Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

The captain's morning exercise was completely different from the morning exercise of the gods on the rabbit's side. It was just the most basic running. However, due to his physical condition, the captain's running speed was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people.

This provided the 141st squad with material to observe the captain, and Soap's voice came through the communicator as soon as the captain finished the first lap.

"Tsk! 1 minute and 24 seconds? My God, Colonel, don't tell me we're about to deal with this monster who easily broke the world record, and even far surpassed the military record! Damn it, running around this fountain is at least 800 meters!"

"..."

Soap's complaints were met with a long silence on the communication channel. Despite being an elite among elites selected by the military for extraordinary events, even Price, who had previously been so confident, was somewhat at a loss when facing the captain, who was a complete all-rounder.

The reason is simple: the current situation is far too dire for everyone in Group 141.

If there were no equipment restrictions, the members of Team 141 would definitely not be afraid to have a fierce battle with their captain, but the problem is that all they can rely on right now is a Taser.

Fighting a well-rounded warrior like the captain? That seems like a pipe dream.

However, it was obvious that although this was the most genuine thought in everyone's mind, Price, as the commander, would never actually say it. After a long silence, Price finally managed to utter a sentence.

"Shouldn't we be brave enough to challenge the peak? Besides, we may never have the chance to fight this person again like we did today. Don't worry about failure; at worst, we still have that amazing alchemist!"

"Thank you, Colonel. If you really don't know what to say, you don't have to say anything. We understand."

As Price finished speaking what seemed like comforting words, Xiao Qiang, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but complain to Price.

The others in the communication room couldn't help but laugh when they heard Xiao Qiang, who was usually taciturn, make such a sharp statement.

Of course, none of this was noticed by the team leader who was doing his morning exercise; at least on the surface, the team leader did not notice.

Heaven knows how many laps the captain ran at that 100-meter sprint pace. At first, Soap tried to calculate it, but as time went by, Soap eventually gave up thinking about it and just quietly watched the captain run laps for his morning exercise.

Even as the sun truly rose and more and more people began to exercise around them, the team leader never stopped.

After completing another lap, the captain finally stopped at the entrance of the Lincoln Memorial. However, it wasn't because the captain felt tired, but because the phone in his pocket interrupted his morning exercise rhythm!

Everyone watched in disbelief as the captain pulled a basic black-and-white Nokia phone from his pocket and put it to his ear. Heaven knows who was on the other end of the line. The captain's expression clearly turned displeased, and he eventually just nodded, said "I understand," and hung up.

"Okay, at least now we know that Captain America is really not good at using electronic devices!"

As soon as the captain pulled out his black-and-white Nokia phone, Soap's complaints started ringing out over the comms, only to be quickly silenced by Price.

"Alright, stop joking around. Get ready to move in. Cockroach and Soap, approach slowly. Ghost, find your own opportunity!"

As Price finished speaking, the three people present pretended to be tourists and began to casually move towards the captain who was on the phone.

The instant the captain's call ended, a tranquilizer dart shot out from the woods a hundred meters away, aimed directly at the captain's pectoral muscles.

But the next second, something happened that almost made the eyes of the entire 141st squad pop out.

The captain, who had just ended the call, actually caught the tranquilizer dart that the ghost shot at him with his bare hands right in front of them!

"My hair?" *4

For a moment, not only Soap, Xiaoqiang, and Price, who witnessed this scene, but even the ghost who fired the tranquilizer dart had a look of utter disbelief.

It's important to understand that while the rate of fire of a tranquilizer dart can't compare to that of a bullet, the fact that the captain could so easily catch it in his hand is definitely not something an ordinary person could do.

At the very least, the few members of Squad 141 could absolutely not do it! Not to mention Squad 141, even in the army, it would be a damn difficult task. Even if they did manage to catch him, it would only be due to luck, not as easy and accurate as the captain did.

Seeing that the captain seemed to have seen through their encirclement, Price immediately stopped pretending, decisively pulled out his Taser, aimed it at the captain, and pulled the trigger, while shouting in the direction of Soapy.

"Let's do it!"

Upon hearing Price's order, Soap, who was closest to the captain, also drew his Taser and fired in the captain's direction.

However, the captain seemed to have known their purpose all along. He showed no surprise at Price and Soap's attack. With a sidestep, the captain instantly grabbed the wire connecting the Taser to the electric needle of the two men.

The next second, both Price and Soap felt a tremendous force suddenly come from the Taser in their hands, and the Taser flew out of their hands.

Meanwhile, Xiao Qiang, who had just entered the Taser's firing range, saw that Price and Soap's attacks not only failed but the captain had even disarmed them in the blink of an eye. He gritted his teeth and made a desperate move, rushing directly towards the captain.

Xiao Qiang's plan was simple: since Price and Soap's ranged attacks couldn't move the Captain, he would simply get close. As long as he could hit the Captain with the Taser, according to that bastard Sherlock, even the Captain would lose the ability to resist in an instant!

Chapter 296 The Captain's Capture Plan (Part 2)

Despite Xiaoqiang's wonderful ideas and even his seemingly perfect plan, he ultimately underestimated the captain's fighting strength due to his lack of experience.

It's important to understand that the captain's "peak human physical fitness" represents not only basic attributes like strength, speed, and endurance, but also hidden attributes like reaction speed.

To put it simply, as far as the human species is concerned, there is almost no one whose reaction is faster than the captain's.

Therefore, Xiaoqiang's tactics, whether in terms of willpower, wisdom, or even choice, are already at the highest level, but in the captain's eyes, they are still just a joke, and the captain can see through Xiaoqiang's plans at a glance.

Therefore, the captain didn't hold back. He changed his grip and the Taser gun that the captain had forcibly taken from him was like a meteor hammer, hurtling towards Xiao Qiang.

Fortunately, the captain didn't seem to intend to kill him; he merely fired a shot at the Taser that Xiaoqiang had just pulled out, knocking the weapon out of Xiaoqiang's hand.

As for the other Taser, the captain casually tossed it toward the ghost hiding in the bushes not far away.

Seeing the Taser gun flying towards him like a cannonball, Ghost cursed and stopped hiding, jumping down from the tree.

Seeing that all four people had appeared, the captain then looked coldly at the group of 141 on the scene.

"I felt like you guys were watching me ever since I arrived here this morning. At first, I just thought it was because my identity had been recognized, but after receiving Black Egg's call, I realized that you guys are not fans."

"Tell me your identities. Are you Hydra or some other random organization? The people who attacked the New York base last night are probably connected to you too, aren't they?"

The captain coldly looked at the four members of Squad 141 who were gathered together, and lightly shook his hand. Although it seemed to be just a habitual action before a fight, it carried an inexplicable sense of oppression in the eyes of the members of Squad 141.

It was clear that the captain was prepared to fight them or even capture them alive.

Thinking of this, Price finally smiled helplessly, shrugged at the captain, and said with a wry smile.

"We originally thought we could at least easily control you, but we were still too inexperienced! Unfortunately, although we can't beat you, it doesn't mean we don't have any backup plans."

As Price finished speaking, the captain felt something hit him on the back.

Because his attention was focused on Squad 141, and although there were no other people gathered around, there were still quite a few curious 'bystanders'. Moreover, the captain did not sense any malicious looks from those 'bystanders', which made him subconsciously ignore the threat they posed.

So much so that the captain was momentarily stunned after feeling something hit him on the back.

But that moment of distraction put the captain at a disadvantage, making a comeback impossible.

The reason is simple: the thing that hit the captain on the back was a metal ball that Sherlock had taken from S.H.I.E.L.D.!

Sherlock studied this thing for a long time and only knew that it was a restraint device, but he still couldn't figure out exactly how it restrained people.

Seeing that this thing looked like an enlarged version of the Master Ball, Sherlock, having no other choice, pressed the button on it and smashed it into the captain's back.

As mentioned before, Sherlock had no ill intentions towards the captain, and with the cover of the crowd, the captain naturally did not notice Sherlock hiding in the crowd, and was hit on the back by the metal ball.

However, what happened the next second almost made everyone present and the onlookers drop their jaws.

The metal ball began to disintegrate the moment it hit the captain's back and bounced off, almost instantly transforming into a humanoid metal strip that resembled an exoskeleton, which then abruptly adhered to the captain's back.

The next second, the exoskeleton-like thing clinging to the captain's back began to split apart, like facehuggers extending countless claws to fix itself to the captain's body, not even sparing his head.

Although the whole process may seem like it took a long time to describe, it was actually completed in the blink of an eye.

Before the captain could even react, he was firmly fixed in place by the 'exoskeleton'.

Despite being wary of this novel contraption, the captain didn't take it seriously. After all, it looked as thick as a soda can, giving the impression that it could be torn apart with a single force.

However, it was obvious that the captain was a bit overconfident, or rather, the captain had no idea what this thing actually was.

Even the captain, let alone the rest of the team, were a bit taken aback. After all, this thing looked like an exoskeleton that was put on the captain. It didn't seem like something aimed at the captain at all, but rather something aimed at their team, 141.

However, what happened next confirmed to the members of Squad 141 that this thing was indeed aimed at their captain, and the effect seemed to be quite good.

Indeed, after the exoskeleton, which resembled a sheet of iron, was fixed to the captain's body, it began to shrink again in an instant. However, this time it did not shrink back to its original spherical shape, but rather the two ends began to shrink.

The direct consequence was that the captain was first forced to raise his hands by the powerful force of the device, and then suddenly made a movement like a steel bridge.

He grabbed his ankles with both hands, and his whole body was forced into a strange, circular shape.

This is only because the captain himself is quite flexible. If it were someone as tough as Sherlock, the little prince, this blow would probably have killed or crippled him.

Of course, even though the captain was quite flexible, his fate wasn't much better.

Because the incident happened suddenly, and the time it took for the device to hit the captain's back and forcibly bend him backward into a circle was only one second.

Caught off guard, the captain lost his balance and rolled several times on the ground like a hollow tire before slowly coming to a stop.

However, the captain who stopped felt that he would have been better off not stopping at all.

The reason is simple: although the captain stopped, he was in a strange position on the ground, as if his hands were tied behind his back and his feet were bound together.

In this position, ordinary people can't even exert any force, let alone struggle.

Fortunately, the captain was no ordinary person. Although he was already restrained, he never gave up the idea of ​​struggling. He immediately began to exert his strength to break free from this damned thing. However, it was obvious that the creator of this device had already taken this into account.

The next second, a powerful electric current emanated from the bizarre restraint device. The energy was so great that the captain convulsed involuntarily and quickly passed out amidst the aroma of roasted meat.

It wasn't until this moment that the members of Squad 141 and Sherlock arrived in front of their unconscious captain. Seeing the captain's miserable state, Price felt extremely frightened.

Price: "Sherlock, where did you get this thing from?"

Sherlock: "S.H.I.E.L.D., didn't you see it too? It's in a laboratory in the central square."

Soap: "I don't think this thing is typical of S.H.I.E.L.D.; it's more like Hydra."

Xiaoqiang: "No, it's the style of the Pornhub BDSM community!"

Sherlock, Price, the Ghost, and Soap: "!!!"

Chapter 297 The captain has been successfully captured, what happens next?

Well, Sherlock has always respected the diversity of human preferences. Unless it's too bizarre, he generally doesn't understand but respects it. Fortunately, although Xiaoqiang's preferences are somewhat bizarre, they are still within the realm of understanding.

However, after hearing Xiaoqiang's complaints, this originally very powerful restraint device now seemed to have a strange feeling about it.

Sherlock, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't hold back any longer. He walked up to the man who had been somewhat shy and taciturn since he arrived, patted him hard on the shoulder, and then spoke to him earnestly.

"Watch less of that stuff, it won't do you any good! By the way, if you have kidney deficiency and need a savior, you can contact me. The medicine is definitely much stronger than what you buy outside!"

???

Listening to Sherlock's earnest words, three question marks slowly appeared on Xiao Qiang's head. But Sherlock did not give Xiao Qiang a chance to explain. After saying this, he walked to the captain who was tied up like a tire and actually used the captain as a tire to roll towards Zhao Weike.

Seeing that Sherlock had already started the group buy, Soap, that rascal, naturally followed suit immediately. He patted Xiaoqiang on the shoulder, just like Sherlock had done, before saying something to Xiaoqiang.

"I thought you were a reliable newbie, but it turns out you're a bit of a brooding pervert? Congratulations, 141 loves this kind of brooding pervert. I hereby declare you no longer a newbie."

"No...it's me..."

As Soap made his sarcastic remarks, Xiao Qiang realized that his teammates and Sherlock seemed to have misunderstood something. He wanted to explain, but Soap, who was so sarcastic, wouldn't give Xiao Qiang a chance to explain. He decisively suppressed his laughter and ran to help Sherlock push up the 'tire' that was called the captain.