Magic Journey from Hogwarts

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Steve had only rushed forward less than a hundred meters when a team of Hydra agents left on the mothership attacked him.

Faced with the dense rain of bullets, Steve hurriedly put his shield in front of him and ran to the container area on one side, using the cover to slow down Hydra's firepower offensive.

Just as he turned around, a Hydra agent appeared beside him.

But before he could pull the trigger, the submachine gun in his hand was pressed against the container by the shield.

Steve acted quickly and punched the agent in the face, knocking him out while removing the grenade from his shoulder.

Steve skillfully pulled out the pull ring and threw the grenade out, landing right at the feet of the nearest wave of Hydra.

On the other side, Sam flew towards the second mothership.

The anti-aircraft guns on the mother ship immediately captured the target, and a series of explosions sounded in the sky.

In the thick smoke, Sam kept adjusting his position to avoid the almost non-stop artillery fire, looking for an opportunity and place to land.

"Captain, I met the bad guy you mentioned."

"Are you ok?"

"Not dead yet."

......

Alexander Pierce stood at the window, watching the two motherships fighting from afar.

There are two people, one is Steve Rogers and the other is a nobody, but he doesn't look that easy to deal with.

But it doesn't matter. As long as one of the three motherships can go into space, the Insight Project will not be considered a failure. What's more, he also has the secret weapon of Winter Soldier.

But before the overall situation can be stabilized, the council must be dealt with first.

Only by gaining the support of the Board of Directors can S.H.I.E.L.D. be preserved and everything that happened today can be explained.

"Let me ask a question." Pierce put his phone on the table, picked up a glass of champagne and handed it to the director who had ordered his arrest.

"If Pakistan invaded Mumbai tomorrow, you know full well they would drag your daughters into the football stadium and execute them.

You could stop all of this by pressing a button. Would you?

what about you? "

"I don't need your button." The director said this and threw the glass to the ground, expressing his firm attitude of not colluding with Hydra.

Pierce chuckled and had no intention of persuading him. He took the pistol from the agent next to him and pointed it at him.

At this moment, the female director suddenly kicked the director away from the gunpoint.

The sudden scene made Pierce's face change slightly, and while he was stunned, he was punched in the face.

The female agent grabbed the gun from his hand and threw a micro-stun pad at the agent next to Pierce.

With a crackling sound, the agent fell to the ground and twitched in pain.

The female director pushed Pierce away and smashed the gun on the second agent's head. While the agent was screaming in pain, she immediately attacked the third agent who was closest to her.

A knife hit the throat, two knees hit the abdomen, and then the neck was grasped and slammed heavily to the ground.

The agent who was hit by the gun staggered to his feet. As soon as he took out the gun, the female director pushed his arm aside and quickly pressed his neck against the table.

With a thud, the agent fell to the ground in a spread-eagle position.

The last agent pointed his gun at her, but before he could pull the trigger, she grabbed his wrist tightly.

Before he could struggle, an elbow hit his cervical vertebra hard, and then he was thrown to the ground with a backhand, and his vision became dim.

The female director calmly picked up the gun from the agent's hand, stood up straight, and pointed the black muzzle at Pierce.

This series of smooth operations was completed in less than ten seconds. Not to mention Pierce, the other three directors were also confused.

They are all old acquaintances, but they didn't know she was so good at fighting before! I guess even Black Widow can't compare to her!

"Sorry." The female director pressed her ear, her voice turned into a mechanical sound, and golden lines like snake scales flashed on her face.

She wiped her face, took off the thin mask and wig on her head, revealing her true face, and everyone's doubts were instantly dispelled.

Natasha Romanoff, the only female member of the Avengers.

"Did I interrupt your speech?"

"How could it be you?" Pierce wiped the blood from his lips. "I miscalculated and did not confirm the identity of the director."

Natasha shrugged, then picked up the gun on the ground and handed it to the other three directors.

"Please wait here for a while and witness the so-called Insight Project."

Pierce chuckled and pretended to be relaxed as he picked up the phone on the table, "Do you think you can win?

Steve Rogers, and... who?"

"Sam Wilson, a retired soldier."

"Just the two of them want to stop Project Insight? How funny.

There are three motherships, each of which is heavily guarded and has strong firepower, but there are only two of them, and it is impossible for them to break through the defense.

Even if they succeed by chance, there is still a third mothership that can target one million people who may threaten Hydra at one time.

Project Insight, Hydra has already won from the moment the mothership takes off."

"You're a lunatic." A director cursed angrily.

"Don't say that. You guys also agreed to Project Insight."

"But we did not agree to use it to kill people, and we certainly did not agree to use it to kill people who are endangering Hydra."

Natasha sighed slightly, and there was a hint of pity in her eyes when she looked at Pierce.

He didn't know that his plan had failed before it even began, and that Project Insight was essentially just Nick Fury's snake-catching plan.

What Steve and Sam are doing now, in addition to exercises, is to eliminate as many Hydras as possible on the mothership. After all, the value of these three ships is still very high, and it would be a pity to destroy them.

"We'll see!"

......

monitoring room.

Aaron stroked his chin and looked at the surveillance screen with interest.

Steve, with his shield, broke through the multiple lines of defense set up by Hydra and continued to advance forward.

Sam flew around the No. 2 mothership in the sky as flexibly as a bird, avoiding the strafing of the Quinjet behind him, and occasionally fighting back with two large-caliber compact submachine guns.

"That's a pretty good performance, by human standards."

"Is it really appropriate for you to stand here?" Hill asked speechlessly.

"Bucky hasn't come out yet!" Aaron spread his hands, "Let's talk about it when he comes out."

"He's out." Hill suddenly pointed at the surveillance screen. On the screen, Bucky was walking towards the tarmac with a grenade launcher in a menacing manner.

"Those pilots..." Aaron raised his eyebrows and looked at the team of pilots preparing to board the plane on the screen, "They should be going to support Steve and the others!"

"You need to get to the helipad quickly, or Bucky will kill them all."

"Ok, no problem.

I also want to finish the work as soon as possible!" Aaron sighed lightly, then opened the box and walked out of the monitoring room holding the modified sniper rifle.

He planned to find a vantage point with a relatively wide view, so that he could use Bucky to test the performance of the new gun.

......

"All SHIELD pilots are urgently taking off. We are Captain Rogers' only air support."

As soon as he finished speaking, gunshots suddenly rang out and the fighter plane closest to them exploded.

The impact of the flames blew the pilots away, and the surrounding airport staff were not spared.

Bucky walked out from the black smoke, his silver left arm flashing with a cold light.

Without hesitation, he pointed his gun at the fallen pilots.

At this moment, a golden bullet with a light blue tail flame hit the weapon in his hand.

boom!

A fist-sized hole was broken in the grenade launcher, like ice melted by a soldering iron. The red molten iron dripped onto Bucky's metal arm, making his left hand feel the warmth for the first time in a long time.

The next moment, Bucky looked in the direction where the bullet came from.

He saw a figure on the upper floor of the building smiling and waving at him from a distance of several hundred meters, with a black sniper rifle about one meter long held in front of him.

"They are our people." The flight captain said firmly, "Get on the plane now."

Bucky's face turned cold. He threw away the grenade launcher, took out an automatic rifle from his back and was about to shoot at the pilot.

The only order he received was to ensure that the mothership was launched and cleared of all unfavorable factors, especially Steve Rogers.

We can ignore this damn sniper for now, but these pilots must die.

"You wish!" Aaron snorted and pulled the trigger twice in succession.

boom!boom!

Two gunshots were heard, and two golden bullets instantly flew into the air.

One shattered the automatic rifle in Bucky's hand, and the other hit the palm of his left hand.

The bullet spun rapidly, creating several sparks on Bucky's palm, and the sturdy metal arm trembled slightly due to the powerful impact.

"what!"

Suddenly, Bucky shouted loudly, and the circles of lines on the metal arm began to contract and expand as he increased his strength.

boom!

The moment the bullet was shot out, Bucky rolled over and hid behind a row of containers.

He opened his left hand, looked at the thumb-sized dent in his palm emitting black smoke, and clenched his fist angrily.

The pilots seized the opportunity to board the Quinjet and flew to the three motherships to provide fire support for Steve and Sam.

Bucky looked at this scene unwillingly and was about to rush out to stop them.

But as soon as he took a step, a sharp warning suddenly came from his mind, forcing him to retract his leg instinctively.

Almost in the next moment, a bullet flew past his eyes, penetrated the ground, and shot into the lake below.

Hey!

Bucky's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of surprise appeared on his cold face.

If he had not stepped back in time, one of his legs would have been broken.

And there is no need to count on any luck. Judging from the extent of the damage to his left hand, he will definitely lose the ability to move instantly.

"What a quick reaction!

No, that's not right, it's not a reaction, but a warrior's instinct."

Wait, warrior?

For the warrior path, Bucky might be a suitable candidate.

It is necessary to have a good talk with the Winter Soldier, but before that we have to catch him first!

Thinking of this, Aaron's lips curled up in a playful arc, and he immediately observed the row of containers through the sight.

The scope was also a product of alchemy. Bucky and the shelter he found were presented to Aaron in the form of a three-dimensional stereogram, without any obstacles.

"The experiment with ordinary bullets is over, so next..." Aaron adjusted the muzzle of the gun, aimed it at Buggy's left shoulder, and injected some magic power into the bullet, "This power should be about right."

With a loud bang, the rapidly spinning bullet turned into a purple-gold stream of light and shot out from the muzzle.

At this moment, Bucky seemed to sense something and quickly turned his body to avoid it.

But he was still a little too late. He was blown away by the shot and spun several times in the air before falling to the ground.

Half of the metal arm was broken directly, and the precise and expensive metal parts were scattered all over the ground.

"Well done." Hill's praising voice came from the headset.

"It's just so-so!" Aaron said modestly, "The reason why I'm so good is because of my hard-earned marksmanship and this alchemical weapon that's half a divine weapon, and the support from my peers."

Hill: ...

'Peers' doesn't mean S.H.I.E.L.D., does it?

"Is Bucky okay?" Steve asked worriedly.

“Don’t worry, I just removed his metal arm.

If your combat power is greatly reduced, it will not hinder your subsequent actions."

"That's good."

As he spoke, Bucky stood up.

He did not dodge or run away, but instead rushed towards Aaron with all his strength.

“Wow! So brave?” Aaron almost laughed when he saw Bucky, whose running movements were uncoordinated due to a broken left arm.

"Stop joking. Even if he lost an arm, ordinary agents are no match for him." Hill reminded hurriedly.

"Understood. I'll shoot him again."

Aaron aimed at Bucky's left leg this time and pulled the trigger to fire a regular bullet.

Bucky showed a look of shock and anger, and dodged the bullet with a somersault.

"An excellent fighter."

Aaron made a brief comment before firing a second bullet.

Bucky dodged it with a beautiful slide, then rolled forward to avoid the third bullet, and finally blocked the fourth bullet with half of his metal arm...

In more than half a minute, Bucky ran hundreds of meters and successfully arrived in front of the building.

Aaron looked at him with admiration. There was only one bullet left in the sniper rifle's magazine, but there was no need to continue shooting.

Aaron put away his gun, jumped down from the building, and landed steadily on the ground.

Seeing this, Bucky accelerated and approached Aaron, reaching out his right hand to try to grab the other's shoulder.

Faced with this sudden attack, Aaron raised his eyebrows, bent his knees and half squatted down, avoiding the opponent's right hand while turning his body and raising his left arm.

boom!

An elbow hit Bucky’s abdomen. The powerful force made him groan, and some saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he did not stop, instead he endured the pain and suppressed it.

Aaron turned his body, supported himself with one hand and did a backflip to avoid the attack, then he put some distance between himself and others.

Bucky barely adjusted his state and was about to attack when he saw Aaron had an M1911 in his hand.