Chapter 439： come down! Caesar's true strength! (on)

Chapter 439 falls! Caesar's true strength! (on)

Inside the main driving hall.

The warning lights flashed everywhere, and when the engine turbine was turned off, the messy hall suddenly stood still. Up to the director of Furui, down to the staff, Qi Qi nervously hold his breath.

The helicopter carrier has only four engine vortexes in total, and only one of the engines is damaged, which has seriously affected the normal navigation of the entire aircraft carrier. And at the height of the 10,000-meter sky, at the same time close half of the engine vortex...

what does this mean? It is estimated that no one does not know.

‘嗡——’

If you can see it outside, at this time, the power source of the helicopter carrier, the first and second engine vortex on the same side gradually stop rotating, leaving only the third and fourth engines on the other side to operate at high load. .

It can be promoted by two engines alone, and the helicopter is kept empty.

As the helicopters trembled again and then tilted toward the side where the power source was lost, it quickly exceeded the 30-degree angle. The two stopped engines vortex, as if dragging the aircraft carrier, began to fall to the bottom of the thunder cloud and land.

"Wow--" "Be careful!" "Catch things!"

The screaming in the main driving hall, the original smooth and tempered floor, has now become a deadly slope, coupled with the weight loss of falling down, the internal personnel and items are constantly falling to one side, mostly stacked on the floor-to-ceiling window at the bottom. on.

Some of the quick-response SHIELD personnel use the fixed equipment and walls as handrails to thrillively support the body.

When the aircraft carrier leaned and fell, Barton fired an arrow in time, nailed it to the ceiling, dragged the steel cable at the end of the arrow, and connected the waist to the tail to suspend himself in the hall.

His eyes were dark and inky, and there was no emotion on his face. He once again pulled out a modified arrow and placed it on the bowstring, aiming at the control of the third and fourth engine vortex, with the intention of being exposed.

"The mission is all over, Rocky."

Barton whispered and decisively shot the arrow, but the arrow flew halfway, and a pistol was thrown from above, and the arrow was intercepted unbiasedly.

"Well?" Barton looked up at the top of his head and saw that from the highest passage, a black figure fell sharply, and the bright red short hair fluttered.

The exquisite long legs wrapped in black skinny leather, kicked on Barton's wrist with a strong wind, just kicked out the special effect bow in his hand.

"you!"

Barton’s eyes were sharp, and his fists hit back, but the flexibility of the other body was amazing, avoiding the moment of attack, the slender legs gripping his arm, and the other leg wrapped around his neck.

Use your limbs as a weapon and tighten!

The person who came here was the black widow Natasha. She tied Barton with her feet and grabbed the steel cable. The two men hung together in the air in the hall. The pendulum seemed to sway from side to side, and coldly sighed: "Not awake. What? Barton!"

Barton struggled with his hands, but his neck was stretched, his face was red, he could not make full force and normal breathing, and the resistance was more and more attenuated.

The original dark eyes, in the process, gradually restored the clear glow of the clear.

Barton completely gave up the resistance and patted Natasha's shoulder. Natasha seemed to feel it, loosening the leg that stretched his neck.

Barton had a few coughs and a big mouthful of breath. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Knowing that Barton was awake, Natasha could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and looked up at the passageway. She saw Steve carrying Sol and Eddie, and the two men leaned into the hall and entered the hall.

"You can count it."

The director of Fury at the corner saw a few people, and the dignity on his face erased a few points. His eyes cast on the Hiller who climbed to the bridge and asked aloud: "How can I restart the two engine vortexes? ”

Hilter helped the bridge and unplugged the arrow. The one-handed five-finger bounced quickly and manipulated the virtual screen. He replied: "You can restart, but it takes time! At least three minutes!"

"three minutes?"

Director Frey frowned deeply. At this time, the aircraft carrier apparently fell to the Thundercloud group, and the snoring sounded incessantly. Several lightnings were directly on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tempered glass burst into a shocking crack.

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

Hilter hurriedly said: "With such a falling speed, don't say three minutes, we will crash with the aircraft carrier in two minutes or so!"

"In such a short period of time, whether it is the evacuation of a fighter or the request for support is too late."

Director Frei talked to himself and calmly thought about the solution, but even if he tried his best, in addition to waiting for his current situation, there would be no second choice.

Many of the SHIELD personnel, looking at the thunderclouds that are constantly going up and down, have been desperately crying.

After all, manpower is limited. It is easy to stop a hundreds of tons of aircraft carriers from falling down.

"Sorry, it's all my fault." Recalling what he was doing, Barton licked his face and blamed himself.

"Don't blame you, you are controlled by Rocky."

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

"Let me think about it."

Steve handed Sol to Eddie, touched his chin, and brushed Kyle's face for the first time, and soon shook his head again.

Even if Kyle is in, can't solve the current mess? Not to mention that others are not on Earth now...

What Steve suddenly remembered, took out a small flip phone from his trouser pocket and dialed a bunch of phone numbers.

After the phone rang for a few seconds, it passed, and Caesar responded with a tender response: "Captain, I am still busy here, don't you feel it?"

Like following his words, the helicopter carrier in the fall, the bottom of the roaring tremble again, far more terrible than lightning.

"The first and second engine systems were hacked, and our helicopter carrier was falling."

Steve succinctly conveyed the urgent message, and even he didn't know why he remembered Caesar at this juncture. You know, the older child is at the bottom of the fight against the invincible toxin giant.

"I have felt it for a long time, rest assured! I am here, everything will be fine."

Caesar's words are tender and firm, unbelievable, he is only five years old, and also against the strongest creatures.

Where does his confidence come from?

Steve had a lot of thoughts in his mind and finally chose to believe.

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

Seventy years ago, on the runaway train, the conversation that had been entrusted to life and death re-emerged in Steve’s ear.

"It turns out...so." Steve cocked his mouth and hung up his flip phone. In this regard, Natasha looked at him puzzled.

"You will know it later."

Steve looked out the window, it was still falling, and his hands were quietly clenched.

The bottom of the helicopter is in the dark space enclosed by the dark spider web.

"And I dare to answer the call? Please give me a serious point!!!"

It’s like a monster’s roar.

The toxin giant slammed a fist and fired Caesar out. There were still a few white waves and strong winds in the fist. It stepped forward and slammed the five-star shield on the ground, and the hard feet were straight into the floor.

Caesar squatted on the tough dark spider web and smashed two layers of walls in succession.

"Seriously?"

The eyes lit the glaring red light, Caesar ripped open the spider web hanging on his body, and suddenly threw the thunder hammer in his hand to the side, smiling innocently.

"In fact, I have no thoughts and you continue to play."

(End of this chapter)