Chapter 103: A Traitor Among Us

At the forefront, Rogers charged ahead, holding his shield up against the Hydra agents swarming inside the hall.

Despite the sheer number of enemies and the many guns aimed at him, not a single cunning agent targeted the two legs he exposed beneath his shield.

His shield seemed almost taunting, as bullets struck it with a clangor, ringing sharply. Even more astonishing, some bullets ricocheted off the shield, causing a few unlucky agents to fall victim to friendly fire.

When the impact absorbed by the shield reached a critical point, Rogers would hurl it forcefully into the crowd, the shield bouncing wildly among foes. Simultaneously, the Moon Knight's crescent blades ricocheted off Rogers' shield, scattering in all directions.

Blade Warrior brandished his silver-edged sword, and seeing this seamless teamwork, he drew a large revolver with determination.

The sharp “bang bang” of gunfire was soon accompanied by clouds of smoke as silver bullets exploded among the Hydra agents.

The large revolver was delivering impressive results.

A gleam of excitement crossed his face. After expending his rounds, he swung his silver sword, the blade tracing arcs of shining light through the air, effortlessly slicing the firearms from the hands of the encircling agents.

Those Hydra agents, their bodies torn apart, writhed and twisted on the ground, emitting pitiful screams; when they tried to rise, the crescent blades swiftly severed them once more.

“Wow, nice work, buddy!” Blade Warrior exhaled deeply. He noticed the silver bullets weren’t as effective as he had hoped. These Hydra agents reminded him of puppets controlled by vampires.

They lacked consciousness and feared no death; their actions were driven solely by instinct and the commands of their master.

“Guys, I think I’ve uncovered a secret.”

“A secret? With so many of them, are you sure this is the time for secrets?” Moon Knight teased, recalling his crescent blades.

“Uh… I really must tell you!” Blade Warrior shouted, then tossed a vial of holy water.

“Look—my holy water has no effect on these guys.”

Rogers sighed beside him, then nodded toward Blade Warrior.

“This secret surprises me!”

Kicking aside a shattered body lunging at him, Moon Knight turned to Rogers. “Captain, what do we do now?”

“More keep coming—we can’t kill them all!” Blade Warrior said, sensing reinforcements approaching.

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Elsewhere.

The Purple Man withdrew his hand from the figure he believed to be Natasha.

By manipulating Bucky, he had drawn close to Natasha and successfully exerted control, just as he had imagined.

Yes, exactly as he envisioned.

For Zazara, who possessed psychic powers, the Purple Man’s thoughts were clear, and she cooperated with his act.

“I think you’re alright now. I’ve freed you from control,” the Purple Man said nervously, then extended his hand to touch the figure disguised as Natasha, intending to use his power to control her and, through her, command the Hydra soldiers aboard the mothership.

Just as he imagined, a wild plan began to take shape in his mind.

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