69novels Chapter 130 Who said I was asleep?
Chapter 130 Who said I was asleep?
"What's that sound?" Skye asked curiously, looking over.
"Uh, it sounds like a broken wrist bone." Agent Simonster looked worried.
Could it be that the rope was too tight and broke Melinda's bones?
As an expert in biology and biotechnology, Simmons had already come up with a hundred emergency solutions in mind.
To her surprise, Agent Melinda appeared relaxed and showed no signs of pain.
"I told you, she's actually incredibly ruthless," Agent Ward chuckled.
As someone who had also been on numerous field missions, he knew Melinda's abilities all too well.
"Snap!" Another crisp sound.
"Where did it break this time?" Agent Simonster exclaimed.
However, it wasn't Melinda's bone that was broken, but a soldier's neck.
In the span of just two sentences, Melinda freed herself from the ropes and dealt with the men guarding them.
Next, they need to find a way to rescue Coulson and thwart Camilla.
"Hello, this is S.H.I.E.L.D., requesting confirmation of the course change operation."
At this moment, the atmosphere upstairs had become extremely tense.
Camilla held the rifle, pointed the muzzle at Coulson's forehead, and forced him to comply.
"Hello, Agent Coulson, are you still there? Agent Coulson?" the voice kept calling through the communicator.
"Listen up, if you don't want your men to die here, then answer me now." Camilla's attitude hardened, and she pressed the reply button.
"This is Coulson. I confirm the previous operation."
"S.H.I.E.L.D." received.
Upon hearing this reply, Camilla slowly moved the gun away.
"You know what?" Coulson suddenly said, "I'm not getting along well with this member of my team."
"Yes," Camilla said, "otherwise she wouldn't have been defeated so easily."
"But you just gave them something really good."
"What is it?"
"A common enemy." Coulson gave a mysterious smile.
The crisis upstairs has temporarily subsided, and operations inside the cargo hold are proceeding at full speed.
Centered around Agent Ward, the agents surrounded him, listening to him speak.
After confirming the precautions and emphasizing the need for unity, Ward gave a thumbs-up to the person behind him.
"I admire how much you guys can always talk."
Agent Melinda rolled her eyes and got into a car in the cargo hold.
She's a true doer; she doesn't just talk, she does.
After adjusting the vehicle's parameters, she gestured to Agent Fitz, who was not far away, to indicate that she was ready.
"I think it was really great that the lift function was installed in the first place."
Agent Fitz was very excited and tapped a few times on the control panel—
Then the platform under Melinda's car began to rise slowly until it was level with the laboratory.
That's right, the laboratory and cargo hold are connected for easy access, which makes perfect sense, doesn't it?
"Get out of the way!" Melinda shouted, slamming her foot on the gas pedal.
"Boom!" After a loud crash, the metal door of the laboratory was smashed to pieces.
"Uh, what about this car?" Skye couldn't help but ask, looking at the damaged hood.
If tools are damaged during a task, are employees obligated to compensate for the damage?
"Don't worry about it, just leave it to Coulson. He's the damage reporting expert," Agent Ward replied.
Immediately afterwards, everyone quickly entered the laboratory to find the various items needed.
First, Ward pulled out a safety rope that was exceptionally strong and sturdy enough;
Then Fitz and Simmons piloted a mini drone into the Airbus's ventilation ducts;
Skye, on the other hand, received her small mini laptop.
Melinda selected a handy short weapon in preparation for battle.
"My system is locked? They know this too?" Agent Fitz found himself unable to operate the various automatic doors of the ventilation ducts.
"Leave it to me. They only used the most basic code." Skye cracked it in a dozen seconds.
Then, as Ward was securing the safety ropes to everyone—
The mini drone also flew silently to the side of the mysterious device.
The device was originally kept in the laboratory, but Camilla brought it to the main hall so she could see it for herself.
"Buzz buzz buzz..." The drone was sending a certain frequency to the device.
"Oh my god, we're going to regret sending us on this mission," said Agent Simonster.
"Yes, and what follows is the moment of greatest regret," Agent Fitz added, adjusting the frequency to maximum.
"Whoosh—!" A laser shot out from the device and hit the side wall of the cabin!
A huge gap suddenly appeared centered on the point of impact.
The powerful pressure difference instantly ripped the two soldiers out of the cabin.
Camilla slammed against the wall with a thud, barely managing to support herself.
Coulson had just secretly untied the thin rope binding his hands, and now he could only desperately cling to the pole.
"Sir, hold on, we're here to rescue you! Damn it, where's Commander Qin?!"
Agent Ward struggled to open the door to the main hall and walked step by step toward Coulson.
At this moment, a soldier, oblivious to his own mortality, opened fire on Ward relentlessly.
However, due to the depressurization inside the cabin, he couldn't maintain his posture at all and hit the wall every time.
Ward seized the opportunity, slammed the other man's head to the floor, and banged it several times.
"I got the device! But I can't hold on much longer!" Agent Simonster shouted, clutching the mysterious device.
Agent Fitz finally managed to stand up with difficulty and helped Agent Simonster.
Despite being secured by a safety rope and with its head inside the laboratory, it was on the verge of breaking free.
"Ah!" Camilla screamed again as she slipped and fell toward the gap.
Coulson immediately freed one hand and grabbed her tightly.
In the cockpit at the very front of the aircraft, Melinda quickly dealt with the soldier who was supposed to fly the plane.
But even if control is regained, the problem of the gap remains unresolved.
All they could do was pray that Coulson and the agents could hold out until Melinda completed the emergency landing.
But that will take a very long time; the mortal agents are already nearing their breaking point.
Not to mention that Coulson still had one hand, which was keeping Camilla alive.
"I can't... I... can't hold on any longer." His fingers, gripping the pole, trembled and suddenly slipped away.
Amidst the utter shock and panic in the eyes of several agents—
Coulson slid straight down into the gap!
"Bang—!" His head slammed into something that looked like a wall.
The solid and hard feel meant it hadn't flown outside.
Coulson looked up and saw a blue wall of magic. He turned around in surprise: "Didn't they say they drugged you?"
"Who said I was asleep? I'm here to save you all!"