Chapter 155: Superhero Chat Group

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

In Stark's private villa, Tony's half body was still wrapped in bandages, and he limped toward the position where the armor was equipped.

"Tony! Tony! What are you doing!" When Pepper came out of the kitchen, she found that the mechanical arm was already installing pieces of armor onto Tony Stark.

Tony had a gloomy face. After Nick Fury returned Howard's relics last time, he also learned about S. H. I. E. L. D. and knew that this large international organization was one of his father's heart's blood, specifically used to strike Hydra.

Seeing Tony not replying, Pepper turned to the cameras around. "Jarvis! You stop for me! I order you to stop!"

Jarvis remained unmoved. In normal times, Pepper's orders might be more effective than Tony's, but at such a time, he only listened to one person.

Seeing that she had no way to stop him, Pepper hugged Tony Stark directly. With her as an obstacle, the armor couldn't be fully armed.

"Jarvis... stop." Tony said hoarsely. His burned throat hadn't recovered to normal yet.

Pepper immediately raised her head and pulled Tony off the platform. "Tony, no matter what happened, you must focus on recuperating now, otherwise, otherwise I will resign!"

Tony took several deep breaths before adjusting his emotions. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Pepper breathed a sigh of relief and heard Tony's order again. "Jarvis, leave the Mark I armor, build an air defense network, all other armors go out, find that Helicarrier, and the network restriction order is lifted. Break through S. H. I. E. L. D.'s network defense for me and make all national data not involving top secrets public!"

This time Pepper didn't stop him. She had never seen Tony so angry. Now she just held Tony's hand, soothing his emotions.

At the same time, on the streets of New York, Constantine, who came here to contact the Genie Mutual Aid Society, also received Nick Fury's group message.

An attack is coming? Pierce is Hydra—really interesting, just as ridiculous as Batman being the Joker.

Constantine sneered, pressed his hat brim, and turned to walk toward the nearby no-man's-land. He also wanted to see what this so-called attack would be.

On the other side, after knowing S. H. I. E. L. D. was Snake Shield Bureau, the briefly stunned Johnson and Frank immediately split into two paths. Johnson was preparing to find Blade; he needed to know more information about the Helicarriers to perform precise divination positioning. Frank went straight to the sanatorium. Hawkeye's situation was very dangerous now, and S. H. I. E. L. D. hoped he could save the person.

Killing all the way to the sanatorium, Frank found that it was already a river of blood here. From the direction of the bullets on the corpses, it was an internal war.

"Hawkeye! Barton! Where are you? Are you still alive?" Frank didn't dare to enter rashly and shouted loudly near the wall.

"Frank?" Hawkeye poked his head out of a window on the third floor and waved at Frank. "Hydra has already been wiped out, I'm fine here for now."

Frank came to Hawkeye's side and found that this guy was sitting in a wheelchair now, but this wheelchair was a bit special. The front had a bulletproof steel plate similar to that of a machine gunner, the sides had multiple automatic firearms, and even the tires were explosion-proof.

Sitting on this, Hawkeye was properly a wheelchair god of war.

Facing Frank's surprised expression, Hawkeye smiled bitterly. "I haven't fully adapted to controlling my body from a third-person perspective yet, but fortunately, doing some logistics is no problem."

Here, I have to mention the ability Hawkeye obtained in that strange accident. He broke away from the game world, but not completely. This led to needing to relearn how to control his body. Reality, after all, didn't have WASD keys. Learning was very difficult, harder than a baby learning to walk, because there was no instinct to help now. The body's instinct was all used to maintain the normal operation of body functions.

But correspondingly, Hawkeye also obtained a method of reorganizing projected weapons through information flow. Simply put, it was to materialize weapons he was extremely familiar with out of thin air. The more familiar he was, the higher the success rate. After closing the ability, these weapons would disappear, but the damage caused wouldn't disappear.

Frank looked at the other agents. Although they all had not small wounds on their bodies, setting up an air defense position now was clean and neat.

Also, the sanatorium didn't really need to worry too much. After all, the high-level agents who were injured and seriously injured were basically people cultivated by S. H. I. E. L. D. themselves.

"I have no problem here, you hurry to find the Helicarrier. This is the design drawing." Hawkeye waved his hand in the air, and a stack of drawings appeared in his hand. "S. H. I. E. L. D.'s internal network doesn't have design drawings. Nick Fury was afraid that the Insight Project would have problems, so he didn't save them. Fortunately, I had been to that Helicarrier, and these materials were retrieved from my brain memory."

"Okay."

Frank didn't delay, pulled a bunch of heroes he knew into a group, and directly scanned and photographed the drawings and threw them into the group.

Johnson: "The location has been locked through divination. The destination is positioned at the Stark Expo according to the divination situation."

Blade: "I am boarding the plane with Natasha and Rogers, preparing to try to approach the Helicarrier to see if we can fight a landing battle."

Tony: "Jarvis is preparing to launch an electronic attack, breaking through the other party's network defense..."

Tony: "Are there any drawings of the machine room, the main control room, or the iterative encoding of the program? Damn, this defense system was designed by me before, and there are other high-level artificial intelligences, temporarily unable to break through. And it seems there is external power trying to break through together. Who found the helper?"

Frank looked at Hawkeye. Hawkeye shook his head. Knowing the power room and some weapon storage points was already good. He wasn't a technical person before, so how would he look at those programs and codes he couldn't understand at all?

Tony: "Wait, someone wants to join the group. The verification information is Team Technical Director, Cobb. Does anyone know him?"

Hawkeye: "One of the original builders of the Emotional Network, deep web ID Resurrection, but the specific actual identity is unclear."

Tony: "I'll let him in first."

Cobb joined the group chat.

"I am former Hydra, belonging to Dr. Zola. Of course, not anymore. My sister and Ivan Vanko are trying to invade the Helicarrier, blocked by Dr. Zola." Cobb didn't have any nonsense and pointed out the main point directly.

The group chat stopped for a second. A former Hydra mixed into the superhero group? But it seemed it didn't matter. If you really wanted to fill the moral standard, this group would be empty.

Tony: "What underlying logic does Dr. Zola's program use?"

Cobb: "He uploaded his consciousness into the network. I don't know what he used specifically, but he lacks computing power. We can break through violently. The computing power provided by Hydra can't withstand our joint attack."

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Rogers: "Then can we control the steering directly after breaking through? Below is a densely populated area. Once it crashes, it will inevitably cause heavy casualties."

Cobb: "This is the problem. Dr. Zola bound the control of the power room. Ivan Vanko said that as long as the defense line is broken by us, he might directly launch a kamikaze attack."

Dumbledore joined the group chat.

Dumbledore: "I can use ancient magic to create a large floating spell. Who can give me the precise target volume and approximate mass."

Tony extracted the data from the drawings, changed the units, threw them into the group, and added 20% redundancy.

People in the group started to get more and more as group members pulled them in.

Constantine joined the group chat.

Constantine: "I can help release anti-gravity magic, but the weight is too large. It can only reduce the falling speed at most."

Dumbledore: "The maximum effect of the floating spell can approach this weight, but the target volume is too large, and the pointing is difficult to lock. It's too late to modify now."

Constantine: "Where are you? I have a method to lock large-volume objects here, but there is a horizontal speed limit."

Tony directly marked the locations of Constantine and Dumbledore on the map and sent it to the group.

Dumbledore: "I'm going now. This Mr. Constantine and I are responsible for preventing the crash." ===== CHAPTER 156 =====