American comic book: An aging Wolverine, doing whatever he wants.

Chapter 82 The God of Slaughter, Logan, has only one bloody path to take!

"Captain, what are you doing here?"

Rumlow stared in astonishment at Steve Rogers as he approached.

His appearance caught all the members of the task force off guard for a moment, as this was not part of the plan.

"Why did he come here?"

Logan watched Steve's figure and couldn't help but mutter to himself. However, judging from what Steve and Rumlow had just said, he probably didn't have any hostility towards him, or rather, these people from S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't even know he was coming.

This put Logan at ease a little.

After all, Steve is indeed a formidable opponent. If he were to make a move, Logan would probably have no choice but to use Annihilation, since even the current heat vision shouldn't be able to penetrate his vibranium shield.

If annihilation is used, even Steve would probably be melted.

Logan did not want to harm this old friend from World War II unless absolutely necessary.

"Jimmy, you have quite a few friends. This guy looks like he's here to stand up for us."

Victor leaned close to Logan's ear and whispered a teasing remark.

He could tell that Steve didn't seem hostile.

At that moment, Steve also walked up to Langlom.

"Langlom, let me speak with them personally."

He was facing Langlom, but his head was turned to look at Logan. He was secretly surprised that Logan looked much younger than the last time he saw him.

"Sorry, Captain."

Langlom decisively rejected Steve's request, staring intently at Logan and the others, and said in a deep voice, "My mission is to bring them all back; I don't have time for you to chat and reminisce."

After saying that, he waved to his men.

Several of his men immediately put down their rifles, took out a box-shaped gun from their waists, and aimed it at Logan and his men.

Lonlom knew that Wolverine and Victor both had healing factors, so ordinary bullets couldn't hurt them at all.

Therefore, before setting off, he had his men prepare stun guns and have everyone turn the stun guns to the maximum power.

Such a powerful electric shock could knock out a mighty bull!

While Logan and his crew could withstand bullets, Langlom didn't believe they could withstand electric shocks!

If we can control them and put them in a suppression collar, they will just become two ordinary old people!

"stop!"

Steve yelled and hurled his shield.

The rapidly spinning shield, imbued with immense power, slammed heavily into the members of the task force.

Bang bang bang!

The shield bounced off all the team members at an extremely tricky angle, each impact sending them flying, clutching their wounds and howling in pain.

Although not fatal, it rendered them completely incapable of resisting.

After knocking away the last member of the task force, the shield returned to Steve's hand and was put back on his arm.

All of this happened so fast that by the time Langlom realized what was happening, his entire squad was already lying on the ground groaning in pain.

"Rogers, what exactly are you doing? I'm telling you, you're openly going against S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

Rumlow was surprised that Steve would turn against his own people. Although these people were not seriously injured, it was clear that he was going to make an enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Steve remained calm, completely unfazed by the attempt to pressure him using S.H.I.E.L.D., and said indifferently, "I won't let you take him away until I know the truth."

"You've made a mistake. He's a wanted criminal by S.H.I.E.L.D. You let him go. Have you thought about the consequences?!"

Langlom spoke angrily, his eyes fixed on Steve's, and roared, "I must report this to Chief Fury!"

"Whatever you want."

Steve remained calm. "I'm just doing what I believe is right, and no one can change my mind."

After saying that, he turned to Logan and the others and said, "You guys go first, I'll talk to you later."

Upon hearing this, Logan frowned slightly, retracted his steel claws, took Clarice's small hand, and turned to Victor, saying, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he quickly ran into the depths of the jungle.

"stop!"

When Langlom saw Logan and the others trying to run away, he panicked and immediately ran forward to stop them.

However, Steve stood in his way, clearly not allowing him to easily catch up.

"Captain, are you really going to betray us?!"

Langlom glared angrily at Steve, gritting his teeth and roaring.

Steve replied nonchalantly, "Even if the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. weren't subordinate to each other, I would never stay in such a filthy organization as S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

After some investigation, Steve was extremely disappointed with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s various practices, and he no longer had any goodwill towards them.

"You forced me to do this!"

Langlom roared, clenched his fist, and slammed it down hard on Steve without hesitation.

Steve snorted and dodged to the side, kicking Langlom several meters away.

Langlom clutched his aching stomach, staring intently at Steve, when suddenly he drew a short blade from his waist and charged forward again.

The sharp blade stabbed towards Steve without hesitation.

Steve frowned, dodged, and instantly engaged Rumlow in combat.

Even with a dagger, Rumlow was no match for Steve. After a few moves, Steve found an opening, grabbed Rumlow's knife-wielding hand, and twisted it forcefully.

The intense pain forced Rumlow to release his grip, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Steve kicked out, sending the dagger flying and embedding it heavily in a tree trunk some distance away. At the same time, he slammed his shoulder into Rumlow's chest.

The powerful force sent Rumlow flying, his body gliding through the air for a moment before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Give up, you can't beat me."

Steve stood there, looking at Rumlow lying on the ground in the distance, groaning in pain, and shook his head with a bored expression.

Although Rumlow is one of the best in the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force, the gap between him and others is simply too large.

"Cough cough cough."

At this moment, Rumlow's eyes were gloomy, and the faint pain in his chest made him cough uncontrollably, but his eyes were fixed on Steve.

Suddenly, he yanked a pistol out of its holster and fired at Steve without hesitation.

boom!

Flames shot from the muzzle, and the bullet whistled as it aimed at Steve's head.

But Steve remained calm and raised his shield to cover his face.

boom!

The bullet was instantly deflected by the round shield, without even leaving a scratch.

He put away his round shield, looked at Rumlow, sneered, and then strode off in the direction Logan and the others had gone.

Rumlow stared grimly at Steve's retreating figure, his face almost darkening. Looking at the soldiers lying motionless on the ground around him, he roared, "Stop playing dead! Get up and chase after them!"

After saying that, he picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "All squads, gather around me! We must capture them today!"

……

Meanwhile, in the woods on the other side, three figures darted about at high speed.

"Does Steve remember you?"

While running, Victor couldn't help but turn his head and ask. He was quite surprised by Steve's appearance. After all, he didn't expect that after seventy years, this guy would still be willing to lend a helping hand to Logan, especially when they were enemies of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Maybe."

Logan led Clarice through the jungle.

Steve's appearance also surprised him, but it was precisely because of his appearance that Rumlow and his bastards were spared, since he was already preparing to use his thermal vision.

But that's good, it reduces the risk of his new ability being exposed.

Otherwise, if word gets out that he has awakened his abilities, it won't matter if he hides in a Canadian sanctuary or even in the deepest mountains and forests. Trouble will only come one after another, and even his dead body will be taken away for various studies.

"But he obviously doesn't remember Sabretooth. It seems that your name, Wolverine, is more memorable."

Victor suddenly smiled.

He also participated in World War II, and his fearsome reputation during the war was far greater than that of Wolverine. Many enemy soldiers and civilians were terrified upon hearing his name.

But the way Steve looked at him just now didn't seem like he was seeing an old friend; clearly, he had completely forgotten the fearsome reputation of the saber-toothed tiger.

"I'd love to be forgotten."

Logan couldn't help but complain that being remembered by so many people was obviously not a good thing.

Just then, Logan suddenly sensed footsteps rapidly approaching from behind. He quickly turned around and instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

Steve's figure gradually emerged from the jungle and stood in front of Logan.

Seeing Steve, who still looked familiar, Logan remained wary and, from several meters away, asked in a deep voice, "Why did you help us?"

He didn't recall ever having such a deep relationship with Steve during World War II; at most, they were just comrades in the same trench. Steve had no reason to go against S.H.I.E.L.D. for his sake.

Something was definitely amiss. Although he had helped him, Logan couldn't fully trust him now.

"Calm down."

Steve stood still, maintaining a safe distance from Logan, and said, "I just want to find the truth."

Logan was taken aback by these words.

Not only him, but even Victor was slightly taken aback, glancing at Logan, unsure of the meaning behind their words.

Before Logan could ask what the truth was, Steve spoke up first, "But today is clearly not a good time to get answers. You guys need to get going."

"Hill and his team are determined to capture you. S.H.I.E.L.D. will not give up and will only send more reinforcements. Once you are captured by S.H.I.E.L.D., you will never be able to escape again in this lifetime, so you'd better leave quickly."

Steve sighed helplessly. Although he was eager to know the answer, now was definitely not the time to talk.

Once Logan and his team are captured by S.H.I.E.L.D., he probably won't have another chance to have a proper talk with Logan.

However, Logan's expression suddenly darkened, and he looked around warily, saying in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy to leave now."

At that moment, he clearly heard a dense sound of footsteps coming from all around the jungle, and a large group of people was approaching them from all directions.

Soon, these soldiers appeared before Logan and his companions, heavily armed and forming a tight net that surrounded them.

Rumlow stepped out from the crowd, his face contorted with pain, but he still shouted defiantly, "Logan, I'm giving you two choices: surrender and come back with us, and I promise nothing will happen. Otherwise, you'll be riddled with bullets!"

After saying that, he looked at Steve, "Captain, I'm warning you, don't get involved in this anymore, or I'll have no choice but to order an attack on you too!"

Steve looked at the layers of encirclement, his expression somewhat grave, but he still shook his head and said, "I don't want to kill anyone, nor do I want to watch you capture them."

Although he found many of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s actions disgusting, he believed it was the fault of the higher-ups, and that the soldiers were innocent, at least they were just following orders.

Steve always considered them "one of his own," and he had no intention of harming his own people.

Logan and Victor were standing back to back, with Clarice, who was pale with fright, sandwiched between them.

The two of them clearly had no interest in the suggestion of surrender; their steel claws and tiger claws were already extended, ready to fight at any moment.

Victor said excitedly, "Looks like today is going to be a big battle. I haven't felt this way in a long time."

Logan nodded. "The only way now is to fight our way out!"

After saying that, he instructed Clarice, "Crouch down, and whatever you do, don't panic!"

After saying that, he roared and his eyes turned blood red. His steel claws flashed coldly in the sunlight, and he pounced like a beast, rushing towards the enemy at an unimaginable speed.

After his physical attributes were enhanced with free points, his speed, strength, and various physical functions have already surpassed his peak!

When Steve saw Logan suddenly erupt, he tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Logan swiftly pounced on a task force member, his steel claws sweeping across the man's body. The man's terrified head was instantly spurted out by a spray of blood, rolling through the air before crashing to the ground.

At this moment, he was like the wolf king of the forest, constantly leaping and shifting among the tree trunks, his body turning into afterimages as he charged left and right through the ranks of soldiers.

Wherever the steel claws passed, the cold light was blinding, and blood splattered continuously, as if a grand blood rain was falling in the forest.

Minced meat, severed limbs, and even human heads flew wildly through the air, slaughtering any enemy who tried to capture them.

"ah!!"

"Here!!"

"Shoot now!"

Screams of terror echoed through the forest. All the soldiers were in complete panic. They raised their guns and fired, but the enemy ignored the bullets.

He even charged at the soldier amidst the soldiers' gunfire, but in an instant, his arm and weapon were like fragile tree branches, easily shattered by the steel claws. The pain made the soldier roar, but soon the steel claws swept across his neck, and his terrified head flew off, like a blood-stained ball, rolling heavily to the ground.

On the other side, Victor was equally impressive, his tiger claws tearing at the enemy's chest, crushing the enemy's heart as if squeezing a bouncy ball. The spraying blood and bits of flesh gave Victor a long-lost thrill, and he enjoyed the pervasive smell of blood.

Wherever he passed, not a single soldier's body remained intact; they were all torn to pieces by his claws.

The stench of blood permeated the forest, and the splattered blood stained everything around it red.

Human intestines and livers hung from the branches, hot blood dripped from the leaves, and corpses and limbs were scattered on the ground. Heads that opened and closed repeatedly before death rolled around on the ground like balls. Anyone with poor mental fortitude would vomit their dinner from the day before yesterday if they saw this, or they might even be scared to death.

At this moment, Logan and Victor were like killing gods from hell, unleashing a full-scale massacre!

"Fuck!"

Looking at the chaotic battle, Steve couldn't help but curse loudly.

But he was too busy to intervene. Bullets flew haphazardly through the air, screams filled the air, and blood and bits of flesh filled the forest. Even if he wanted to intervene, he couldn't stop this group of people who had gone mad with killing.

Just then, he suddenly noticed a soldier in the distance with his back to Logan's head.

Seeing that the soldier was about to fire, Steve gritted his teeth, struggled for a moment, and finally threw the shield in his hand.

The shield slammed down on the man, knocking him unconscious.

Steve understood that the only way to minimize casualties was to knock out the advance team members, otherwise they would only become victims of Logan and Victor!

Thinking it over, he quickly rushed into the battle, joining Logan and the others in attacking the advance team members. However, he held back his strength in every move, only knocking them unconscious without killing them.

Even before Logan or Victor are about to kill someone, he will pull them back, knock them unconscious, and kick them out of the battle to save those lives.

Meanwhile, Rumlow, standing outside the battle, had a somber expression.

"Damn it, isn't he worried about bullets at all?!"

He could clearly see that any bullet that hit Logan and Victor would quickly be squeezed out by the muscles, and the wounds would heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Logan, who was fighting in the crowd, also noticed Rumlow. Enraged, he was now completely bloodthirsty. He turned around and pounced directly at Rumlow.

Seeing Logan's swift speed, Rumlow completely panicked and immediately raised his gun to fire.

Bang bang bang!

The whistling bullets did nothing to slow Logan down; they only fueled his anger, and he gritted his teeth and continued charging.

Now his healing factor is about to be fully restored, and the damage from ordinary bullets will no longer have any effect on him!

Whoosh!

In a flash, Logan appeared in front of Rumlow and slammed his fist down, instantly sending Rumlow flying. Rumlow crashed heavily into a large tree and fell to the ground.

He endured the excruciating pain as he got up, attempting to retaliate.

But against Logan, his fighting skills were like those of a child, completely lacking any objectivity.

In a single glance, Logan grabbed Rumlow by the neck, lifting him up like a chick, his bloodshot eyes fixed on him.

The suffocating feeling made Rumlow struggle, but even with the shadow of death looming over him, he still sneered at Logan, "Logan, ha, kill me. You so-called Wolverine, you're just an unwanted freak, you don't deserve to live in this world."

Logan, already enraged, tightened his grip on Rumlow's hand upon hearing this mockery, his voice icy cold as he said, "Those words will only make your death look terrible!"

After saying that, he didn't hesitate to extend his steel claws and tear open Rumlow's chest, ignoring Rumlow's painful struggles and staring at the beating heart beneath his chest.

Click!

The steel claws pierced through Rumlow's heart, churning wildly and instantly turning all of his internal organs into a pool of blood.

"Don't!"

Steve, who was in the distance, suddenly saw this scene, but when he tried to stop it, all of Rumlow's organs had already turned into a pile of minced meat, and blood was splattered all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)