Marvel turns into Iron Man

The Quin-type transport plane where the Hawkeye team is located has approached the position of the aerospace carrier.

"Number 66-B, your information is in the system but there is no flight record."

"Please report what you shipped, over."

The Helicarrier's liaison sent an inquiry.

"We are transporting the weapons and ammunition supplied by the headquarters, over."

In the cockpit of the Kunming transport plane, the pilot replied without blushing.

Barton led a small team into the base of a certain division.

A Quinjet transport plane was taken away and all its registration information was changed.

He intends to rescue his master.

With a slight vibration of the arm, the compound bow automatically unfolded.

"Open the hatch and aim at the turbofan engine."

A whole quick reaction force team is fully armed and ready to wait for the ship.

Just get them inside the mothership.

They'll just create chaos for Agent Patton to move.

"Rogers, I beg you..."

On the other side, the science and technology laboratory in the belly of the space carrier.

"At the last moment, you can lead everyone to fight forever."

Miss Stark's plea made Rogers fall into thought.

There was silence in the room until——

"Miss, the system has located that Agent Button is heading in your direction."

Jarvis' voice sounded from Miss Stark's personal tablet.

"We're on the mothership now, how is he—oh!?"

Miss Stark opened her mouth wide as if suddenly realizing it.

"It's impossible for him to fly up directly, so he must take some kind of vehicle."

Fury pulled out the communicator from the inner pocket of his coat.

"Agent Hill, closely monitor any suspicious aircraft approaching the mothership."

"Got it, Commander Fury."

Hill replied concisely, and immediately gave the order to everyone on the ship.

Nearly 20 meters in the air from the flight deck.

The Quinjet transport plane made an appearance of preparing to land.

In fact, the tail was aimed at the nearest turbofan engine.

The hatch was lowered, revealing Agent Clint Barton with a composite bow in hand.

And just as he was drawing the bow and nodding the arrow, another voice suddenly sounded in the cockpit.

"Suspicious visitors, please immediately cancel the landing and take off immediately, otherwise the mothership will activate the weapon system."

That is the voice of the mothership artificial intelligence system AI numbered 0-64.

"Repeat, please take off immediately, otherwise the autonomous defense system will be activated according to the intruder."

At the most critical moment, the artificial intelligence system finally received the order in time.

"Sir?!"

The driver of the Quin-type transport plane asked loudly in the direction of Agent Patton.

Barton gritted his teeth looking at the short-range anti-aircraft guns that had been pulled out from the edge of the Helicarrier's deck.

"Everyone is ready to resist the impact!"

Barton no longer hesitated, even if he crashed on the deck, he still had to complete the mission objective.

A light arrow drew a graceful arc and flew towards the direction of the engine.

"Boom—boom—"

A series of explosions sounded.

Flames and thick smoke from the explosion enveloped the rotor structure of the engine.

The space carrier can intercept shells and missiles.

Even enemy suicide attacks can be intercepted.

But there is nothing to do with light and delicate objects like arrows.

The explosion shattered a rotor propeller.

And the thick alloy plate of the propeller stuck the entire engine in this way.

The turbofan engine completely stalled due to the explosion that occurred.

"Damn it, it still falls short!"

Even Miss Stark herself was a little unstable by the shaking of the hull caused by the explosion.

No, it's not just as simple as an unstable center of gravity.

The explosion of the engine causes a common reaction of the energy pathway.

A burst of flame even rushed directly into the laboratory, exploding at the soles of several people's feet.

Fortunately, the reaction speed of several people was very fast.

Even Rogers threw Miss Stark to the ground and crushed her right away.

"Damn it, Clint you bastard!"

Miss Stark pushed away Rogers' heavy body.

"I will definitely beat you up hard!"

Although these are nothing to her.

But Miss Stark really can't accept being made ashamed.

Although this is the Nth time that I have been ashamed because of my care.

She struggled to get up from the laboratory floor.

I have obviously worked hard to increase the close defense value of the mothership.

However, this matter is not that simple.

The Helicarrier's weapon system was made by herself.

Barton's compound bow and energy blasting arrows were also made by herself.

To put it in that sentence-attack the shield with the other's spear.

This is the consequence of not expecting all the results.

When the skycarrier sounded the red alarm.

The close-in guns on the edge of the mothership's deck fired simultaneously.

Knocked down the Quinjet transport plane of Clint's team.

The Kun-type transport plane spun down and slammed on the deck of the space carrier.

Barton had already jumped out of the back cabin of the Kun style.

He was wearing the "Prophet" armor given to him by Miss Stark.

The protruding membrane hang glider under the armpits allowed him to land on the deck of the space carrier smoothly.

"Red alert, all fleet members are on combat readiness."

Inside the mothership, the piercing red alarm had already sounded.

"Hill, what's the matter?"

Nick Fury got up from the ground.

"There was a violent explosion outside the mothership, and the No. [-] engine was completely shut down."

The control hall of the mothership's command center is already in a mess.

"Can it be fixed?"

Hill walked to the other side of the console.

There, the game-playing technician had long since stopped his entertainment.

"The engine is completely broken and it can be repaired if it can be repaired."

"But as long as we're flying, it's impossible to send someone out to fix it."

He pointed to the computer screen and explained.

"We're screwed when we lose an engine."

Hill murmured, and then took out his communicator again.

"Sir, we need someone to go out and fix the engine!"

Hearing Hill's reply, Fury looked expectantly at Miss Stark who was sitting by the workbench.

Miss Stark's mouth twitched and she rolled her eyes.

"Jarvis, did you hear that?"

"Of course, miss."

Right below the laboratory, in Miss Stark's steel armor gantry.

Two gold and red Mark-7s came out like this.

"Colson, I want you to open the defensive blockade system in the closed area."

The glass in the laboratory has been shattered.

In the violent wind, Fury could only roar loudly into the communicator.

"Furry, I need a touchscreen big enough to control the armor to fix the engine."

Miss Stark looked at it, then shrugged helplessly.

The screens in the lab have been shattered in the explosion

Even if it can be used, it will not be able to operate due to a brief power failure.

"Okay, come with me."

Fury nodded.

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