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Facing the hail of bullets, Steve took the SHIELD communication system from Natasha's hand and put it on the back of his neck.

"I don't want to go to Afghanistan to sell missiles now! I just need the support of missiles! And! How did you contact me?" With that, Steve took out another wooden door in his hand and opened it to the people led by Crossbones. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents rushed forward in fan formation.

Far away on the tarmac of the Stark Industries Building, Tony Stark shrugged, holding the phone to his ear with one hand, and taking the red file handed to him by Pepper Potts with the other hand. He signed his name on it and said to Steve on the phone, "This is not simple. The area in your home has been blocked. Global satellites can connect to non-military communication systems like yours. , but you are really awesome, you actually have an underground villa!"

Listening to the sound on the back of his neck, Steve, who was charging with the wooden door in the underground villa, walked a little faster, and the iron sword in his hand transformed into a rough stone.

Faced with a soldier rushing toward him with a heavy blast shield in his hand, Steve released his weapon as he aimed at his target.

"Crack!"

The sound of clean fractures and clicking sounds.

Steve rushed forward and kicked the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldier who fell to the ground with a broken calf in the stomach. He immediately lowered two wooden doors in front of him to block the three rockets flying toward him with their tails wagging. .

Hidden in the flames of the explosion, Steve leaned against the wooden door and yelled at Tony Stark, who was still offline, "You know what happened to me? Why don't you give me a missile?" Ground support?"

"Hiss... you heard the explosion! As we all know, I, Tony Stark, am only responsible for researching weapons, but I don't have the authority to use weapons. Hehe, and I really want to see you in such a mess. .”

The fire gradually dissipated, and Steve rubbed the explosion dust on his nose, "Come on, can you talk less and do more? If you can't support me with missiles, you can shield the entire city's electronic equipment for me!"

While Steve was sitting behind the wooden door chatting with Tony Stark, three or five S.H.I.E.L.D. agents wearing explosion-proof shields blocked Natasha's bullets hiding behind the wooden door in the distance, and all fired at the person hiding behind the wooden door. Steve rushed over from behind the wooden door.

Steve stood up and rubbed his neck. He always felt uncomfortable with the piece of SHIELD communication system that looked like a soft glue cake stuck to his neck.

Kicked away a SHIELD agent who tried to use a blast shield against him.

The explosion-proof shield kicked by Steve, which could have blocked the sniper bullets, was directly penetrated by Steve's kick, and the SHIELD agent was kicked dozens of meters away.

The other two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were about to use their blast shields against Steve to immobilize him, but when they saw Steve kicking through the blast shield, they were stunned for a moment while holding the blast shield. Don't know if they should continue their original mission of trapping Steve with a blast shield.

"Hey, look at my big baby!"

Steve swept the iron sword in his hand, instantly cutting open the two explosion-proof shields parked in front of him. The two S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers behind the explosion-proof shields quickly let go of their hands and turned into two sections of explosion-proof shields, rushing back in a fit of piss. own team.

On the other side, Tony Stark, who had already boarded the helicopter, said in confusion, "Aren't you still fighting? Why are you still looking at such a big treasure?"

"When attacked by firearms, your health will be reduced by a little!"

Blood volume: 3/20, one and a half small red hearts.

Just when Steve thought he could hide behind the wooden door and recover, a sniper bullet passed through the wooden door from the air and focused on the silver helmet on his head.

Looking at the three points of blood on his panel, Steve was excited and rushed out with the iron sword.

"What the hell, baby, give me some support! Otherwise, don't blame me for attacking Miss Pepper Potts, hehe." Seeing the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent hanging in the air on a wire with a sniper rifle aimed at him again, Shi Tiff placed the wooden door in his hand and held it in front of him.

The sound of bullets hitting the wooden door was heard, and Natasha in the distance was the same, hiding behind the wooden door and being attacked by more than a dozen bullets at all times.

"Miss Natasha, please give me some strength, I only need five seconds!" Steve stared at the health bar on his panel. His current hunger level is full, so it only takes five seconds. HP will be restored by being attacked.

Natasha, who was more than ten meters behind Steve, listened to Steve's words, looked down at the two loaded submachine guns in her hands, and stood up suddenly!

"You didn't say you needed five seconds. If you needed support, wouldn't you have just said so?"

Natasha looked at the several SHIELD agents targeting her in the distance, ignoring the whizzing bullets flying in the air.

Holding two submachine guns in both hands, he boldly stepped out of the wooden door and pressed the triggers at the fan-shaped SHIELD agents in the distance, especially those agents who were hiding behind the crowd and preparing to reload, with shoulder-resistant rockets. All were Natasha's main goals.

The sniper hanging in the air noticed Natasha walking out of the bunker. As soon as he turned the muzzle on Natasha, a bullet silently penetrated his palm and sank into his chest.

Steve, who was hiding behind the wooden door and waiting for the time to recover his health, stared dumbfounded at Natasha, who seemed to be possessed by Stallone. He single-handedly beat up a whole group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents with two submachine guns. I dare not raise my head...

Bald female Natasha Stallone...

When Natasha saw Steve looking at her, holding a submachine gun and suppressing fire on everyone in SHIELD, Natasha had time to nod to Steve.

Facing such a proud Natasha, Steve couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

As Natasha fired her submachine guns all the way, Steve continued not to be attacked, and his blood volume began to recover.

This is very Minecraft's way of regenerating blood!

As long as the hunger level is full and no damage is taken within five seconds, the blood volume will increase rapidly.

After the blood volume was restored to full, Steve pushed open the wooden door behind him, "It's my turn now."

Natasha rolled and hid behind her wooden door and started to reload.

The bullets hit the iron armor on Steve's body. However, the iron armor has real-life attributes that reduce the effects of gun attacks by %. It also has the Minecraft attributes of the iron armor, which reduces the effects of gun attacks by %. s damage.

Strings of firelights lit up on the shining silver armor, but these firelights couldn't even stop Steve's steps.

Crossbones, who had been carrying the blast shield in front of the SHIELD agent, looked at Steve who looked like a human tank, his heart was beating wildly, and he yelled at the SHIELD agents behind him who were holding rockets, "Hurry up and reload!"

A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who had loaded the rocket just stood up from behind the explosion-proof shield, and a little blood bloomed on his head!

"Close the door! Let Steve go!" Natasha took out a new fully loaded submachine gun from her back and suppressed the group of agents carrying rockets.

Without the rocket attack, Steve, wearing twenty tons of armor, directly crushed several explosion-proof shields and rushed into the fan-shaped formation formed by SHIELD agents.

Just after Steve chopped off a SHIELD agent with a knife, Crossbones suddenly fell on Steve from the side, his legs crossed and locked Steve's right hand holding the iron sword, and his hands He entered the Ultraman choke position, lying on Steve's back with a red face, and locked Steve.

Steve looked down at the thick tattooed arms around his neck and fell backwards.

bang...

clack clack...

When Steve stood up again, the hands that locked his neck and the feet that locked his right hand had fallen off involuntarily.

Just as Steve was killing everyone, Tony Stark's voice sounded again from the S.H.I.E.L.D. communication system that Steve had put on the back of his neck and had not made a sound for a long time.

"I have taken off immediately from the New York Airport. In about ten minutes, a spherical Black Mamba missile will explode over your ground area due to a weapons test error."

"What the hell, Black Mamba, Yellow Mamba! I'm glad you can come to Kobe now! I need support!" Steve lifted a SHIELD soldier who grabbed his thigh with one hand and threw it out, " A nuclear bomb would be the best!"

Tony Stark on the other end of the call was climbing up a private plane and almost missed the stairs. "Do you think nuclear bombs are cabbage? There is only a black mamba to support you! Wish yourself the best of luck!"

Steve kicked away a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who was charging towards him with a dagger, and replied to Tony Stark, "Fuck you, I'm very confident, you're just asking for your blessings for me." Come on! If you die, I can only hold Miss Pepper Potts in my arms with tears in my eyes!"

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