Steve kept rolling and dodging, and the metal left fist brushed past his body and landed on the hard concrete floor specially made by Gongdao, instantly cracking into a spider web-shaped crack with a diameter of one meter.
"That was a close call." Steve gritted his teeth, rolled over to create distance, and swung out the round shield again.
The shield whirred and cut through the air, heading straight for the Winter Soldier's neck.
The Winter Soldier raised his eyes coldly. His left arm, which was clenched into a fist and pressed against the ground the moment before, was raised quickly like lightning the next moment. His reaction nerves were far faster than others and he slapped the oncoming shield.
The shield hummed, and this time it did not return along the same route. It flew to the side at an angle and directly into the compartment of an abandoned bus on the side of the road.
Steve lost his shield and finally got a moment to breathe. He quickly stood up with his hands on the ground.
He did not retreat, but leaped slightly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and assumed a posture ready for close combat, saying with great enthusiasm: "You know, I can still fight like this for a day and a night."
Hearing this, the Winter Soldier paused for half a second, a hint of emotion flashed across his eyes, but it quickly dissipated and he returned to his original indifference.
"Bucky, come on! I'll remind you of me!" Steve said straightforwardly, hooking his left fist towards the Winter Soldier five meters away.
The Winter Soldier said nothing, but waved back.
As if in compliance with his order, a brand new submachine gun with a full magazine was thrown over by his accomplice behind him.
"You've really changed. You can't play like this, right?" Steve smiled bitterly. He didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and ran towards the direction of the nearby cover. Just as he rushed out a few meters quickly, bullets came chasing and sweeping past him.
"Can you come over and help?"
Natasha, who was not far away, was shouting loudly as she was fighting fiercely in close combat with four or five armed soldiers. Her bright red hair was swaying like flames, and her agile figure was sharp and beautiful.
"I can't leave here!" Steve responded helplessly, leaning against an abandoned yellow car, the other side of the car having been riddled with bullets.
"Captain, more armed vehicles are coming this way, less than half a minute!"
Falcon Sam was hovering at a low altitude of dozens of meters, looking at the two people being suppressed below. He noticed an armed convoy speeding on the road farther away with horns honking, and couldn't help but shout a warning.
"This is really troublesome!" Steve whispered, looking up at the helicopter carrier that was rising higher and higher, and gave an order: "Don't worry about us, you go to the helicopter carrier first, Natasha and I will be there soon!"
"Okay!" Sam nodded, and the mechanical wings trembled slightly. Like an eagle, it soared into the sky and flew quickly towards the aircraft carrier a few miles away.
However, his departure officially announced that Steve and Natasha were both trapped in a situation of fighting each other.
The bullets nearby were still suppressing the attack, and the horns of enemy cars in the distance were approaching my ears.
Steve leaned against the vehicle, his mind racing with ideas, and finally he sighed in frustration, "Maybe we can't get away."
There is no room for recovery in the current situation.
"Are you giving up, Captain?" A somewhat mechanical voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"Of course not..." Steve answered subconsciously, and suddenly froze. He looked sideways and saw a little mechanical man sitting in the back seat of the car.
Steve asked curiously, "Who are you?"
"My name is Weiss." The robot showed his steel teeth and said, "I am sent by Master Kyle to help you."
"Ves, cheat?" Steve was a little confused, but when he heard that it was sent by Kyle, joy surged on his face and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Whenever Kyle takes action, it must be reliable!
"There's no time to explain, get in the car!" Weiss said coldly.
"Get in?" Steve blinked, looked at the abandoned yellow car that was riddled with bullet holes, and still gritted his teeth, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.
"Please fasten your seat belts." Weiss snapped his fingers. His movements and tone imitated Kyle very much.
Steve felt like he was in a stolen car and could only fasten his seat belt silently.
Weiss took out a krypton gold core from somewhere, held it in his hands and bit it, swallowing it down with a crunch. "Very good. The energy is ready, and the transformation mode is ready to start!"
It suddenly jumped onto the passenger seat, its body emitting abundant electric light, and its mechanical hands acted as probes to insert into the driving instruments.
"Mechanical assimilation! Transformer mode!"
The outside of an abandoned vehicle.
The Winter Soldier threw away the gun with an empty magazine and a red-hot muzzle, and was about to call for someone to switch to the rocket launcher when an armed vehicle honked its horn on the road behind him.
"Stop it! Put your hands behind your head and squat down!"
Several teams of agents immediately got out of the car and surrounded Natasha with guns, who had just knocked down several armed men.
Natasha snorted coldly, then squatted down in helpless surrender as more than a dozen guns were aimed at her.
Nearly ten armored vehicles arrived and stopped, surrounding the abandoned yellow car. Many agents swarmed out of the vehicles, holding guns and aiming at the car alertly.
The leading special agent captain warned coldly: "Get out of the car! I will shoot you if you don't get out!"
But no one responded and the scene was silent.
Just when the captain of the special agents could not help himself, the abandoned vehicle shook slightly, the intact taillights lit up, and exciting and trendy electronic music floated out from inside.
At this moment, they actually started singing!
Dozens of elite agents, Hydra members, and even the Winter Soldier were stunned and their brains froze.
"Shoot me!" the agent captain roared angrily.
Chapter 287 Transformers Mode!
"Steve what is he doing?"
Natasha, who was handcuffed, felt unbelievable when she heard the music coming from the vehicle. When the captain of the special agents gave the order to shoot, her face suddenly changed.
'Bang, bang, bang!'
The agents opened fire collectively, and the bullets formed a dense rain of bullets, tightly covering the surrounding yellow cars.
At the same time, a white electric current was transmitted from the inside to the outside, covering the damaged car body with a sizzling sound.
Just for a brief moment.
The shared bike changed at a speed visible to the naked eye: the front of the car suddenly lifted up, the body mechanically decomposed and expanded, the four tires shrank inward, and the metal parts stretched out like limbs.
It was obviously an ordinary abandoned vehicle, but it showed high-tech and precise transformation, and was transformed and assembled at an extremely fast speed right in front of the agents!
"Ding-ding-ding!"
Bullets fell densely on the outer shell of the transforming machine, sparks flew away, leaving only a few light white bullet marks.
At this point, the shared bike finally completed its final transformation.