Marvel turns into Iron Man

464 Chapter 462 Falcon's new equipment

"There is nothing logically wrong with your idea, it just lacks theory and practice."

Miss Stark seemed to have just found a chance to interject, and everyone turned their eyes to her.

"In the final analysis, even the Hydra you lead is just trying to put a shell on the earth."

"And I have the same idea, it's just not perfect, because I know -- this is not the right time."

Although Alexander Pierce is Hydra, his philosophy is very different from the organization during World War II.

Maybe there are some overlaps in it, but fundamentally it is another new idea.

As has been said, Pierce is a fairly typical politician in his mind, and he will choose what works for him.

But when the world began to face a new crisis, extraterrestrial civilizations appeared, and superhumans gathered together.

When human civilization begins new changes and new situations with the passage of time.

Pierce instinctively sensed that the concept of the Hydra organization might not be able to keep up with the progress of the times and be eliminated.

If you can't keep up with the pace, you can only be left behind, turning into ashes and disappearing in the long river of history.

Fear forced him to make a choice, and he chose the old-fashioned way, which was to ensure that this change would happen under his control.

Hydra has used this method countless times to develop the entire history in the direction they expected, and it has become what it is now.

Therefore, this insight plan surrounding the artificial intelligence left by Amni Zola became the bargaining chip for Hydra to enter the new world.

They want to control the world, to shape it into the way they want it to be, to make the world crawl at the feet of the organization.

Unlike Miss Stark's vision, her idea is to seek greater benefits for herself on the basis of protecting the world.

The Hydra led by Pierce controls the world through white terror, making people voluntarily give up their freedom in exchange for a sense of security.

Maybe, maybe just maybe, when the world is facing threats, let's take a look at the world they rule.

Miss Stark's Ultron plan has begun to take shape, but this is not where everyone is paying attention.

Now, it is more important to implement the original plan correctly.

So, Ferry pulled Pierce, and the two stood together in the viewing area of ​​the glass screen.

"What are you doing, do you think I will retain your administrative authority?"

Pierce's implication is naturally that Nick Fury's authority has been unilaterally erased.

However, it seemed that Nick Fury didn't seem to be worried about this issue, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course I know that you will clear my administrative rights and delete my retina access records."

"But if you want to outplay me, Mr Minister - you'd better keep your eyes open."

Fury smiled and took off his blindfold.

Although there are three hideous scars around the eye sockets, the skin there seems to have been burned by flames.

But the blind eye that everyone thought was intact appeared in front of everyone.

Watching Fury push Pierce into the retinal scan viewing area, Natasha's hands moved on the keyboard again.

But then, Miss Stark lowered her voice and whispered playfully in her ears.

"Quietly tell you, the scar on his eye was actually scratched by a cat, please don't tell it~"

The friendship between women is not of much concern to other people.

What she whispered to her ear, Natasha naturally heard it clearly, and immediately decided to forget it.

Regardless of whether what Miss Stark said was true or not, whether the Director was scratched by a cat or not, all of this was—well, forget it.

Natasha was indeed trying hard to get the things out of her mind, but she really couldn't just forget about it.

"A-level permission confirmation, encryption code accepted, database security protection released."

When this voice prompt sounded in the director's office, everyone knew that it was time to end the matter.

The internal files of SHIELD's database are being transmitted to the Internet in real time in Natasha's hands.

Before long, anyone in the world with Internet access will be able to read and download these documents for free.

Of course, although the files are provided for easy access, in fact, most of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files are manually encrypted.

There is no need to worry about life-threatening threats to secret agents' identities, but what needs to be worried about is what will happen if these things leak out.

On the other hand, in fact, there are not only two A-level officials, Fury and Pierce, in this director's office.

Miss Stark also has A-level authority, but she has no intention of coming forward.

The reason is naturally because, allowing Pierce to take the initiative to cooperate represents a deeper meaning.

However, although Pierce, the leader of Hydra, gave in, it does not mean that the members of Hydra within S.H.I.E.L.D. will stop acting at this time.

"Helicopter No. 45, [-]° to port—"

When Hill aimed the guns of the two space carriers that had gained control authority at other warships.

Through the feedback from the surveillance camera on the computer in front of her, she naturally found several quick reaction force agents rushing towards the control room where she was.

Hill didn't say much, just stood up with the pistol drawn from his waist, and fired two shots at the broken door.

"There are still 6 minutes left, Rogers, you better speed up."

Captain Rogers did not reply to Maria Hill's work at this time, but rushed while avoiding the hail of bullets coming from behind.

"Hey Sam, I need a ride!"

"Got it, let me know when you're ready."

Before he had time to think about it, Sam immediately changed direction and flew towards the space carrier where Rogers was.

Unbeknownst to Rogers, not far behind him, a Quick Reaction Force agent had pulled out a disposable bazooka and aimed it at him.

If he didn't run very fast, he would have already run a few meters away when the rocket flew past, and I'm afraid the rocket would explode on him.

But the shock wave of the explosion still lifted Rogers from the deck of the Helicarrier, and in front of him was an altitude of nearly [-] feet.

"Dude, come over and help—"

Rogers, who was kicked out and started to fall freely, could only stretch his limbs as much as possible.

He pressed the shield under his body, trying to slow down his descent in this way.

And Sam naturally saw his falling figure, so he immediately flew at full speed and swooped down towards Rogers.

It can only be said that how to catch Rogers was not difficult, but Sam still took Rogers to a higher sky.

"You're much heavier than I thought."

"I ate too much breakfast."

The two of them chatted some unnutritious words one after another, and walked together on the only space carrier that didn't have a replacement chip.

But then, the figure of Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes flashed behind the cargo container next to him.

Bucky kicked Rogers out without a single pause, knocked down the guardrail and fell off the deck of the Helicarrier.

And before Sam shouted Steve's name, he was grabbed by Bucky's wings and thrown back to the rear of the deck before he could rush down to save people.

This move was indeed ruthless enough to separate the two directly, dragging the Falcon to save Rogers, and let Rogers fall freely.

Sam couldn't help but care about Captain America who was thrown down. He could only take out two submachine guns and shoot Bucky.

The combat ability of the original Falcon is very worrying, because his ability mainly comes from just a rocket jet pack with two wings.

The weapons he can use are the two Steyr TMP submachine guns he found in Nick Fury's base on the shore of Lake Washington.

At this time, even if it is a submachine gun with a very high rate of fire, how can it possibly get a little oily skin from Bucky Barnes.

Bucky jumped back and hid behind the container. Sam saw that he didn't seem to be entangled, and immediately flew to find the whereabouts of Rogers.

But before he flew very far, a rope shot out from behind suddenly bound his steel wings.

That huge force not only dragged Sam Wilson from the air to the deck, but even tore the steel wing off the rocket backpack.

Maybe only a genius knows how powerful the Winter Soldier's arm is, but Sam can't care less.

Because after his wings were torn apart, Bucky kicked him off the deck of the space carrier before he could get up.

Bucky's movements were as smooth and natural as kicking Rogers, without a trace of affectation.

However, such a result caused Sam to suffer completely, causing him to spin and fall crazily.

There is only one unoperable steel wing left, and even the center of gravity when it falls cannot be balanced.

Sam deserved a heavy blow to a certain place on his chest strap, and threw away the only remaining wing.

He had fallen to within a thousand yards of the ground—and before he had time to think, Sam opened the rocket pack's parachute.

At this time, the deceleration was obviously a bit slow, even if a white parachute opened, it still couldn't stop his falling speed.

Sam screamed as he tugged on the parachute's control wire to at least make himself less ugly.

Then, after a few seconds, he fell completely on the top floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Tricurved Wing Building, and fell completely.

"Oh, thank God—captain, come back, how's your side?"

After finally returning to the solid floor, Sam immediately asked the portable intercom device on his wrist.

"I'm still there, Sam, I'm still on the Helicarrier, where are you?"

Rogers climbed up from the jet engine of the space carrier with great difficulty, and climbed to a higher place.

"I'm on the ground, the flight suit is broken, sorry, Captain, it didn't help in the end."

Sam looked at the three space carriers in the sky from a distance, shook his head slightly, and said in a depressed mood.

"Don't worry, I can handle it—"

"Hey Sam, I think you need some technical support?"

Before Rogers finished speaking, a female voice with a bit of excitement and excitement appeared on the communication channel.

Miss Stark's voice came in very abruptly, and Rogers was almost too frightened to open his mouth smoothly.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, wait a minute, you'll find out soon."

Her voice quickly disappeared, replaced by a strange whistling sound in the air.

Before Sam could look up, a large iron box as tall as a person fell straight in front of Sam.

The box is not a boxy shape with sharp edges and corners, but a streamlined body with a sense of technology, which is wide in the middle and narrow at the top and bottom.

The main body is gray iron, and there are many gold and red embellishments on it, which looks really good-looking.

But Sam also naturally noticed the sticky note pasted on the safe deposit box of this unknown alloy.

【Welcome to the Justice League, Sam, this is your birthday present】

Although there was no signature on the note, at least Sam still saw the words [Stark Industries] on the side of the alloy box.

It seems that the owner of the box didn't have any hidden thoughts at all, and directly wrote his name on the box.

"Keep your hands on the touch screen."

With the sound of a somewhat mechanical female voice, a boxy touch screen on the front of the alloy safe deposit box slowly lit up.

"This is... a biometric device, do I have to put my hand on it?"

No one answered him, but Sam still put his hand on the touch screen, and then triggered the identification device.

"The recognition is successful, please step back, the safe deposit box is being opened—"

The female voice sounded again, but this time Sam took the initiative to take two steps back, watching the box in front of him slowly open in a daze.

Just like a standing wardrobe in my own home, the box was split from the front, revealing the contents inside.

Bursts of cold air blew out of it, as if it had been preserved under low temperature and high pressure, but Sam's eyes were still attracted by the things inside.

"Wow, this is really..."

He thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't think of any words to use to describe this somewhat sci-fi creation.

What appeared in the box was a set of steel wings somewhat similar to the first generation, but in red and white colors.

In addition to the rocket flight backpack of Steel Wings, there is also a special all-encompassing suit.

Miss Stark has been developing the Kestrel drone a long time ago, and the second-generation bionic wing of the Falcon is just a by-product.

Although it sounds fantastic, the falcon does not have much effect on her, but the drone is more important.

The Steel Wings are no longer the piece of junk that Bucky Barnes would easily tear apart.

The new multi-purpose flying wing has more and more complex deformation modes than the previous generation.

The shield mode can easily block the bombing of micro-missiles, and the blade mode is a special weapon for melee combat.

The special battle suit was equipped for him to strengthen his defense, and the specific specifications were the same as Natasha Barton's battle suit.

It's also equipped with Stark-tech weapons, like wristbands that fire tiny rockets or slice light.

The goggles are not just the windproof goggles that Sam is wearing on his head at this time.

When Sam took the new goggles out of the locker and put them on his head, he was in real shock.

The new goggles add the functionality of an AR-HUD, an auxiliary data interface for flight, and automatic visual search and lock.

The display interface can cross-link the real-time shooting pictures transmitted by the UAV, and can issue instructions to them.

The microcomputer at the wrist can provide more comprehensive data display and have more complex command input functions.

In general, from now on, Falcon is no longer a soy sauce role.

Of course, the premise is that he has completely mastered how to use the new equipment.

The sky is still fighting, Rogers still needs help, and Sam immediately puts on new equipment under the guidance of artificial intelligence.

"The initialization of the EXO07-AMark2 Falcon bionic wing exoskeleton system is in progress—"

Although many new functions have been added to the wings on the rocket backpack, the general control method is not much different from the original version.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately spread his wings, activated the rocket jet pack on his back and flew into the sky.

PS:

The plug-in is online, how about letting the second-generation American team crush the audience?