Marvel turns into Iron Man

It's another continuous rainy day - right here on the banks of the Seine in Paris.

Under the bridge by the river, three dark-colored Audi SUVs were parked next to the bridge hole.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see the signs on the doors of these three Audi cars.

Those are three dark gray eagles with the same specifications.

"Agent Ward, we have some troublesome new circumstances."

"The Rising Tide has intercepted the location of that thing, and we recommend that the operation cease."

A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent stepped down from the co-pilot's seat and said with a walkie-talkie in his hand.

But his eyes never moved away from the cafe across the road.

On the other side of the street corner, there was a motorcyclist who came along the road unhurriedly.

The knight was wearing a black leather jacket with a helmet on his head so his face could not be seen clearly.

But at least, all members of the action team knew who it was.

"Give me 5 minutes, and I can get the fingerprint information of the other party."

However, the situation is different from the usual tasks——

"I understand, but other people can find the location of that thing too."

"The Rising Tide organization has posted the coordinates online."

The agent who appears to be in charge of the operation continues to explain, but Agent Ward doesn't care.

As the top field agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Ward certainly has his own persistence.

"You know what, if the task is too easy...it's not interesting."

While speaking, he had already arrived at the door of the cafe.

Ultimately, those in charge of the operation acquiesced in his actions.

"Attention, the target is at your six o'clock direction."

Ward did not answer the message on the other end of the headset.

Pulling the helmet off his head, he turned and walked towards the back alley of the cafe.

He casually threw the leather jacket into the trash can beside the road.

As a front-line agent, he can always find the right clothes to sneak in.

For example, the waiter's waistcoat shirt and small suit worn under the leather jacket.

"The old man with the red tie by the window."

Ward's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the mission target leaning against the window.

He straightened his bow tie immediately, and walked over with the plate.

"Can I take your glass away, sir?" (French)

"Go ahead." (French)

The most important thing for an agent is to be able to blend into any environment at will.

Naturally, mastering multiple foreign languages ​​at the same time is also one of the most important items.

Ward easily took away the old man's used goblet, and the old man didn't even look at him.

"Honestly, such a task is hardly challenging."

Ward walked to an empty corner and shook the goblet on the tray.

Through the layer of white fabric made of special material, a record of hand patterns slowly lit up on it.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s gadget, you can enter your fingerprints at will to build a virtual model.

This action is a mission announcement issued directly by the headquarters.

The target of the mission is a Kirita mental link converter.

Since the Battle of New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. has focused on searching for weapons.

And such small items are easily overlooked, and then flow out of the United States in large quantities.

In order to prevent such things from causing unnecessary trouble.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has dispatched nearly every agent it can to find them.

And Agent Ward is just one of the field agents on a mission.

After getting the fingerprints, the next step is to go to the other party's residence to find the Kirita's spiritual connection converter.

The old man's residence is not far from here, so Ward easily rushed to the other's residence.

The room was in an apartment building, and the interior looked very luxurious.

When Ward slipped into the room, there was even a vinyl record in it—

"Damn it, his wife's in the room."

However, now is clearly not the time to worry about the other wife.

Ward believes that there are already many people staring at the thing on their way to this place at this time.

Because of this, he could only try to keep his voice down and quietly find the exact location of that thing.

According to the character information given by S.H.I.E.L.D., that thing seems to be kept in a hidden vault in the room.

Ward just turned his hand lightly on the tray.

The bottom of the tray turned into a crystal-like blue transparent glass screen.

He can see through this screen what is hidden behind the wall.

Fortunately, the vault was just behind the fireplace in the living room of the other house.

It also saves him the trouble of looking for it in other rooms.

Gently took off the hanging picture on the fireplace, and then he saw the electronic lock behind the hanging picture.

It is a scanning device that can scan out whether it is the fingerprint of the owner's hand.

The tray can not only see through the wall, but also project the fingerprints collected by scanning on the white cloth.

It was a piece of white cloth made of a very soft special material.

It can directly simulate the real appearance of human fingerprints.

Ward put his hand up through the white cloth—and the wall opened.

In the small room behind the wall, a lot of things are placed.

There are several large and small alloy suitcases, as well as scattered euro banknotes.

However, Ward just took a small cloth bag no bigger than a palm from above.

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't need money or anything else, all he wants is his mission goals.

Just when he put the small cloth bag into the inner pocket of his jacket and was about to leave here.

Ward saw the woman who was staring blankly behind the sofa in the living room opposite him.

"Uh... your closet is broken."

The woman didn't seem to care about his explanation at all, but there were already other people outside the door.

Ward didn't have time to think about it, he directly picked up his plate made of unknown metal and threw the person out.

But how could there be only one person who came over?

Although caught in a one-to-many tough battle, as a top field agent.

The skills that Ward has are beyond the reach of other guys who have not undergone systematic training.

He stretched out his leg and touched one of them, but the other threw him directly on the bookshelf in the room.

"Agent Ward, we have detected signs of others moving towards your location."

"No way, are you playing with me?"

The voice of the person in charge of the operation came from the headset, but Ward's movements did not relax at all.

He quickly knocked the two people in his way to the ground and left the room.

According to the evacuation plan, he went directly to the roof of the apartment building.

At this moment, a black helicopter flew towards him.

Ward easily grabbed the soft rope dangling from the plane and disappeared into this troublesome territory.

PS:

The story of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. should intervene

There's a lot of gadgets I think Miss Stark might be interested in

Especially.......that Daisy Johnson number 084

I have something to do tomorrow, so I have to dove for a day, just wait patiently, darlings