Change of perspective

"What the?" The voice of one of the female agents came through the speakers.

"What is it?" Nick Fury spoke into the microphone.

"Shit!" The voice of another female agent came through the speaker.

"They're behind us!" The final female agent shouted before all they could hear over the radio was the sounds of night-night guns being fired.

"What's going on?!" Fury demanded. All he got in response was more gunfire and the occasional scream, "Shit!"

He stood up and walked in a quick circle, thinking. He turned to a young officer.

"They've breached containment, lockdown the next two zones. I want four more teams, two per side. Make sure they all are in hazmat suits. One team on each side, can go into the containment area and try to flank them and stop them, while the other two stand guard at the perimeter." Fury stated. The agent nodded in reply as they noticed that the screams and gunfire had stopped.

"Wanda, you need to listen to us." The voice of one of the male agents came through the speaker, "You're sick. We're trying to help you. Just let us go, and return to the med bay. Then, we-"

"Fuck!" Fury yelled, turning to Maria Hill, "Start evacuating all non-essential personnel. If we can't keep them contained, we'll need to abandon the Helicarrier."

"Yes Sir." Maria Hill stated as she walked off. Fury turned back to the speaker, waiting and listening.

"You need to listen to us!" The male agent's voice from earlier came through the speaker. Fury hung his head, knowing that Alpha team was lost.

"Stop!" Came the voice of another male agent over the speaker. It didn't take much longer before all he heard was scuffling sounds. The microphones were being removed from the agents. This could be bad. He turned to the agent he'd given orders to earlier.

"Tell the new teams to use channel 5. We can't have them listening to our orders." He stated, before turning back to his console and changing the speaker to channel 5, and ending the transmission before he could start hearing the moans.