ME: Hello, boys and girls! I'm back! A/N: I meant to say Beijing, not Brazil in Chapter 13. Warning: Spoilers if you haven't seen the awesome movie known as the Winter Soldier.
FURY:
The African-American man glared at the two white cops. It was the 26th Century, for Christ's sakes!
"Wanna see my license and registration?"
The police responded non-verbally by turning on their sirens and flashing lights. Could Caucasians finally accept black people having as nice or even nicer cars then them?
Just as Fury moved into the intersection, though, another police cruiser rammed into the left side of his SHIELD-modified SUV. The first car reversed and slammed into the front of his vehicle, while a third one rammed his rear. A fourth police car drove up to his right while his car's onboard AI came on.
"Fracture detected," it said casually, seemingly oblivious to the danger to him. "Recommend anesthetic injection." Meanwhile the car that had rammed his left backed up, while a SWAT APC followed by a fifth police cruiser pulled into the area before dropping off it's load of armor-clad officers.
As Fury injected his left arm, the AI went in. "DC Metro Police Dispatch shows no units in this area." Fake cops, then. Not that it was much of a comfort, given that both the assailants in blue shirts and the fake SWAT team members were all armed with MA5B assault rifles. That model was horribly inaccurate at longer ranges, but the fact the hitmen were not standing far away in addition to the MA5B having a 60-round magazine more then made up for it. "Get me out of here!" He ordered the vehicle AI.
The fake police and SWAT opened fire, 7.62x51mm FMJ rounds slamming into the SUV.
"Propulsion systems offline."
"Then reboot, dammit!"
As the rifle fire stopped, four men in SWAT gear brought out a battering ram. "Window integrity compromised," the AI announced.
"Ya think?" Said Fury. "How long until propulsion?"
"Calculating."
The battering ram slammed into the SUV. "Window integrity thirty-one percent. Offensive measures advised."
"Hold that order!"
Another smash; Fury could see the thugs start to reload. "Window integrity nineteen percent. Deploying countermeasures."
"Wait!"
A third smash. "Window integrity one percent."
"Now!" A hybrid weapon consisting of a quad-barreled machine gun and a grenade launcher deployed. He gunned down whatever hitmen were unfortunate enough to be in the way, before switching to the grenade launcher and destroying the APC. It was a law enforcement model and thus could take bullets but not explosives.
"Propulsion systems online."
"Full acceleration, now!" Director Fury ordered.
LOCUS:
"Sir, the target's on the move but we're on his tail! I say again, we're in pursuit of Foxtrot!"
"Roger that," he replied emotionlessly before switching channels. "Winter, Target Foxtrot's headed your way. Standby to capture, acknowledge."
"Copy that," she said, "standing by."
ME: Happy New Year's, guys!