he's awake!"

Natasha noticed the condition of Brock Rumlow on the hospital bed, and quickly reminded Nick Fury beside her.

"...The physical condition is basically stable, but we should try not to have too long conversations. The injured need to rest." He stepped forward and did some basic physical examinations on Brock Rumlow. The doctor in charge bowed his head in a subtle way. Zha Zi muttered something in his mouth, then turned to the director of SHIELD behind him.

Upon noticing the doctor's mouth shape, Brock Rumlow's originally dazed consciousness suddenly came to life. It was obvious that this doctor was also a member of Hydra.

"Thanks."

Not knowing what was happening under his eyes, Nick Fury watched the doctor leave, and then turned to look at Brock Rumlow, who was awake in the hospital bed.

"Tell me, agents, what exactly happened to you after you boarded the ship?"

"Where are the rest of the force?"

Faced with the inquiry, Brock Rumlow subconsciously asked a question.

"..."

"Yeah, I understand."

Although Nick Fury did not answer directly, his reaction fully explained everything.

After bowing his head in silence for a moment, Brock Rumlow raised his head and pulled his scarred face, recalling and saying: "After boarding the ship, we..."

…

"The bow of the ship, nothing unusual!"

"Deck, nothing unusual!"

"……No abnormality!"

On the surface, they are all members of SHIELD's rapid response special forces, but in fact they are all spies from the Hydra branch who infiltrated SHIELD. Of course, no matter what their identity is, it does not hinder their strength. After all, whether it is S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra, as special organizations, they do not support idlers.

Members of the special forces searched the ship, but unexpectedly found nothing.

Frowning, Brock Rumlow did not relax his vigilance because of the results of the search. On the contrary, he began to arrange for his men to conduct a more rigorous search.

"Captain, there's a situation!"

Sure enough, during the ensuing search, members of the team discovered a secret entrance on the ship.

The entrance does not look deep, and the structure should be the inner deck of a China Unicom sailboat, but the interior is pitch black. When the lid is opened, a strong fishy smell hits the face, making even the well-trained members of the special forces frown. He frowned, even looking vaguely disgusted.

"..."

Suppressing the vomiting reaction, the two team members raised their guns and walked into the deck without hesitation.

Squeak, squeak.

However, before they could take a step forward, a burst of footsteps came through the entrance.

The moment the footsteps sounded, the members of the special forces team instinctively raised their guns.

Brock Rumlow held his breath and stared at the dark entrance in front of him. Although he already knew that this mission was full of dangers when he accepted the order to board the ship, however, when he saw it with his own eyes The moment the voice and face appeared from the shadow of the entrance, the pupils in his eyes shrank subconsciously.

At the same time, he subconsciously pulled the trigger in his hand.

Bang, bang——

The cathartic bullets sprayed out with brilliant tongues of flame. As Brock Rumlow fired, other members of the special forces seemed to have pulled the trigger of their submachine guns. A large number of bullets were fired, accurately hitting the tall figure in the shadow. However, these bullets fired did not have the effect that everyone expected.

A sharp roar came from his mouth,

From the figure's face, two slender objects like octopus tentacles shot out from the shadows. These tentacles were so fast that the two team members standing at the front had no time to dodge before they were wrapped tightly around their necks.

The next moment, the astonishing power transmitted from the tentacles caused the faces of the two members to change color.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Seeing this scene, Brock Rumlow quickly opened his mouth, pointed his submachine gun at the shadow, and shouted loudly.

Waving his tentacles, he waved the two entangled team members around like toys. Faced with such terrifying power, the fragile necks of the two special forces members could not withstand such damage. They didn't even have time to scream. Each one bent into a twisted shape and lost its sound.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his two elite soldiers being killed so easily, Brock Rumlow cursed secretly, but did not dare to stop the movements of his hands.

However, these firearms and bullets, which are so powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, are obviously not helpful to the mission of the special forces.

Bang, bang——

He released his tentacles and casually threw the two corpses on the deck. The tall figure also stepped out of the shadows.

"!!!"

Although he had seen it vaguely in the shadows, Brock Rumlow couldn't help showing a shocked expression when he saw the opponent's appearance so clearly on the deck.

Although the body shape still retains the shape of a human, he is dressed in a retro outfit that would only be worn by a medieval captain. His face looks like an octopus, and his face is covered with octopus-like tentacles, constantly twisting like a living creature.

The appearance of the figure on the ship was obviously beyond the expectations of Brock Rumlow and others. Even though they had seen the alien legion in the New York battle, they still let them see this sea creature-like monster in front of them. I panicked unconsciously.

"Everyone, welcome to the Flying Dutchman. It's been too long since I've seen a guest boarding the ship."

In panic, the monster opposite stopped in his tracks, took off his captain's hat that was already covered with shells, and revealed his strange dark brown head like an octopus: "I am Davy Jones, the captain of this ship." He lowered his head. After saying hello, the monster named Davy Jones put his hat back on, and scanned the people in front of him with his small eyes: "Okay, the hello is over, now it's time to plunder, as a boarder" Guests of the Flying Dutchman, you are very lucky, because I will give you eternal life in exchange for working for me!"

As Davy Jones finished speaking, a large number of tentacles shot out from his face again.

And Brock Rumlow shouted to the remaining team members without hesitation: "Shoot!"