Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Howard didn't reply after scolding Tony for a few words. He was always busy with things.

Fury seemed to give him some missions half-coaxed and half-deceived. Howard taunted him fiercely, but in the end he obediently accepted the missions. While chasing Hydra all over the world, he also helped S.H.I.E.L.D.

S.H.I.E.L.D. does not have a good reputation. Whether it is their style of work or the various problems caused by their bureaucracy, including their mistakes and obstacles, they are all as standard as textbooks, and they can be displayed in museums as Error template usage.

But such a large and official organization still has some capable people.

Lex gathered most of Hydra's forces, took over the funds and laboratories that were buried deep and had not been discovered, and most of the rest were collected by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Among them are many valuable information and documents, which Fury attaches great importance to.

But now the upper echelon is giving most of its attention and resources to the Sky Eye, and almost no one cares about SHIELD. This is not only an opportunity, but also a life-and-death difficulty. More than two-thirds of the members who were cleared out were so busy that they didn't even have time to roll their eyes. There was no one to receive these materials and documents, and there was no manpower to research and protect them.

He had to hand over the job to his trusted old buddy, Howard.Stark, and Maria.Stark.

Of course Howard is willing to do these jobs. Hydra is his old enemy, and he has accumulated a lot of public and private enmity. Seeing Hydra stumble, he is happier than anyone else.

Moreover, there are a lot of detailed information about the illegal manufacturing of mutants and super soldiers in these materials, including detailed experimental conditions, failures and follow-up of finished products...

Some mutants and super soldiers who successfully escaped thought they were free, but they didn't expect that "successful escape" was also a test for them.

In places they don't know, there is a pair of eyes watching them all-pervasively, regularly collecting their biological samples and household garbage, knowing their physical and psychological conditions well, and counting these data to formulate a plan for the next stage of the experiment. Better plan.

"These bastards." Howard put the phone aside and snorted.

He's in a Hydra lab in Russia right now.

This is a long-abandoned laboratory built by Hydra during World War II. The equipment is very old, but some very precious historical truths are still preserved. If they are reported to the Congress, those blood-sucking politicians will definitely be able to find some gain stronger political capital in these games.

Howard knows the importance of these things.

However, the most valuable thing in the laboratory is not those thin papers, not those anti-human experiments that can stir up the whole world with just a few words, but the results of the experiments.

At the end of his line of sight, a cylindrical cabin stood quietly, and the transparent glass cover was already covered with dust.

A beam of sunlight streams in through the window, adding a touch of life to the room, which is mostly made of steel.

Or maybe this sliver of vitality made this gloomy room even colder, even an old guy like Howard, who had been through battles, felt chills in his heart.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly approached the cabin, and Maria approached him slowly with two Gatlings.

"All the other laboratories have been searched. Nothing was found." Her hoarse voice sounded in the empty room, "It seems that you have found something, my dear."

"That's right." Howard said. "Put down those two big babies, Maria. I don't like this kind of rough and clumsy rotary machine gun. The excessive pursuit of attack power makes it lose the beauty of mechanical dexterity. Why don't you send it to me?" your gun?"

Maria gently blew a strand of long hair that floated in front of her eyes, and cleverly did not refute Howard's speech full of personal emotions.

She replied to her husband with a smile: "Good steel is used for the blade, my dear."

Howard was amused, and his brows and eyes were loosened a little, but his eyes staring at the cabin were still worried.

Please don't make me guess the truth, he thought, God, shit, I'm praying for something like this...but please don't make my guess come true.

He finally made his way to the cabin, which was big enough to hold three grown men, and could also fit a girl who insisted on being thin and slender.The heavy dust completely hid the "things" in the cabin, which also made Howard's nerves highly tense.

"You know we can just turn around and leave the trouble for Fury, right?" Maria said.

Her tone was soft and gentle, which sounded like admonishment, but no one who knew the Stark family would use such words to admonish a Stark.

"Shut up," Howard replied.

Sure enough, he no longer hesitated, raised his hand, and wiped away the dust in front of him.Flying dust and smoke jumped in front of him, Howard shook his head irritably, raised his other hand to cover his mouth and nose and stepped up his work.

The "thing" in the cabin was finally fully exposed, and the corners of Maria's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

She murmured something in a low voice, and she was swearing from the shape of her mouth.

"...fuck." Howard murmured, and took a step back as if he lost his strength, and Maria quickly supported him.

The documents in his hand were scattered all over the floor, and a line of capital letters was printed in red font on the first page of the file:

Winter Soldier Project No.09.

"How many of these things did they build?" Howard growled through gritted teeth.

In the cabin, a dark-skinned, middle-aged man fell asleep, and it looked like he was dead.

"There are a total of 23 finished products. Because the level of secrecy is too high, there is only one person in charge of a base. After the person in charge passes away for some reason, the Winter Soldier he is in charge of will be permanently sealed. Only Bucky is still in the hands of Hydra. , Bucky is also activated the most times."

Carl answered Howard's question softly across the vast sea.

He drove back to Wayne Manor, and the thick and humid air in Gotham City gave him the illusion that he was not breathing well, so he pulled down his tie.

"Their codenames are 'Winter Soldier', and their specific identities are distinguished by numbers. However, only a few people know that the Winter Soldier is composed of many agents. After all, their outfits and weapons are exactly the same... These people are also dead now. It's eight, and Xiao Baji has taken a lot of scapegoats on the file."

Carl shrugged subconsciously and sighed again.

Tony's text message eased the boredom in his heart a lot: "Seriously, come and save me. Do you know how scary it is for Pep to go crazy?! God, I won't say you are scary again! SOS! Immediately Fly the helicopter and come rescue me!"

"Calm down, lad," Carl replied to Tony half sympathetically, half gloatingly. "I'll be there soon."

Then Carl and Tony had a messy joke for a long time, and Tony's performance was a little restless while doing nothing.

It is certainly impossible for him to really not care about Stark Corporation, and he is also very aware of how intense his decision will cause turmoil, but it is more difficult for him to tolerate Stark Corporation continuing to manufacture weapons for any force-even the government.

The whole world knows the hegemony of US imperialism. The US imperialists stretch their hands too far, which is ridiculed by everyone. What kind of pure and innocent little white flowers are put in front of him?

Tony is clear about the facts. Even if the things that happened in Afghanistan were not ordered by the top political leaders of the US Empire, they were definitely acquiesced.

God knows who is standing behind the "terrorist", or what kind of "terrorist" is standing behind some congressmen... Tony is too lazy to find out, the world is as black as crows, and the world is as pitiful as politicians.

Since there was not much difference, he could simply slap him to death.After in-depth investigation and understanding, he was afraid that he would be mad at himself.

Luther's actions were really fast, so fast that Tony suspected that the other party had been eyeing Stark Industries for a long time. Well, it can't be said to be suspicion. Luther's action is a blatant announcement, but Tony didn't think much of it. Get angry about it.

He was angry because of Luthor's cynicism and how the other party always pointed out his design flaws, not because that guy's business methods were far superior to his.

In contrast, Alexander's behavior seemed too dedicated. Luthor got some small shareholders and got a lot of shares, and the Ayer Group was purely helping.

They placed tens of billions of orders in Stark Corporation in one go, and expressed their support with practical actions. After the news was made public, the stock price of Stark Industries immediately stabilized, and public opinion was also guided to "Karl Al Bill and Tony Stark's Friendship" direction.

To be honest, Tony was still a little annoyed that Tony's outrageous words were so silently forgotten by people.

Now the crisis of Stark Industries is over, but Tony's crisis has just begun.

Virginia.Pep.Potts was lying on the outside of the president's office and slamming on the door frantically.

She also stayed up all night, struggling to deal with a large number of problems arising after the closure of the weapons manufacturing department, including what happened to the equipment, where to go for the employees, how to hand over the venue, etc. At the same time, she also had to answer the phone non-stop, accepting information from the military department. Accusations, accusations from shareholders, accusations from the company's internal middle management, accusations from certain media, high-intensity work made her image not good at all.

Her hair was in a mess, her eyes were red, her body was tired but her brain was spinning rapidly all night, her spirit was very excited, and she could definitely rush to Tony.In front of Stark, pointing at him and yelling at him for half an hour or more.

"Get out of here! Anthony Edward Tony Stark!" She slammed on the door and roared, her petite body had the lung capacity of a giant dragon, "You have the guts to announce the closure of the Weapons Department in front of the whole world, but Don't you have the guts to come out and take responsibility?"

"This is serious, Jarvis." Tony muttered as he sat at his desk, "My actions reflect my deep trust in her..."

"In an irresponsible manner, sir," said Jarvis.