Chapter 195: Safe Evacuation

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“It seems that Hydra doesn’t intend to let me leave so safely!” Wesley and Apple chatted.

“According to the situation analysis, they want to force you to use the armor.” Apple’s analysis is correct. The bombing can’t kill Wesley. Wesley must use the armor at a critical time, although they don’t know where Wesley’s armor is.

“So they must be watching this place with satellites. Once I use the armor, what will they do next?” Wesley asked.

“It should be related to international affairs. While attacking you, it will also attack the Avengers, disbanding or supervising them. This way, their Project Insight will reduce the obstacles, and the Avengers will be scattered. At that time, it will be easy to destroy them one by one, but Hydra seems to have taken it for granted.”

“Indeed, can we really take them down one by one? It’s still unknown whether Saul and Tony can defeat their three motherships.”

“Saul doesn’t have to think about it. He doesn’t live on Earth. And when he comes, I think a little deception from Hydra will be enough.”

“Oh, that’s true. That guy is a lot more simple-minded.” Wesley nodded in agreement and then fired his pistol outside to suppress the enemy who wanted to approach. Then he took out a few grenades, pulled the ring pull and threw them out.

This was the enemy’s territory, and Wesley had no scruples. None of them were his own people, so even if he didn’t have to put on his armor, he could do a lot of damage. Taking advantage of the time it took for the grenade to explode, Wesley changed his cover, then removed the silencer on his pistol and replaced the magazine.

He suddenly got up and looked outside, then immediately squatted down. The bunker was instantly surrounded by bullets. Iron shavings and gravel flew everywhere. Wesley stretched out his arm behind the bunker and fired three shots in a row. Three people outside fell to the ground, and the firepower stopped. Wesley flashed out and fired with both guns, and at the same time, his feet began to run.

Wesley found the same feeling he’d had when he broke into the Brotherhood of Assassins. The boom fighters were still bombing, but the loud explosions had become the drums of Wesley’s battle, running fast, his heart starting to beat faster, and he was moving faster and faster, shooting with both guns.

Bang! Bang! Without the silencer in the way, the pistol roared happily, and bullets kept flying. Crack! The bullets were all gone, but the class was dismissed again. No one saw how Wesley reloaded.

The bullets whizzed past Wesley. He could clearly see the trajectory of the bullets. None of them could cut through the corner of his shirt.

With a shake of his hands, the pistol disappeared and an assault rifle appeared in his hands. The sound of gunfire was clearer. Wesley began to increase his firepower. Thirty rounds were emptied in seconds. Then the magazine fell to the ground and a new one appeared on the gun. He pulled the bolt and Wesley started shooting again.

The battle was a little crazy. A group of soldiers were shooting at Wesley with assault rifles, but it was difficult for them to catch Wesley’s figure. He was wandering around the factory like a ghost, and some of them were starting to be unable to withstand the pressure. Even though their bullets poured down like a storm, they still could not wet Wesley’s clothes. They began to fear such an enemy.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The explosions outside began to intensify. Wesley knew that he could not wait any longer. After rushing into a bunker, he summoned the space gem and then directly released energy. The soldiers outside did not attack immediately. They stayed where they were in fear.

The explosions outside were getting louder and louder, and the bombing of the fighter aircraft began to become more frequent. The leader could not wait any longer. He shouted and urged the soldiers to go over and take a look. They had to take back the core.

Orders were orders. The soldiers braced themselves and leaned forward. It would be best if several of them mustered their courage and rushed forward. However, when they saw the situation behind the bunker, they were all stunned. There was no one behind the bunker, and Wesley appeared sixty kilometers away at this time.

“Phew… this time I moved 60 kilometers. I’m less than 30 kilometers from the beach.” Wesley put away the locator again and then concentrated on opening the space door. The sea appeared in front of him and Wesley stepped over it.

At S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Jasper Sitwell was watching the satellite image. The image was very clear. The target base was now a sea of fire, but he never saw Wesley appear with his armor. Did he not bring his armor?

His hands worked on the keyboard and a video image appeared. It was a record of Wesley boarding the plane and leaving. He carefully observed Wesley’s backpack. It was indeed large and filled with things, but he could not tell what they were. The backpack was stretched to the maximum and there was room for a handheld steel armor like Tony Stark’s, but he was not sure if Wesley had brought it with him.

‘This powerful bombing will definitely kill you if you don’t use the armor. Did the other party really not bring it? No, I have to go to the command center to take a look.’ Jasper Sitwell left his office and went to Victoria Hand’s command center.

“Did Agent Wesley Gibson send back a message?” he asked when he came in.

“Not yet. I don’t know if he has left the target base. The submarine will wait for him at the beach for five hours. If he doesn’t come back, it will evacuate,” Victoria Hand said.

“Aren’t you worried?”

“What are you worried about? This is a normal operation plan. Although there is no one to meet him, he is a member of Avenger. I think it should not be a problem.”

“His strength comes from the armor. Did he bring it this time?”

“I’m not sure, but it shouldn’t be a problem!” Victoria Hand hesitated and said.

Jasper Sitwell walked to the side and ordered an agent to check Wesley’s satellite location, but the answer surprised him. “The satellite location has not been turned on.”

Every time Wesley turned it on, it was too short and only flashed across the screen. If one did not check the data records, it would be difficult to determine where he had appeared, as if it had not been turned on.

Just as Jasper Sitwell was thinking about it, the agent in charge of communications shouted from the other side. He instantly lost his composure. How did this person come out and move dozens of kilometers in an instant? Could his armor have an invisibility function?

Victoria Hand was also stunned. Then she said, “Inform him to turn on the satellite positioning. The submarine will send a small boat to pick him up.”

No matter how shocked they were, Wesley had boarded the submarine, but he didn’t have any of his equipment with him. He was wearing a combat suit and a bulletproof tactical vest. He returned safely to headquarters to welcome his leave in Washington.