Ash naturally meant that he would have to ask SHIELD about his Greedy clone today.
Now that he was trapped here by this group of reporters, it was natural that he was not Ash anymore.
SHIELD is now begging him for help, not Ash himself. The initiative in this matter lies in Ash's hands.
Sure enough, not long after, a group of heavily armed agents, driving their most obvious black Chevrolets, parked outside the sacrificial site one after another.
A group of people wearing black suits, black ties, and black sunglasses, some of whom even had black skin, surrounded this noisy group of reporters.
When things go wrong in Ami, just squat down and hold your head. This group of reporters also has this habit.
I saw reporters from S.H.I.E.L.D. surrounded by reporters at the original press conference location, reviewing their filming content and press releases one by one.
With such a 'warning' in the minds of reporters, it was natural that there was an official endorsement of Stark. Some reporters took advantage of the opportunity to secretly call their superiors and ask their superiors who this group of people were before being censored.
Those who knew about SHIELD would naturally ask their subordinates to cooperate with the review. Those who didn't know would also put this account on these black suits and wait for an opportunity to settle the account later.
A SHIELD Quinjet landed within the walls of the altar.
Powered by its unusual variable sweep wings and twin turbine engines, the fighter's ability to take off, land and hover vertically attracted Stark's attention.
"Interesting, this design..."
While Stark was still thinking, Hill got off the Quinjet and walked straight towards Ash who was watching the fun.
Wearing a slim combat uniform, Hill's strong female demeanor attracted almost everyone's attention under the air flow brought by the turbine engine.
"Ash, we made an appointment, what's going on here?"
Sure enough, Hill had an attitude of accountability as soon as he opened his mouth, which aroused Stark's dissatisfaction.
It was originally Stark who caused the incident, but now someone is using this reason to hold Ash accountable, which makes Stark feel the need to step forward and settle the matter himself.
"Hey, hey, this...ma'am? The scene is now 'controlled' by you."
Hill glanced at Stark and did not take him seriously. After all, she is only responsible for the five representatives of the Security Council. She can almost be said to be one of the most powerful people on the planet.
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Stark's attracting firepower had no effect at all, and Hill continued: "It's time for us to set off. It happens to be when the sun is at its highest when we reach our destination."
Ash nodded and was about to get on the plane with Hill and leave. Stark secretly pulled Ash to ask about the reason.
"What on earth is going on? Is there something else I don't know about?"
Before Ash could answer, Hill interrupted Stark's little movement from the side.
"Stark, this is no longer your father's S.H.I.E.L.D., you'd better stay away!"
"What do you mean? My father's S.H.I.E.L.D.? Do you mean my father founded this organization?"
Stark's answer aroused Hill's surprise. After all, Stark, the son of the founder, did not know things that all SHIELD leaders knew.
Frowning, Stark dialed Peggy Carter's number. After all, at this time, there was only one person who could correctly provide him with the answer he wanted.
Under Peggy Carter's explanation, Stark's brows gradually widened.
"You guys wait here, I'm going to follow you."
After saying that, Stark walked towards the sacrificial site, seemingly putting on his armor.
Before Hill could stop Stark, her communication was connected. Ash heard the voice on the other side that was exactly the same as Peggy Carter's and knew that the founder was having a relationship with his descendant.
Peggy Carter is the representative and idol of almost all female agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., so this face must be given to her. After Hill answered Peggy Carter's call, he had no choice but to continue waiting for Stark with Ash.
Not long after, Stark came to the two of them wearing his unfinished Mark armor.
"Is this your new weapon? Stark."
As soon as he appeared, Stark attracted the attention of all SHIELD agents. No one didn't want such a cool armor.
"No, to be precise, it is a prosthetic limb. The details depend on the laws of each state. If you want to requisition it, you are forcing me to sell my body. This falls into the category of selling silver."
Stark, with his sharp tongue, made Hill feel like he had eaten a fly as soon as he opened his mouth. He wanted to know some information, but was retaliated against.
After boarding the Quinjet, the fighter quickly entered stealth mode and flew towards the target.
Stark, who was on the plane, used his armor to scan the structure of the entire aircraft without hesitation, and even gave his own modification plan while scanning.
"The power loss was too great. In order to save some storage space, the engine was placed rearward, forcing the power structure to be transferred. All the wing mounts were exposed, and folding the wings also forced the number of weapons to be reduced.
Oh, look, there is also optical stealth here, which can make the aircraft disappear from the naked eye, but the infrared radiation of the engine has been completely forgotten..."
In Stark's words, this aircraft was criticized as worthless, and so was Stark's evaluation of this aircraft.
"To sum up, this aircraft wants to have all mission conditions, so all the imaginable equipment is crammed in. The result is that it can participate in all missions, but it can only participate in it."
Hill understood what Stark meant. This plane had no merit at all and was a snake oil.
But this is a project created by Nick Fury, what does it have to do with Maria Hill? When this task is over, go to the World Security Council and read another Nick Fury book.
Although the Quinjet was worthless in Stark's mouth, he still took them to Nick Fury's secret base conscientiously.
This base is known as My Little Pony Farm by Pierce and other representatives of the World Security Council. No one knows about Fury's other bases.
Landing on the farm, the barn that was hit by Fury's fixed-wing aircraft has not been repaired and still maintains its appearance.
Even half of the fixed-wing aircraft was left in the barn.
The farm without anyone taking care of it soon began to look dilapidated, with lush vegetation covering up all traces.
After getting off the Quinjet, Maria looked at the information in her hand and prepared to lead people inside.
Looking at the empty farm, with only this Quinjet and a few people around him, and pretending not to know about the entire battalion of combat troops lurking in the distance, Ash showed his dramatic nature again.
"Are you going to enter the base of an anti-human intelligence leader like this?"
Hill looked at Ash and didn't know what he was thinking. He organized his words and said, "Isn't it you?"
Unexpectedly, Ash took a few steps back, waved his hands and said, "First of all, let me state that I am not sure that I can defeat the other party. I am not even sure that I can come out alive."