The staff had already begun to clean up the passages and cabins, taking away the bodies and the wounded, and putting the instruments and tables and chairs back to their original state. However, many people still had dazed eyes and stiff expressionless faces, and they obviously had not yet recovered from the sudden attack.
The scene can only be described in two words - tragic!
It's so tragic.
In the main driving hall.
Under the organization of Director Fury and Agent Hill, some staff members were reorganized into a driving team to carry out indiscriminate monitoring of the damaged helicopter carrier and count the casualties and property losses caused by the attack.
Captain America Steve, Black Widow Natasha, and Hawkeye Barton sat side by side on a step in the hall, staring in a trance at the post-war restoration site below.
"We lost this round." Steve lowered his chin with both hands, his handsome young face solemn, and sighed softly, "We lost completely. As expected, we can't underestimate Loki from the alien realm. He is a very difficult guy."
Natasha sighed, "Captain, the wars in the past were better, right? There were no spies lurking around, no aliens with special talents involved, and no magic hammers flying around."
“It’s hard to say.” Steve shook his head and said, “I was too careless this time. I used to rely on that person and follow his figure, but now I can only move forward step by step by myself.”
Natasha lowered her head and whispered, "Me too!"
If you always follow that person, your body and mind will inevitably become lax, and you will never be able to become a hero who can stand on your own.
Director Fury walked over from a distance, glanced at Steve and the other two who were still immersed in failure, and said calmly: "In the previous raid, 26 SHIELD agents died and countless were injured. Among them, Agent Coulson died before he could receive first aid."
"He's dead." Director Fury's tone became unusually heavy.
Agent Coulson.
One of the veteran agents who assisted Fury in establishing the Avengers. I guess everyone who is a member of the Avengers knows him.
"Damn it!" Bart blamed himself so much that he pounded his fist on the ground.
Steve was silent, not knowing what to say.
"What about Young Master Caesar? Is he okay?" Natasha asked with concern.
Fury nodded and said, "Caesar is fine. He is just still unconscious. In the battle just now, he has exceeded his physical limit and can no longer participate in the next battle."
"I'm glad that everyone is okay." Natasha lowered her head in shame. Just now, they were of no help at all.
Director Fury looked at the silent Steve and the other two, suddenly took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "You three are the top agents and super soldiers on the planet. You won't give up just because of this setback? Don't forget who you are!"
Steve and the other two all shuddered.
"Of course I haven't forgotten. We are... the Avengers!"
Steve clenched his fists and slowly stood up from the stairs. At the same time, Natasha and Barton also stood up and stood on the captain's left and right.
"That's right." Director Fury showed a look of relief, and said with a dark and serious face: "Don't think about retreating, even if you have to bite the bullet, you have to stand up to me! Otherwise, how can we be worthy of the sacrifices of those agents just now?!"
"Indeed, no more people can be sacrificed." Natasha nodded in agreement.
Bart said coldly: "I will shoot my arrow into that bastard's head."
"Now..."
Director Fury was about to say something when the door to the driving hall suddenly opened.
Thor, wearing a red cape and silver armor, rubbed his messy blond hair with his hands, walked into the main driving hall, glanced at everyone and shouted: "Hey, has anyone seen my hammer?"
"Thor, you're finally awake." Natasha breathed a sigh of relief and blinked, "Can't you cast summoning magic?"
"That's why it's strange. I can't summon my hammer." Waving his hand, Thor hurriedly paced around the hall, looking around. He didn't even remember that he was almost killed before, and he regarded Thor's hammer as more important than his own life.
"I know where your hammer is." Steve walked forward and patted Thor's shoulder soothingly. "My shield should be there too."
"Really? That's great. By the way, where is my brother Loki?"
Thor thanked him first, then looked around and said belatedly.
This is a very nervous reflex arc...
Everyone in the hall was speechless. This funny scene just eliminated the atmosphere of depression and grief that had accumulated previously.
Steve said in a deep voice: "Loki has already escaped, and he must be in the new building of Stark Industries in downtown New York. He wants to use the nuclear reaction energy there to activate the cosmic magic and open a portal for his alien army."
"We must set off immediately without delay."
Natasha adjusted her leather jacket and dusted off her body. Suddenly, she asked in surprise, "Wait, where's Eddie? Where did he go again?"
Sam happened to walk into the cockpit and meet up with everyone. He replied, "Eddie said he had to get the toxin back, so he's already gone ahead in his fighter plane."
"Then we will also fly our fighter planes and head to New York City immediately!"
Led by Steve as Captain America, Thor, Black Widow Natasha, Hawkeye Barton, and Falcon Sam followed closely behind and left the main cockpit in a mighty manner.
Five minutes later.
A black fighter took off from a helicopter carrier, its wings cutting through the clouds, its engines roaring at full speed, heading towards the central city of New York dozens of kilometers away.
Director Fury stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the main cockpit, watching the black fighter disappear at the end of his sight, wondering what he was thinking.
Agent Hill suddenly came up from behind him and whispered something in his ear.
"okay, I get it."
Director Fury nodded majestically, turned around and left the cockpit alone, walked through several long passages, and finally came to a hidden cabin.
He reached out and pressed the detector next to the door, and confirmed through fingerprints and pupils, and the door opened with a "click".
Director Fury stepped in and saw a table in the middle of the huge room, with enough hot dishes for ten people on it.
Caesar was sitting in a chair, so hungry that his head was almost buried on the table, and he devoured the nutritious food on the plate at superhuman speed.
Director Fury closed the door with his backhand, sat on the chair opposite, and said, "They have already set off. Everything is as you expected, Caesar."
"Very good, that's right."
Caesar tore a piece of beef, chewed it a little, and swallowed it. He smiled innocently and said, "The war has just begun."
Chapter 445 Earth's Home Field, the Beginning of the Alien War
Caesar was laughing, but Furik couldn't laugh at all.
"I still don't understand it."
Fury supported himself on the table with both hands, stood up slightly, looked directly at Caesar who was sitting opposite him, and asked in a deep voice: "Caesar, why! You already knew Loki's intention, but you didn't stop his plan first, but let him follow his own script. Next, we may not only have to deal with Loki, but also an alien army that is capable of conquering the earth!"
Caesar smiled and did not answer. He picked up a roasted chicken leg that was as big as his arm, opened his mouth, and stuffed the chicken leg directly into his mouth, with his cheeks bulging exaggeratedly.