Chapter 1330: ? Successful rescue

Fury's judgment is correct. This is indeed the place where the Skrews used to close and read the memory of the captives. It looks like a gloomy warehouse with many luminous fish tanks.
In addition to Coleson, many people were soaked in tall transparent round cabinets, wearing ventilators, and breathing bubbles like goldfish.
Because the hair volume is very sparse, and depending on the density of the aquatic plants, Fury saw Coleson at a glance and walked over quickly.
But when I came to the console next to the jar and watched the dense electronic stickers on Coleson's head, and then looked at the console that didn't have any text, Fury didn't know which button to press for a while. .
"May, which button?"
The smaller button was ruled out by Fury, because according to habit, the larger button should be to release or deactivate the two keys, now only needs to choose one of the two.
Of course May also sees this kind of problem. Isn't it the same as bomb demolition. Finally, pick one of the red and green lines?
Picking the right Coleson is rescued, picking the wrong good man bye, it's that simple.
"Sir, what is your lucky color?" She licked her lips and asked tangledly.
Fury glanced at her: "Black."
The iron rider looked down, okay, let alone there are no black buttons on the console, there is nothing black in the whole house except for Fury. The Scroo people like dark purple and dark green, even in the weak light, these The color is still different from black.
There is no choice. Melinda gritted her teeth: "I choose red, sir. For us Chinese, red is a festive color."
"I think so too." As he said, Fury's black hand passed the red button and pressed the green next to it: "But I can be sure now that the aliens think differently from us."
Fury was right again, the huge glass tank-like device began the drainage process, and the pipelines began to give Coles a certain irritation, his eyes opened suddenly.
Seeing Fury's black face, Coleson smiled comfortedly. He knew that Fury had come back to save himself. This was the instinct of a good agent.
Melinda breathed a sigh of relief: "Since we are not sure what button, why don't we try with someone else first?"
As she said, she also pointed to the rows of glass jars beside them, filled with people.
Fury's face remained unchanged, just holding the gun and guarding the surroundings: "Because I don't want to rescue others, I don't want to take them along."
Melinda was speechless for a while. She thought about many answers, but she didn't expect it to be because Fury didn't plan to save others. Even if there were more than 30 buttons on the console, he was unwilling to bet on the chances of letting others out. .
After the draining process was over, Coleson was spat out by the machine. He lay wet on the ground, coughing again and again, and reached out to pull out the patch on the head.
I don't know if the glue quality of the Skrull is too good, or his hair is fragile at all. After pulling the patch, Coulson's hairline moved further back.
Fury pointed the gun at Colson: "What is the most precious gift you have received? Answer."
"You gave me the Captain America trading card, sir." Coleson was not nervous, he knew this was just a necessary procedure.
"What's your girlfriend's name?" Fury asked again.
"Reporter sir, I don't have a girlfriend." Coleson replies fluently, with a trace of embarrassment on his face: "Which thirty-six colors do you like?"
"I don't like any, I am not blind."
After both parties verified their identities, Fury handed the energy gun to his right hand, took Colson with his left hand, and took out a spare pistol from his leather jacket to him.
"Welcome back to the team, Agent Colson."
"Thank you sir."
Coleson smiled and nodded, took the pistol, and touched his pocket by the way to make sure that the card was still in front of his chest.
He sorted his thoughts, drove home last night, casually ate instant noodles, and while washing the dishes, suddenly a few green-skinned men jumped in from the window.
Although Coleson fought hard, those monsters were too powerful. He was knocked out with two fists and four hands, and then he had no memory of the next.
"You were kidnapped by the Skrulls to Eris, Coleson, we snatched a spaceship to rescue you, but we are in a bad situation now. It is very likely that this place has been captured by the Zerg. Said that we must escape in the shortest possible time."
Fury didn't talk nonsense, and immediately explained the current situation.
"Listen to you, sir."
Coulson pulled out the magazine to check the weapon, and then he was ready for battle. Although he was wet and his head was dizzy, he still had combat effectiveness.
"Coleson, May, now we release everyone in this room, and then we evacuate immediately."
"Sir?"
Mei opened her eyes wide, and she understood. If there are bugs in this outpost, then these people are props.
After all, in the eyes of insects, Fury and the others are just a piece of meat like everyone else.
If all these people are released, the possibility of encountering bugs is much smaller. After all, among dozens of people, bugs have no special reason to come and eat them.
It's just cruel.
"Execute the order! Agent!" Fury increased his tone, and he repeated his command: "Now, get moving."
Although Coleson was a little weak and didn't understand what Ferry wanted to do, he did not compromise on the command: "Which button? Sir?"
"Whatever, pat it up with your palm!"
Fury’s answer ~EbookFREE.me~ did the same. He knew that once someone was released, human instinct would drive them to try to release more people, and if the red button is really an inactivation key, release these. The dead will delay the living more time.
They might try to give them first aid, and then hug them to act in unfamiliar places. These times are the time for the three of Fury to escape.
He wants to make sure that the amount of meat is enough for the bugs to taste slowly, instead of eating it up in a few bites, so all the buttons he presses are green.
Glass cabinets glowing with green light flashed in front of him. There was no fluctuation on Fury's face. For his own life, he never minded that others die.
This is the agent.
But here, he accidentally saw a familiar face, that was the director of SHIELD, Kohler, who was also soaking in the jar at this time, looking unconscious.
Fury hesitated a little, then pressed the green button, and then took the two of them away quickly.
When Kohler in the jar woke up, he happened to see a corner of the black leather jacket flashing past the door. He knocked on the jar, but Fury did not look back.
"Don't say that you just rescued me by just taking pictures?"
Coulson smiled bitterly as he ran, because those buttons had all the functions, not only release and sample inactivation, but also electric shock, poison gas, brainwashing and so on.
Fury heard the sound of Xixisuosuo passing through the air duct above his head. After a while, screams in English came from the corridor far behind him.
"Ah!!! Worm!!!"
"do not come!!!"
"Yeah!!!"
It sounds like Chief Kohler, but Fury didn't hear it, and he quickened his pace.
"Thank Melinda, her lucky charm saved you, don't talk now, let's run!"