"Hey! You two hotheads, chill out! You're practically on fire!"
Deadpool feigned retreat while swinging his dual blades, scanning for an opening.
"Whoa! Your clothes are burning off! This is way too explicit! Totally NSFW! Eighteen plus! Eighteen plus!"
Deadpool's dual katanas had the ability to freeze and neutralize the Extremis virus, but unfortunately, his body wasn't built to withstand temperatures soaring up to 3000 degrees Celsius.
While the Extremis soldiers couldn't kill him permanently, they could easily render him incapable of fighting.
The two Extremis soldiers advanced relentlessly, refusing to give Deadpool any breathing room.
"Alright, you guys started this, so don't blame me for what's coming next! The lovable Deadpool can lose his temper too, and trust me, you won't like me when I'm angry! Take this, you little punks!"
Deadpool parried an incoming hand strike with his blade and swiftly slid forward.
'Zzzzzt!'
One of the Extremis soldier's blazing arms was sliced clean off.
However, instead of triggering the Extremis virus's regenerative abilities, Deadpool's katana nullified the virus's power with a freezing effect.
The orange glow of heat slowly faded as a layer of white frost spread from the wound, consuming the Extremis virus from within.
Seeing this, the other soldier became more cautious, blocking Deadpool's next strike while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
A fiery punch came hurtling toward Deadpool.
"Whoa! Is that the Pegasus Meteor Fist?!"
Deadpool dodged backward, narrowly avoiding the searing punch.
"You guys are way too violent! We should promote peace and love, not punches and flames!"
With a twist of his body, Deadpool swung his blade horizontally.
'Slash!'
The other soldier's hands were severed cleanly.
The special anti-Extremis katana, designed by Kagura, injected a freezing coolant into the wounds, preventing the virus's regenerative ability from activating.
"AAAAHHH! My power! Why isn't it regenerating?!"
"Good question! Because the one and only Deadpool wields magical swords of doom!"
Deadpool gracefully spun his dual blades and assumed a combat stance.
His maid outfit, combined with his expert swordsmanship, oddly exuded an aesthetic charm.
"I'll kill you!"
The now-handless Extremis soldier roared and charged again, his body blazing with orange energy.
Deadpool's special katanas, dubbed "Extremis Vaccine," worked temporarily.
The freezing effect would wear off as the temperature rose, so Deadpool had to finish them off quickly.
"Look at you, charging in so recklessly. Time for the Deadpool Deluxe Slicing Combo!"
Deadpool darted forward, engaging the two soldiers in close combat.
The Extremis soldiers, once elite soldiers enhanced by the virus, possessed superhuman strength and combat skills.
But Deadpool, a a mercenary in New York City and a former Canadian special forces operative, was no amateur either.
With a swift leap, Deadpool plunged his katana directly into one soldier's chest.
White frost spread from the wound, freezing the soldier's heart and surrounding tissues. The Extremis virus couldn't heal a fatal wound like this.
In the original MCU timeline, Tony Stark defeated Eric Savin by blasting a hole through his chest with the Mark 42's repulsor.
A simple lethal injury could kill an Extremis soldier.
The soldier, frozen from the inside, convulsed a few times before sliding off Deadpool's blade, collapsing to the ground as an icy corpse.
The other soldier, witnessing this, quickly realized the situation and turned to flee.
"Run? Hey! Come back! We're not done yet! Where's your honor?!"
"Screw honor! I'm outta here!"
Deadpool chased after him. "Why are you running?! You have regeneration! What's there to be afraid of?!"
Despite his usual carefree and ridiculous demeanor, Deadpool fully understood the gravity of the situation.
His mission was to eliminate the Extremis soldiers stationed at this military airport.
Deadpool could handle a one-on-one or even a two-on-one fight, but if more soldiers joined in, especially with firearms, things would get messy fast.
"Stop running! I'll even promise not to chop off your hands this time! Seriously! Come back!"
In the dimly lit military airport, a security guard with a regenerating arm sprinted for his life.
Behind him, a sword-wielding Deadpool in a maid outfit pursued relentlessly, yelling absurd things like, "C'mon! Fight me like a man!", "I'll give you one katana advantage!", and "You call for backup, and you think you're a hero? Hah!"
Deadpool knew that the soldier had likely already transmitted the information about the intruder.
If he didn't finish this quickly, he'd soon be facing Aldrich Killian's full-on squad.
"Crap, crap, crap! I signed up for stealth mode, not Dark Souls boss fights!"