"Target spotted, seven o'clock direction. The target is riding in an army green jeep. There are too many people here; I need to drive them out to the suburbs."
Frank was tailing the vehicle the Winter Soldier was using for extraction. At this moment, he felt a bit nostalgic for ctOS. If he had that thing, Frank would have already fired all his missiles by now.
However, if this city had ctOS, this attack wouldn't have happened in the first place.
"Sergeant Bronski? Do you hear me?"
Abomination was not without intelligence; on the contrary, he actually retained most of Bronski's consciousness, though his mind was not very clear.
But through hormonal control via neural implants, this big guy was now quite lucid.
"Copy that, arriving at the designated location in 30 seconds." Abomination's deep voice rang out, and Frank could hear clear crashing sounds.
"Very good."
Frank closed in on the jeep, and the Flyer poured firepower onto it.
Bullets hit the car's exterior like raindrops. The vehicle's bulletproof performance was quite decent, but it didn't mean much.
The Winter Soldier was holding a Rocket launcher inside the car. He wanted to find an opportunity to lean out and take out the perpetrator's Flyer, but under Frank's control, the bullets always managed to pin him down. He was like a driven ox, forced to move passively in the direction Frank wanted him to go.
The sound of bullets hitting the shell sent the driver's adrenaline soaring; he could no longer remain rational!
"Do something! You're a damn Super Soldier!" the driver yelled at the Winter Soldier.
The Winter Soldier's emotionless gaze swept over the driver—he didn't need the driver to tell him that he would find a way to take that guy out.
The next moment, the Winter Soldier's maneuver exceeded the driver's imagination. The man grabbed the steering wheel, and before the driver could even start cursing, the entire car flipped over to one side—
Taking advantage of the moment his side was flipped facing upward, the Winter Soldier kicked out of the window and fired the Rocket launcher at Frank while in mid-air!
Frank's pupils constricted. He had reacted, but at this distance, even the Flyer couldn't complete a sudden change in direction!
Boom!
At the critical moment, Frank jumped off the Flyer and narrowly managed to grab onto a nearby building, but the impact of the explosion made him lose his grip, and he fell toward the ground.
Both of them hit the ground, rolled simultaneously, and then stood up at the same time.
The Winter Soldier shook his metal arm, his gaze locked firmly onto Frank.
"Super Soldier? Where did you come from?" Frank, wearing modified individual armor, naturally wasn't afraid of him; he loosened up his body and walked toward the Winter Soldier.
On the contrary, he really wanted to spar with a Super Soldier like this!
Bang!
Frank was startled as Abomination descended from the sky, pinning the Winter Soldier down firmly.
"Fine, teamwork," Frank said helplessly; he had wanted to trade blows with these Super Soldiers.
"Boss, that Super Soldier has been controlled, Killian has been captured alive, mission accomplished."
"Very good, withdraw the team."
On the other side, Peter was crawling on the wall, approaching the people who had come to silence witnesses and clean up evidence.
Thanks to his spider abilities, he managed to sneak up behind these people without being detected.
"Spider Agent, prepare—what is that?"
Voices of two men came from around the corner; they seemed to be discussing something.
This team of professionals also sensed something was wrong and raised their guns one after another.
"Their target is the President—I mean Norman Osborn. Where is your equipment?" Rhodes walked around the corner, his hands still gesturing as he spoke.
Seeing the dozen or so guns in front of him, he stopped suddenly and then slowly raised his hands.
"It was dismantled by Killian. I still have to go back and get a new set of equipment." Tony walked and talked, bumping into Rhodes who had suddenly stopped. "What are you doing? Before you stop, can you—"
Tony also slowly raised his hands.
"Tony Stark and James Rhodes spotted." The man leading the team received the order and disengaged the safety.
"Do you have any good ideas?" Rhodes said.
"No!"
White Web Fluid descended from the sky, and the firearms were bundled into a ball. Spider-Man charged into the crowd, and in a few quick moves, stuck these ordinary people to the wall.
Bang.
After resolving the fight, Peter jumped in front of the two, startling them.
"Mr. Stark? It's great to see you! I'm Spider-Man. We met in New York before, you know, back then, uh, we haven't officially shaken hands yet, right? Do you want to shake hands?" Peter's hands waved around as if they had nowhere to rest, and then he reached out a hand toward Tony.
"What is this?" Rhodes said, frowning.
"An ally." After saying that, Tony flashed a smile prepared for fans. "Kid, where did you come from? We have to notify the President; these Terrorists are wearing that Iron Patriot suit."
As he spoke, Tony stopped, his eyes looking straight up at the sky.
"Why did you stop talking?" Rhodes said curiously.
"Look at that." After Tony said this, the other two looked up. An aircraft streaked across the sky, leaving a pale blue trail.
"Ion thrusters, Osborn technology. That's their aircraft. It looks like this Spider-Boy has already notified them."
Peter nodded: "That's what I wanted to say. Harry told me he already called people over to deal with these guys. Also—I'm Spider-Man, not Spider-Boy."
Tony looked at Peter; this kid looked just like a teenager.
And in fact, he was right; Peter, who had just started college, was indeed not very old.
Peter shot Web Fluid toward the roof: "Mr. Stark, if you don't mind, I have to go now. I mean, I'm still on a study trip, and this concerns whether I can go to Oxford University as an exchange student. It was nice meeting you!"
Watching Peter disappear from the roof, Rhodes said: "Young people, young people still worrying about their studies. Are we getting old?"
"Don't worry about it. Everyone has a few tricks up their sleeves these days." Tony shook his head.
The person who came to handle the matter was General Ross. A few minutes later, heavily armed U.S. soldiers surrounded the place.
"Mr. Stark? I didn't expect to meet you here, and Colonel Rhodes as well. Do you have anything to report?" General Ross was in a very good mood, having caught a major Terrorist and saved Stark.
Back in the day, he had invited Stark to research the Super Soldier Serum, but this guy said: Biological enhancement is not as practical as mechanical equipment.
The results proved that Ross indeed hadn't done a good job with the project, but he was still very unhappy with Stark's attitude.
Tony said: "I can tell you're very happy to see me in this state, but we have to notify Norman Osborn that these guys are targeting him."
Hearing this, Ross smiled: "It seems you've been locked up for too long. Go to the plane and watch the news."
Tony and Rhodes exchanged a glance, not knowing what he meant.
"General, we found a detonator. It will explode in 12 minutes. We haven't seen this kind of structure before; 12 minutes might not be enough." A soldier's report suddenly came through General Ross's earpiece.
If there's not enough time, then we have to retreat first. But while retreating is certainly an option, these people want to blow up this place, presumably because there is some important evidence here.
Ross looked at Tony's back and called him back again.
"Stark, I heard you have a bomb defuser on your armor?"
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