I Am In Marvel Chapter 443: Caesar’s back-up plan

Rising and remaining at an altitude of five thousand meters, the helicopter carrier finally returned to normal navigation.

After the baptism of previous fierce battles, the helicopter carrier left a mess of tragic traces on both the surface of the shell and the interior of the cabin.

The aircraft carrier's shell and deck were cracked in many places, with extremely serious gaps. In order to ensure that no more accidents occurred, the staff could only use iron plates to repair and seal the holes. It's like patching a new, gorgeous dress with a few conspicuous rag patches.

The third engine vortex was still emitting wisps of black smoke and making a "clicking" noise.

Interior of the helicopter carrier.

The staff has begun to clean the passages and cabins, take away the bodies and the wounded, and return the instruments, tables and chairs to their original positions. However, many people still had a daze in their eyes, and their faces were stiff and expressionless, obviously they had not yet reacted to the sudden attack.

The scene can only be described in two words - tragic!

It’s so tragic.

In the main driving hall.

Under the organization of Director Fury and Agent Hill, some staff members were reorganized into a driving team to conduct indiscriminate monitoring of the damaged helicopter carrier and count the casualties and property losses caused by the attack.

Captain America Steve, Black Widow Natasha, and Hawkeye Barton sat side by side on a step in the hall, looking at the post-war restoration site below in a trance.

"We lost this game." Steve lowered his chin with his hands, his handsome young face solemn, and sighed softly: "We lost completely. Sure enough, we can't underestimate the aliens. Loki in the divine realm is a very difficult guy."

Natasha sighed with emotion: "Captain, was the previous war better? There were no scheming spies lurking, there were no gifted aliens involved, and there were no magic hammers flying around."

“It’s hard to say.” Steve shook his head and said, “I was too careless this time. I used to rely on that person’s back and follow his figure, but now I can only step on my own step by step. Feel your way forward."

Natasha lowered her head and whispered: "Me too!"

Always following that person, your body and mind will inevitably become slack, and you will never be able to become a hero on your own.

Director Fury came from a distance, glanced at the three Steves who were still immersed in failure, and said calmly: "In the previous raid, twenty-six SHIELD agents were killed and injured. There are countless. Among them, Agent Coulson did not have time to provide first aid and died."

"He's dead." Director Fury's tone became extremely heavy.

Agent Coulson.

One of the veteran agents who assisted Fury in founding the Avengers. As long as he is a member of the Avengers, it is estimated that everyone does not know him.

"Damn it!" Bart blamed himself and slammed his fist on the floor.

Steve was silent, not knowing what to say.

"What about Young Master Caesar, is he okay?" Natasha asked with concern.

Fury nodded and said: "Caesar is fine. He's just still in a coma. In the battle just now, he has exceeded his physical limit and will no longer be able to participate in the next battle."

"It's good that the person is fine." Natasha lowered her head in shame. Just now, they didn't help at all.

Director Fury looked at the silent Steves, and suddenly took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "You three are the top agents and super soldiers on the planet. You will not give up just after encountering such a setback. Right? Don’t forget who you are!"

Steve and the three of them were all trembling.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, we are... Avengers!"

Steve clenched his fists and slowly stood up from the steps. At the same time, Natasha and Barton also stood up, standing next to the captain on the left and right.

"That's right." Director Fury showed a look of relief, and said with a dark and serious face: "Don't think about shrinking, even if you bite the bullet, you have to stand up for me! Otherwise, how can you be worthy of those agents just now? Sacrifice?!"

"Indeed, no more people can be sacrificed." Natasha nodded in deep agreement.

Bart said coldly: "I will shoot my arrow at that bastard's head."

"Now..."

Director Fury was just about to say something when the door to the driving hall suddenly opened.

Thor, wearing a red cape and silver armor, constantly rubbing his messy blond hair, walked into the main driving hall, glanced at everyone and shouted: "Hey, has anyone seen my hammer?"

"Thor, you're finally awake." Natasha relaxed, blinked and said, "Can't you cast a summoning spell?"

"That's why it's strange. I can't summon my hammer." Waving his hand, Thor anxiously walked around the hall, looking around randomly, not noticing that he was almost killed earlier. Keep everything in mind and regard Mjolnir as more important than your own life.

"I know where your hammer is." Steve walked up and patted Thor's shoulder reassuringly, "My shield should be there too."

"Yes, that's great. By the way, where is my brother Loki?"

Saul thanked him first, then looked around, and said with hindsight.

This nerve-wracking reflex arc...

Everyone in the hall was speechless for a while. This funny scene just eliminated the atmosphere of depression and lamentation that had accumulated previously.

Steve said solemnly: "Loki has escaped and must be in the new Stark Industries building in the center of New York City now. He wants to use the nuclear reaction energy there to activate the magic of the universe and give it to his aliens. Legion opens a teleportation portal."

“Without further delay, we must set off immediately.”

Natasha adjusted her leather jacket a little, dusted off her body, and suddenly asked in surprise: "Wait, where is Eddie? Where did he go?"

Sam happened to walk into the driving hall to join everyone and replied: "Eddie. He said he had to get the toxin back, so he was already taking the first step in the fighter plane."

"Then we will also take off in the fighter plane and rush to New York City immediately!"

Steve, as Captain America, took the lead, followed closely by Thor, Black Widow Natasha, Hawkeye Barton, and Falcon Sam, leaving the main driving hall in a mighty manner.

Five minutes later.

A black fighter plane took off from a helicopter carrier, its wings cut through the clouds, its engine roared, and headed for the central city of New York dozens of kilometers away.

Director Fury stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the main driving hall, watching the black fighter plane disappear at the end of the line of sight, not knowing what he was thinking.

Agent Hill suddenly came up from behind him~IndoMTL.com~ and spoke in a low voice close to his ear.

"Okay, I get it."

Director Fury nodded majestically, turned around and left the driving hall alone, passed through several lengthy passages, and finally came to a hidden cabin.

He reached out and pressed the detector next to the door, confirming it through fingerprints and pupils, and then the door opened with a "click".

Director Fury stepped in and saw a table in the middle of the huge room, with enough hot dishes for ten people.

Caesar was sitting on a chair. He was so hungry that his head was almost buried on the table, consuming the highly nutritious food on the plate at superhuman speed.

Director Fury closed the door with his backhand, sat on the chair directly opposite, and said: "They have already set off. Everything is as you expected, Caesar."

"Good, that's right."

Caesar bit into a whole piece of beef, chewed it a little, and then swallowed it into his belly. He smiled innocently and said: "The war has just begun."