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At this time, everything in front of Pietro turned into slow motion.
Although the strange magnetic field instrument created by Stark has a lot of influence on him, it is not a big problem for Pietro, who is more and more familiar with his own abilities.
Even under such conditions, Pietro's speed still exceeded the limit of normal human reflexes.
Even if those enemies are fighting with high and low, the slight movement of the muzzle is a few meters away, but in front of Pietro, it is still not enough to see.
There were only eleven or two enemies on the first floor, but after Pietro had dealt with the remaining seven or eight people, there were four shield-shaped defenses almost like fortresses that appeared in front of Pietro.
The four small mobile fortresses only exposed the gap of vision for observation and shooting, just like a small tank, ordinary firearms, and even rockets could not completely break the defense.
At the same time, a large amount of firepower has been gathered at the observation port. Even the iron plate can be smashed into a sieve. It is still attacking the ruined bunker in the middle. It seems that they don't care about Pietro's position. Not like Pietro.
For the unarmed Pietro, it is definitely unrealistic to want to break through this defense with his own fists.
As Pietro got rid of the remaining people, the pressure on Wanda who was still hiding in the bunker was much less.
Only the four small fortresses remained on the ground floor, and the firepower on the third floor was almost concentrated on Rogers, who had already broken through to the third floor.
Even Captain Rogers attracted a lot of firepower on the second floor, which greatly reduced Wanda's pressure.
But even so, Wanda still did not dare to go out in the face of barrage shooting from the outside world, because no matter how strong her magical ability was, her body still couldn't stop the bullet's attack.
But even so, Wanda began to carry out indiscriminate sweeping attacks on some of the firepower points on the second floor with the combat intuition he had trained these days.
But he was hiding behind the cover, pulling his hands behind him.
I saw that at a cross-fire point on the second floor, the three gun-wielding agents, together with all the surrounding debris, and even the guardrail above the second floor, were all blessed by a huge force, pulling them straight out.
Then I saw the three people and the sundries fall from the second floor and roll down to the training ground on the first floor.
Even though Wanda is still dozens of meters away from them at this time, they still haven't escaped Wanda's attack range.
Then Wanda shrank his head again. Although the three people were dealt with, why did he feel that the firepower had become a little bit stronger.
The firepower on the second floor, because of Wanda's reasons, began to focus on Wanda again, which was considered to share some pressure on Rogers on the third floor.
At this time, Rogers was extremely fast, even though he was tall, he was rolling around in the aisle, as if his entire body was hiding under the round shield.
All the attacks did no harm to Rogers, but Rogers quickly approached those personnel and moved so quickly that many people couldn't react in time.
And as long as Rogers is close to him, no one can withstand three moves and be knocked down.
Of course, it was also because Rogers did not hold his hand under such pressure. At close range, a single blow from the shield in his hand could make a huge gap in the body armor of the agent, and it was like a hammer in the chest. .
But under the coverage of powerful firepower, some scars appeared on Rogers' body one after another. After all, if you want to quickly knock down the enemy, you can only exchange small for big, and a few small wounds have no effect on Rogers.
Just as Rogers continued to attack, he turned his head and saw the rocket shot in his direction, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
'I'll go, play so big! '
Rogers couldn't help but his eyes widened, but his body instinctively raised his shield and strode in the other direction.
In less than two steps, the rocket with a tail flame had already hit the guardrail on the third floor.
'boom! ! '
On the periphery of the third floor, a huge fireball exploded in an instant.
The huge impact and roar caused by the shock caused the entire training ground to tremble slightly. Compared with the rockets that hit the central bunker before, the model that hit Rogers at this time is obviously more than a little stronger.
And the sputtered shards and rubble also sputtered all around with a huge impact.
The agent closest to the explosion seemed to have received the rocket notification long ago. After being knocked down by Rogers, he had already pulled it seven or eight meters away with the help of the hook cable.
But it just stopped and it exploded. The powerful impact force overturned him lying on the ground three meters away, and slammed into the wall beside him.
Rogers, on the other hand, was closer than the agent, but when the explosion occurred, Rogers just jumped in the air, half curled up under the shield.
The huge impact of the explosion also impacted Rogers several meters away, along with other gravel fragments, which were sputtered on the shield, but all returned without success.
I saw Rogers being blasted seven or eight meters in the air, with a graceful arc, and finally hit the wall on the other side of the third floor.
Even if he was Captain America, he couldn't help but let out a painful and dull sound, but it took only a second for Rogers to start moving again.
Compared to the other agent, who was probably only one-fifth of the impact, he was lying on the side, he didn't want to move and couldn't move at all. Obviously, he was seriously injured.
However, Rogers ran wild again, even two points faster than before. This speed has far exceeded the speed of the Olympic sprint champion, which is unimaginable for ordinary people.
And the agents who were a little closer, had not yet reacted to the roar of the explosion, and were approached by Rogers, and a few moves were to bring them down.
At the same time, the agent who had just fired the rocket was watching Rogers' movements in disbelief, but he was preparing for the next shot without stopping.
After less than ten seconds, he was ready for the next attack, but when he looked at Rogers again, he was no more than fifty meters away.
The positions of the two sides have changed from the opposite side to the same aisle, and the distance is still shrinking wildly.
And there are three teammates in the middle. Obviously, the current conditions make it impossible to attack again.
But Rogers didn't care about this. Now in his eyes, it is not a drill, but an actual battle.
Immediately under the attack of the enemy, Rogers turned around suddenly, waved his arm, and the round shield in his hand flew away instantly.
With great power, the round shield flew over a distance of dozens of meters in an instant, and slashed straight at the rocket launcher on his shoulder.
The next second, he felt as if he had been shot in the shoulder, and the whole person, including the cartridge, flew backwards.
Looking at the round shield again, it was embedded in the cartridge opening.
Leo, who had been watching all this not far away, had his eyes twitched slightly.
"Rogers' body is really not right, and he has broken through the limit three times in a row!"