After everyone heard a dull noise, an agent next to Coulson collapsed with his bloody neck covered.

"Sniper!"

In the cry of a passer-by agent a, another bullet fell and hit agent Simmons, who was about to open the door for Nick Frey, on the shoulder. Even with the help of the exoskeleton, Simmons was still hit by the impact of the bullet, turned a circle, and then collapsed to the ground.

"Colson! Run! "

Nick Frey looked at Colson standing in the open area without cover, and countless forces poured out of him. Then he jumped and jumped at Colson in mid air.

The Hydra killer with a sniper gun in the distance wanted to hit Colson, but Nick Fury's bald head was too bright in the sun, so he subconsciously shifted the muzzle of the gun.

"Bang!"

A blood flower bloomed in the air. Nick Frey, who was shot in the back, screamed and fell in front of Colson. Then he pressed Colson under him.

"Chief! Chief! " Colson felt the trembling of each other's body and the warm blood flowing on his face.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! "

The sniper did not intend to let Nick Fury go. He fired three shots in a row, all of which hit Nick Fury.

"Director!" Colson burst into tears.

"Ah ah ah ah!" Nick Fury, who could not feel his back, grabbed his pistol with three bullets left and pulled the trigger in the direction of the sniper. Only a few hundred meters away, the pistol bullets he shot disappeared immediately.

Looking at each other's ferocious face, the sniper silently took down the finished magazine, and then got up to pack his weapons. When he grabbed the weapons, the red star on the mechanical arm was shining in the sunlight.

"Woo... Woo..." after the shooting stopped, the gunfire on the field also stopped. Both Hydra and s.h.i.e.l.d. agents looked at Nick Fury trying to stagger to his feet.

"Chief, what are you doing?"

"Hoo... Hoo..." Nick straightened up, the gun in his hand was still in the state of bullet hammer bouncing. He dropped his pistol and looked at the messy battlefield. "Colson, what's your expression? I'm Nick Frey, director of Divine Shield! " Speaking of this, Nick Frey reluctantly took a few steps to the car.

"It's my responsibility to protect my subordinates. It doesn't matter if I get hurt!"

"Sir!"

"Now you go and get out of here. The battle is not over yet!"

"We'll take you with us!" As soon as Coulson held Nick Fury, he was about to get on the bus. The Hydra agents around him immediately surrounded him. The meaning was very clear. Coulson and others either surrendered or died with Nick Fury.

Coulson and others naturally refused. The agents of the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. were ready to kill. Just as the two sides were about to fight, the last Kun fighter cruising in the sky suddenly burst into fire. Then, in the driver's Mayday sound, the Hydra soldiers guarding the bridge saw a motorcycle approaching rapidly.

"It's Captain America!" The sharp eyed soldiers saw a shield fly out again, and then smashed the engine of the Kun fighter. In the explosion of the falling Kun fighter, the motorcycles of the US team also rushed over.

"Fire! Stop him! "

The nine headed snakes knew clearly about Steve's combat effectiveness. The big muscle man with strong explosive power would be silent, the woman would drool and her legs would be soft. Seeing the other party's fierce and bad appearance, the nine headed snake immediately fired.

When he saw the other side shoot, the US team took back the shield, then blocked in front of him, then turned the motorcycle accelerator to accelerate the motorcycle to the fastest speed, then his feet worked hard, his body jumped up, turned three and a half times in a handsome 720 degree turn in the air, and finally came a superhero half kneeling landing.

The motorcycle he flew out also disintegrated in mid air, deformed into several parts, and then ignited, smashing around the Hydra soldiers like a monkey.

"Boom, boom...!"

The Hydra soldiers stationed at the bridge were all destroyed in an instant.

"Come on, call reinforcements and find Captain America! Kill him! And these people can't be saved! Kill them all! "

The Hydra agent immediately divided his troops into two ways. One team intercepted the U.S. team, and the other team began to attack the survivors of the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. who were huddled in a corner.

"Avenge the director!" The s.h.i.e.l.d. agents who thought they were doomed to escape saw the emergence of the U.S. team, which was a great morale boost. The remaining dozens picked up the weapons of their dead companions, wiped away their tears and began to fight back. For a moment, the Hydra became a tiger riding trend, and they could neither enter nor retreat. They could neither win the U.S. team nor solve those s.h.l.d. agents who were fighting tenaciously for a moment.

"Sir, what shall we do now?"

Soon the problem was handed over to Sitwell. The bald man shrank behind the bunker, listened to the sound of bullets whizzing over the forehead, and looked at the American team that was painting the copy of Hydra not far away. He only felt that a big dangerous word appeared on the forehead.

However, he still kept in mind his responsibilities as a 25-year-old.

"Don't panic, we have more than 100 people. We can destroy them. You all go to me. I'll report the war to minister pierce!"

Looking at the bald man who pretended to be calm, the Hydra agent nodded and gave the order to his deputy. He followed him out of the battlefield on the grounds of protecting him to report the war to minister Pierce.

Fortunately, the two slipped in time. As soon as they left, the new brother Falcon of the U.S. team joined the battlefield. The Falcon with flying wings was like a bomber. He threw all kinds of explosives he collected, and blew up a pile of hydras crying for their parents.

Many people tried to fight back. As a result, the other party was like a loach. They ran away after losing it. They couldn't fight or catch up. They could only watch themselves and their comrades take off to heaven.

After struggling for a few minutes, the last Hydra soldier was hit by a shield into the turbulent river.

"Sorry, I'm late!" Looking at the dead and injured and debris everywhere, the blackened American team looked apologetic.

"Nothing, it's not too late!" Nick Fury, who seemed to have his last breath, trembled, stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Captain, I have photographed Natasha to find Fisher. Your task is to find the big guys in the sky. You must not let them fall into the hands of the Hydra!"

"I see! Leave it to me! " The U. S. team secretly lamented that he lost another good comrade in arms today!

"Thank you. Go fight. It's time for me, a veteran, to have a rest!" After that, Nick Frey spread his hands and completely fainted.