[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

Compared with the sports car temporarily spliced ​​together with the mechanical storm, the speed of the Stark industrial fighter is obviously much faster.

Hawkeye and Black Widow were sitting in the main and co-pilot, and Hulk, who had turned into a Hulk, turned his back to the two and sneaked out of Barton's peanut butter.

As if she had received some instructions, Natasha opened the hatch of the delivery compartment, and a red high-speed moving object drew a dazzling arc in the air and then stopped in front of the hatch of the fighter plane.

Taking off his helmet and holding it on his arm, Iron Man walked into the cabin: "Long time no see, I don't think you will miss me, but as the commander-in-chief of this operation, I have to say a few words before that—wait, Who will tell me who that person is?"

Natasha said without squinting: "Winter Soldier, Winter Soldier, Sergeant Barnes."

"Of course I know he's the Winter Soldier, and I'm not blind."

Hulk stopped picking out the peanut butter: "But you just asked who he is."

Stark stopped and leaned against the door frame: "Eat your peanut butter, Hulk, this is a conversation between smart people."

The Hulk Hulk, who didn't realize that he was classified as "idiot" in one sentence, let out a oh, lowered his head and continued to pick out peanut butter.

Natasha rolled her eyes.

The familiar way of getting along is as if they hadn't been separated for more than ten days because of the cold war.

The Winter Soldier stood in place, and Stark really didn't recognize who this person was at the first glance, otherwise he wouldn't even step in the drop cabin.

Taking off the mask he wore all year round, cutting his hair and shaving his beard, Barnes, who put on normal clothes, looks like a completely different person.

Originally, the first impression he gave people was gloomy, but now, he showed all his facial features, not as rough as most Europeans and Americans, but deep and delicate, just like completing the hidden in the dark The transformation from a killer to a normal person walking in the sun, the only thing that remains the same is his standing posture as always.

This seems to be a habit engraved in the bones of those who have served in the army.

"You can't throw him out now."

Hawkeye was the first to break the silence in the cabin.

Stark spread his hands: "Of course I can, don't forget that you all have to listen to me now—"

"Hulk, what are you stealing!"

The next moment, the words in his mouth were interrupted by Barton angrily.

"That's my last bottle of Avocado Peanut Butter! That flavor was discontinued last year and I was going to save it for Christmas next year! Look at what you've done!"

Since he was still manipulating the battleship, Hawkeye couldn't make any real actions, so it seemed ridiculous that he was concentrating on manipulating the azimuth while stomping his feet on the spot.

Natasha glanced at Stark quickly, as if thinking of something, she finally lowered her tone, and said in a rare tone of discussion: "After you send all the battle armor and even Jarvis to escort Daze After the escort, we need a helper, Tony."

"Okay." Stark plucked his ears, with a reluctant expression, "For the sake of the 'Tony'."

Five minutes later, the battleship entered the outer area of ​​Westchester.

"Unidentified creatures were found in the navigation area [-] yards ahead, the number, scanning - the scanning information was interrupted, and an abnormal magnetic field was detected. Do you want to start a backup scanning plan?"

A lady's mechanical electronic voice suddenly came from the battleship, Stark said: "Turn on the sonar scanning mode."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the Avengers around him who were obviously stunned for a moment, and waved his hands casually: "Let me introduce, this is Jarvis's younger sister who just came out. Hi, Friday, this is everyone. Hi, everyone, It's Friday."

Stark took over the control of the battleship's main interface: "Give me a real-time picture of the scan results, Friday."

The red light in the main control room flashed twice, and then Friday said: "The sonar scan failed, the area is surrounded by highly dense matter, and effective information communication cannot be carried out."

The warship stopped when it reached the edge of what was deemed a "dangerous area" on Friday.

The front was surrounded by a thick fog, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

"Further ahead is Xavier College." Natasha frowned.

Barton took the time to put his quiver on his back, and then patted his precious bow and arrow: "Do we still have to choose?"

Natasha subconsciously looked at Stark.

Stark moved his fingers, then reached out and pressed the battleship's thruster.

He shrugged: "Do we still have a choice?"

The next moment, the battleship rushed forward quickly, and after breaking through the thick white fog, the scene in front of it was shocking.

A huge gap was opened above Xavier College. In the gap, the enemies who had faced in the New York War poured out again and again, like ants surrounded the entire Westchester.

Stark found a relatively empty place to land the battleship, and Xavier College became a mess because of this sudden disaster.

Most of the building was destroyed, and the protective shield that had been rarely opened since it was built covered most of Xavier College. This was probably an important factor that caused the magnetic field disturbance in this area.

Professor Hanke urgently and orderly arranged for the students to take refuge in the air-raid shelter. When he saw the Avengers coming out of the battleship, the beast finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness you're here!"

"They took the professor hostage, right there at the watchtower on the edge!"

Stark asked through the shield, "Is the Red Skull there too?"

Hank: "Red Skull?"

"It's the captain."

Hank was stunned for a moment, and then showed a clear expression: "Yes, they even took away the professor's brain wave enhancement device."

Stark snapped his fingers: "Where is the edge watchtower?"

Hank pointed to the specific direction, and the next moment, three modified locomotives automatically popped up from the battleship, and the three of the Black Widow quickly rode on the body, including Hulk, who was clumsy behind but could walk four or five meters away with every step. He drove in that direction without hesitation.

"You be careful."

After leaving a last sentence, Stark closed the metal mask, and the eyes lit up, and the aircraft burst into flames, disappearing from sight in an instant.

"I saw an aircraft headed west."

Hawkeye's voice was somewhat blurred by the high speed of the locomotive.

"West District?" Natasha frowned, "The direction of Greenwich Village?"

She was a little worried: "I hope they are not going to trouble Dazzle."

Above them, Stark said in a relaxed tone: "Don't be nervous, Dazzle is definitely much safer than the five of us."

"After all, he controls my mechanical army now, let alone Dr. Donkey Face."

"Sorry, we can't let go of your, uh, toys."

At the toll booth on the outskirts of Manhattan, the police officers pointed their guns at Daze's car and the huge mechanical army behind it.

One hundred and eight military-style mechanical storms plus Stark's forty sets of smart armor, the scene of flying together can almost be described as blocking out the sky and blocking out the sun.

Daze frowned, and Peter Parker tried to communicate with them: "Hey, listen to the police comrades, you have worked hard, but we have important things to do now, you must let us in."

As he spoke, he poked his head out of the car window: "Come and shake hands, if we don't send these mechas to the Stark factory on time, we will be fined a large sum of liquidated damages!"

The four police officers facing them still stood there holding their guns, motionless.

Except that the greedy expression on the face of the leading police officer when he heard the word "Stark Factory" flashed away.

No one answered, Spiderman withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "I don't like shaking hands, or do you want to hug?"

The assistant policeman said: "I only want you to cooperate with the police!"

Peter Parker drooped his shoulders in frustration, and just as he regained his courage and wanted to continue the discussion, Daze stopped him.

"Forget it, Peter."

Daze shook the steering wheel and said, "Let those robots stay outside the city, Jarvis."

As early as a long time ago, Dazzle was set by Stark as the second pick in his whole set of smart devices, so when Stark was not present, facing Daize, Jarvis's system options The word "deny" does not exist.

"Okay, sir."

The signal lights of more than 100 machines flashed at the same time, and then they stopped in an orderly manner, stood upright, turned around, and disappeared near the toll booth in a short while.

The co-police officers breathed a sigh of relief, but they still didn't put down their guns.The leader reached out and knocked on Dazzle's car window.

"We also need routine checks so you don't carry dangerous items."

"According to the search comparison of the network system, there is an 89% probability that their behavior will treat us as a target of extortion, and when faced with this situation, 99% of people choose to give in."

In the backseat, Jarvis's smart library system kicks into action.

"It tends to only happen in L.A. and Gotham, and it's the first time it's in Manhattan."

"Blackmail?" Little Spider-Man was a little surprised when he saw this scene for the first time, "How dare they do this? Do they really think they can beat us?"

Jarvis still maintained the posture of sitting upright and said: "Because no one dares to attack the police in Manhattan, this is not Los Angeles."

Dai Ze licked the corner of his mouth, and the car window was knocked twice more after such a long time, and each time the force became heavier.

He glanced at the police badges of the auxiliary police through the closed car window. Not surprisingly, they were not local Manhattan police.

In the rearview mirror, Captain Steve had been in a coma for more than half an hour, and the usually good-tempered Daze couldn't help but sneer.

He opened the car window a crack and said with a smile, "Mr. Police, it's not easy to do business. Can you see if this is enough to let us pass?"

When the police officer heard this, a greasy smile appeared on his face and he immediately suppressed it. He clenched his fist and coughed, looked at his subordinates with a serious face, and then quickly moved to the edge of the car window.

Then, a cold muzzle protruded from the car window and hit his head.

Through the opening, he could see a pair of black eyes looking at him.

"Still checking, officer?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the police officer's forehead, and he quickly shook his head and said, "Let it go, let it go!"

The lifting rail that blocked them was raised, Daze retracted his pistol and stepped on the accelerator, the sports car rushed forward quickly, and the police officer quickly leaned back to avoid being led and hit the car.

Before the sports car left his sight and there was no threat to his life, the police officer cursed fiercely, spat on the ground, and then decisively raised his pistol at Daze's and pulled the trigger.

The bullets flew out with the sound of the gun, scaring the surrounding car owners to poke their heads out one after another.

The next moment, the bullet that was halfway through the flight suddenly turned around and shot towards the police officer at ten times the original speed.

The bullet grazed his cheek, cut off his temple hair, and left a trail of blood.

The policeman was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt and sat on the ground.

After leaving the toll booth, Jarvis said suddenly.

"They don't look like police officers."

"Who knows." Dai Ze said calmly while swaying the steering wheel, "Maybe they are Hydra in disguise."

Peter Parker interjected: "Then we've been discovered?"

Dazzle looked at Mr. Parker: "We were discovered when we were hijacked by Litander."

Little Spider-Man: "Oh... sorry."

"His playing time is so short that I seem to have forgotten him."

Midtown Manhattan.

There is no sense that the crisis is coming, and Manhattan is as lively as ever. Today is the first weekend of post-disaster reconstruction. The mayor specially approved a city-wide holiday. Everyone celebrated this special day with their special celebration methods , the joy of the rest of life after the catastrophe, no one knows better than those who have personally experienced these.

It was past eleven noon when we arrived at the Avengers.

The door of the building was closed tightly. Natasha and the others seemed to have been assigned assignments after they came back, and Jarvis was in control of the entire building, which made it impossible for the Red Skull to live here at ease.

After being idle for more than ten days, Daze returned to this long-lost place, and found that the always clean and shiny floor of the Avengers Hall had started to be stained with dust.

He sighed, then got out of the car neatly, and opened the rear door.

"Help me, we have to move the captain to the third floor."

In the building, the level of science and technology is no less than that of a regular hospital. There is a gene restoration machine in the medical room.

This machine was the one that Hancock snatched from the Academy of Fine Arts for Daize, without paying for it.Since this kind of behavior is not in line with Stark's style, he replaced the recovery device and a can of genetic stock solution with a slightly crude machine.

Carefully moved the captain into the instrument, a slightly thick translucent green liquid immediately submerged his body, and the wound on the captain's body could be seen to heal little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After dealing with the first important matter, Dai Zefei didn't let out a sigh of relief, but instead frowned more and more.

Because what they have to deal with later is the most difficult thing in their operation this time.

"It is not ruled out that Manhattan has been secretly surrounded by Hydra. Jarvis, can you contact Tony?"

Green data flashed in front of Jarvis's electronics.

After a while, he said: "The information link cannot be established, it should be blocked by some powerful shielding device to block the satellite signal."

The expected result, Dai Ze sighed, then stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

"I need to clear my mind, we have too much to do."

Peter Parker and Jarvis sat obediently on the sofa in the hall, watching Daze quietly.

Dazzle leaned on the table, unconsciously looking at the floor in thought.

Their ultimate goal is to prevent the Red Skull from controlling the world through Manhattan, and there are too many tiny clues and conditions that need to be dealt with in this grand goal. The first thing that bears the brunt is to protect the residents of Manhattan. Knowing that the mechanical legion that executes the order does not play any role.

Relying on the three of them alone, it is too difficult to achieve all the goals.

Is there any way to solve this?

There must be some way to fix it.

Time passed by, and after a long time, Dazemon raised his head and snapped his fingers: "That's right!"

Peter Parker, who was waiting next to him and almost fell asleep, cheered up: "What what?"

Dai Ze looked at the two with bright eyes: "I have a plan."

"Jarvis, regain control of the building and call up the surveillance footage of the entire Manhattan."

"Stupid, I need the power shield in the workshop, and bring the toolbox."

After speaking, Dazzle and Jarvis looked at each other.

Jarvis: "Ben is still there, Los Angeles. Or should I call him over?"

"No need." Little Spider-Man immediately raised his hand, "I'll go! I've seen Mr. Stark do experiments, I know those."

When Peter Parker came back to the hall with his things, he saw dense digital images in front of Daze.

That's string after string of biological codes.

As a little genius in biology, he volunteered to take one of the strings and start calculations.To be honest, this is completely beyond the scope of his current course, but in less than 2 minutes, Little Spider-Man took the calculated code and handed it to Dazzle as if asking for credit.

Then he saw more than 300 codes that had been calculated in front of Daize.

Peter Parker: "Wait??"

He looked at Jarvis: "Didn't it be two minutes ago but two hours?"

Jarvis sat obediently on the sofa and tilted his iron head: "Mr. Dazzle has always been relatively low-key. But he is indeed a genius with a brain calculation speed exceeding [-]."