Tony's fury, breaking with S.H.I.E.L.D.

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, a biting cold current frantically tore at the damaged outer shell of the Hulkbuster Armor.

Tony Stark's face was ashen, his eyes fixed on the Holographic Projection inside his visor. The cabin reeked of engine oil and the acrid smell of burning wiring, but he couldn't even breathe properly; he felt a fire burning in his chest.

" On F.R.I.D.A.Y., cross-reference the Siberia coordinates Lynn gave me, and at the same time, forcefully break through S.H.I.E.L.D..'s bottom-level firewall." Tony gritted his teeth, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Boss, S.H.I.E.L.D..'s internal network is undergoing a defense overhaul. Forcing a breach will trigger the highest level alert..."

"Smash it!" Tony slammed his fist on the control panel, the dull thud echoing in the cramped space. "I need to know just how much that blind Nick Fury has been hiding from me!"

A dark blue waterfall of data flashed across the screen. Three seconds later, the firewall was breached.

A file marked "Top Secret, December 16, 1991" was forcibly declassified.

On the Holographic Screens, blurry black-and-white surveillance footage began to play. A car crashed into a tree, and Howard Stark struggled to climb out of the vehicle. Immediately afterward, a man with long hair and a metal left arm walked into the frame, grabbed Howard's hair with one hand, and mercilessly slammed down with his metal Iron Fist.

Once, twice.

Blood splattered on the Surveillance Camera.

Tony's pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing became completely erratic. His chest heaved violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Lynn wasn't lying to him. The Hydra's Top Secret video was real. That monster with the metal arms, that bastard named Winter Soldier, killed his parents.

What terrified and enraged him even more was that the signature on the file with the highest access authorization clearly read Nick Fury's name.

"Sizzle..."

The communication channel was forcibly accessed by an external signal. Nick Fury's gloomy face popped up in the lower right corner of the Holographic Screens. The background was a dimly lit underground bunker.

"Stark, you need to calm down." Fury's single eye spoke with an unquestionable command. "Lynn is an extremely dangerous variable. He gave you the coordinates to use you as a pawn. Return to base immediately. S.H.I.E.L.D.. will deal with the remnants of Hydra..."

"Shut up, Fury." Tony's voice was icy cold, devoid of any of his usual mockery.

Fury frowned. "I'm doing this for the greater good! Howard is one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D.., and he wouldn't want you to ruin things for personal revenge..."

To hell with your grand strategy!

Tony finally snapped, roaring as he interrupted Fury, "You watched the video, didn't you? You watched that bastard smash my father's skull and then kept it from me for ten whole years! You had no qualms about letting me fund and finance your 'sacred cause' while treating me like a complete idiot!"

"Tony, listen to me..."

"From this day forward, Stark Industries and S.H.I.E.L.D.. have nothing to do with each other." Tony cut off the signal receiver module, his eyes like those of a mad wolf. "Don't try to track me anymore, or I'll expose all your shady secrets to the media."

The screen went completely black.

Tony stared intently at the flashing red dot on the radar. Lynn had calculated everything—his pride, his hatred. Even knowing it was a calculated scheme, Tony willingly walked into it.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y., load all Micro-Armor-Piercing Rounds- piercing rounds." Tony slammed the lever down. "Full speed ahead, target Siberia."

Iron Man has become the sharpest blade in Lynn's hands.

On the ruins Outskirts of New York.

Lynn watched the thruster's exhaust plume disappear into the night, a cold smile curving his lips.

"That Iron Man will kill for you?" Wanda asked, linking arms with Lynn. Dark red Chaos Particles swirled beneath their feet, crushing the surrounding rubble into dust.

"He didn't kill for me; he was avenging himself." Lynn turned his head, looking into Wanda's eyes, which held a morbid possessiveness. "Let's go, it's time for us to leave. Gwen Stacy, you stay here to provide backup."

"Why should I?" Gwen Stacy forward, the white patterns on her Ghost-Spider Suit gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Lynn pinched Gwen Stacy's chin with his other hand, his fingertips gently stroking her tense cheek. "The extreme cold of Siberia will affect your Bio-Electric Field, and I need someone I can absolutely trust to protect me. This is our territory, and I don't trust anyone but you."

This masterful use of diplomacy precisely struck Gwen Stacy's weak spot. The stubbornness in her eyes instantly transformed into deep infatuation, and she obediently nodded. "I'm not going anywhere, I'll wait for you here."

Wanda snorted coldly, too lazy to bother with this defeated opponent. She spread her five fingers, Scarlet magical energy instantly enveloped her and Lynn, transforming into a red shooting star that tore through the sound barrier and headed straight for Siberia.

The air currents at high altitudes were completely blocked by Chaos Magic.

"That S.H.I.E.L.D.. female agent, is she important to you?" Wanda leaned against Lynn's chest, her tone filled with undisguised jealousy. If Lynn nodded, she would definitely tear that woman named Natasha to shreds first.

Lynn lowered his head, his nose brushing against Wanda's earlobe. "She's just a handy tool. If a tool breaks, I'll find it too much trouble to find another one. But what bothers me more is that someone dares to touch what belongs to me."

A fierce, Scarlet glint flashed in Wanda's eyes, and a sickly smile curled at the corner of her lips, "Anyone who dares to touch your things, I'll tear their soul out and crush it."

Lynn gazed intently at the rapidly receding clouds below.

The remnants of Hydra are destined to become sacrifices in this Shura Field battle tonight.

Siberia, outside an abandoned missile silo.

The extreme cold blizzard, with temperatures dropping to minus forty degrees Celsius, swept across the icy plains like a knife.

Natasha leaned against the cold concrete wall, panting heavily. Her tight-fitting combat suit was torn in more than a dozen places; the blood that had just seeped from her skin froze into dark red shards, stinging her nerves.

In her left hand, she gripped a blood-stained hard drive tightly. It contained the core data from Hydra's transfer of "Winter Soldier Infiltration Plan."

"Bang! Bang!"

Heavy footsteps pierced the wind and snow, approaching from the end of the corridor.

The metal military boots crunched on the snow with a sickening sound.

A Mechanical Left Arm, gleaming with a cold silver light, tore through the wind and snow. Winter Soldier, stood expressionless, holding an assault rifle. The red five-pointed star on his shoulder shone brightly in the dim searchlight.

"Hand over the data." The Winter Soldier's voice was devoid of any human emotion as the gun barrel remained firmly locked onto Natasha's forehead.

Natasha spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Deep in her mind, the memory forcibly implanted by the system surged wildly. The rainy night in Budapest in 1999, the man who, to cover her retreat, pulled the control switch alone and detonated a high-explosive grenade amidst enemy encirclement.

Lynn.

"Want it?" Natasha pulled out the two remaining Tactical Dagger from her outer thigh, her eyes burning with a reckless, insane killing intent. "Take them yourself."

Without a word, the Winter Soldier placed his index finger on the trigger.

Just as he was about to fire.

At the far end of the snowfield, above the polar night sky, two destructive forces simultaneously tore through the wind and snow.

A blinding, dark blue flame erupted from the thruster's exhaust, accompanied by the ferocious roar of Heavy Armor breaking the sound barrier.

The other was Scarlet storm, as thick as blood, descending from the sky with a terrifying pressure that crushed all physical laws.

A fierce wind whipped up a flurry of snowflakes, causing Natasha's red hair to dance wildly.

Iron Man's revenge and Lynn's Yandere Witch both locked onto this icy wasteland.