Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 198 Death in Winter

Well, this is the first time I've written in my diary in a long time. I didn't originally intend to do this, but I feel that since I'm going to start doing my old job again, I should write something to record these wonderful moments.

Just like.

Inside a power plant in Wyoming.

Old Bullseye stopped writing, putting down his pen and the crookedly written diary. He listened intently to the unusual panting sounds coming from outside the factory.

鏉ヤ 钖楋纻

A cruel smile crept across Bullseye's lips as he beckoned to one of his pre-arranged, already subdued staff members.

After strapping a time bomb to the spot, he kicked him into the bright hallway.

He, like a seasoned hunter, hid in a corner and picked up his rifle.

Using the light from the window, he easily spotted the man slowly walking towards him in a standard tactical stance, carrying an assault rifle.

However, if the opponent's large amount of tactical equipment vests seemed a bit simple and monotonous, Bullseye would have underestimated them slightly. But unfortunately, that gleaming silver left arm was just too damn conspicuous.

He never expected that Red Skull would think so highly of him, even sending his most precious Winter Soldier.

As he swallowed, he estimated that the hostage had moved to a place close to the Winter Soldier.

While the operator was completely bewildered, he suddenly pressed the bomb button.

With a deafening roar, the entire stairwell collapsed.

As sparks flew, Bullseye quietly stepped forward.

He had already thrown away his weapon, because he realized that the guy who was moving too slowly and even seemed a bit mentally unstable was not the Winter Soldier.

The opponent was precise, ruthless, and brimming with killing intent.

And this is now—

You can tell just by looking at his body that he is nothing more than a toy manipulated by a flock of lambs.

Just as Bullseye felt victory was assured, a silver arm suddenly emerged from the flames.

In Bullseye's astonished gaze, he instantly grabbed Bullseye by the throat.

He couldn't believe it, because he was standing on the broken staircase on the second floor. Could the other person have jumped that high?

Bullseye cursed himself for being too careless as he threw the Ronin's Trident in his hand.

The sharpness of this old-fashioned weapon from Japan was astonishing; it pierced through the Winter Soldier's enhanced body skin instantly.

Unfortunately, the Winter Soldier, who had already taken adrenaline and lost the ability to feel pain, now had only one goal—to kill Bullseye in front of him.

With a slight exertion of his steel arm, Bullseye felt himself struggling to breathe and even became somewhat disoriented.

But an even more powerful force compelled him to continue his frantic struggle.

His body, held high in the air, began to sway from side to side, while he frantically kicked with his thighs and rammed the ronin's fork, which was constantly penetrating his flesh, with his soles or knees!

This left Bullseye himself bewildered as to why he had become so crazy and unwilling to admit defeat.

But his efforts were eventually rewarded.

Even though he had lost the ability to feel pain, the subconscious pain in his bones and the disjointed movements throughout his body when the fork pressed against his spine forced the Winter Soldier to release his target.

Taking advantage of this opening, Bullseye leaped backward and began to nimbly roll on the ground, catching the rifle that had been placed beside him. Welcome to the boundless fantasy continent, the entrance is here:

Although he disliked his modified mechanical eye, at this moment, it helped him quickly aim at the upper body of the enemy in front of him, targeting every vulnerable part.

Unfortunately, not a single bullet hit Winter Soldier's flesh and skin when he raised his steel arm in an instant; instead, they were all blocked by his steel arm.

"Depend on."

With a curse, Bullseye made a sudden escape, smashing open the glass window next to him and leaping inside before quickly heading to his next prepared position.

After this embarrassing encounter, the Winter Soldier also lost his weapon.

At this moment, his left arm is his best weapon.

But as he continued to delve deeper inside, the modified prosthetic eye transmitted all suspicious targets to the computer, where they were monitored by two operators inside the vehicle parked outside.

They silently observed everything around them.

But he stopped when he stepped onto a patch of ground with a huge target pattern.

Before he could react, Bullseye, who had descended from the sky, pulled out a harpoon with a cruel smile.

It's one of those super big harpoons.

This trophy, which he had once snatched from Namor, possessed a power he couldn't comprehend; at least for now, it was simply a more convenient and sharper weapon to him.

He descended from the sky and instantly pierced the opponent's raised finger with a harpoon, then plunged it into the Winter Soldier's head.

With a bloody, viscous mess, he used the downward force and gravity to instantly pierce through the opponent's forehead.

At the same time, the quick-reacting Winter Soldier also stabbed the dagger in his hand into the bullseye with extraordinary speed!

Even Bullseye, with his suicidal spirit, was startled by this action and instinctively raised a hand to defend himself.

But the dagger that pierced his palm in that instant still made him wince in pain.

However, he still did not let go of the harpoon in his hand, since he was already on top of the other person.

Hearing the crackling sounds around his ears, Bullseye couldn't figure out what the other party was up to, but he could already see the mechanical arm that was starting to emit crackling arcs of electricity.

Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly dropped the harpoon from Namor the Sea King and then rolled away into the distance.

A mournful cry rang out, and the arc of electricity instantly illuminated the poor winter warrior, making his bones clearly visible.

But when everything came to a stop, he stood once again before the Winter Warrior whose eyes were now clear.

Now seemingly regaining consciousness, he actually spoke to the enemy before him:

"Thanks."

"It's alright. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. They're my prey."

Without a word, Bullseye instantly pierced the Winter Soldier in front of him with the harpoon in his hand again, and at the same time took out the dagger stuck in his palm and began to cruelly cut the man in front of him.

Inside the command vehicle outside the power plant.

The two operators were still somewhat frightened after the Winter Soldier's signal had failed.

They hadn't expected the power of that bullseye to be so terrifying.

But just as they were about to have the driver take them away quickly, there was a loud bang, and a round head crashed in from the outside, replaced by Bullseye, who had jumped in through the gap.

He cruelly toyed with the dagger in his hand, which was still stained with his own blood.

"If you want to live, take the tracking device out of my eye, otherwise, hahaha."