In the ruins of the convention and exhibition center, Obadiah clutched his chest and leaned behind the broken wall, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Most of his Iron Monger armor was smashed into pieces. It was only thanks to the suspended animation device on his chest that blocked the life signal that he was able to save his life from the guns of Ronan and others.
Without Fu Haoran's order, Iron Legion ignored this little character huddled in the corner.
When Obadiah poked his head out, he looked at the blood and minced meat on the ground, looked at the wreckage of the Quinjet fighter plane that had been dismantled into scrap metal, looked at the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent rolling and crawling on the ground to evacuate, and finally his eyes fell on Ivan who followed Fu Haoran and turned away.
My back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and my close-fitting suit was so wet that I could squeeze water out of it.
He finally realized that from beginning to end, he was just a pawn in the hands of Fu Haoran.
Huge fear gripped his heart, his whole body was shaking, and his teeth were chattering.
He knows too well that he can easily crush people Ivan and Tony to death, just like crushing an ant to death.
Valkyrie Transport's cabin door slowly opened and landed steadily on the tarmac of Tony·Stark's seaside mansion.
Tony walked in front with a dark face, followed by Fu Haoran and Ivan.
After entering the studio, Tony reluctantly typed on the keyboard a few times, completely backed up JARVIS's underlying algorithm to an encrypted hard drive, and threw it to Fu Haoran.
"Take it, don't break it. But remember, this is just a transaction, don't expect me to do anything extra for you."
Fu Haoran took the hard drive and said, "Don't worry, you can't help much."
After saying that, he turned around and left without stopping for a moment.
Tony was stunned on the spot, looking at the brand new non-toxic Arc Reactor in his hand, and felt a little lucky in his heart. At least this guy kept his word and didn't do anything extra.
But the next second, he saw a huge battleship rising from the sea outside the window, its hull covering the sky and almost blocking half of the setting sun.
Fu Haoran and Ivan have arrived at the door of the transport cabin and are about to board the ship.
Tony couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "Hey, you don't invite me to come and sit down? After all, I am also Iron Man, can you give me some face..."
After complaining, he rolled his eyes again. He couldn't catch up and ask others to kidnap him, right? It was too cheap.
The second time I boarded Cobra-class Destroyer, Ivan froze.
Only two months have passed, and the interior of the spacecraft has changed drastically.
The originally smooth passage became crowded, with many soldiers wearing Power Armour. The important point is that he participated in the design of these Power Armour two months ago. In other words, it only took the other party less than 2 months to produce so many sets!
"Two months... how did you produce so many?"
He really couldn't figure it out. Even if he had complete drawings, it would take at least two years to build a production line from scratch and mass-produce so many sets of Power Armour.
Fu Haoran didn't answer, he just raised his chin and motioned for him to continue walking forward.
The soldiers coming and going in the passage were all wearing a pair of thin black exoskeleton supports. The supports on the shoulders, waist, and legs automatically fit the body and provided extremely strong mounting capabilities.
Many soldiers also wear modular Plasteel protective gear and breastplates. Even if they carry a half-person-high battery backpack, they can still walk with flying speed.
"This thing... does not increase strength, but at least doubles endurance." Ivan made a quick judgment in his mind.
Ivan's eyes fell on the backpack behind the soldier. He recognized it at a glance. In the backpack was the lowest-end first-generation Arc Reactor.
In his eyes, this kind of low-power, crude-structured thing was just rubbish, but he had to admit that for ordinary soldiers, this first-generation reactor was enough to support soldiers in continuous operations, and it also saved a lot of palladium.
Ivan looked at the endless Power Armour in the passage, looking at the soldiers with extremely high tactical literacy coming and going, and his mind was in confusion.
He finally realized that he had never understood the man in front of him.
The other party's layout ability and resource integration ability far exceeded his knowledge.
The resentment in his heart not only did not disappear, but became even stronger after seeing this terrifying mass production capability.
He knows very well that if this continues, he will always be a pawn in the opponent's hands.
Fu Haoran glanced at him, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes without breaking through.
In the headset, Lucifer's voice sounded playfully, "That human is sending signals again. What, do you really plan to keep him?"
Fu Haoran feels calm in his heart.
The two of them walked all the way to the bridge.
Fu Haoran got straight to the point and projected the design drawings of the three motherships on the big screen. "I'm here to see you, just for one thing."
"I want you to write a cracking program to take complete control of these three space carriers."
Ivan glanced at the drawings and immediately shook his head. "Impossible. The systems of these three motherships are jointly encrypted by S.H.I.E.L.D. and Stark Industries. Even if I understand the underlying architecture, it will take at least half a month to crack it."
"What if we add this?" Fu Haoran raised his hand and placed the hard drive containing JARVIS's underlying algorithm in front of him.
Ivan's pupils shrank suddenly and he reacted instantly.
He finally understood why Fu Haoran put so much effort into trading with Tony and wanted the underlying code of JARVIS!
Stark Industries participated in the design of the mothership's fire control and control system, and the underlying architecture. JARVIS's underlying code can directly open the system's highest-authority backdoor!
"With this... I can do it." Ivan's voice was trembling.
"I'll give you 5 hours." Fu Haoran said, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
Ivan exploded instantly. "5 hours? Do you think I am a god? Even if there is a backdoor, what can I do in 5 hours?"
Fu Haoran Turned and looked out the window. The battleship had entered supersonic cruise, and the clouds outside the window were drawn into long white lines.
"Five hours is enough for me to take down their base. You just need to write the cracking program before then."
He paused, looked back at Ivan, and said in a calm tone but with a biting chill, "In five hours, I want to get complete control of the three motherships. If I can't do it, go and talk to Priest Kallen about the Cogitator system."
Ivan froze and didn't dare to say another word.
On the other side, Nick Fury stood on the high platform of the underground dock, looking at the three completed motherships in front of him, his one eye full of cold confidence.
Compared with the previous generation Helicarrier, these three ships have focused on upgrading the propulsion system and weapon system.
Originally, according to the plan, it would take at least several years for these three motherships to be completed. It was only because a group of outsiders provided a finished engine called Chitauri that the construction schedule was advanced by several years.
"With these three motherships, even if he has interstellar battleships, we are still capable of fighting." Fury said in a deep voice.
Black Widow stood beside him, looking at the engine room of the mothership, frowning slightly. "These engines are completely different from the previous generation. Has the energy problem been solved?"
"Although that kid Tony is annoying, the Arc Reactor he gave is really useful." Fury snorted, "Even if he doesn't admit it, the core technology of Stark Industries still serves S.H.I.E.L.D.."
He always has Plan B.
At this moment, the base's red alarm suddenly sounded, and the piercing sirens spread throughout the underground dock.
"Report! Radar detected a huge unknown object approaching at high speed!"
Fury's face darkened. "Where?!"
The soldiers in front of the operation desk shouted in fear, "Overhead! Right above our base!"
Everyone looked up suddenly. Through the observation window at the top of the base, they could only see the dark shadow of the ship, completely blocking the sunlight.
Cobra-class Destroyer was charging toward them at an angle, and the cannon muzzle on the bow slowly lit up with a light blue charging light.
"Damn it!" Fury's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
The next second, the two short-range Lance Defense Tower at the bow of the ship opened fire first.
Two light blue beams fell accurately, and the air defense positions, radar stations, and ground energy stations outside the base were instantly blasted into fireballs.
Immediately afterwards, the single-barreled light Macro-cannon let out a deep roar, and the shell accurately landed on the base.
In less than ten seconds, the base's ground defense, external communications, and radar scanning systems were all paralyzed.
Only the main structure of the underground dock remained intact.
Fury looked at the red damage report on the screen and gritted his teeth.
"Everyone retreat to the underground fortress! This base can withstand nuclear bombs. The other side can only send soldiers down. We have 30,000 combatants here and heavy weapons. Let's see what he can do to us!"
Just as Fury thought, Cobra-class Destroyer is not good at bombing, but this does not mean that Fu Haoran has no backup plan.
After all, Warhammer World, the most classic tactic is called gang-hopping warfare.
If nothing is decided, jump into a gang.
"Sir, all ground defenses have been destroyed, the entrance to the underground fortress has been locked, and the landing troops are ready." Wade reported.