Chapter 1644: Captain, Don’t Shoot. It’s Translations
Following Luke’s way of thinking, the system had nad Elena’s ability “Foresight Drawing.”
Just like with his three attributes, he nad it based on the old gas he had been especially familiar with in his previous life.
Foresight Drawing was simple and straightforward, and amply proved a certain person’s lack of naming sense.
This ability could foresee things, but the range and content couldn’t be controlled.
It wasn’t like Elena could draw whenever she wanted. Even when Luke tried to give her so ntal suggestion, it couldn’t be triggered.
For now, however, Foresight Drawing was basically about major events related to Luke.
At the sa ti, he didn’t know if it was because the ability itself wasn’t strong enough, but Elena could only draw incomplete pictures.
The two main characters ca into view.
Now that he was certain, Luke wasn’t in a hurry.
As Steve spoke, most people in SHIELD stopped and listened silently.
However, the mbers of the Strike force, who were already scattered around the key departnts, started to take action.
After hearing Steve’s announcent, Pierce quickly gave the order for Project Insight to be launched.
These Hydra mbers imdiately took control of key locations.
Pierce shook his head with a smile. “No. You might die, but I won’t.”
Holly’s heart jumped. “Really? Then why aren’t you doing anything?”
Pierce shook his head, finding the question stupid. “As long as you’re alive, they can’t activate the contingency plan.”
Looking at his subtle expression and eyes,’’ Holly roughly understood what was going on.
The four of them could be used to delay any decision made by the higher-ups.
Whoever gave the order and got them killed would have to pay a huge price.
If they were still alive, there was no way to bypass the director’s authority over SHIELD.
But judging from Pierce’s expression, this was just insurance. He didn’t really value the four council mbers.
Once the operation was completed successfully, they might be killed, just like that.
While Pierce was feeling confident, a dozen fully-ard Strike force mbers entered HQ’s command center. The captain walked over to the technician and said, “Activate the launch sequence.”
Little Curly Hair turned around and looked at the brawny man whose arms were thicker than his thighs. He imdiately turned back to face the screen.
He swallowed hard and said in a shaky voice, “I… I…”
The captain said darkly, “What’s the problem? Do as I say.”
Everybody in the command room looked at them.
The dozen or so Strike force mbers, however, raised their rifles slightly, ready to attack at any mont.
Several agents also bent down slightly as their right hands moved slowly, ready to draw their guns at any mont.
Little Curly Hair was nervous. He swayed slightly and gasped for breath several tis before he said, “S- Sorry, I can’t do it.”
Then, as if he had made a difficult decision, he turned around and stared at the captain. “Captain’s orders: The Helicarrier cannot be launched.”
The captain drew out his gun, which he aid at Little Curly Hair’s head. “Do you have a problem with that?”
“I do.” A voice broke the practically freezing atmosphere in the command room.
Stumped for a mont, the captain turned to look at a corner of the command room. “You are…”
In one corner, Luke walked out with a friendly smile. “Captain, don’t shoot. It’s .”
The captain: “Beech? Aren’t you…”
His face changed, and he suddenly turned his gun and pointed it at Luke. “No wonder you didn’t report in last night, you traitor.”
“Who’s a b*tch?” Luke’s smile disappeared. “You’re the b*tch. Your entire family are b*tches.”
The captain was dumbfounded. “What?”
Beech was usually unremarkable in the team.
Because his wife had cheated on him, this guy killed her in a rage.
Then, he developed ntal issues, and he started killing won.
In the beginning, he killed won who were cheating on their partners, but very quickly, he started killing the professional sex workers who hung out on the streets. In the end, he just killed whoever seed a little flashy.
This was what the captain had used to pull him into Hydra. This guy was cruel to won, but he was very obedient in front of a fierce man like the captain. He was usually very careful when he spoke.
The people in the Strike force didn’t think much of this coward who only dared to be ruthless to won, and had a very ordinary attitude toward the captain.
This guy was actually bold enough today to curse his entire family? The captain vaguely felt that sothing wasn’t right.
Luke, however, gave a strange smile. “Do you know what I’m best at?”
The captain’s mind raced, and only then did he notice that “Beech” was actually holding a gun in his right hand. He imdiately pulled the trigger without hesitation.
But Luke was faster.
He raised the gun in his right hand and swept it out, his arm leaving an afterimage in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The captain was shot in the face and was the first to fall.
The team mbers who had co with him didn’t escape the bullets either. They were all shot in the face.
In less than two seconds, the dozen or so team mbers who had charged in with guns all fell.
Only then did Luke finish his sentence. “What I’m best at is rapid fire, Captain.”
Smiling, he unhurriedly pressed the release button and reloaded the empty clip.
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