Grant Ward and Mei left the Command Room and headed toward Fitz's laboratory.
As they walked, Grant Ward said, "The previous hideout for the people we tracked down was a biker bar called Roxy's Desert Oasis."
"Lorelei may be hiding there. We're meeting a S.H.I.E.L.D. security team there in ten minutes."
At that moment, Fitz had taken out all the new weapons he had made and laid them on a table. The weapons ranged from Pistols to Assault Rifles to Grenade Launchers—everything they could need.
Fitz folded his arms and said happily:
"Great. Then these beauties can finally be put to use."
Grant Ward looked at the various firearms in front of him, whistled, then clapped his hands and said, "Are these all 'Sweet Dream' guns?"
Fitz introduced them with a gesture. "They use the same technology, but they're not called that anymore."
Grant Ward quipped, "About time you changed it."
Fitz said with a smile, "I call them ICERs."
"Incapacitating cartridge delivery..."
At that moment, Grant Ward picked up a pistol, inserted the magazine, and assumed a shooting stance.
"Not bad. You shaved off that one ounce, too."
Fitz added, "I also tripled the stopping power."
"But the fight with the Centipede Soldiers made me realize we needed stronger weapons."
As he spoke, Fitz picked up a Grenade Launcher.
Mei also picked up a pistol and tested how it felt in her hand.
Grant Ward said in surprise, "Didn't you say you didn't like Pistols?"
Mei said, "No. I said if I needed one, I'd take one."
"We're going to need these weapons. When dealing with people under someone's control, it's going to be hard to tell whether they're friend or foe."
At that moment, Coulson appeared behind them and said:
"With these, we won't have to worry about