Helicarrier Battle (II)

"Dammit!"

Black Widow cursed and reacted instantly, executing a lightning-fast tactical roll behind a massive hydraulic launch-and-recovery mechanism.

Bullets clanged against the heavy metal, throwing up a shower of sparks.

For a moment, Black Widow was pinned behind cover by overwhelming firepower. Raising her head was difficult enough, let alone breaking through the barrage and entering the lower decks.

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Hawkeye was not faring much better.

He had caught a ride with Tony Stark and dropped straight from high altitude onto the rear deck of Helicarrier No. 2.

He had barely found his footing and had not even had time to survey his surroundings when an automated sentry turret to his side abruptly swung its barrel toward him. An infrared targeting beam locked onto him instantly.

Bzzzz—!!!

Thirty-millimeter shells screamed through the air like Death's scythe, sweeping across where he had just been standing and carving a deep, mangled trench into the deck.

Hawkeye threw himself into several desperate side rolls before taking cover behind the landing gear of a carrier-based aircraft.

Though he had avoided the sentry turret's attack, more Hydra soldiers were closing in on him from every direction. The moment they spotted him, they covered his position with a powerful crossfire network, pinning him in place so thoroughly that he could not move an inch.

Tony Stark had clearly run into considerable trouble as well. According to the plan, he was supposed to enter the ship from the deck, fight his way inside, and reach the central server room at the very bottom of the hull.

But the moment he approached the massive body of Helicarrier No. 1 in his red-and-gold Mark 45 Armor, he came under concentrated fire from the close-in defense guns.

"Friday, scan their friend-or-foe identification system," Tony Stark ordered.

"Scanning—detected that