【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

"We'll talk about this later," Wei Sheng Ling led his men directly into the armory. Everyone took some weapons and equipment. Sherlock and Watson put on bulletproof vests and gas masks without hesitation, put tear gas, flash bombs, grenades and the like in their pockets, and took a few guns.

Wei Shengling didn't need a bulletproof vest, he just put on a gas mask, and then threw everything in the armory into the space according to the classification here.

"Let's go and break out!" Sherlock's excited tone could be heard through the gas mask. When they were halfway through arming themselves, the lights in the base had come back on and the backup power supply was running.

Watson felt as if he had returned to the battlefield. Even military doctors had to go to the battlefield. The boiling blood made him feel that the temperature of his whole body was rising.

He held a submachine gun in his hand, checked the magazine, quickly opened the safety, switched to continuous fire mode, and followed the others out of the armory and headed for the next destination. He was covering the rear. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. He knew that the Hydra soldiers were catching up.

While retreating, Watson aimed in the direction where the footsteps came from. The moment he saw something coming, he started shooting continuously, throwing smoke bombs and tear gas bombs. Then there was a burst of gunfire, and in the smoke there were constant screams, sneezes and coughs.

He had several magazines hanging on his waist, and Wei Shengling was in the middle, responsible for recharging ammunition for the two people in front and behind when they were running low on ammunition.

The next step is to create cover with your bare hands, kick open the door of the target location, clean up the fish that have slipped through the net, and prevent them from being actually shot.

This is a great time to practice hidden weapons. If you don’t practice now, when will you?

Her hands were wearing a pair of tactical gloves, and the half fingers that were exposed were slender and strong, in sharp contrast to the black gloves. She held a money dart between the fingers of one hand and a flying knife in the other. The sharp blade pierced the air with a cold light, and with the blessing of internal force, it went straight to the unprotected neck.

The hidden weapon cut the carotid artery, and warm, bright red blood spurted out, splattering on the clean ground and walls. Watson remained calm, as there were many bloody scenes on the battlefield.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

"The invaders are over here, where are the soldiers?!"

The people in white coats in the laboratory were frantically asking for help. Some of them rushed over, but Sherlock kicked them away and ran straight to the huge computer.

"Help me delay time."

Sherlock only left these words as he stared at the strings of data on the big screen with an expression that showed he had expected it.

"Artificial intelligence, artificial intelligence. Iron Man has it, Batman has it, so how could Hydra not have it..."

"You are indeed very smart, but you are just flesh and blood," a man's image appeared on the screen, "Join Hydra, and you will be treated very well. If not, you'd better think about the consequences of going against us."

"Arnim Zola." As soon as Sherlock saw this face, he was already confronted with a person in the information collected by Moriarty. The cooperation between Hydra and Moriarty was tantamount to courting disaster. Moriarty had long wanted to get rid of this annoying organization, and Hydra also coveted Moriarty's power.

It's a two-way rush.

"Poor guy trapped in the computer." Sherlock sneered. He put one hand in his pocket, took off his gas mask, and looked sarcastic.

"Aren't you going to turn around and check on your companion? Your poor companion is being besieged by soldiers and will soon become my new experimental subject."

Zora sneered, the robots in the laboratory started up, the freezer opened, white cold air filled the air, and a humanoid weapon inside opened its eyes.

"Perhaps you don't know them very well. Although their combined intelligence is not as good as mine, in terms of military strength," Sherlock curled his lips, "they are indeed brave and invincible warriors."

No matter which one it is.

"It's really exciting to hear a compliment from you," a gust of wind passed by Sherlock's ears, and with a loud "bang", a robot flew backwards and hit the wall. When it fell to the ground, the entire body had shattered, and electric arcs flashed at the damaged parts.

Wei Shengling stood in front of Sherlock, her long hair blown down by the airflow. She calmly tidied up her slightly messy hair. With the gas mask on, it was not easy to manage her hair.

"I'm sorry, no matter how much Sherlock deserves a beating, he is still my friend. No one can touch him in front of me."

"I know you, the Chinese student who was the organization's previous target. You have two abilities but no detailed information. You were too cautious and never fell for it."

Zora seemed very calm. "You are indeed a good fighter, but can you stop me? As long as I have the Internet, I am immortal. I can appear anywhere, and all your information is visible to me."

"Really? I don't believe it." Wei Shengling subconsciously said, "Sorry, I'm not one of those people who likes to do everything by myself. I will find help."

"Yes, Miss Weisheng, you may need my help next."

A familiar voice, it's Jarvis.

"How is it possible—" Zora's expression finally changed. "It's only you three who came to Sicily..."

Sherlock, who had come to the computer socket at some point, waved to Zora.

"I guess you know us from checking the crew list of the plane," Watson walked over, leaving a line of bloody footprints behind him. There was a lot of blood on his body, dripping all the way, of course, none of it was his.

The gas mask concealed his expression, but his voice still carried a hint of murderous intent. However, his temperament was very upright, and coupled with his murderer-like outfit, at this moment, he had a peculiar charm of being both good and evil.

"John, my old friend, you seem to be enjoying yourself." Sherlock looked over. "This is the first time I've seen you like this."

"I think I'd better do less in the future. If I continue like this, I might look more like a murderer." Watson also took off his gas mask and smiled bitterly.

"I received your opinion," Sherlock nodded. He looked at the clash of green and orange data on the big screen. "Tony Stark does have something in some aspects."

"There are more than a few." A hole was cut directly into the wall of the laboratory. Tony stood in front of the hole in his combat suit. "Should I say, Surprise?"

"It's already been guessed, so it's not a surprise."

"I say, are you just going to watch me do it?" Wei Sheng Ling tilted his head back and took the time to look at them, then blocked the experimental subject's punch with his arm, punched him on the chin with his other hand, and finally kicked him with a roundhouse kick, sending him flying and crashing into the wall.

The subject's body slid down and lay on the hill. There were both subjects and robots here. Electric current ran through them, completely making them unable to move.

"I think the ones who need more help...maybe them?" Tony looked left and right.

"Of course it's teammates who need help, not opponents." Steve's voice came from behind. Captain America's iconic star shield hit the robot running towards Wei Shengling, directly cutting its head and body in half. The star shield spun and returned to Steve's hands.

"Perhaps we have arrived just in time?"

Behind him, the Avengers assembled.