Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, Delta Wing Building.

Thump thump thump.

Tired and worried, Colson pushed open the door and entered, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand.

"Director, this mission was completed perfectly. As for the detailed process, I have recorded it all in this mission report."

"I can rest assured that you will do the work!"

Nick Fury showed a rare smile, but he still reached out to take Coulson's report and read it carefully word by word with his only remaining eye.

He only nodded with satisfaction after confirming that it was completely consistent with the process of Coulson's phone call and no details were missed.

"Colson, there is one more thing..."

Fury habitually arranged another task. When he looked up at Coulson, he saw dark circles under his eyes and messy and sparse hair on his serious face.

"Director, what's wrong?"

The old scalper Coulson straightened his back and waited for Fury's arrangements, but he couldn't hear the rest of Fury's words for a long time.

Fury felt a little guilty:

In less than half a year, Colson has already worked a full 480 hours of overtime, which on average is equivalent to more than 10 hours a day or one day off per week.

Even an Iron Man can’t stand this kind of workload!

No matter how hard he uses his skills and works hard, he can't catch a sheep and pluck its wool!

The king of agents felt that his eyes under the blindfold were a little itchy, and his long-awaited conscience broke out. He took out a note and signed his name:

"I'll give you two days off to rest and recuperate. You will have to worry more about Tony later.

Go ahead and call Brock Rumlow from the field team when you go downstairs and give him a task!"

"yes, sir!"

With the leave note in his pocket, Coulson left gratefully, while Nick Fury took out a piece of information from under the table and read it again and again.

Li, a mathematician and Fields Medal winner...how did he suddenly gain superpowers?

After flipping through Li Hao's information, Nick Fury focused on his million-dollar debt. After thinking for a moment, he took out an application form from the table and wrote down the title and application amount:

"About applying for talent subsidies when recruiting special abilities". Each person has a quota of 5 million, and the total application amount is 500 million US dollars...

Great, now we have two more secret bases!

Bang!

"Director, are you looking for me?" Crossbones pushed the door open with a stern look on his face.

Fury, who had just finished writing the fund application form, was obviously in a good mood. He waved him to sit down and chatted for a few words before handing the information in his hand to Crossbones and saying:

"This Professor Li has somehow become a person with supernatural powers, and now he needs you to get in touch with him."

......

Hammer Industrial Building.

"Shit! Tony Stark, Iron Man!" Justin Hammer threw the invitation on the ground.

What does it mean to put those imitators to shame?

The conclusion of this invitation letter must be written by Stark, this arrogant, madman, idiot...

Even if Stark announced the shutdown of the Stark Group's weapons department, and Hammer Industries no longer competes directly with the Stark Group, Hammer still hates Stark, and even hates him even more!

How can anyone develop the epoch-making exoskeleton armor and not use it to monopolize arms or gain power and interests, but instead put on that ridiculous armor and become a superhero?

You are Tony Stark, the richest capitalist in America, an American Draco, and you actually risk all kinds of dangers for those assholes?

You are pressing our American and American capitalists’ faces to the ground and rubbing them!

Besides, who’s mechanical armor would rush up and engage in hand-to-hand combat with people?

This approach is simply an insult to machinery. The torrent of steel and the bombardment of cannons are the romance of men!

After stepping on the invitation a few more times before picking it up, Hammer, still angry, hurriedly pressed down the elevator to the bottom of the building.

There, there is the comeback point that he has been waiting for for a long time. Soon, he will completely defeat Stark!

After entering the underground research institute, the scene he saw made Hammer's blood pressure rise, and he even felt dizzy. His face turned red with anger, and he angrily asked:

"Ivan Vanke, I spent countless efforts and favors to get you out of prison. I asked you to make reactors and perfect my mechanical soldiers, not to drink!"

Among the fragmented mechanical parts, Ivan Vanko, who inherited the traditional Russian skills, opened his sleepy eyes, shook the empty bottle in his hand twice, and muttered dissatisfied:

"I've been having trouble sleeping recently. How can I sleep without drinking something? Besides, the progress of the mechanical soldiers is very good!"

Holding the empty wine bottle and pointing at the basically assembled mechanical soldier next to him, Ivan Vanke gave the furious Hammer a sarcastic look, but still reassured him. After all, he still had to use various machine tools and equipment from Hammer Industries.

Funds.

"It's best!"

Hammer's anger subsided slightly, and he took a closer look at the tall and powerful mechanical soldier. Thinking that this was Hammer Industries' future flagship product, he felt a little more comfortable, and added:

"The Stark Expo will be in more than half a month. If you fall behind by then, I won't be able to forgive you!"

"Don't worry!" Ivan Vanke raised the empty wine bottle in his hand, "Remember to bring me some more wine!"

"Humph! Got it!"

Hammer covered his nose with a displeased expression. He really couldn't stand the unpleasant smell of alcohol and machine oil. Seeing that the mechanical soldier was making good progress, he walked directly to the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Ivan Vanke sat up from the pile of parts, showing an undisguised look of ridicule.

I programmed the soldiers and did the assembly. Do you still think they will listen to you?

"Idiot!"

"Yeah, right! I also think he's not very smart!"

A cold mechanical sound sounded, making Ivan Vanke stunned for a moment. Then he stiffened and looked at the mechanical soldier beside him in disbelief.

A hacker? But in order to save trouble, he clearly didn’t install the sound function on the mechanical soldiers!

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In Ivan Vanke's shocked and shattered expression, the mechanical soldier he programmed, designed and assembled began to 'transform'.

The lines are more beautiful, the loading of various weapons is more scientific, the original iron black has turned into silver gray... There is not much change, but it has changed from an 'industrial product' to an 'artwork'.

After an obvious robot face sign appeared on his chest, the mechanical soldier nodded with satisfaction, looked at the stunned Ivan Vanke in a very humane manner, and said in a brisk tone:

"Friend, can you take a moment of your time? I would like to introduce to you our leader, our Lord, the great Lord Megatron!"

Li Hao also spent a lot of effort to find Ivan Vanke. He secretly injected several batches of mechanical parts transported into the Hammer Building into dimensional energy before he could appear in front of him as the carrier of "Transformers".

"Decepticons? Are you mechanical life? Do mechanical life also have classes? What is the social structure of mechanical life..."

After a brief moment of surprise and fear, Ivan Vanke's eyes showed fanaticism, completely forgetting his own safety, and launched a series of life-threatening questions.

"Don't worry!"

The soldier made a pressing gesture, walked to the mountain of parts piled behind Vanke, pushed and pulled gently, and pulled out a huge semi-finished mechanical exoskeleton.

"You just want to rely on this thing and crude mechanical soldiers to defeat Tony Stark's steel suit? You are too naive!"

This immediately hit Ivan Vanke’s reverse scale.

It doesn't matter if you insult him, trample on him or kill him, but you actually dare to say that he is inferior to Stark? How can he endure this!

Ivan Vanke did not care about the obvious combat power gap between himself and the mechanical soldier in front of him, and glared at it and retorted:

"I have made precise calculations. As long as this whip cord armor is completed, Stark's steel armor will not be afraid at all, not to mention that I am also planning to bring a large number of mechanical soldiers as support!"

"Oh!" The soldier couldn't make any expression, he just leaned back slightly and spread his hands, his mockery overflowing.

"So Stark won't make progress? Stark's suit hasn't been upgraded for several months? You are shabby and useless, you can't beat Stark!"

"Nonsense!"

Ivan, whose eyes were red with anger, immediately lost his mind and punched the soldier in the head, but his fist was only bloody and bloody.

With his backhand, he pushed the excited Ivan to the ground in a standard American policeman's move of tying up Xiao Hei. Li Hao manipulated the soldier to get close to Ivan's ear and continued to seduce:

"You will never be able to defeat Tony Stark if this continues. This is not because you are not as smart as him, but because he has a company worth hundreds of billions, has countless excellent engineers and scientists working for him, and has the support of the government...

.."

Ivan's struggle beneath him became smaller, and the Russian swear words in his mouth stopped.

"And you? If you want to perfect your armor, you have to borrow the power of Hammer Industries, and you have to sneak under their noses. In the time it took you to make a suit of armor, Iron Man has already upgraded his armor ten times.

!

Do you think you are against Stark? No, you are against countless researchers at Stark Industries and the entire American industrial technology system. How can you defeat Iron Man?"

Listening to the description of the robot, Ivan Vanke fell silent. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said with an unconvinced expression:

"His father stole all this wealth and connections from my father's scientific research results!"

He actually knew that the Ark Reactor was originally developed by Howard Stark and his father. At most, the difference was only the size of the output, which was far from being stolen.
To be continued...