The wilderness of Nidavellir...
Steve and the others had been holding out inside the Steel Fortress for four days!
Looking at the still-endless sea of bugs, Steve frowned and asked Ivan beside him, "Have you figured anything out?"
Ivan was wearing steel armor. He carefully peeled the last orange and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth, then took a small sip of vodka before saying, "Figured out what?"
Steve watched Ivan's nonchalant expression in frustration. Helplessly, he snatched the vodka from Ivan's hand, took a swig, and said, "The bugs' attacks are starting to weaken...
It seems like they just want to keep us surrounded here!"
Ivan glanced at several Avengers soldiers asleep beneath the barricades with Electromagnetic Rifles in their arms, then shook his head. "What difference does that make?
Next time they attack, you can try not resisting and see whether the bugs come pouring in..."
Steve shook his head. "Reinforcements from the Allied Forces will be here soon...
I'm worried these bugs are surrounding us to ambush the reinforcements...
Their current behavior makes me uneasy!"
As Steve spoke, Ivan suddenly sealed his helmet and slammed a fist into the parapet in front of him, making a loud bang...
"Get ready. They're coming again!"
Looking at the swarm starting to surge beneath the fortress, Ivan climbed onto the parapet and shook his head at Steve. "Instead of worrying about that, you should worry about whether we can hold off this wave.
The more we kill, the less pressure there'll be on other fronts.
Let's see whether I can kill them faster, or they can reproduce faster!"
Steve watched in frustration as the Avengers and Suicide Squad below the parapet sprang to their feet. They quickly took up positions in their assigned sectors and began firing with precision.