*Pietro speeds through the forest. He catches Barton's arrow as he shoots at a bunker, then circles back around and knocks down Barton*
Pietro Maximoff: You didn't see that coming?
*Pietro zooms off before Clint can shoot him with an arrow, then Barton gets shot at*
Natasha Romanoff: Clint!
*Pietro knocks down Steve as he speeds past him*
Steve Rogers: We have an enhanced in the field
Natasha Romanoff: Clint's hit! *Natasha goes over to where Clint is lying down* Somebody wants to deal with that bunker? *she sees the Hulk coming in, and he barrels through the bunker and destroys it* Thank you.
Steve Rogers: *as he's fighting with the soldiers* Stark, we really need to get inside.
Tony Stark: I'm closing in. JARVIS, am I...closing in? Do you see a power source for that shield?
JARVIS: There's a particle wave below the north tower.
Tony Stark: Great, I wanna poke it with something. *Stark blows up the forcefield the base* Drawbridge is down, people.
Thor: *to Steve* The enhanced?
Steve Rogers: He's a blur. All the new player's we've faced, I've never seen this. In fact, I still haven't.
Natasha Romanoff: Clint's hit pretty bad, guys. We're gonna need evac.
Thor: *to Steve* I can get Barton to the jet. The sooner we're gone the better. You and Stark secure the scepter.
Steve Rogers: Copy that.
Thor: *referring to the approaching soldiers in their HYDRA tank* It looks like they're lining up
Steve Rogers: Well, they're excited. *Thor pounds on Steve's shield with his hammer and the resulting wave of force knocks down all the soldiers*
Thor: Find the scepter. *Thor flies off*
Tony Stark: And for gosh sake, watch your language!
Steve Rogers: *Steve sighs* That's not going away anytime soon.
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