The sharp greatsword sliced through the iron door without resistance, followed immediately by a brutal kick.
With a clang, the iron door flew inward and crashed onto the floor.
The impact echoed loudly. Nick Fury poked his head inside; this was his first time at this base.
Beyond the door was a corridor built from metal grating, with a bottomless drop beneath it like a missile silo.
The walls were circular and impossibly smooth. The only route down was an elevator standing in the very center.
"I need a helper," Nick Fury said, turning around.
"I'll go down with you. Wade can help too. Deathstroke will guard the door."
Miao Mu tucked his pistol into his waistband, dragged Wade forward, and tossed him ahead to scout the way. Still, he had to phrase it properly: "Captain, you lead the way!"
There was no time to waste. Nick Fury hurried forward; every second counted now.
Deathstroke turned to look at the soldiers charging in from outside and spun the alloy greatsword in his hand.
Cutting off their limbs did not count as killing, right?
On the parade ground outside.
Tony Stark was practically a war fortress. He had already blown up three armed helicopters flying overhead.
Iron Monger had originally merely been a Big Man, but now he was a terrifying arsenal. Even his fingers carried miniature missiles, while his legs were fitted with two ammunition launchers.
With this kind of suppressive firepower, even a reinforced regiment would be rendered completely useless by Tony Stark.
Inside the base building, Batman and Captain America were fighting the soldiers for control of the surveillance room and command center.
"I must've slept through my alarm today. I never should've smoked leaves. I'm actually seeing Captain America here. This is just..."
A helmeted soldier holding