On New York's side, Tony held his breath for a moment as he watched the video.
Then, he heaved a heavy sigh. "Can your drones perform data links? Those seem to be old antiques. "
Luke grinned. "Don't worry, I've already checked them. Dr. Zola isn't a complete antique. Some of its hardware has been upgraded. "
Tony asked, "Then what are you waiting for? Open up the data links for your drones. The more, the better. Leave everything to me. "
Luke asked, "Won't it delay you?"
"I prefer collecting" special "collectibles than junk." Tony smiled. "Dr. Zola used to be one of the brains behind Hydra's research."
Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold. Zola, the fatty, was actually gloatingly mocking his father, Howard, and thanking him for creating S.H.I.E.L.D. and reviving Hydra.
The Young Master felt that he had to capture this kind of person who didn't respect his father. He had to hold him in his hands and ruthlessly study his eight generations of ancestors.
Tony, who preferred electronics and machinery, had never done vivisection, but studying programs naturally didn't count as vivisection.
As he thought that, he took over control of the drones that Luke had transferred to him.
Lost for words for a moment, the tycoon quickly operated the virtual screen and couldn't help but ask, "Do you bring so many drones with you everywhere you go?"
Luke transferred more than a hundred drones in one go. Not only were there a dozen small drones that were particularly good at data processing, there was even a medium-sized drone that was used for signal enhancement and transfer.
This was much better than the small household water pipe that the tycoon had previously thought of. It was almost a community water pipe.
The faster the data transmission, the more methods Tony and Jarvis could use, and the higher the chance of catching Dr. Zola.
Luke, however, simply hummed in response. "Hydra is really impressive. They've already launched missiles."
Tony's hand paused for a moment, and he soon noticed the two missiles that were rapidly approaching from the medium-sized drone.
He wasn't worried about Luke, and simply sent a message. "Don't let that old popsicle and the little secretary die."
"Got it." Luke said, "But you have to be fast when you catch 'it.' I can probably stall them for an hour or two."
Tony: "Huh?"
Since Hydra had launched missiles, it meant that they knew Steve and Natasha were there.
With the speed of Snake Shield's special operations team, they would arrive at the scene in twenty minutes at most.
There was no conflict between Bat Squad and S.H.I.E.L.D. on the surface. How could they stall for an hour or two?
This thought only flashed in Tony's mind for a moment before it was cast aside.
Batman was still very reliable. If he said it would take an hour or two, then he would at least be able to buy an hour. There was no need for him to worry.
Besides, that was only a small problem.
At this moment, nothing could attract his attention more than Dr. Zola, who had become an "intelligent human being".
While Luke and Tony talked, he had already risen into the air to meet the two missiles.
In the evening sky, the two missiles with flaming tails were not very eye-catching.
Luke didn't fly very high.
If the two missiles wanted to destroy the underground base and kill Steve and Natasha, there were only a few possible routes of attack.
Luke hid himself and blocked the most likely route, constantly calculating if they were going to change directions.
But Hydra should not have considered that Steve and Natasha could intercept missiles.
Unless they set up defenses in advance, it would be very difficult to intercept the missiles at a certain location.
Just like that, the two missiles obediently entered the route that Luke had predicted.
He extended his telekinesis to the maximum until it reached a hundred meters away.
At this distance, his telekinesis basically had no offensive or defensive ability. It only had the function of sensing, and he instantly locked onto the two missiles.
Then, relying on the guidance of his telekinesis, Luke threw the missiles that had instantly arrived next to him into his inventory.
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Sitwill, who was hiding in a small black hut to monitor the two missiles, was stunned, because the signal from the missiles had disappeared.
Naturally, the missiles without a signal couldn't send back images, so the screen was dark.
He immediately asked the pilot, "What's going on with the missiles? Why can't I get a signal?"
The pilot looked at the data on his fighter at a loss. "Sir, I can't get a signal from them either. I've lost contact with the missiles. "
Sitwill had a "Wang Defa" expression on his face. "How did they lose contact? Were they destroyed? "
The pilot said, "I don't know, sir."
Sitwill said, "Then launch them again."
The pilot said, "Sir, I only have precision-guided bombs left. They might not be able to destroy the target."
This was an underground military base, and they hadn't skimped on materials.
If it wasn't a specialized penetrator, it wouldn't be so easy to blow it up.
Sitwill said, "Then throw them down too."
Less than ten seconds later, the pilot sent another "congratulatory message." "Sir, we've encountered an unknown attack. The fighter's engine is severely damaged, and we have to make an emergency landing."
Sitwill asked, "Who attacked you?"
The pilot said, "The attacker is unknown."
Sitwill said, "… Find a place to land."
With that, he cut off the communication angrily and connected to another channel. "Someone is helping the target intercept the missiles and damage the fighter. Captain Rumlow, please be vigilant when you land. "
…
In the underground engine room a moment ago, Dr. Zola unhurriedly recalled Hydra's mission and the process of using the "shield" to be reborn. "… Accidents are always inevitable."
On the screen, the pictures of Howard Stark, Nick Fury, and Steve were all stamped with death marks. "Hydra created such a chaotic world, and now people are voluntarily giving up their freedom for safety … Once the purification process is complete, Hydra's order will rule the world. We won, Captain. Your sacrifice was meaningless. "
With a gloomy expression, Steve smashed the screen in front of him. "We won't let you succeed."
Zola laughed, and the other screen lit up, revealing its green face again.
Natasha seized the opportunity to ask, "What's in the USB drive?"
Zola said, "It's Project Insight. To purify this world requires enough insight, so I wrote an algorithm. "
Natasha asked, "What's it for?"
Zola said, "The answer to that question is intoxicating. Unfortunately, you're going to die and won't be able to hear it. "
As soon as she said that, the door to the engine room suddenly closed.
Steve turned around and threw the shield out.
In the end, the door closed ahead of time, and his choke tactic didn't work.
Steve caught the shield as it bounced back.
Zola laughed again. "Because in ten seconds, two missiles will completely destroy this base."
Steve gritted his teeth. "S.H.I.E.L.D."
Zola said, "Captain, you're really smart. It's a pity you didn't notice that I was stalling for time. "
Steve was already looking around for a possible way out.
Zola said, "Accept your fate. It's best for both of us. We're running out of time, Captain. "
Zola, who had turned into data, seemed to have lost her fear of death as she spoke calmly.
Then …
"Hmm?" There was a hint of doubt in its voice, and then it was a little surprised. "Who are you?"
Another voice suddenly rang out from the corner. "I'm sorry, Dr. Zola. I think we still have a long time to get to know each other and deepen our relationship. "
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