"Infiltrating? Infiltrating from where?" Agent Coulson, looking disheveled, rose from the ground, his hand instinctively adjusting the muzzle of the pistol he held. He covertly cast his gaze towards the people inside the bridge's command center, but he wasn't the only one who heard Kurohane speak. Because Tony Stark had breached the communication channels, Kurohane was speaking on a public channel, his voice booming throughout the entire Helicarrier.
Among the bewildered S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, the undercover Hydra agents, including Jasper Sitwell, their first reaction was that this boy, Kurohane, had defected! So they all aimed their weapons at the people next to them. As soon as they saw Kurohane truly coming for them, they would immediately kill people. Otherwise, there would be no way out. Kurohane, as Hydra's undercover rising star, he knew everyone's faces, no one should think of running!
Whiz!
A bullet was fired from outside the command center, ricocheted off the command console, and then struck the head of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent holding a pistol, gushing an unnatural amount of green blood. It splashed healthy-looking color all over the head and face of the person next to him, but he wasn't scared. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth! This person was the bald undercover agent for Hydra, now S.H.I.E.L.D. Level Six Agent, Jasper Sitwell. He was the bald man in glasses who appeared where Mjolnir fell. From the trajectory of this bullet, he knew that Kurohane was the one who fired, and clearly the bullet was not aimed at them, Hydra. Otherwise, that bullet should have blown his head off, instead of killing the strangely shaped Alien!
Yes, this S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, whose mind was mesmerized, immediately transformed into a green-skinned, pointy-eared Alien after falling to the ground. It was a Skrull disguised as a human, secretly infiltrating the interior of S.H.I.E.L.D.! Although it couldn't be ruled out that this Skrull was acting under Nick Fury's orders, Nick Fury was now a prisoner. What kind of good person could this Skrull be?!
Kurohane appeared at the doorway, wearing a tight black military combat uniform, with wisps of gunpowder smoke still curling from his gun's muzzle. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
"All S.H.I.E.L.D. agents listen, I am Kurohane, you should know my name," his voice was firm and loud, cutting through the silence. "I discovered that the Helicarrier has been infiltrated by Aliens. The one I just killed was one of them. They can transform into anyone, but unfortunately, now I have a way to distinguish them. Everyone, please remain calm, I will shoot and kill these Aliens one by one."
"You can't do that! What if you kill the wrong person?!" Coulson yelled, rushing to block in front of Kurohane's gun muzzle, his eyes full of anxiety. "How exactly do you distinguish these Aliens?"
Coulson quickly blocked in front of Kurohane's gun muzzle, his eyes full of anxiety. Regardless of how Kurohane identified these Aliens, letting him shoot randomly now would create massive panic throughout the entire Helicarrier. Even if there were Alien undercover agents, they absolutely could not be arrested at this moment, because the entire Helicarrier was collapsing!
However, Kurohane took advantage of this time. Now that the black-hearted Nick Fury was guarded by Captain America Steve Rogers, except for Coulson and Agent Maria Hill, no one could stop him! From Kurohane's point of view, quickly turning these Skrulls into Justice Points was the right thing to do!
"The way to distinguish them is very simple, I'll show you once, you'll definitely know." Kurohane smiled faintly, then aimed his muzzle in a different direction and fired. The bullet ricocheted once on the floor, hitting the hand of a female S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, tearing a hole in her palm. The weapon she held fell to the ground, and around her wound, unnatural green blood seeped out.
Whiz!
Kurohane fired again, this time directly hitting the female agent's head. The body with its shattered head fell to the ground, twitching, and in a matter of seconds, transformed into a hideous male Skrull!
"Understand? These Aliens will bleed green blood if they're only wounded," Kurohane explained, pulling out an empty magazine and replacing it with a new one under Coulson's astonished gaze. He turned Coulson's head to look at the Skrull's corpse. Then, Kurohane turned back to everyone present:
"Now, please put down your weapons, trust me. I will first shoot the hand of anyone I believe to be an Alien. If I'm wrong, I will personally pay for all your expensive medical bills, plus three months of vacation, how about it?"
After Kurohane finished speaking, the entire command center fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Even Coulson didn't know what to do. He opened and closed his mouth, but didn't say a single word.
Sitwell and Kurohane's gazes met, then they nodded, a silent understanding forging between them. Sitwell was the first to put down the pistol in his hand, his voice loud, breaking the silence, "I choose to believe Kurohane. He has proven that he has the ability to distinguish Aliens. And we can't distinguish these monsters at all, can we?"
As soon as Sitwell said that, the undercover Hydra agents followed him and put down their weapons. More than half the people in the room chose to trust Kurohane and put down their weapons. Those who didn't put down their weapons on the spot looked extremely awkward, because those who had put down their weapons, looked at them suspiciously, as if they were Aliens harming Earth. Kurohane's gun muzzle was also aimed at them, and it seemed his target wasn't their arm at all, but their head!
"I repeat, put down your weapons!" A sharp glint seemed to shine in Kurohane's eyes, and a murderous aura as if holding hundreds of lives in his hands flowed out, suffocating the air. That aura shocked the S.H.I.E.L.D. members who were originally administrative staff, making them shiver with fear, and they all immediately put down their weapons.
Only four people didn't put down their weapons, but instead aimed them at Kurohane! They were the Skrulls who had no other choice.
"Shoot, kill this butcher!" One of the female agents, her voice transforming into a snarl, shrieked loudly and pulled her trigger at Kurohane!
Bang bang bang bang!!!
Four shots ended, and four more Skrull corpses fell to the ground. Their heads were all shattered into pieces, and green blood splattered everywhere. This shocked the surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. members. As administrative staff, they basically didn't do field missions. Where had they ever seen such a gruesome scene! Their legs trembled like sieves, and some with weak legs were already sitting on the ground, their faces ashen.
[Eliminated Skrull Infiltration Force, Justice Points +10]
"Done, Agent Sitwell, thank you for your trust." Kurohane re-holstered his pistols and raised his hand in thanks to the bald agent, his smile thin.
Sitwell was cleaning his glasses with a lens cleaning cloth; the green blood was difficult to clean. It was sticky, and his original prescription glasses had almost turned into greenish sunglasses! Hearing Kurohane call his name, he immediately looked up to respond to Kurohane.
But he saw an arrow shoot past his ear and embed itself in the computer behind him!
"It's Agent Clint Barton! On the second floor!" an agent yelled, his voice panicked.