chapter 161 part 1
Chapter 160: Prison Break
Author: Yue Shang Xintou
*Beep—*
Anti-World, Upper New York Bay, Governors Island, inside the Thunderbolts' secret prison.
"Chow time!"
With a shrill alarm, several heavily armed guards opened the prison entrance.
*Bang! Bang!*
"Clint, to the door, time for dinner!"
Arriving at a heavily guarded cell, a guard casually grabbed a slice of bread with a paper plate, threw it into the food slot, and pounded hard on the heavy iron door as he shouted.
He glanced through the small window on the iron door to check the situation inside the cell. Confirming the prisoner was still inside, the guard then nodded to his companion behind him.
They continued down the prison's narrow corridor, heading for the next cell's food slot.
*Bang, bang!*
"Doreen Green, this is your dinner!"
"Are there any nuts?"
"What do you think this is, a restaurant? Take your slice of bread and get back!"
Amidst the harsh curses, the sound of the guards' footsteps gradually faded.
As the footsteps receded, Hawkeye opened his eyes inside the cell. He got up, walked to the food slot, and looked at the slice of bread that had fallen to the floor. Expressionlessly, he picked it up and put it in his mouth.
The dry, hard texture was like chewing on a sponge completely devoid of moisture.
*Crunch!*
Suddenly, a crisp sound of impact rang out.
Inside the cell, as Clint ate the slice of bread, his teeth seemed to have bitten down on something hard.
*Ptooey—*
After chewing the bread in his mouth for a moment, he silently spat out the object he had bitten into, looking at the miniaturized bow and arrow in his hand.
Putting away the small bow and arrow, Hawkeye glanced at the cell's heavy iron door, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
...
Governors Island, secret prison, in front of a special cell in C-Block.
"Dinner time. Cut the power."
He reported to the guard in the surveillance room via the Communicator on his shoulder.
The electric current running through the iron bars was temporarily shut off, and the guard in front of the cell took the opportunity to deliver the prisoner's dinner.
Glancing at the food piled up at the food slot, the guard in charge of delivery couldn't help but frown. He drew the baton from his waist and slammed it against the iron bars of the cell a few times.
"Hey, Jessica, cooperate and eat the food I gave you!"
"Bullshit!"
Inside the cell, hearing the clanging sound of the baton, Jessica slowly lifted her head and cursed at the guard outside, giving him the middle finger.
Her prolonged hunger strike had made her already petite frame look even thinner.
However, the guard in front of the cell felt no pity.
Or rather, as guards in a secret prison, they had been warned long before entering. The prisoners inside were dangerously high-risk. Even Jessica, who looked like a little girl, was capable of causing harm far beyond a normal person's imagination. At the very least, guards like them would die at her hands if they were even slightly careless.
"Don't force us to use special measures, Jessica!"
Facing the provocation from inside the cell, the guard frowned and immediately issued a warning.
"If you don't eat obediently, we'll have to force you to eat..."
As special prisoners captured by the Thunderbolts, it was the guards' duty to ensure they didn't die in their cells.
Therefore, if Jessica continued to refuse food, they would have to take action, which included sedating her and using a nasogastric tube to force her to absorb nutrients.
"No one can force me, no one!"
However, the guard's words seemed to strike a nerve with Jessica, causing her to instantly become irate.
"We have a situation! Turn the power back on."
Seeing Jessica floating in mid-air inside the cell with an enraged expression, the guard took a few steps back from the cell and quickly shouted into his Communicator.
"Understood!"
As he finished speaking, the guard in the surveillance room pressed the button.
*Thump—*
*Crackle!*
Immediately after, Jessica charged towards the front of the cell, only to be violently thrown to the ground by a powerful electric current.
"Monster!"
Looking at the unconscious Jessica on the cell floor, the guard glanced at the deformed bars she had crashed into and cursed with lingering fear.
...
"Identity confirmed."
"Welcome, Natasha."
At the Thunderbolts Base, after an identity scan and confirmation, Natasha strode into the interior of the Base.
As the Thunderbolts' New York headquarters, the entire Base was enormous.
It not only contained activity spaces for Thunderbolts members but also housed a large number of staff and some special areas.
The prison for housing superhuman criminals was one of them.
It was known as one of the most secure prisons in the entire country, not just because of its massive security force, but also because, in addition to regular guards, members of the Thunderbolts themselves participated in guarding these prisoners.
In fact, according to the intelligence Natasha had obtained...
The Superhuman Activities Oversight Committee was already in contact with Hydra, planning to deploy a batch of Ultron Robots in the prison to monitor the inmates twenty-four hours a day, ensuring the entire secret prison's security was impenetrable.
The intelligence flashed through her mind, but on the surface, Natasha remained composed as she walked through the Thunderbolts Base.
She nodded to the staff members she passed, appearing no different than usual.
Just as she arrived in front of one of the Base's intelligence data rooms and was about to enter...
"Natasha..."
Suddenly, an unexpected voice called out from behind her.
Hearing it, Natasha paused for a fraction of a second, but she quickly masked the strange look on her face, turning around with a surprised expression. "Harry Osborn?"
"What are you doing here?"
That was right. The owner of the sudden voice was none other than Harry, who had just recently joined the Thunderbolts.
"I was looking for some information."
Meeting Natasha's gaze, Harry gave his reason.
This was one of the reasons he had chosen to join the Thunderbolts—to better investigate materials related to Spider-Man and Collin Roper.
"Did you find it?"
"I did, but it's not very detailed."
Shaking his head, Harry's tone revealed a hint of disappointment. Then, as if he had thought of something, he asked Natasha, "Speaking of which, have you had any results in your investigation of Collin Roper, Natasha?"
Thunderbolts records showed that the investigation into Collin Roper had always been handled by Natasha, and she was also the team's most skilled member in intelligence gathering.