Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Sir, there is something wrong with the headquarters."

Coulson's call hit Fury's cell phone again.

"what's the situation?"

"Agent Patton somehow got past the system loophole."

"Wearing bio-enhanced suits and leaving headquarters."

Coulson's tone seemed a little embarrassed.

The SHIELD headquarters obviously has multiple layers of defense.

However, in the eyes of our own side's twenty-five sons, it is useless.

"System vulnerability? Where did the system vulnerability come from??"

Fury asked in a daze.

"And those security departments are all a bunch of idiots?!"

Fury seemed a little annoyed.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters was thus infiltrated by its own people.

This group of people actually found out after they lost their things.

"Go ask Stark if you can make another one."

Fury said so, however—

"Add one more?!"

Miss Stark seemed to have heard a big joke.

The request from S.H.I.E.L.D. is downright silly.

"Listen, Phil."

"Those two biochemical enhancement suits are specially prepared for Barton and Natasha."

"Not only can no one else use it, but I haven't made any more myself."

Will the online store owner give you a replacement because the item you bought is lost?

No kidding, of course not.

"But......."

Coulson was obviously unwilling to give up.

"It's nothing, dear."

"Obviously, compared to other things, it's better to expect Button to return~~"

Miss Stark paused and continued.

"Yes, Miss Stark."

"But there is one more thing I hope I can trouble you with."

Phil's politeness made a very good impression on Miss Stark.

"Tell me."

She continued to wait for his next words.

"Sir Fury would like to borrow Mr. Banner."

"Bruce Banner?"

In Phil's words, Miss Stark heard an interesting name.

"We cannot trace the specific information of the enemy."

"We can only hope that the top gamma ray scientists in the country can help track the rays emitted by the Rubik's Cube."

"I'll consider taking him there."

Coulson was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, let me inform you that number 0-64 has reached the surface of the high seas."

"It's really fast, how about the stability of the system?"

"Very good, beyond imagination."

"After all, I designed it myself, so it won't be bad."

Someone smiled smugly.

All agents of SHEILD around the world have already started to act.

Those people are like screws on a huge and delicate instrument.

Silently contribute their strength to the whole group.

Each of them may seem insignificant, yet they are indispensable.

"Excuse me, are you really not going to come and help?"

Coulson kept his posture very low.

Because he knew that only in this way could he gain the favor of this consultant lady.

"There are still some things to prepare..."

"Don't worry, I will take Dr. Banner to 0-64 after I finish the arrangements here."

Miss Stark thought for a while and continued.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for your visit."

Phil said something in cooperation, and then ended the communication with Miss Stark.

He was standing in the underground hangar of the Hub headquarters.

Several Quin-type transport planes are constantly transporting the staff who have been transferred to the mobile base.

The aerospace aircraft carrier with the hull number 0-64 removed more than half of the staff of the Ministry of Intelligence.

As well as a small number of agents from the Security Department and a small number of employees from the Logistics Department.

Fury handed over the command of the hub base and the Tricurved Wing Building to Secretary Alexander Pierce for management.

It is said that Minister Pierce is not very willing but still shoulders the mission of sticking to the headquarters.

"Phil, go and bring Natasha and Rogers back to the aircraft carrier."

Before boarding the leader's dedicated Quin-type transport plane, Fury ordered so.

"Okay boss, I'll take care of it soon."

Natasha turned down a high salary to continue to serve as Miss Stark's personal assistant.

She felt her heart refused to continue being so at ease.

Miss Stark didn't force her to stay with her.

After all, it was her own choice.

Coulson knew clearly, ever since Natasha came back to work.

Director Fury sent her to investigate a complicated international arms smuggling case.

The most important thing is that there is a shadow of Russia behind the arms smuggling case.

Not only the Red Square was involved, but several senior officials and generals of the Pentagon were also involved.

At this time, the east coast of the United States is sunny and sunny.

But in Russia it was dark night.

North of Vladivostok, on the outskirts of the city.

A coal train passed by in the dark like this.

A dilapidated farm warehouse not far from the railway.

Natasha was wearing a black dress and was tied to a wooden chair.

The general's men slapped her as soon as they came up.

This made her firm in the idea that she must return it ruthlessly after a while.

It's just that now...... let's cooperate with them a little bit.

"How should I put it... Your performance is a little different from what I thought."

He was dressed in army green general clothes.

A senior official and general from Red Square stood in front of Romanov.

"Trust me, this is the best option."

Natasha stared at the three men in front of her with cold eyes.

Although Natasha works for the US intelligence agency.

But as a former Soviet agent, she was still talking to the general in Russian.

"Who the hell are you working for, General Lermentov?"

The subordinates stepped forward and slightly tilted the chair under Natasha backwards.

Behind her is the square hole where the crystal chandelier was originally hung.

The purpose is to pass the chandelier through the top floor to provide light for the downstairs.

However, it is also very suitable as one of the tools of torture at this time.

Unprepared to fall from the third floor, the result is naturally only a dead end.

"Does he feel that we can only ship our cargo if he allows it?"

The general who looked about 50 or [-] years old said indifferently.

"I thought General Solo Hobb was in charge of the export business."

Natasha's bewildered expression managed to fool the man.

"Tholohob...heh."

"Of course, he's just a cover."

The general smiled and came forward.

"It's your outdated intelligence that got you to this point."

"The famous Black Widow..."

"It's just a pretty vase."

He smiled, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Oh, do you really think I'm pretty?"

Heh... woman.

Saying you are beautiful is just a matter of appearances.

PS:

there is still a chapter to write

probably a little later

let's make do