After sweeping her gaze around, Gamora lowered her head to confirm that the navigation device showed she had arrived at the target location.
Explosions echoed through the distant sky, as though a battle was underway.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly.
"Perfect."
She turned to look toward the entrance of the underground base.
This was the only building within a kilometer. Though well hidden, it still stood out clearly under the Interstellar Compass's scan.
She patted the sheaths at her sides, where her weapons—the Godslayer Daggers—rested quietly.
"Star-Lord?... Hmph~"
Twisting her waist, she walked inside...
Only the last Helicarrier remained in the air.
Under the control of Hydra agents, the carrier's defense systems frantically fired at Falcon in the sky.
Falcon Sam relied on his exceptional mobility to weave through the air and evade the barrage, catching the falling Captain America along the way.
Steve had originally been aboard Helicarrier No. 2. He had just driven back several enemies closing in on him when the ground beneath his feet suddenly vanished.
Helicarrier No. 2 disappeared just like that.
The sudden turn of events caught Captain America off guard, and he tumbled through the air toward the ground.
Fortunately, Falcon arrived in time, grabbing Steve in midair and carrying him toward Helicarrier No. 1.
"You're way heavier than you look..."
The two landed steadily on Helicarrier No. 1 and headed toward the pile of chips.
With a brief moment to spare, Sam could not help complaining about Steve's weight.
"I ate too much breakfast..."
Captain America had a sense of humor, just not much of one.
Suddenly, a figure appeared and slammed Steve viciously off the deck.
It was Bucky. Or rather, he should be called the Winter Soldier now.
"Steve!"
Startled, Sam shouted as he activated his Iron