The sound of the alarm was like a rusty dull saw, pulling slowly and cruelly on Chu Hang's eardrums. Every time the blood-red emergency lights flashed, the pure white cell was dyed scarlet like a slaughterhouse. Between the light and shadow, it was as if one could smell the omen of blood.
Explosions, gunshots, and screams mixed with fear and despair came in waves from outside, and the sound waves got closer and closer, as if the waves of hell were lapping at his lonely boat.
Chu Hang stood in the center of the room. His body, which had been frozen for half a century, had just woken up, and was still carrying a deep weakness that made him tremble slightly uncontrollably. But the eyes in this frail body were astonishingly bright, as bright as if they could Puncture this cage. It is the look in the eyes of a traveler who has been trudging for months in the endless desert, on the verge of death from dehydration, and finally sees the green patch of green at the end of the horizon. It is mixed with madness, Greed, and determination at all costs.
opportunity.
He knows S.H.I.E.L.D.'s behavior better than anyone else. Once this sudden chaos subsides, what awaits him will not be freedom, but tighter imprisonment and more in-depth research. They will dissect him layer by layer like a rare laboratory rat, and analyze it repeatedly until the last trace of secrets derived from Cosmic Cube is squeezed out of him, and then make him a specimen and seal it permanently. He will never let that kind of future happen.
He must escape.
Right now, right now!
"Boom--!"
A loud noise that was duller and more violent than any previous explosions came from not far away, as if a prehistoric beast turned over underground. The whole room shook violently, and the dust on the ceiling fell rustlingly, like a miniature snow. Chu Hang stumbled and almost fell to the ground, feeling a sense of weakness in his body.
However, it is this destructive Havok that brings life.
The white door in front of him, which was made of high-strength alloy and symbolized absolute imprisonment, made a heart-wrenching sound of metal twisting during the earthquake. Fine gaps burst out at the connection between the door frame and the wall, and the precise electronic lock panel on the door erupted with a series of dazzling electric sparks. Then there was a "sizzling" sound, and the screen completely fell into darkness.
The door was blown open a crack. A crack that only allowed one person to squeeze through sideways, leading to both hell and heaven.
Chu Hang's pupils suddenly shrank to a point.
He didn't hesitate for even a tenth of a second. Almost at the same moment when the door lock went out, he mobilized all his remaining strength, and like an arrow off the string, he rushed towards the gap desperately, smashed it open with his shoulder, and squeezed out.
The corridor outside the door is already a purgatory on earth.
The emergency lights flickered on and off, switching wildly between Light Law and darkness, making everything in front of them fragmented. The air was filled with acrid gun smoke, the smell of burnt plastic, and the overwhelmingly thick smell of blood. It turned out that The otherwise pure white walls were covered with ferocious bullet holes and charred burn marks. Several corpses of agents wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. uniforms lay scattered on the ground. Warm blood pooled on the floor tiles to form irregular pools of dark red.
The surviving agents were relying on corridor corners and collapsed bunkers to engage in fierce exchanges of fire with invisible enemies. The bullets shuttled freely through the narrow space, making a "whooshing" scream. Every time they hit the wall, a shower of cement debris and Mars would be splashed.
The dazzling white prison uniform Chu Hang was wearing, in such a chaotic and dark environment, was simply a moving target.
He lowered his body and his eyes quickly scanned the trajectories of the firefight. Now! In the short gap between the two rounds of shooting, he rolled forward suddenly, with the instinctive smoothness given by Super-Soldier Serum in his movements, and accurately hid behind the body of an agent who was still warm. Although his body was weak, his fighting instincts had already been engraved in his bones.
His hands quickly groped the body, and a cold touch came from his fingertips.
A pistol was heavy in his hand. Two spare magazines were stuffed into his pocket. A walkie-talkie that had malfunctioned and kept making noise was thrown away by him.
Enough.
He tucked the pistol behind his waist and pressed his whole body against the cold ground, like a snake slithering in the shadows. He used the rows of overturned filing cabinets and debris as cover to move silently through the chaotic battlefield. His goal was very clear, not to rush towards the exit desperately, but to swim against the current and go to the core of this chaos.
Because he knew that only there could he truly have hope of living.
"Attention all teams! The target is moving towards the archives in Area B7! Repeat, the target is in Area B7!"
"Fury Sir! We lost Dr. Mar-Vell's signal!"
"Damn it! Get me through the Air Force! I want to know who those bastards in the sky are!"
The sound of intermittent radio communication mixed with current noise came from the corner not far away. Chu Hang followed the sound and saw a familiar figure - Nick Fury, who was leading Phil·Coulson and a team of fully armed agents. They fired back accurately while advancing rapidly towards the depths of the corridor.
There was no trace of panic on Fury's always tense face, and cold murderous intent flashed in his one eye. Every time he raised his hand to fire, he was as calm as if he were training at the shooting range, and at the same time he was clearly issuing instructions one after another. Coulson, who was still young, followed closely beside him, holding a gun on guard with one hand, and holding the headset with the other, playing the role of deputy and guard dutifully.
That's it!
Chu Hang's heart skipped a beat. He remembered clearly that in the memory of the movie, the battle between Carol·Dan Vers and Kree, the energy explosion that changed everything, and the final tipping point, was the B7 area archives where Lightspeed Engine was stored.
He did not follow too closely, but was like a real ghost, maintaining a safe distance that allowed observation without being discovered, and quietly hung behind Team Fury.
This road to hope is not smooth.
As soon as Chu Hang rounded a corner filled with debris, he collided head-on with a hurriedly running "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.".
"Sorry!" the "agent" blurted out subconsciously, and at the same time reached out to help the staggering Chu Hang.
The moment the two people's bodies came into contact, Chu Hang's body suddenly stiffened.
Something's wrong!
This man's body temperature is much lower than that of a normal person, like a piece of cold jade wrapped around his skin. The touch of his skin is also a bit strange. Through a thin layer of combat uniform, it feels like touching cold rubber. More importantly, he does not have the kind of cold jade that humans can get under extreme stress in combat. Although Logan's Beast-like sense of smell was not copied by him, Super-Soldier Serum also greatly strengthened his five senses, making him extremely sensitive to these subtle differences.
Chu Hang's eyes instantly turned as cold as frost. Without any hesitation, he exerted force on his waist and fell backwards with the force of being hit. At the same time, his right hand was as fast as lightning and he pulled out the pistol from his waist. The black muzzle was pointed steadily at the opponent's head as he fell to the ground.
The "agent"'s reaction was also surprisingly fast. The moment Chu Hang fell backwards, the apologetic expression on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by an inhuman ferociousness and cruelty. His arm twisted and stretched at a weird angle that violated the human body structure, and his five fingers turned into sharp Bone Claws, and with a breaking sound, he fiercely grabbed Chu Hang's throat.
It's Skrull!
Chu Hang knew it in his heart, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.
Bang!
The sound of gunfire was particularly harsh in the narrow corridor, and the echo made people's eardrums numb.
The bullet accurately hit Skrull's disguised eyebrow, but it only caused its body to shake violently, and a small hole with green blood appeared on its head. It did not cause fatal damage.
"Damn it!" Chu Hang cursed secretly. He forgot that Skrull was also thick-skinned and thick-skinned. The physiological structure of this alien creature was far tougher than that of humans.
The Skrull was in pain and let out a sharp and piercing neigh, and the offensive became even more crazy. Chu Hang rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding the fatal claws, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked the fire hydrant box built into the wall next to him with all his strength.
There was a crash, the glass shattered, and a red cylinder, a fire extinguisher, fell out.
Chu Hang picked up the heavy fire extinguisher, looked at the direction where Skrull was coming again, and pressed the switch without hesitation.
Tsk--!
A large amount of white dry powder spurted out instantly, like a thick fog, covering Skrull's face.
Skrull was caught off guard, his vision and breathing were instantly blocked, and he let out an angry and chaotic roar.
That's it now!
Chu Hang threw away the empty fire extinguisher and stepped forward. Taking advantage of the opponent's vision being blocked and waving his arms randomly, the barrel of the gun in his hand was fiercely thrust into the opponent's mouth that was open due to the roar with all his strength.
Then, he pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In one breath, he poured all the remaining bullets in the magazine into the alien creature's skull.
The bullet exploded from the inside, instantly blasting Skrull's head into a ball of paste mixed with green blood and white brain matter, with red, white, and green splashing everywhere.
The huge body fell to the ground, and after twitching violently for a few times on the ground, the disguise faded away and returned to its original ugly appearance with green skin and long pointed ears.
Chu Hang put his hands on his knees, panting violently, and his chest rose and fell like a bellows. The series of movements just now almost exhausted the little physical strength he had just recovered. He could feel that the Cosmic Energy in his body that had been silent for fifty years began to feel dull pain again because of this violent exercise, like a ball of hot magma rolling in his blood vessels.
He didn't dare to stay, so he stood up staggeringly, identified the direction, and continued running towards Area B7.
The closer you get, the clearer the explosions and strange energy fluctuations become, and the air seems to be trembling slightly.
When he finally arrived at the outskirts of Area B7, the sight in front of him made him stop involuntarily and hide behind a huge container.
This is a huge, hangar-like open experimental area. The entire area has become a mess. Several Hala spacecraft with strange shapes have crashed in different places, and the wreckage is burning with black smoke billowing. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and Hala commandos in green uniforms are engaged in a fierce and chaotic exchange of fire, with energy beams and physical bullets intertwined into a web of death.
In the center of the hangar, a small experimental aircraft had crashed, its fuselage broken into two pieces, and dangerous sparks flashing in the wreckage.
A blond woman wearing a green flight suit was struggling to get up from the ground. There was blood on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were extremely stubborn and full of unyielding.
Not far from her, another woman was lying with her abdomen seriously injured, her clothes soaked in blood, and it looked like she would not survive.
Opposite them, a man also wearing a Hala uniform with an arrogant expression was walking slowly. His eyes were cold, with a sense of banter and Control like a cat and mouse.
Yong·Rogg! Carol·Dan Vers! Ma·Vell!
All the key figures are here! The historical node is at this moment!
Chu Hang's heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of his throat. He clung to the cold container, staring at everything in the field, and even breathing almost stopped.
He saw Mar-Vell using her last strength to say something to Carol before she died.
Then, he saw Carol turn around, her eyes turning from confusion to determination. She raised the pistol in her hand and pointed it at the damaged engine on the wreckage of the experimental aircraft, which was shining with a faint blue light and constantly leaking terrifying energy.
The energy core of Lightspeed Engine! Cosmic Cube!
"Don't..." Chu Hang subconsciously wanted to shout out. He wanted to say, don't shoot, you fool! You should hit the man, not the engine!
But he swallowed these two words hard and locked them in his throat.
Because he knew that this shot had to be fired.
This is the fate of Carol·Dan Vers transforming into Captain Marvel, and it is also the key to whether Chu Hang... can escape from the cage and truly live!
At the moment Carol's eyes became extremely determined, he was about to pull the trigger.
The violent energy originating from Cosmic Cube, which had been silent for fifty years in Chu Hang, seemed to be strongly attracted and resonated by some kind of homologous force, and began to buzz and tremble crazily at an unprecedented frequency!
It was an indescribable feeling, as if every cell in the body was awakening, eager, cheering, and welcoming an upcoming feast of destruction and rebirth.
Severe pain tore at his nerves, but in the depths of this extreme pain, there was also a strange, intoxicating comfort.
This is a precursor to destruction, but it also heralds the coming of new life.
Chu Hang gritted his teeth, his gums were bleeding, and his eyes were bloodshot from the extreme excitement and unbearable pain.
He stared at the blond woman through the gap in the container, watching her slender fingers slowly and firmly pressing the trigger.
Coming!
The next second.
The entire world was completely submerged by a dazzling, pure, all-devouring blue light.