Marvel Movie: From Old Man Time to Crazy Swordsman

Chapter 638
"Got it, I'm in charge of the big black guy."

Falcon Sam did not leave immediately after hanging up the communication, but first sent a stealth drone to track and calculate the enemy's target route, so as to fly directly to the relative end of the "chasing problem" according to the principle of the shortest straight line between two points.

That's right, the current situation is exactly as the captain said (Sam still can't adapt to the title of colonel), the group of terrorists headed by Rumlow that the captain said really chose to split up, the most primitive and most effective way to deal with it .

In terms of the number of enemies, it seems to confirm the captain's crow's mouth.

According to the data captured by the drone, five terrorists with similar outfits got off the red truck, and two of them were riding motorcycles as if they were dying. You must know that this is Lago, the old capital of Nigeria with a dense crowd. Well, unless they fly, these idiots will know what the vast ocean of the people is.

Therefore, Sam Wilson, known as the Falcon, decided at this moment to take down one of the stupid prey first, and give the other stupid one to Colonel Barnes who was also wearing the "hang glider" equipment—different from The US team is dangling around with a shield all day long, but the Winter Soldier is quite comfortable with the convenience brought by the constantly updated upgrade equipment.

As for another little girl who can lift herself up with red energy?
Sam had to say that although his teammate was able to fly, his speed was really unflattering, so he had to ask the opponent and the captain to keep up with the other two short-legged players who traveled on their feet.

Only after getting up and chasing for dozens of seconds, Falcon finally realized that he was too naive, and then Sam remembered that the person he was chasing was a terrorist who even dared to openly rob a public laboratory.

Seeing the big chocolate-colored man in front of him rushing through the crowd like an icebreaker, Sam finally gave up the idea of ​​using long-range weapons, otherwise, regardless of whether the mission was successful or not, he might have to bid farewell to this equipment, maybe even You can live in a free small single room for an unknown number of years, and even add a group of healthy neighbors who love to get in touch with certain flowers.

So in desperation, Sam had no choice but to dive towards the target like a falcon. Finally, in a fight with a rat-tossing weapon, half of the wing sensor was hit by a stray bullet and turned off, and he successfully snatched the fragile glass tube from the enemy.However, judging by the happy smile on the face of this compatriot with complexion in front of him...

Bang!
"Damn it, my side is the bait." Sam poked out the two white bone particles embedded in the base of his middle finger expressionlessly, then raised the rope and dropped it. After a few breaths, the man who dared to attack with his front teeth The recalcitrant on his right was tied up in an immobile position.
Then I concentrated on playing... and started to control the drone.There was no other way. The wing used to control the direction of his equipment had been damaged. Instead of doing useless work with a heavy load on his back, he might as well look forward to his teammates, so that he could at least provide some intelligence support.

"Captain at ten o'clock, the kid in front of you is wearing a dark green hooded jacket. Hey! That's Rumlow, pay attention to his obviously abnormally thick arms!"

"Wanda, you are flying too obviously, approach the target first and then approach at full speed."

"Romanov? Well, it looks like you caught bait just like me."

"What! Barnes is also bait?"

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(End of this chapter)