novelraw Chapter 465 463 Threats
Chapter 465 463 Threats
Because of Miss Stark's material technology, although the appearance looks larger and more exaggerated than the previous version of the Falcon bionic wing.
But the weight of the new EXO07-AMark2 Falcon Bionic Wing is only about half of the previous version.
After seeing the structure system of the previous version, she threw away some redundant parts with a wave of her hand.
And all of this directly led to the fact that when Sam put on this new set of equipment, he would have a little bit of difficulty adapting to it.
However, after all, this is only the result of the first use, and there is no big problem.
Miss Stark didn't expect that after he wore it, he would learn how to control it immediately, so as to crush everything.
The rocket jetpack uses Stark Industries' proprietary thruster technology, and the energy core comes from a crude version of the Ark reactor.
Powered by a palladium battery, the energy is continuously output on the propulsion device to achieve the purpose of flight.
The maximum output power of the propeller brought Sam Wilson into the sky thousands of yards in an instant.
With the two steel wings spread out, it flew like arms and fingers, and flew towards the higher-altitude space carrier.
Ms. Stark has indeed carried out an advanced upgrade for the Falcon, and will such an upgrade have any side effects?
The answer is yes, when Sam was about to go back to support Rogers, fifteen flying flames emerged from the hub base underground of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Under the guidance of the artificial intelligence assistance system, Sam released the kestrel to assist in the battle when he took off.
At this time, the kestrel, which had already flown to the sky to start the reconnaissance mission, immediately caught the fifteen flying lights.
"What the hell is that—"
The interface on the windproof eyepiece naturally turned on the search and lock mode, and fed back the fifteen UFOs to the eyepiece.
But what appeared was not a surface-to-air missile, but something more terrifying than a missile.
As early as a few years ago, Miss Stark had raised funds through auctions between Aegis and the military.
The auction item is a set of Mark-2 steel armor that has been discarded after only testing and verifying the technical core.
It has been six and a half years since S.H.I.E.L.D. successfully acquired it for $70 billion.
And this full six and a half years is also enough for the scientific researchers of S.H.I.E.L.D. to research something from it.
What's more, S.H.I.E.L.D. also recovered a complete set of Mark-1 steel armor parts scattered in the desert.
These fifteen S.H.I.E.L.D. versions of the Iron Armor, which are only experimental machines, are the research results of S.H.I.E.L.D.
The original purpose was to achieve the purpose of suppressing Miss Stark's armor, and it was created by absorbing technical weaknesses from it.
But after seeing the speed at which Miss Stark launched a new steel armor almost every month.
However, Fury consciously sealed up all the armor, and never mentioned this matter again, and SHIELD's way of developing the steel armor was over.
But after Miss Stark handed over the new equipment to Sam Wilson, she didn't know what went wrong.
The Zola algorithm artificial intelligence that controlled the entire hub base dug them out from the ground, and threw them out after changing the system.
When Miss Stark noticed this matter under the reminder of Jarvis, her first reaction was the ability to counteract the plot.
I did prepare new equipment for Sam Wilson in advance, which improved his fighting ability from the side.
Therefore, in order to prevent him from interfering with the progress of the main story, the will of the universe forcibly held back Sam.
If this is the understanding, I am afraid that I will not be able to choose to intervene directly through other means.
Such a result meant that she couldn't directly intervene, at least she couldn't take the initiative to intervene.
In other words, even if she wanted to pull up a team now, she would still be blocked in the end.
However, given that this itself is the feud between Captain America Rogers and Winter Soldier Barnes.
Hydra has shown signs of decline, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is destined to be completely disbanded today.
Even if Miss Stark doesn't take the initiative to intervene, there is no big deal in it, the ending has already been settled.
On the other hand, Sam, who had changed into new equipment, was a little embarrassed to be chased in the air at this time.
The new equipment is indeed much better than the previous ones, but at this time it is not only the S.H.I.E.L.D. version of the steel armor that is chasing him, but also the Quin-style fighter piloted by Hydra.
He can only run helplessly in the sky, trying to find ways to fight guerrilla warfare with the enemy through various techniques, and try to reduce the number of enemies as much as possible.
Although his own side has already controlled two space carriers, Sam still dare not ask Hill to help him borrow the gunfire on the space carrier to provide fire support.
Because he clearly knew that for this kind of extremely high-speed dogfighting at high altitude, those artillery fires simply had no time to keep up.
It's as if I had teased the automatic defense system in front of the space carrier before.
"What weapons do I have at my disposal?"
"You can deal damage to enemies by releasing the cutting device at the wrist of your left hand."
The somewhat cold and mechanical voice of the artificial intelligence came to his ears, but told him how to use the wrist device.
Sam stopped for a moment, then immediately turned over and flew to a higher place, drew an arc and flew to the end of the team chasing him.
Two scrambled Quinjet fighters were there, but they also fell into the center of the tracking interface of the eyepiece.
The rocket pack was pumping out at full strength, and Sam slid past the wing of one of the Quinjet fighters at a fairly high speed.
Under the surprised eyes of the Hydra pilot, the left wing of the fighter plane was cut into a smooth straight line and broke off.
The heat ray cutter easily sliced through the armor of the Quinjet fighter, and detonated the fuel channel in the wing by the way.
In an instant, a violent explosion occurred in the air two thousand feet above the ground, and the pilot and the fighter were shattered into pieces.
The pilot of the Hydra, another Quinjet fighter, also fell into a brief panic at this time.
He frantically poured ammunition towards the flame that exploded in the air, but he only repeated the result of the Kun-type in an instant.
Sam flew out of the thick smoke unscathed, then accelerated, and flashed the belly of another Quinjet fighter like a repeat trick.
The pilot only heard a tooth-piercing creaking sound from the rear cabin, and then the belly of the entire Quinjet fighter was cut in half.
Of course, the energy core under the floor was also cut open accordingly, so there was another gorgeous explosion.
At the same time, those gray iron armors with silver eagle emblems painted on them turned back in the air and continued to chase Sam.
Although not as rich and varied as the ones produced by Miss Stark, these armors are also equipped with a lot of high-tech equipment.
Just a device that can send out energy shocks forced Sam to keep making evasive maneuvers at high altitude.
"Damn, do we have any other weapons we can use?"
"You can use tiny guided missiles, and the Kestrel drone has locked them all down for you."
Immediately afterwards, a special hatch located behind the rocket jetpack was opened, and a double vertical row of miniature missiles emerged.
Although these missiles are not very large, they are all weapons that highly condense the scientific research results of Stark Industries' military industry department.
The Kestrel drone far away in the higher sky sent out an invisible wave, locking all the steel armors chasing Sam.
Afterwards, Sam suddenly felt a light on his back, and in the hatch behind the rocket jetpack, there were streaks of flames.
A total of twenty miniature guided missiles no more than the thickness of a finger flew out of the cabin, and flew towards the steel armor behind them, dragging traces left by the fire.
God knows how small these missiles are, so small that not only SHIELD's radar on the ground can't catch them, but also the face armor of the steel armor.
The technology of the face shield installed by Ms. Stark on the Mark-2 steel armor is not complicated, and the scientists of S.H.I.E.L.D. can easily imitate the finished product.
But even she, wearing the Mark-7 steel armor and flying over Afghanistan, would be shot down by the sudden 105mm howitzer.
How could this kind of missile, which is only as thick as a finger and contains the technology crystallization of the Stark Industries Military Science and Technology Equipment Department, be stopped?
In just a few seconds, Sam felt a series of explosions behind him, not inferior to the Kun-style self-detonation.
"Oh, cool, now I can play bombing with my face?!"
"Your missiles are limited, please don't waste them where you don't need them."
Sam is chatting with his own artificial intelligence.
In the sky, Captain America Rogers has successfully broken into the interior of the space carrier, and walked again along the path he had walked in other motherships before.
On the ground, inside the Tricurved Wing Building of S.H.I.E.L.D., a fairly large evacuation mission is underway.
Almost all civilian staff, including in-service personnel and more than half of scientific research and logistics personnel, have been evacuated.
But Rumlow also received a new order from Miss Stark, so he did what the order said.
【Lum, you can take our people and leave the battlefield first】
Miss Stark did control a group of Hydra people, but they were all middle-level cadres under Pierce.
With the existence of the Mind Stone, she doesn't need to worry about whether the other party will really swear allegiance to her.
What is more important now is to protect this group of Hydra cadres who joined him in advance, and then use them to develop himself offline.
Lang Mulow immediately followed the order and notified all his own people to gather in the underground hangar, and then took advantage of the chaos to leave on the Quinjet transport plane.
They will go to New York within half an hour, and then go to the disaster management and control company to formally go through the entry procedures.
Although it was just an ordinary commercial company, having the identity of this company meant that they would be labeled as Miss Stark.
And after the disbandment of S.H.I.E.L.D., Miss Stark's justice base, which has been shut down for nearly six years, will also usher in a real "official operation".
Of course, the premise is that she can use some special means to pull the retired agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. to her side.
And when Steve Rogers stepped into the control center at the belly of the third space carrier.
The first thing he saw was an old man who was blocking his only way, a person who was very important to him in his life.
"Countless people will lose everything they have, including their lives, because of your actions.
"Bucky, you know me best, you know, I can't ignore this kind of thing."
Barnes, who was standing not far from him, didn't say anything, but quietly put on an offensive posture.
Anyone can know that this matter cannot end with a sentence or two, and Rogers also knows it.
This is a fateful battle that was doomed a long time ago.
It was doomed 70 years ago when Rodgers missed Barnes.
Rogers shook his head lightly, sighed, but immediately threw out the vibrating gold buckler on his arm.
The round shield drew an arc, but was blocked by Barnes' arm made of an unknown alloy.
The shield bounced off his arm, and was grabbed back by the rushing Rogers, but it was followed by two merciless shots from Barnes.
The two pistols held tightly in the left and right palms of Barnes kept firing, but was forced back by Rogers' shield attack.
The last two shots were already blind, but they passed by Rogers' waist inexplicably.
The pistol declared that the bullets had been completely consumed. Barnes shook his head lightly, and pulled out a bright fighting dagger from his waist.
It was another round of close-range hand-to-hand combat, but the metal dagger only left white scratches on the shield one after another.
Vibration metal is indeed a rare and strong metal, and even Barnes's fierce punch with all his strength left only a trace.
And Rogers held the shield and used a technique of using his strength to directly throw Barnes out.
It was also before Barnes had the opportunity to get up from the floor that Rogers immediately turned over and pressed the control button on the device.
The core control module immediately fell from the upper protective layer, but Barnes' next wave of attack also arrived.
The physical skills of the two are similar. Although Rogers has a shield, Barnes also has a metal arm.
It's a battle destined to be tough, especially between such a pair of old friends who haven't seen each other in decades.
When Barnes slammed on Rogers' shield with all his strength, the two climbed over the guardrail and fell down together.
The arduous and time-consuming tug-of-war had only just begun when the two stood up from the glass panel at the belly of the Helicarrier.
In the director's office, as the progress bar on the big screen slowly reaches [-]%, all the secrets of S.H.I.E.L.D. are no longer secrets.
Starting from the Strategic Science Corps during World War II, it absorbed most of Hydra's scientists, and was reorganized for the first time into the General Administration of Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support.
For nearly seventy years, this indestructible [Aegis], which actively blocked human civilization, completed its short life.
The moths that grew on it gradually germinated, corroding the shield beyond recognition.
Perhaps, this shield carried the belief of countless people yearning for peace, but now, it has fallen apart.
However, even if the shield is no longer there, people with the belief of the shield will still move forward.
One day, this shield that protects the world will still appear.
Miss Stark shook her head slightly, shaking everything out of her mind.
S.H.I.E.L.D. will be reorganized one day, but right now, the most important thing is to get rid of the immediate matter first.
Immediately afterwards, without anyone noticing, Pierce held the phone in his hand and clicked a button on it.
Following a burst of intense flames from their chests, the three directors from South Asia, East Asia, and Russia fell down one by one.
Natasha aimed the pistol at him right away, but facing the threat of the pistol, Pierce didn't feel any nervousness.
"If you don't want a two-inch hole in your chest, just put the gun down."
Not only did Nick Fury not have time to react to the sudden change, even Miss Stark was also a little surprised.
But soon, Miss Stark walked slowly and walked to Natasha's side.
"If you have the ability, press it and try—"
Miss Stark reached out and lightly pressed the pistol holster in Natasha's hand, and gently pressed down the muzzle of her gun.
She just quietly threatened this former colleague and friend of her father, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
"I know what you are thinking. If the hostage is lost, he will pull the trigger immediately. I don't want to die yet."
Pierce looked at his old friend's daughter with a dumbfounded smile. Her threats seemed so naive to him.
"Seriously, if you have the ability, press it and try."
Miss Stark looked at Natasha with calm eyes, told her to believe in herself, and then turned her head again.
Only this time, the way she looked at Alexander Pierce was so calm and indifferent.
"You really think I dare not press it, little girl?!"