The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapters 557, 1030, and 1031: Is Captain America a Hydra? (Part 2)

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect official vehicles to be of such good quality these days... They're even more durable than the Sherman tanks I used to ride in."

Captain America then grinned maliciously, and then calmly pulled out a second piece of C4 plastic explosive from his tactical backpack.

Captain America jokingly stepped forward again, his movements still composed, precisely placing the second piece of C4 plastic explosive at the center of the first explosion. Then, he slowly retreated, a cruel smile on his face like a cat playing with a mouse.

At the same time, he made a "good luck" gesture to Nick Fury sitting in the back seat through the car window...

"Warning: High-energy explosive detected on the left-side window. The explosion is expected to cause 47% damage to the left-side door's integrity and completely destroy the remaining armored glass. If no offensive measures are taken immediately, passengers inside the vehicle will be affected by the blast wave... Current integrity: 32%!!"

"Damn it, has the propulsion system not restarted yet?" Talos practically roared as he said this.

"The propulsion system is restarting. It is estimated to take about 10 seconds. 10, 9, 8..."

Talos glanced at his wife, pale-faced and filled with fear in his arms, then at the second deadly piece of C4 plastic explosive outside the window.

"Then let's wait a bit longer before implementing any offensive measures!!"

Talos decided to take a gamble. The Skrulls' body density is about 2 to 3 times that of ordinary humans, so as long as they are not directly hit by the shock wave of the explosion, he and his wife will most likely survive.

But if he continues to be harassed by Captain America like this, he and his wife may very well die here today.

He quickly hugged his wife tightly, shielding her with his broader chest, turning his back to the impending explosion, and roared:
"Honey, don't be afraid... Cover your ears! Close your eyes! I promise it will be over soon..."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a loud explosion came from the front window of the car.

Boom——! ! !
The second explosion was even more violent than the first. The bulletproof glass, having lost its outer cushioning, could no longer withstand the blast and was instantly shattered.

Countless shards of glass shot into the car like bullets, followed by a violent shockwave and a scorching heat wave!

"Ugh—!"

Talos felt as if he had been slammed into the back of a giant hammer, his entire body thrown against the back of the seat. The excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body, and all he could hear was a sharp ringing in his ears; he couldn't hear anything else.

Blood gushed uncontrollably from his nose, mouth, and even ears, clearly indicating that his internal organs had been severely damaged and displaced in the explosion. His vision blurred for a moment.

His wife, whom he was holding in his arms, was in a slightly better condition than him, but she was still in a sorry state.

Although Talos blocked most of the aftershocks of the explosion, the flying shards of glass bounced back and forth in the cramped interior, still cutting several bloody gashes on her arms and cheeks.

The shockwave also made her head feel dizzy.

"Talos! Talos, are you alright..." Sauron's tearful cries seemed to come from a great distance.

But at this moment, Talos could no longer comfort his wife in his arms. He shook his buzzing head, enduring the excruciating pain and nausea that almost made him faint, and with all his strength, struggled to crawl back from between the back seats to the almost blown-up passenger seat.

"[Nightingale]...Execute the offensive measures immediately, right now!!" He roared hoarsely, his mouth full of blood.

click!
Clang!
The next second, below the center console, in the area between the driver and passenger seats, an armor plate slid open quickly, and a cleverly designed "mini cannon"-style Gatling gun with four rotating barrels instantly rose up.

Furthermore, below the four barrels, there is a 40mm grenade launcher with a capacity of two rounds connected in parallel!
"Target locked, humanoid target with shield ahead." Nightingale's voice rang out.

Rat-a-tat-tat—!!
Four tongues of fire instantly spewed out four deadly bursts of flame, and scorching spent cartridge cases were continuously ejected from the gun like a waterfall, landing on the ground inside the vehicle with a crisp clanging sound, while simultaneously releasing a strong smell of gunpowder.

More than a hundred jets of metal per second were unleashed at Captain America, who was walking steadily towards him.

However, a desperate scene then unfolded!

Captain America didn't even accelerate to dodge; he simply calmly raised his iconic vibranium shield and held it in front of him.

Ding ding ding—!!!
A barrage of bullets rained down on the Vibranium Shield, creating a continuous, deafening impact and blinding sparks.

However, almost all the bullets were perfectly blocked by the vibranium shield, which possessed 'absolute defense'.

The bullets were either deflected on the spot or completely crushed... In short, Captain America, hiding behind the shield, didn't even flinch.

The stray bullets that were deflected flew in all directions like the scythe of death.

"what……!!!"

"I've been shot in the leg..."

"God! Help! My arm has been broken!!"

Those passersby and drivers who had been hiding behind cars or standing in shops watching the commotion suddenly suffered the consequences.

Screams and cries instantly replaced the previous gasps of surprise.

Shattered shop windows, splattered blood, cars with blown-out tires... the bustling street instantly turned into a bloody battlefield.

"Damn it, Rogers, are you fucking insane? Look at what you've done!"

When Talos saw stray bullets injuring a large number of civilians around him, his heart nearly stopped, and he had no choice but to stop firing.

The rotating barrel of the small Gatling gun slowly came to a stop, wisps of pungent blue smoke rising from its tip.

Captain America lowered the vibranium shield he was holding slightly, revealing a mocking and cruel smile on his face behind it.

He even took the time to straighten his sleeves, which were covered in dust.

Seeing Captain America approaching again with his shield, a resolute glint flashed in Talos's eyes. He immediately aimed at that damned shield and pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher.

Tom——

With a muffled thud, a 40mm grenade, trailing a wisp of white smoke, shot toward Captain America with lightning speed.

boom--! ! !
The next instant, the grenade slammed into the Vibranium Shield and exploded violently, the flames and thick smoke instantly engulfing Captain America's figure!

This time, the enormous impact finally had an effect.

Even though Captain America immediately raised his shield to the ground the moment he noticed it and lowered his center of gravity, successfully using the Vibranium Shield to absorb most of the blast damage and block all the shrapnel.

However, the terrifying kinetic energy released in the explosion could not be completely neutralized! The person was instantly struck head-on by a high-speed train, their feet leaving the ground and flying backward rapidly.

thump--

Captain America's figure traced an ungraceful parabola in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the street a dozen meters away, tumbling several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

The Vibranium Shield in his hand flew out and crashed to the ground with a thud.

"The propulsion system has been reconnected, and power is being restored..."

At that moment, the Nightingale's voice rang in Talos's ears like heavenly music.

Talos's face instantly lit up with the wild joy of surviving a disaster, and he shouted, "Quick, full speed ahead! Get us out of this hellhole right now!"

He roared, his voice almost cracking.

Squeak—!!
laugh--! ! !
The tires of the Chevrolet Suburban began to spin wildly, rubbing against the ground and producing sharp, ear-piercing noises and a strong burning smell.

The powerful output of the engine is finally being demonstrated.

The battered armored vehicle unleashed its last potential, managing to break free from the Humvee's pressure and the wall's friction.

The metallic twisting and tearing sounds that emanated from it were enough to make your teeth ache.

The next second, the vehicle shot forward like a wild beast freed from its cage!
"Honey, quick, contact Fury immediately via emergency channel and tell him Captain America has betrayed us..."

Tarosfera climbed from the passenger seat to the driver's seat and took over driving from the AI ​​assistant, wanting to escape this damned place of trouble as soon as possible.

Blood dripped uncontrollably from his mouth and nose onto the steering wheel below, but Talos was no longer concerned with his own safety. He coughed violently a few times, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and then urged:
"[Nightingale], immediately calculate the route to the nearest safe house for me. Remember to avoid all main roads, take the underpasses or alleys, quick... Boom!!!"

However, before he could finish giving his orders, a muffled and devastating explosion came from under the vehicle.

Talos felt the world suddenly lighten, and the heavy Chevrolet Suburban seemed to float on clouds as it was lifted off the ground by a tremendous force from beneath its chassis.

Then came a dizzying spin!

Talos and Sauron's vision began to churn wildly.

The sky, the ground, the broken streets, the burning vehicles... all the scenes spun around as if they had been thrown into a washing machine.

Bang!
Bang!
bang...

Boom——! ! !
The car tumbled through the air five or six times before finally crashing back to the ground upside down, like a dead beetle.

The car continued to slide forward for a distance due to inertia before finally coming to a complete stop amidst a piercing metallic screeching sound.

At that moment, thick black smoke billowed from the car's chassis, the fuel tank ruptured, and the smell of leaking fuel immediately filled the air.

In the distance, Captain America had already gotten up from the ground sometime earlier. He shook the 40mm M203 grenade launcher hanging below his M4 carbine, reloaded a grenade, and skillfully raised the muzzle, aiming at the overturned Chevrolet Suburban chassis that was billowing smoke, and pulled the trigger again.

tom!
Another 40mm grenade was fired with precision.

boom--! ! !
The explosion rang out again, and the already wrecked car shook violently once more, rolling several times outwards, with more flames and thick black smoke rising from the chassis.

"Now you can't escape, can you?!"

Captain America, carrying his M4 carbine, paid no attention to the crowd around him who finally dared to peek out from a distance and hold up their phones to take pictures of him. He swaggered toward the SUV that Talos and his wife were riding in.

He walked to the overturned car, bent down, and peered inside through the broken window.

however--

The car was a mess, filled with shell casings, broken glass, bloodstains, and twisted metal... but Nick Fury and Maria Hill were nowhere to be seen.

Captain America frowned slightly upon seeing this.

His gaze swept across the interior of the car, finally settling on the roof, which was upside down on the ground. There, a highly irregular hole, its edges still glowing with a dark red light, was clearly visible, cut by some kind of device capable of rapid, high-temperature cutting, similar to a spray gun.

It is just the right size to allow one person to pass through.

And right below this hole is the entrance to a city sewage pipe, which is very common on the streets.

Clearly, in the brief few dozen seconds between the vehicle's final explosion and his approach, the Talos used some kind of high-efficiency cutting tool to melt through the roof, and then jumped without hesitation into the filthy, foul-smelling sewer to escape!
"Tsk tsk, what a lucky life."

Although he failed to complete the assassination mission, Captain America's face showed no sign of disappointment or frustration. Instead, his wicked and playful grin reappeared.

He shrugged nonchalantly.

Then he stood up, turned around without hesitation, picked up his gun, and calmly walked back to the modified Hummer, which only had a slightly dented front, under the watchful eyes of countless cell phone cameras and terrified gazes.

Boom boom——

The roar of the engine began.

The Hummer violently slammed through the vehicles blocking its path and sped away amidst the chaos and billowing smoke.

All that remained were the devastation of the streets, as if ravaged by a small-scale war, and the belated sound of police sirens that finally arrived after the battle was completely over.

It wasn't that these officers didn't want to get there in time; rather, they had encountered countless red lights and traffic jams along the way, all under the covert control of 'Ultron'.

The surrounding crowd, still shaken, watched as the police cars finally arrived. A large number of officers got out of the vehicles, set up a long cordon, and began to work with the medical personnel who arrived later to treat the injured in an orderly manner.

However, the injured did not show any joy on their faces after being 'rescued'.

Instead, they were filled with indifference, as if they had long since become accustomed to this habitual 'lateness'.

They supported each other, their eyes filled with confusion and a deep sense of powerlessness.

For the citizens of Washington, D.C., they seem to have been "lucky" enough to witness once again... the truth that justice not only arrives late, but sometimes it is completely absent in ways they cannot comprehend!
(End of this chapter)