Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 122 Final Preparations

After listening to the situation report of Hanmer Industry in detail, everyone came to a super large workshop. 32 tall mechs glowing with metallic luster stood there quietly, and beside them were countless manipulators going up and down like ants, performing final maintenance on the mechas.

Uncle Punishment and "Dumbang" Dugan stood there with their hips akimbo, next to a group of bald or gray-haired old men in security uniforms, gesticulating and shouting loudly.

"I originally planned to add some security personnel, but your security team is beyond my imagination." Claire Wayan closed the folder, looking at the messy crowd not far away with admiring eyes, "These guys, although I am old, but my ability is still passable!"

"Little girl, you'd better know who you're talking to!" An old man who was nearest was smoking a cheap cigar, and said slowly, "Even if I'm old, you alone can't beat us all!"

"Issie Cohen, you were not my opponent when you were young!"

The old man froze, and made no sound in embarrassment, while several companions beside him pointed at him and roared with laughter.

Cous was a little surprised at this. He had read the information of the security team. He was either a retired special soldier or an elderly super agent. The Issie Cohen who spoke just now was the main member of the first generation of "Roaring Commandos". A veteran at heart.

"Okay, be quiet!" "Dum Dan" Dugan shouted, and everyone stopped.

"What to do next? Let's follow Frank's arrangement!"

Sensing that the atmosphere was getting weirder, Stark raised his hand, "Guys, can anyone tell me what happened? Are we going to fight a world war?"

"That's about it!"

Cows shrugged, "Aside from Tony, is there anyone else who wants to quit?"

"Oh, you can't just exclude me like this! At least let me know, who do I need to fight?" Stark, who has a new mech, is eager to try, "At least I can provide enough backup and..."

"Cawus's company can provide enough backup. Although the technological strength is not as good as Stark Industries, it is enough to attack a building!" Frank walked over and looked at Banner, "Bruce, I suggest you also quit , you are a good scientist with enough reputation and reputation. I don't want you to get involved in this kind of muddy water."

"Erica and Carrie also suggested quitting!" Cous looked around, and pulled Carrie who was standing under the mecha curiously looking around, "Erica has retired, and Carrie is still young."

"I don't care!" Erica thought for a while, "Actually, I can be in charge of external support."

"Let the air combat mechs take charge!" Frank said. "Eight mechas are enough to block the entire perimeter and the sky above. Dumbo will fight the main force with us—this is what he should do."

Dum shrugged Dugan, but his expression became a little serious.

"Strictly speaking, S.H.I.E.L.D. was formed by me, but I didn't expect that one day I would uproot S.H.I.E.L.D.!" As the deputy captain of the first-generation Howling Commando, Dugan said with enough confidence It's like, "Nick Fury's job sucks."

"This has nothing to do with Nick. When he took over the position of director from Pierce, S.H.I.E.L.D. was already riddled with holes..." Coulson argued weakly.

"Hmph!" Dugan didn't argue, but just snorted coldly.

Tony Stark, who finally came back to his senses, widened his eyes in surprise, and asked incredulously, "You want to attack S.H.I.E.L.D.? Why?"

"It's not S.H.I.E.L.D., maybe you can call them...'Snake and Shield'!" Cous patted Stark on the shoulder, "This is the big trouble that Phil just said, inside S.H.I.E.L.D. There are not many normal agents anymore, and even more than [-]% are Hydra people."

"Hal... Fury spent two full months investigating the entire staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. All the clues point to his old comrade-in-arms Alexander Pierce, who is a 'head' of Hydra. When the evidence When it was confirmed, Nick Fury drank a whole case of spirits at the hotel and nearly drank himself to death."

No one spoke in the audience, only a few old guys were idly playing with guns.

"Fortunately, he has Frank as a friend..." Before Cows finished speaking, Frank interrupted him coldly, "I'm not Nick Fury's friend. He just paid 5000 Ten thousand dollars asked me to kill people, and I took the job."

Deep resentment...

"In fact, Hydra has already attacked us!" Cous smiled and gestured to Erica. Erica nodded, walked out of the workshop, and soon came back with a woman.

"Agent No. 33, who has the special ability to change faces, intends to pretend to be Maria Hill and approach the Mulgore Hotel. But luckily, I happen to have a little soul recognition skills, so I can see through her identity and disarm nine The brainwashing of a snake."

Agent No. 33, Carla Lynn Palamas, can be regarded as a bankrupt version of Mystique Raven. She is not a mutant, and her face-changing ability comes from a prehistoric monument.

"She bought us some time. At least with her help, Pierce was not in a hurry to attack us. In order to delay the time, I gave her some materials about alchemy reagents-but this does not affect the overall situation."

"So..." Cows looked around the audience, "Now is the time to close the net! Frank!"

The projection of the holographic three-dimensional structure of the delta-wing building rose from the ground, and everyone surrounded him, including Stark—in fact, he provided this technology for the sake of Cows.

"In the first step, I need to interfere with the communication of the entire building, wireless, wired and others. Sochaux, you and Pope are responsible for destroying all power and optical cables, and the underground is no exception!"

"I can provide signal interference without dead ends, including satellites!" Stark suddenly became energetic.

Frank turned his head and stared at Stark seriously.

"Two hours!" He finally let go. Although he has a whole set of communication blockade plans, Stark Industries' technology is still the best.

"In the second step, I led the team from the front door, Dumbo led the team from the back door, and cleared the Hydra layer by layer. Before we launched the attack 10 minutes, Nick Fury will withdraw all non- Hydra members—in other words, there was only Hydra in the building when we did it."

"Why not just blow up the building?" Stark added.

"That's a good question!" Dugan took over the topic, "Actually, the first idea I discussed with Frank was to blow up the delta wing directly, but there is a small problem in it-the SHIELD Ten years of information, science and technology, and some special items are all in the building, and we cannot afford this loss."

Stark nodded. As a technological genius, this explanation is very attractive to him.

"Eight special warfare mechas will sweep the basement and garage—be careful not to damage the load-bearing structure, and if the delta wing building doesn't collapse, your work will be considered a success!"

The old men all laughed strangely, it seemed that they were the operators of the special warfare mecha.

"We have a total of two hours, enough time for us to thoroughly clean every floor. After two hours, Nick Fury's men will take over the building."

"Aren't we setting up a blockade around the perimeter?" Someone raised his hand and asked.

"Yes!" Phil Coulson stood up and waved towards the door, and a tall, lean middle-aged man with short hair came in with a longbow on his back.

"Hawkeye" Clint Barton!

(End of this chapter)