Chapter 152: Zombie Hawkeye: You guys are double-standardizing a bit too much

The sounds of battle, one after another, attracted zombies from afar in a continuous stream.

The bullets in Bucky and Sharon's guns had long since run out; except for Head-Lang, everyone now had palm cannons on both hands.

Another wave of zombies had fallen, and the new wave hadn't entered the attack range yet.

Bucky breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to lower his arms like the others and seize the time to rest, but the corner of his eye suddenly saw a black dot rapidly enlarging.

It was an arrow!

Bucky didn't even think, directly pushed the person beside him away, and used his mechanical arm to grab the arrow that was shot over rapidly!

A beeping sound rang out at the arrowhead; Bucky cursed inwardly, just wanting to throw the explosive arrow away.

"Boom!"

The arrowhead exploded.

Bucky instinctively turned sideways to block his face, but he didn't feel any impact.

Raising his head in confusion, he was shocked to find that a red energy had appeared in front of him.

It was precisely this red energy that blocked the impact of the explosion.

It's just—

Why did this red energy look somewhat familiar? How was it so much like Wanda?

"It's Hawkeye."

"And Captain Steve Rogers."

The people who reacted quickly discovered Hawkeye, who was limping but still drawing his bow and shooting arrows, and Captain America, who was holding a shield, in the zombie horde.

Looking at Steve Rogers, who was as thin as a skeleton and terrifyingly horrific, Sharon Carter wrung her hands in lament.

The light that people worshipped had merged into the darkness, no longer able to guide the way for desperate people or bring hope.

"Boom!"

Sharon Carter raised her hand to shoot down an arrow shot by Hawkeye, and immediately her arm vibrated, and the palm cannon bombarded without hesitation.

"R-really have to do this? That's Captain America! I mean, we can control him first; if we succeed, he can also return to normal."

Spider-Man gestured wildly, looking at Sharon Carter, who was firing, in a panic.

"Don't ask me," Sharon Carter answered simply.

It wasn't that she wanted to kill the Captain, but if they didn't kill the Captain, they couldn't deal with the control of Wakanda with peace of mind.

Controlling the Captain was of course the best choice, but how to control him?

Su Quan wouldn't take action, and none of them dared to guarantee that the Captain absolutely wouldn't come out to make trouble at a critical moment.

"Captain—"

Su Quan looked at Steve Rogers, who was stumbling and occasionally raising his shield to block, sighed meaningfully, and slowly raised his hand.

In the zombie horde, the shield in Zombie Captain America's hand suddenly trembled violently; he looked down at the shield in confusion.

The shield suddenly flew into the sky with him, then crossed the wall of cars and landed straight in front of Su Quan.

???

Zombie Captain America was a bit dull for a few seconds, and then, reacting, he threw the shield directly at Su Quan.

Straight and powerful.

Su Quan pointed his finger gently at the flying shield; the shield stopped instantly in front of him, and then obediently fell into his hand.

"I have a shield just like this."

With a sigh, Su Quan threw the shield to Bucky.

"It's mine; borrow it for now."

Bucky took the shield, and his movements were natural as he buckled it onto his back.

(How did he buckle it on? Haha, if you ask, it's metaphysics; if you ask, it's heritage.) ===== CHAPTER 154 =====