Secret Avengers sample page 20
-- and the grappling hook catches in the chopper's skids.
And Rogers grabs the grapple cable with his other hand and just fucking PULLS.
ROGERS WE STOP HERE, WIDOW.
The car stops, and the chopper hits the ground on the front ends of its skids, tipping forward hard enough to throw the pilot and co-pilot clean through the glass of their windscreens.
BEAST at the open hood of the car, scanning it with the tricorder thing on his bracer, a tool already in hand and prising into the guts of the engine.
BEAST I'M MAKING A NEUTRON BOMB OUT OF AN ATOMIC CONVERTIBLE.
WIDOW firing into the backs of the pilots who fell out of the chopper, as Moon Knight, in the cockpit, brings the chopper under control, hovering it a foot off the ground. Rogers, next to her, looking up.
WIDOW I HEAR MORE CARS.
ROGERS WE'VE GOT MAYBE A MINUTE. STATIC IN THE AIR. IT'S NOW OR NEVER, HANK.