You Against The World - A MARVEL FANFIC {{UNDER *EXTREME* EDITING}}

Chapter 33

I deadass wasn't planning on writing anything but megimpa67, this one's for you.

"We're here."

You followed Bucky to the entrance of the jet where the rest of the team stood in wait.

"About a quarter of a mile west from here are the coordinates Fury sent us. We'll be splitting off into groups on this one. Rhodey and Tony, you'll be our eyes in the sky. Clint and Pietro, you'll create a diversion at the front, allowing Bucky, Natasha, and (Y/N) to get through. Sam and I will breach the back." Steve instructed.

You all nodded and turned to the opening flap of the jet. Natasha stood by your side and could sense the nervousness radiating off of you. "Don't worry, певчая птицa. We'll find them."

You took a deep breath and nodded. When the jet fully opened, Tony and Rhodey shot into the sky and you along with the rest of the team made your way west. After a few minutes, the camp was within eyeshot.

"Okay, guys. I've got eight guys at the front, six in the back, all heavily armed." Tony stated. A moment of silence passed. "Got at least twenty heat signatures from inside. Not sure if they're armed though."

"Thanks, Tony. Continue as planned." Steve stated.

With that command, Clint fired an exploding arrow at the entrance and Pietro sped ahead, taking out anyone who wasn't caught in the blast. Steve and Sam ran around to the back while you, Natasha, and Bucky charged through the fire and into the camp. Guns were immediately pointed at you but the two assassins were faster. Precise bullets flew through the air and lodged themselves into the limbs of the enemy. Any bullets that flew at you were stopped by the force field you had put around yourself. 

You thought the gunfire was coming to a close until watched more men appear out of nowhere. More bullets were aimed at you but with the flick of your wrist, the field of energy branched out and phased through your attackers. The bullets ceasing as they all dropped to the ground like flies as you took a moment to breathe. It was the first time you had tried that move outside of training.

"Guys, over here," Bucky called.

You and the red-headed assassin made your way over to Bucky, glancing down at his discovery. A trapdoor laid at your feet.

Natasha pressed down on her earpiece and spoke. "Guys, we've got a trapdoor here. Should we engage?"

Steve's voice filled your ear. "Hold off for now. We'll be there in a second."

As you waited, Natasha nudged one of the gunmen with her foot. "What did you do to them?"

"I may or may not have temporarily shut down their internal organs." You replied casually.

"So they're dead?" Bucky questioned.

You shrugged. "Temporarily."

"Damn."

Your conversation was interrupted by footsteps and in the blink of an eye, Natasha and Bucky had their guns up and ready. But they lowered them once a pair of metal wings and a star-spangled bodysuit came into view.

"What do we got?" Steve asked, glancing down at the trapdoor.

"Trapdoor. Not sure what's inside." Bucky explained.

"So who's gonna go first?" A voice asked.

You turned to see Clint and Pietro approaching you.