Iron Man flew in the Mark 33 armor outside the area shrouded by Mysterio. Once he entered Mysterio's illusion zone, he would be unable to see what was inside and would have to slow down. But if he slowed down, he would be struck by the anti-aircraft missiles—they had him locked on at all times.
[Warning: Orion III anti-aircraft missile lock in progress. Evasive maneuvers recommended.]
"Damn it, those are missiles I designed!" Tony Stark gritted his teeth. Now he understood why those missiles could perfectly predict his flight path, and he understood the deeper meaning behind Mysterio's words: "You know better than anyone."
"Hack the system, J.A.R.V.I.S."
[Hack failed. Unknown programming language detected overriding the program.]
"Then don't hack the launch program. Rewrite the booster acceleration program. That section of code is chained to the other parts; it can't be independently overwritten!"
The Iron Armor hovered high in the sky as bad news came from J.A.R.V.I.S.: Spider-Man's suit communications had been destroyed by the electromagnetic pulse.
"Captain? Watch out for their drones carrying EMPs. If you get hit, you'll be blind." Tony felt increasingly agitated. "Can't you track the signal source of those projectors, J.A.R.V.I.S.?"
[At the current distance, the interference power source cannot be ruled out.]
Meanwhile, Captain, who had received the message, wore his goggles and took the elevator down to the ground floor. After replying, "Understood," he saw the scene beyond the opening elevator doors and could not help shaking his head.
"What is it, Steve?"
Before him was an officers' club from 1945. A gramophone played "Moonlit Harbor," and Peggy Carter turned around in that familiar burgundy evening gown. Yet the sonar pulses outlined the real scene on his goggles: twelve drones surrounded him in a fan-shaped formation, while