Rescue

The three super soldiers were suppressed. They were not invulnerable, but their muscle tissue was very resilient. Bullets generally could not penetrate their bodies, but they would still be hurt. It just hurt a little.

When it hurts a lot, the blood will probably flow out, so they don't dare to face the assault rifle directly, but they can charge with things, just like Captain America, who has shown these people the role of a demonstration.

The three super soldiers each found something to block in front of them and rushed forward. The soldiers of the assault team were a little flustered. They had never encountered such a situation. Wesley told Sky to sit and rest while he prepared to storm inside. However, the three super soldiers rushed out in three directions, which made him a little depressed. He was responsible for the members of the assault team and could not watch them get killed.

Once a Super Soldier got close, the assault team basically had no way to fight back. Wesley took out his pistol and then swung his arm. The bullet left the barrel and drew an arc in the night. With a puff, a Super Soldier's temple was pierced and he died on the spot.

No matter how strong one's body was, there were still some places that were vulnerable. Wesley aimed directly at the gun fired from his solar acupoint.

"Team 1, go block the back door," Wesley shouted, letting the liberated Team 1 block the back door, while he quickly approached the other two super soldiers. The pistol's range was limited to begin with, and with the skill of swinging the gun, Wesley could only approach.

When the remaining two super soldiers saw that one of their own had died, they immediately became wary of Wesley. The thing they were holding in their hands rushed towards Wesley. Wesley smiled. This was just right. With a bang, he waved his arm and fired again. The one at the front fell and the thing in his hand fell to the ground. In fact, he was holding a metal bucket. There was no professional shield for them here. They could only find an empty metal bucket.

The last remaining person saw that he could not do it. Although he did not know how he did it, he would die if he continued to rush forward. So he threw the iron bucket in his hand at Wesley and rushed after him.

Wesley did not panic. Instead, he spun around and kicked the incoming tin bucket back. He was also quite strong. The Super Soldier opposite him did not expect that his powerful throw would be kicked out again. He reached out with both hands to catch it, but a huge force came and the tin bucket groaned. Although the two forces did not touch directly, the tin bucket could no longer bear it.

The last Super Soldier took a few steps back to block the full force of the attack, but Wesley was already there. He kicked the tin bucket again, and the Super Soldier's hands sank into the bucket and his body flew backward.

Bang! He fell heavily to the ground. He couldn't believe that the other party was stronger than him. He exerted strength in his hands and instantly split the iron bucket in half. He threw it aside and stood up, wanting to fight again. He couldn't not fight because his mind was filled with something. If he stopped or surrendered, he would definitely die.

Wesley knew this well, so he had no intention of taking prisoners. This was how John Garrett controlled people. Wesley rushed over and threw a punch. He was too fast. He was an all-around physical enhancement, not just strength. With a bang, the last man was punched to the ground and could no longer stand. His mind was already knocked out.

Wesley paid no more attention to the super soldier. Instead, with a wave of his hand, he ordered his men to rush into the house. Then he followed them in. Grant Ward did not resist, and in the inner room stood Rayner. Phil Coulson was still lying on a machine, struggling in pain.

"Take them out," Wesley said. The commando handcuffed them and escorted them out. Wesley turned off the power of the machine and came to Phil Coulson's side.

Looking at Phil Coulson, who was still lost in his own dream, Wesley put his hand on his forehead. "Apple, stabilize his thoughts." Wesley's bio-wave entered Phil Coulson's body, and then Apple invaded to stabilize his emotions.

Phil Coulson calmed down and then opened his eyes. When he saw Wesley, he said, "I knew you would come, and you came so quickly." Wesley knew what he meant. So quickly meant when Phil Coulson did not reveal any secrets.

"I know you have a lot of questions now, but let's go back to the ground first. This time we can arrest John Garrett first. Why did you ask him for information?" Wesley asked.

"I want to see the director, but I can't contact him. I have to ask John. At the same time, it's a little test to see if he will attack me."

"You knew he was going to attack you?" Wesley asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but we've ruined a lot of his operations. Who knows what he thinks?"

"Just because of that?"

"Yes. Anyway, I need to ask someone for the whereabouts and contact information of the director. And I know him best. Isn't it normal to ask him for help if there's something? That way, he won't suspect anything. If I ask someone else, will he think more about it?"

"You could have asked me for the chief's number. You know I could have contacted him," Wesley said.

"I know you guys are hiding something from me, right?" Phil Coulson walked out of the house with Wesley's help and Sky walked towards him.

Seeing Phil Coulson covered in wounds, Skye threw herself at him and wept. For Phil Coulson, Skye treated him more like a father. She had been constantly moved from place to place since she was a child, so she had no family or friends. This was why she cherished her current job. She was treated as home.

"Oh, are you hurt too?" Phil Coulson looked at Sky in surprise.

Wesley smiled and said, "It was Sky who found your location and then killed his way over before we arrived. However, he still needs to practice his combat skills." Wesley thought for a moment and then said, "Phil, we are hiding something from you. We were about to tell you, but we will talk slowly when we go back and catch him."

"Oh? Are you sure you want to tell me?" Phil Coulson asked doubtfully.

"Yes, I originally advocated telling you directly, but some problems have not been solved, so we can only delay it. It should be enough now, but we still need to prepare."