Chapter 545 You Still Have the Mood to Make Fun of Us? !

"You're not the only one who has a backup plan, Lu Dantou."

With a confident curve at the corner of her mouth, Leni looked at everyone present with a chuckle.

Then he snapped his fingers, and a projection of the whole system suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

And the image displayed was actually Director Holly imprisoned in a room somewhere!

"Sorry, I cut off my hair."

Looking proudly at the horrified bosses, Leni reached into the void, took out her pair of P30L pistols, and pointed the guns at Nick Fury and the two.

Nick Fury's eyelids twitched when he saw this, and he subconsciously wanted to draw his gun.

"Huh? I advise you not to move. You should know that no one here can be faster than me."

Leni's face was filled with the words "conspiracy succeeded", and her triumphant look was even worse than Pierce's.

However, Nick Fury did not show much surprise or fear when facing Leni's gun. It was obvious that he had made the worst plan to confront Leni with a sword before coming here.

Therefore, he had already made second-hand preparations.

"Then I advise you not to move. Even if you move quickly, you can't move faster than the bomb."

I saw Nick Fury lifting up his fur coat as he spoke, and then everyone saw that there were several C4 bombs weighing half a kilogram hidden under his coat!

A rough estimate shows that the total amount can even reach an astonishing 4 kilograms!

If this was detonated, except for Leni, who had the ability to teleport, the entire floor would be buried with Nick Fury!

"Hiss~"

Leni couldn't help but gasp when she saw this.

"You guys are so cruel to yourself."

After complaining, Leni then turned her gaze to Pierce, whose face turned the color of liver again at this moment.

"It's difficult to handle. With his condition, I'm afraid no one except me can survive here. What are you going to do?"

Hearing Leni's question, Pierce suddenly became furious, but what could he do?

"Can't you take me away with you?"

"No, space teleportation does not support bringing people along, and even I am not very sure that I will be able to leave."

Leni shrugged, then raised her eyebrows frivolously at Natasha.

Regarding space teleportation, Leni had previously told all the Avengers, including Natasha, that her space teleportation required pre-guidance, which was the so-called "10-second readout."

When the reading is completed, Leni will be teleported to the location of the [Teleport Anchor Point] set in advance within 2.5 kilometers, and a small space blue crystal block will be consumed.

Therefore, Leni, who has a ten-second guide to read, is not very sure that she can escape before Nick Fury detonates the bomb.

"Is there no room for maneuver?"

"No."

Hearing this, Pierce's brows couldn't help but frown deeply.

But Leni smiled slyly when she saw this.

"Otherwise, Mr. Pierce, will you sacrifice yourself and devote yourself to our insight plan together with all the directors?"

It has to be said that Leni is also a very brave person. She has the confidence to leave anyway, but she is actually in the mood to make such a hell joke at this moment.

However, before Pierce could respond, several other Security Council members were unwilling.

"Asshole! What are you talking about!"

"That's right! How long has it been since this happened, and you're still in the mood to make fun of us?!"

Director Ivanov and Director Pierre scolded Leni almost at the same time. Even Director Hua Guo, who had a good attitude towards Leni before, couldn't help but look angry now.

"Aha, I'm just making an opinion. If you think it's inappropriate, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Leni chuckled and made a haha, then she simply put away her pistol and crossed her arms, and sat leisurely on the sofa nearby, looking very lively.

Anyway, the control of the situation is not on her side, so there is no point in continuing to hold the gun.

What's more, Leni already knew what Nick Fury was hiding, and her previous actions were just for show.

After all, she can't really just mess around like this, can she?

Seemingly realizing that her side had the right to speak on the court, Natasha no longer pointed her pistol at Pierce.

After all, as long as the C4 on Nick Fury is detonated, no one on this floor can escape.

Instead of wasting her energy on useless work, she might as well take this opportunity to do something serious.

So, under the strange gazes of everyone, Natasha walked to the control terminal aside and began to manipulate SHIELD's confidential information.

"What is she doing?"

Director Pierre asked in confusion.

"She's lifting the encryption and putting all the secrets online."

Leni watched Natasha's movements with interest and spoke first to explain to several directors.

Natasha's hands operating the control panel stopped for a moment when she heard this, and she raised her eyes to look at Leni, who was leisurely watching the show on the sofa.

"Including Hydra..."

Facing Natasha's green eyes, Leni couldn't help but curve the corners of her mouth to catch up with the other person's words.

"And S.H.I.E.L.D."

After saying that, Leni took out her mobile phone from the void.

While everyone's eyes were focused on Natasha, she quickly pressed the screen a few times with her thumb and clicked send on an edited text message.

…

beep beep ~

The crisp text message alert sounded in the center of the silent lounge, which made the quick reaction team members, who were already in a tense atmosphere, feel nervous.

Fortunately, the source of the beep this time was the pocket of Team C captain Price, so although everyone focused their attention, they did not make any unnecessary moves.

When he heard the notification tone, the expression on Price's face couldn't help but become nervous again.

Then he kept his eyes on his old team members for a moment, then reached into his arms and took out the old Nokia that someone had given to him in advance.

At this moment, everyone present, whether they were old 141 members or other special operations team members, realized that this text message might be what Price had been waiting for.

And the information conveyed may determine the fate of each of them!

Pressing the button skillfully to open the message, Price immediately discovered that the content of the text message was actually a list.

And at the very beginning of that list, the name recorded turned out to be Agent Cohen, who had already fallen in a pool of blood!

Taking a deep breath, Price looked at the list and couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

Everyone on this list is his brother who has been born and died together in the past three years.

"Price..."

Seeing the captain's hesitation, the ghost was about to say something.

But Price waved his hand at this moment, indicating to the ghost that there was no need to say anything more.

The next second, Price suddenly raised the muzzle of the Colt M1911 in his hand and pointed it directly at the stiff-faced Locke in front of him!

"Captain, what are you..."

But before Locke, who looked frightened, could explain, a gunshot interrupted Locke's unfinished words.

Plop!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, but the person who fell was not Locke who looked stunned.

It was another special forces member standing behind him, his right hand already pressed on his gun.

Locke was stunned and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

But the next second, several special operations team members beside him pulled out their pistols at the same time, and one of them had already pointed the gun at Locke's head!

Bang bang bang bang!

For a moment, there was loud gunfire in the lounge. Several Hydra agents hidden in Team C finally lost their composure and drew their guns to attack several teammates who had fought side by side with them!

However, the sound of gunfire did not last long, and it stopped completely after just a few breaths.

The only people left standing in the lounge were a few old members of Task Force 141 and Agent Halim beside Price.

"Ahem! Ahem..."

Lying on his back in a pool of blood, coughing out a few mouthfuls of blood uncontrollably, Locke looked at the ceiling above his head with a pale face.

Only now did he realize how stupid his previous actions were.

He originally thought that there would be many neutral members like him in Team C, or maybe there would not be a few Hydra agents.

He was not surprised by Cohen's death, but what he didn't expect was that there would be so many moles around him...

Even his partner in the team's operations is from Hydra.

"Boss, what should he do?"

After wiping the blood on his face, Soap, who had just been nearly hit by a bullet in the head during the chaos, looked down at the dying Locke on the ground, feeling a little unsure for a moment.

Among the people present, he was 100% sure that they were from Hydra, starting with the guys who raised guns against them.

But for those who raised their guns and opened fire the second time, he was not 100% sure of their identity.

"Save him, he's innocent."

Price also noticed Locke who was taking in more air than coming out on the ground. He immediately walked over quickly, reached out and took out a bottle of paradise potion from his arms, and fed it into Locke's mouth.

It wasn't until he saw that the medicine was working that he relaxed a little.

Then he looked solemnly at the completely silent corpses around him.

"Remember to bury them properly."

With a sigh, Price reached out and pulled off the armband with the SHIELD eagle emblem on his shoulder and threw it to the ground.

Then he took out the armband of Task Force 141 that used to symbolize his belonging from his pocket and glued it on again.

At this moment, he is no longer a member of SHIELD's rapid response force, nor is he a mole of Hydra.

But the captain of Task Force 141 who has long been unrecognized!

When the other old members of Task Force 141 saw this, they looked at each other, then nodded and imitated the captain, and put on armbands exclusive to Task Force 141.

Looking at the familiar figures around him, Price's eyes were moistened, but he didn't say anything more. He just silently kept this trust in his heart.

"Ha...you, these guys..."

Lying on his back, Locke, who had regained his blood color at this moment, witnessed the actions of Price and others, and couldn't help laughing.

Price looked at him after hearing this, the beard at the corner of his mouth moved, and then under Locke's gaze, he extended his right hand to him.

"Welcome to 141."

Locke smiled, although the smile was a little forced, but he smiled sincerely.

Because at least he is still alive, and at least there are people he can trust waiting to be needed by him.

He raised his hand and held the calloused right hand, and under the pull of the other party, he stood up somewhat staggeringly.

Locke looked at the 141 task force members behind Price, took a deep breath, and stood up straight.

Then, in front of everyone, he imitated what Price and others had just done, and raised his hand to tear off the armband of SHIELD.

Seeing this, Soap and others laughed, and the former simply walked up and patted Locke on the shoulder.

"Although you are a little slow in reaction, you are still decent. Welcome to join."

Locke's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he wanted to refute, but he really couldn't open his mouth.

"Okay, the welcome ceremony will be held later. Just now, Lainie sent a message, asking us to support Captain Rogers and help them stop Hydra!"

After getting in a good mood, Price skillfully replaced the new magazine of the M1911 pistol in his hand, and then ordered the team members present.

"Soap, you take Locke and others to assist Captain Rogers, switch the communication channel to the old channel of 141, and Jarvis will also guide you!"

Hearing this, Soap immediately nodded and agreed, and then called Allen and others to prepare for action.

"Ghost, you and Gaz come with me, we're going to catch Rumlow!"

"Got it!"

...

Two flowers bloom, each with its own beauty.

Let's put the 141 Task Force aside for now, and turn our attention to Steve and the others.

"Captain, I think I found those bad guys you mentioned!"

Falcon Sam was quite embarrassed as he quickly dodged the bombardment of many artillery in the sky, but he still had time to make a joke.

"Are you okay?"

Steve, who had temporarily dealt with a wave of enemies, asked immediately after hearing this.

"I won't die for a while!"

Relying on his speed and the advantages of being small and more flexible, Sam kept rolling up and down in the dense artillery fire around him, trying to find the blind spot of the aerospace carrier's artillery system.

With good luck, Sam successfully found an area for him to breathe before the barrage of bullets that kept following behind him hit him.

That was the deck of the aerospace carrier.

After quickly getting rid of several Hydra agents who stayed on the deck, Sam was planning to take this opportunity to sneak into the aerospace carrier.

However, before Sam could make any move, a Quinjet that took off from the other side of the deck suddenly started its engine and rushed straight towards him!

"Shit!"

Exposing a swear word, Sam immediately re-unfolded the flying wings behind him and turned around to run.

The dense flames almost brushed Sam's heels and fell on the deck, shooting out one crater after another.

Sam, whose thrust output had been adjusted to the maximum, could only passively hide his body under the wings of the Quinjet parked around him, trying to avoid the fatal harassment of the Quinjet machine gun behind him.

But even so, there was not much space for him to hide, until he flew over the last Quinjet on the deck, and there was no shelter in front of Sam.

In a hurry, Sam could only fold up his wings and fall rapidly, just before the rain of bullets behind him hit him, and fell under the deck.

"Damn, this guy is really hard to deal with!"

With the help of the cover of the deck of the aerospace carrier, he got a little breathing space.

Sam was about to change direction and go around again, but he didn't expect the enemy to turn around and chase him again.

"Damn! It's not over yet, right!"

However, what responded to him was the orange-yellow flames spewed out by the Quinjet's machine gun.