"Reload!"
Coulson stepped back, pulled a fresh magazine from his belt, and reloaded his pistol. Sitwell immediately took his place, raising his assault rifle and firing into the air to suppress the locusts swooping in from all directions.
The Bald Guy wearing gold-rimmed glasses was not overly nervous. As he and Coulson took turns providing cover and clearing the way, he still had the mood to chat.
"Just like old times, isn't it?"
Everyone in the team stayed close to the buildings, severely limiting the angles from which the insects could launch aerial attacks. Naturally, the Bald Guy was not fighting alone. Behind him was a special operations squad that included Crossbones.
Coulson finished reloading and fired at the sky again, tilting his head. "When we first started working, we didn't have this many missions dealing with Aliens. Times really have changed."
"We just need to cross one more intersection. Once we get the civilians into the subway station, they'll be safe for the time being. There's a temporary defensive line set up by the military there." The Bald Guy gave Crossbones a look, and the latter immediately tossed him two magazines. "I just wonder how the Avengers plan to deal with the source of the problem above our heads."
The balding agent fired repeatedly, forcing back an insect. He gestured for May behind him to watch the flank before replying, "I believe the Captain can do it. There's nothing he can't accomplish."
Sitwell raised one eyebrow and slowly nodded. "All right, but honestly, I don't really agree with the Director's plan. Letting an armed force of Superhumans remain independent from the agency? Relying only on the friendship between those two to keep them indirectly under control? That's far too uncertain."
Coulson, a devoted fan of the Captain, did not