Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Sir...you are questioning the professional level of a top secret service officer."

Hearing Miss Stark's words, Ward was a little bit blown away at that time.

As a super agent who dismantles nuclear bombs with his bare hands, he has one of the best working abilities in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Even the Natasha Romanoff agent who has the name of "Black Widow"...

Well, although there is still a little distance, as long as we work hard, we can definitely catch up.

But being questioned by the new boss from above about his work level.

Even Grant Ward thought it was a little too much—

"Oh, sorry, I apologize, but I just wanted to make sure."

"After all, you only have one chance for this mission. If you miss the shot, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Get ready for duty, ask Simmons and Fitz about the specifics of the mission, and I'll call Agent Mei."

Miss Stark said, standing up from the sofa again.

Ward didn't say anything, just took his clothes and walked to the spiral staircase in the back cabin.

"Agent Mei, we have a task to do."

In the cockpit of the airbus, Miss Stark saw Aunt May sitting quietly in the driver's seat.

In other words, this is the second Aunt May she has seen besides May Parker.

May Linda, the former Aegis Level [-] field agent, code-named [Knight].

Since what happened on Baharin Island, she has chosen to transfer to the government affairs department.

However, in her bones, she is still the vigorous female knight of Aegis.

Hearing Miss Stark's words, May Linda stood up from the driver's seat without saying a word.

She walked sideways around Miss Stark and left the cockpit without saying a word.

Although Miss Stark understands that Detective May has always been such a cold temper.

However, in her heart, it must be very embarrassing to be knocked out in front of her younger boss...

Simmons and Fitz were making final adjustments to the stun gun, while Ward went back to his room to change into his combat suit.

Miss Stark and Agent May were the only two people in this all-black Chevrolet Saab with the Aegis eagle logo on it.

"The reason I joined the team was that Coulson said that I only need to drive the vehicle, and I don't need to go to the battlefield."

Aunt Mei started the car's engine, then tightened the seat belt, and said without turning her head.

"Well, I know, but you also know the special nature of our profession, don't you?"

After hearing Aunt May's words, Miss Stark put down the tablet in her hand.

She noticed that May's hand on the shifter seemed to be clenched a bit.

However, she didn't say anything until everyone was ready.

The Chevrolet Saaban serves as the special vehicle for SHIELD agents, or most secret service personnel.

This kind of vehicle with extra large volume is favored by many government departments.

Fitz and Simmons sat in the last row with the stun gun in the alloy cryogenic storage box.

Miss Stark chose the middle row, but a seat was vacant beside her.

Ward reached out and opened the rear door of the airliner, and May quickly reversed the car out.

After the rear cabin was closed, Grant Ward, who was dressed in a SHIELD agent uniform suit, also boarded the vehicle.

Then, the large SUV left the airport and drove towards the city center.

At this time, at the same moment as a group of SHIELD agents led by Miss Stark headed towards the city center.

Right in the heart of Los Angeles, Daisy Johnson was in trouble.

The morning sun has already lit up, and Los Angeles, the largest metropolis in Southern California, has entered the busiest time of the day.

That is, it can be said that it is the time when the flow of people is the largest, and it is working time.

Daisy's car was parked at an intersection just over 300 meters away from Los Angeles Union Station.

At this time, she was helping Mike Peterson to clear and record his identity records one after another under the instructions of Mike Peterson.

The driver's license database managed by the Highway Administration, the database managed by the Social Security Administration, and the company's personnel database.

Under Daisy's operation, Mike is gradually becoming an "invisible man".

Black households with no trace of data - this is the only way to escape the government's tracking.

It has to be said that although he looks like a big and reckless man, Mike has a fairly clever mind.

He told Daisy to park the car at an intersection where there was a lot of traffic.

Most of them are travelers with suitcases, which are easy to hide.

The intersection where the car stopped was only a few hundred meters away from Union Station.

If there are government agents or police come over during this period of time.

He could rush into the train station with his son immediately, and take a train to leave.

Asking Daisy to help erase his records is also out of such considerations.

When his records are completely wiped out, he intends to leave the United States for Canada with his son.

As long as you reach the Canadian border, you can break through with your own ability.

Then he can get a buffer time, after which things are much easier.

"Skye, how long will it take to get rid of this?"

The appearance of Daisy typing on the keyboard for a long time in front of the computer equipment made Mike a little anxious.

So he simply leaned over to ask her what she said.

"Already the fastest speed, this is not simply deleting your Facebook account."

"I have to bypass the data firewalls of most government agencies to delete one by one, so trust me."

Daisy said without turning her head, and did not stop working.

"How on earth should I trust you to do it?"

However, such words could not offset the doubts in Mike's heart, and he still looked a little nervous.

The time was already a bit too much, and he was afraid that something would happen if the delay continued.

"...I once deleted the information for myself, so."

Daisy didn't say much, but left the second half of the sentence lightly for him.

"We can't go to the airport, we have to go to the train...."

"Then...we'll start all over again and go to a better life."

Mike finally sighed and went to comfort his children who couldn't sit still.

But what he didn't know was that a small micro-drone transmitted everything that happened in the car to the other end.

"Skye is still trying to buy time at the moment, but I think there might be something wrong if it takes longer."

"Ward and I will try to communicate with him first, so don't act rashly."

"Remember, time is running out and only one anesthesia bomb can be produced temporarily. There must be no problems with this mission."

PS:

This month's manuscript fee has shrunk by another third

I'm afraid I have to work hard to type.