Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 50 8. Phantom of the Small Town

Eastern Europe, Albanian Seaport, 9:30 p.m.

Merlin and Patton were saying goodbye to the owner of the ship on the pier. If Patton hadn't told Merlin the identity of the 30-year-old man in front of him in advance, Merlin would never have confused this handsome guy in a suit with a successful speculative arms dealer. relationship.

This arms dealer named Yuri is very enthusiastic, and he is very good at life and business.

"Dear friends, the place you are going to is very dangerous, do you want to prepare more self-defense items?"

Yuri gave Barton a box of high-end cigars as a parting gift, rubbed his hands again, and said to Merlin:

"I still have a good batch of goods on my ship. For Brother Fury's sake, I'll give you a [-]% discount! I'll give you a box of grenades for free."

"unnecessary."

Barton coldly rejected the shrewd businessman in front of him. This senior agent seemed to only need a bow for any task.

But Merlin hesitated a little. He only had a gun and a magazine all over his body. The shadow of insufficient firepower had been hanging over the rookie's head since he set off.

In the end, Merlin still couldn't withstand the temptation of Yuri, a profiteer. Five minutes later, there was a handful of shiny silver gadgets in his bag. folder.

If it wasn't for the fact that the bag he was carrying was too small, the inexperienced Merlin would probably purchase some more "self-defense items" under the instigation of Yuri's eloquent tongue.Seriously, Yuri's private cargo compartment really opened the eyes of "bump" Merlin.

It was simply a small arsenal, and there was ample supply of anything Merlin could think of.

Under the cover of night, the two agents politely declined the grenade presented by their good friend Yuri.Then I rented a car and drove along the road at the pier to Sokovia, a small town in Eastern Europe hundreds of kilometers away.

Fury was already there waiting for them.

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Sokovia, the inner city of Eastern Europe, has a permanent population of 200 million and is full of strong Soviet style.

It is no wonder that in the decades after the end of World War II, it has been in the former Soviet system.But to be honest, the security of the city of Sokovia is not at all like other cities ruled by the Russians. The ethnic conflicts here are very sharp, and racial wars often break out, especially after the fall of the Soviet Union. The law and order environment in Sokovia deteriorated rapidly.

Since a year ago, air control has been in place here, and as Western forces began to enter the area near Sokovia, this city of constant internal strife has ushered in a new wave of storms.

According to the forecast of the Strategic Science Corps, a real war will break out here in a year at most.But a new order will also come after the war is over.

But all of this has nothing to do with Fury.

At this time, under the not too hot sun in Eastern Europe, he was wearing the title of military attache of the embassy, ​​sitting in an open-air cafe three blocks away from the embassy.The black man was reading the newspaper leisurely, like a gringo looking for pleasure.

But from the way Fury looks at his watch from time to time, it is not difficult to guess that he is not wasting time, but waiting for someone to arrive.

"Drip, drip, drip"

After Fury finished his cup of coffee, he put it on the table, and suddenly his brick-like phone rang.

Fury picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Under the camouflaged flat glasses, his sharp eyes patrolled around, looking for any suspicious person, he said:

"Natasha?"

"Well, it's me."

A sweet and hoarse woman's voice sounded in Fury's ears, as if chatting with an old friend. Natasha Romanov, a former Soviet agent hiding in a corner, said softly:

"Mr. Fury, is the trip to Sokovia going well?"

"It went well."

Fury replied:

"Except for the fact that I was two days late for my guests, everything was fine. The people here are very welcoming, and I like it very much... Well, no more deviating, Natasha. As I remember, we It has been agreed before that I am here to meet you to express the sincerity of the Strategic Science Corps. And you will join us, right?"

"Yes, we agreed."

Natasha replied:

"Not only did I agree with you, but I also agreed with Mr. Silver Bullet, and I agreed with Ms. Carter, and I had a late date with Mr. Howard...but so what, Fury."

The tone of this ghostly female agent was full of playfulness and sarcasm, she said:

"I promised them, but I broke the promise. I promised you, and I will also break the promise. We are agents, and lies are our weapons... Well, the time is up. Best wishes to you and your 'new friend' They had a good time."

At the moment when Natasha's voice fell, several other people sitting in the open-air cafe next to Fury stood up one after another, and forced towards Fury with indifferent expressions.

Obviously, they weren't here for coffee.

But Fury didn't panic. On the contrary, he was still chatting with Natasha. He reached out and took off his masking glasses. He said:

"You're using me as bait to lure out the 'Red House' agents who're after you? Natasha...you're really cunning."

"Be with each other."

The woman chuckled lightly:

"It's not your first day as an agent, Fury. The 'friends' you have placed nearby can't hide from my eyes. Although you are thousands of miles away, I also know that you were personally recruited by Peggy Carter. Elite, she values ​​you very much! And more than 20 years ago, Ms. Carter was my best opponent... So, use whatever means you can, Fury."

"You want to capture the Black Widow? You want to do what your predecessors failed to do?"

"Then, how can it be done without bleeding?"

Accompanied by a slightly sharp laughter, the mobile phone in Fury's hand stopped communicating.

He shook his head with a calm face, looked at the red house agents who surrounded him with obvious Slavic characteristics, and said to those people in a calm tone:

"Let me go, thank you."

"You guys are blocking my sunlight."

"boom"

With a gunshot, the guy in front of Fury fell to the ground.

Then there was the second sound, the third sound, and the fourth sound. In just a few seconds, those agents who were caught off guard were killed by several snipers ambushing nearby before they even had time to draw out their guns.

Fury, who was still sitting on the chair, didn't seem to see the blood and corpses under his feet. He wiped the blood on his arm with a paper towel in disgust. The trump card says:

"Take action!"

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Natasha shook her smooth wine-red hair. She was wearing a red overcoat, carrying a small leather bag, stepping on high heels, and swaying her body, walking on the streets of Sokovia.

All the advantages of a Slavic woman are concentrated on her body. Even with the barrier of a coat, all the men around her can focus their eyes on her.That pose, which is not close to fireworks, looks like a supermodel who just got off work.Even that free and unrestrained temperament with a trace of fatigue is very similar to those real urban beauties.

She parked on the side of the road and seemed to be waiting for a car.After glancing at her watch, the pretty woman with almost no dead ends took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her handbag and lit it with a golden lighter.She shook her head, raised her head, and let out a breath of smoke.

In the crowd behind her, a tall and thin man with a travel bag and sunglasses approached her bit by bit.When the distance between the two was 10 meters, the beautiful lady seemed to have a premonition. Just as the red light on the street was on, she moved her shoulders, picked up her handbag, and walked to the other side of the street.

A few minutes later, she turned into an alley, and behind her, the tall and thin man also quietly walked into it.

"boom"

There was a gunshot, and the bullet almost flew past Agent Patton's scalp.

In front of his eyes, Natasha, who had taken off her camouflage coat and was wearing a black close-fitting combat uniform, was holding two guns and looking at him indifferently.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

The top secret agent of the former Soviet Union was indeed a ruthless character with few words, no dialogue, no hesitation, the two guns in his hands fired one after another, and the bullets fired by each gun were extremely deadly.

Button rolled on the ground for a week. He slammed the backpack on his back at the female agent in front of him. He swung the short stick in his hand, and a black war bow appeared in his hand.

"whoosh"

The first arrow shot by Barton showed Hawkeye's true strength. The arrow drew a strange arc in the air and flew towards Natasha from the side, forcing the female agent to dodge to defend, but the second Arrows came one after another, forcing her to even have no time to aim.

As Hawkeye approached quickly, he shot arrows one after another, forcing Natasha to retreat again and again.The most important thing is that these arrows are all equipped with arrows with special effects. Some of them release a paralyzing current when they get close to the female agent, and some will split apart strangely. After only 3 minutes of fighting, the female agent's cheek is full of blood. There were three more bloodstains, and her left arm was directly pierced by the split arrow, and she could no longer raise her gun to shoot.

"boom"

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, feeling that the threat was coming, the female agent threw the pistol at Barton, then turned and ran, she disappeared around the corner of the alley, but when Hawkeye chased past, she held the gun with one hand. Natasha with the dagger jumped out from the corner again, her sharp high-heeled shoes kicked Agent Patton's wrist, knocking his bow into the air, and the two began a more deadly melee fight.

This female agent is indeed a ruthless character.

She is very clear that when facing an opponent who is good at tracking and long-range attack, turning around and running away will only usher in the doomsday, but if she fights to the death, she still has the possibility of winning.

However, the injury to her left arm made Natasha, who was not as strong as Barton, quickly fall into a disadvantage in the hand-to-hand combat.

Barton's skill with a knife is no worse than his skill with a bow and arrow. In just a dozen seconds, after several staggers, Natasha was cornered by him.

"Drop your weapons! Come with me!"

Barton swung the dagger to block Natasha's slash. His other hand clenched into a fist and hit her wrist, knocking the dagger in her hand away.With the movement of his fingers, the two daggers disappeared into the palm of his hand.Barton took a step forward, and pressed Natasha against the wall in a jujitsu-like confinement posture.

He looked indifferently at the struggling beauty in front of him, and said:

"I have no malice!"

"Didn't your mother tell you?"

The female agent, whose face was still bleeding, gritted her teeth and said to Barton:

"Be careful when approaching spiders!"

"crash"

Dazzling blue electric light erupted from Natasha's wrist, as if an electric shock switch was turned on, and Agent Patton, who had originally had the upper hand, felt struck by lightning at this moment.The current only lasted for less than a second, but he already lost the power to fight back.

"boom"

Natasha swung her foot and kicked Barton in the stomach, causing him to fall down under intense paralysis.Then a cold dagger was pressed against the neck.

The female agent wiped the blood on her face with difficulty, and the trace of blood gave her a different look. She stared at the paralyzed Barton, and said:

"You're not bad, little agent."

"But it's a pity that Fury sent you to hell."

"Goodbye!"

She twitched the dagger and was about to cut off Hawkeye's neck, but behind her, a group of black shadows burst out of the air strangely, and the palm cut fiercely on Natasha's neck.

"boom"

The female agent was thrown to the ground by this blow, but she was not unconscious, but was dizzy and tried to get up.

"Huh? Why didn't you faint?"

A young voice sounded behind her, and the next moment, black metal handcuffs landed on Natasha's wrist, completely killing her last chance of escape.

"cough cough"

Agent Patton struggled to get up from the strong electric shock paralysis, he retrieved his war bow, and said to Merlin with a very ugly expression:

"First of all, she is a strengthened agent, so she doesn't faint so easily."

"Secondly, your technique is totally wrong! You hit the wrong position...you rookie!"

After speaking, Barton stopped looking at the embarrassed Merlin. He squatted down and raised Natasha's face. He stared at those beautiful gray eyes and said:

"Hi, Natasha Fury, wanted to chat with you."

But Natasha ignored Barton, she turned her head to look at Merlin who appeared behind her like a ghost, a trace of disgust flashed across her face:

"Mutants? You freaks, are you starting to serve politics too?"

"I'm not a mutant, Miss Natasha."

Merlin grabbed Natasha's wine-red hair and roughly pulled her up from the ground. He looked at Natasha's trapped hands, and with a different smile, he said to the female agent:

"Don't try it, these handcuffs have 4 locks, you can't open them in a short time."

"Do I need to open it?"

The gloomy Natasha showed a playful smile, and with the sound of heavy footsteps in the surrounding alley, the female agent said softly to the two agents in front of her:

"Didn't Fury tell you? The Red House sent hundreds of killers to Sokovia in order to catch me as a 'traitor'. As long as I showed signs, they would follow and kill me, along with everyone around me. Witnesses...kill them all!"

"Swish"

Agent Patton's face became ugly. Beside the two of them, Natasha said in a voice under control:

"Let me go, Your Excellencies. I can take you out of here... After all, I grew up here when I was a child. I am very familiar with this place. I know how to get rid of them."

"Need not!"

Before Agent Patton could speak, Merlin put away the pistol in his hand with a hint of regret, and moved his fingers.

He took a step forward and stood in front of Barton. He said to Hawkeye:

"Do me a favor, blindfold her, and find a safe place to hide."

"Although I don't want to do that..."

Merlin's body began to atomize quickly. He looked at the indifferent killers with weapons in front of him, and said with a little regret:

"However, today, the city is probably going to bleed a little."

(End of this chapter)