Marvel turns into Iron Man

421 Chapter 419 An Embarrassing Meeting

At this moment, George Bartok's mood was broken, and he was extremely sad.

He did realize that he had been tricked, but the question was what could he do?

You can't leak your identity out and call out that the captain is a friendly army, stop the fire, right?

Even if Rogers stopped attacking, so what, does Bartok still want to do this job?

Although they are both colleagues of S.H.I.E.L.D., regular agents are definitely not of the same class as their non-staff counterparts.

For example, although they were all born by the same mother, the gap between them is so big, and the official ones don't even know the existence of these supernumeraries.

The glass on the front of the bridge was shattered into pieces by the vibrating gold shield, and after defeating Bartok's adjutant, it was directly stuck on the console behind.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Bartok stomped hard, and rushed towards the hatch on the right side of the bridge like a cheetah.

When Rogers turned over and jumped into the bridge, all he was left with was an open hatch.

"Bartok escaped, repeat, Bartok escaped."

As Captain Rogers said, he stretched out his hand and pulled his vibrating gold shield out of the console that was emitting electric sparks, and sucked it back onto his arm.

After all, Zhenjin is a special kind of inert metal that does not conduct electricity, so he is not afraid of problems such as leakage.

"Sir, all the hostages have been freed. Agent Sitwell is instructing them to regain control of the mobile launch platform."

Lang Mlow led two of his agents to protect and walked beside the Aegis staff, and replied with a Bluetooth headset.

They also need to kill the enemies who are still alive as soon as possible and throw them into the sea to prevent these people from doing evil again.

It's fair, isn't it? You group of vicious mercenaries intend to kill our S.H.I.E.L.D. members, so isn't it normal for us to retaliate with an eye.

At this time, Rhodes had arrived at the orbit of the satellite launch platform in the blink of an eye, but there was still no trace of Bartok around.

"Natasha, you go and help Rumlow protect the safety of the hostages—"

There was no reply from Natasha in the communication channel, which made Rogers frowned.

But soon, he had no time to worry about it, because George Bartok came out of nowhere.

He stepped on Rogers' vibrating gold shield fiercely, and the powerful force made him take two steps back while holding the shield.

If it wasn't for his quick reaction, if Baroque had stepped firmly in this kick, he might have lost his center of gravity.

Rogers didn't have time to think about it, the other party didn't mean to stop attacking.

Seeing that his blow failed, Baroque added another kick, one kick after another forced Rogers to keep retreating.

The captain finally knew why George Baroque was nicknamed [Baroque the Leaper].

His legs are really strong, and he doesn't even need to be weaker than his own strength.

I am afraid that this is already the limit that ordinary human beings can achieve.

Rogers found a lot of shadows of oriental martial arts in Baroque's leg skills, so naturally he dared not relax.

Several attempts by the shield failed, and he could only try to use brute force to subdue the opponent.

It has to be said that the only thing Stephen Rogers can show is his brute force.

He just seized an opportunity, and the shield directly hit Baroque's waist, sending Baroque flying several meters away and falling to the ground.

The floor of the cabin is all solid alloy, and even after flying out, Rogers can hear the sound of the opponent's head touching the floor.

"I thought you could do something without a shield—"

Bartok turned over with a kite, rolled up from the floor, and said cold words to Rogers.

"I could spend the whole day with you, try—"

Rogers reached out and untied his helmet, took off the shield on his arm and sucked it on his back.

He slightly moved his shoulders twice, and put on a posture, with a sneer on his face.

The two fought for another round afterwards, but they still couldn't do anything to each other.

Rogers naturally discovered this problem, so he could only choose a more bullying method.

He ignored the opponent's counterattack, grabbed Bartok's waist and pushed him back, and then slammed into the door panel behind him.

And Bartok couldn't break free from Rogers' grip at all, and was directly slammed into the door by Rogers.

The door panel was only made of wood, so naturally it couldn't stand the ravages of the two big men, and it exploded in anger at that time.

Seeing that Bartok was still planning to fight back, Rogers was heartbroken and punched him until he passed out.

Until this time, he had time to get up from the floor and look at the surrounding environment.

"Oh—it's really an awkward meeting."

A somewhat lazy female voice came from a distance, and it sounded so familiar to him.

Sure enough, a few meters away, Natasha turned her head and glanced at him, her hands kept jumping on the keyboard.

This is the launch control room of the mobile launch platform, and Rogers immediately thought of the answer.

"What are you doing, Natasha?"

"Just backing up the hard drive—it's a good habit."

Natasha said without looking back, her frivolous words made Rogers a little annoyed.

"Rumlow needs your help, but what are you doing here?"

"He is also an adult, whether he needs help or not."

Natasha finally hit the Enter key, then stopped what she was doing, and looked at the loading bar on the computer screen.

"Are you... saving the internal database of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Rogers didn't know much about such things, but he asked if he knew what he didn't understand.

"Yes, the kind that saves as much as you can, that's all."

The problem is - Natasha doesn't seem to be going to tell this mechanical idiot what the hell she's doing.

She was not in the mood to explain to him at all, so she followed what he said to find a rather far-fetched answer for herself.

However, Rogers believed it. After all, even if he didn't believe it, he couldn't understand what the woman in front of him and his teammates were doing.

"Our mission should be to rescue the hostages?"

"That was your task, not mine...and you did it beautifully, which is great."

Natasha replied with a smile. After seeing the progress bar, she reached out and pulled it out, and put it in the inner pocket of the battle uniform.

"Your actions threaten the entire rescue operation, girl."

Rogers reached out and grabbed Natasha who was about to slip away on tiptoe, pulled her to his side and reprimanded her.

"I think you're making too much of a fuss, Steve."

It's just that Natasha didn't seem to realize that there was something wrong with her behavior.

Rogers was about to continue to say something, when the two heard a loud noise coming from the door.

Before Natasha had time to pull the pistol out of the holster on her right thigh, a shock bomb with red light was thrown over.

If Rogers hadn't used the shield as a baseball bat to hit the baseball in time, I'm afraid both of them would be in trouble.

PS:

Ah - so boring