Marvel's I Can Control Metal

At this time, everything in front of Pietro's eyes turned into slow motion.

Although the strange magnetic field meter built by Stark had a lot of impact on him, for Pietro, who was becoming more and more familiar with his abilities, this was not a big problem.

Even under such conditions, Pietro's speed still exceeded the limit of ordinary human nerve reflexes.

Even though the enemies were fighting from high to low, with the slightest movement of the gun muzzle just a few meters away, it was still not enough to see in front of Pietro.

There were only eleven or two enemies on the first floor, but after Pietro eliminated the remaining seven or eight people, four shield-shaped defenses that were almost like fortresses appeared in front of Pietro.

The four small mobile fortresses only exposed the visual gaps for observation and shooting. They were like small tanks. Ordinary firearms and even rockets could not completely break through the defenses.

At the same time, a large amount of firepower output was gathered at the observation port. Even the iron plate could be beaten into a sieve. They were still attacking the ruins bunker in the middle. They didn't seem to care about Pietro's position, as if they knew how to attack. Not like Pietro.

For the unarmed Pietro, it was definitely unrealistic to break through this defense with his own fists.

As Pietro took care of the remaining people, the pressure on Wanda, who was still hiding in the bunker, was much less.

The only attack fire points on the first floor were the four small forts. The fire points on the third floor were almost all focused on Rogers, who had already broken through to the third floor.

Even Captain Rogers attracted a lot of firepower on the second floor, greatly reducing Wanda's pressure.

But even so, Wanda still didn't dare to go out in the face of barrage fire from the outside world, because no matter how strong her magic ability was, her body was still weak and could not withstand bullet attacks.

But even so, Wanda relied on the combat intuition she had trained over the past few days and began to carry out indiscriminate sweeping attacks on some of the firepower points on the second floor.

He just hid behind the cover and suddenly pulled his hands back.

I saw that at a crossfire point on the second floor, three gun-wielding agents, together with all the surrounding debris, and even the guardrails above the second floor, were all pulled outwards by a huge force.

Then I saw the three people and the debris falling from the second floor and rolling towards the training ground on the first floor.

Even though Wanda was still dozens of meters away from them at this time, they still did not escape Wanda's attack range.

Then Wanda shrank her head again. Although she had eliminated three people, she felt that the firepower had become stronger.

The firepower on the second floor, because of Wanda, began to attack Wanda again, which can be regarded as sharing some pressure for Rogers on the third floor.

At this time, Rogers' figure was extremely fast. Despite his height, he could move and roll in the aisle, as if his entire body was hiding under the round shield.

All the attacks did no harm to Rogers, but Rogers quickly approached those personnel, moving so fast that many people were unable to react in time.

And as long as Rogers gets close to him, no one can withstand three moves or be knocked down.

Of course, it was also because Rogers did not hold back at all under such pressure. At close range, a sudden blow from the shield in his hand could cause a huge gap in the agent's body armor, which was like a hammer in the chest. .

But under the strong firepower, some scars appeared on Rogers' body one after another. After all, if you want to quickly knock down the enemy, you can only exchange small ones for larger ones. A few small wounds will have no impact on Rogers.

Just when Rogers continued to attack forward, he suddenly turned his head and saw the rocket suddenly shot in his direction, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

'I'm going to play so big! '

Rogers couldn't help but widen his eyes, but his body instinctively raised his shield and strode towards the other direction.

In just two steps, the rocket with a tail flame had already hit the guardrail on the third floor.

'boom! ! ! '

Outside the third floor, a huge fireball exploded instantly.

The huge impact and roar caused caused the entire training ground to tremble slightly. Compared with the rockets that hit the central bunker before, the model that bombarded Rogers at this time was obviously more than a little stronger.

The sputtered fragments and gravel also sputtered away in all directions with huge impact.

The agent closest to the explosion point seemed to have received the rocket notification long ago. After being knocked down by Rogers, he had already used the power of the hook to pull him seven or eight meters away.

But it just stopped and exploded. The powerful impact still pushed him lying on the ground three meters away and hit the wall heavily.

Rogers, on the other hand, was closer than the agent, but at the time of the explosion, Rogers was leaping in the air, half-crouched under the shield.

The huge impact of the explosion also impacted Rogers several meters away, along with other gravel fragments, which spattered on the shield, but all failed.

Rogers was seen flying seven or eight meters in the air, taking a graceful arc, and finally hit the other wall on the third floor.

Even though he was Captain America, he couldn't help but feel a dull sound of pain, but within just a second, Rogers started to move again.

Compared to the other agent, the impact was probably only one-fifth of the impact, but he was lying on the side, unable to move at all, obviously suffering serious injuries.

Rogers ran wildly again, even two minutes faster than before. This speed has far exceeded the speed of the Olympic sprint champion and is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The agent who was a few minutes closer had not yet reacted to the roar of the explosion, but was knocked down by Rogers in a few moves.

At the same time, the agent who had just fired the rocket also looked at Rogers' actions with some disbelief, but he was not stopping to prepare for the next shot.

Less than ten seconds passed. At this time, he was ready for the next attack, but when he looked at Rogers again, he was only about 50 meters away.

The positions of both parties have changed from opposite sides to the same aisle, and the distance is still getting closer.

And there are three teammates in the middle. Obviously, the current conditions make it impossible to attack again.

But Rogers didn't care about this. In his eyes, it was no longer a drill, but actual combat.

Immediately under the enemy's attack, Rogers suddenly turned around, waved his arm, and the buckler in his hand flew away instantly.

With great power, the round shield instantly flew across a distance of tens of meters and struck directly at the rocket launcher on his shoulder.

The next second, he felt as if he had been shot in the shoulder, and his whole body and the cartridge flew backwards.

Looking at the round shield again, it was embedded in the cannon's nozzle.

Leo, who had been watching all this not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly.

"There's something really wrong with Rogers' body. He broke his limit three times in a row!"