A scream suddenly sounded on the phone, and then the signal suddenly stopped.
Tony punched the air, "They're taking action!"
"Sir!" JARVIS's voice sounded again, with rare anxiety, "Malibu's beach house was attacked! Ms. Pepper and Ms. Riri were kidnapped! The infiltrators destroyed all the reserve uniforms and the mansion... Ms. Maya Hansen was unfortunately killed in the attack."
The news was like a bolt from the blue.
The self-driving car vibrated slightly in the air, and Tony froze in the air, with frightening anger exuding from inside the suit.
"Where are they?!" Tony's voice roared like Beast, "Where were Pepper and my daughter taken?!"
"Ms. Pepper has activated the positioning beacon and is being taken to the north of the west coast."
Peter said in a deep voice, "Where was the president taken?"
"Tracking through mobile phone signals, the president is being taken northeast."
"One east and one west, two opposite directions." Peter looked at the red dots on the screen.
He turned his head and patted Tony on the shoulder of the suit. "Tony, I'll save the president, you go save Pepper and Riri."
Tony was stunned for a moment and looked at Peter with complicated eyes.
"Go ahead and save your family," Peter nodded heavily, "Just leave it to me."
"... Thank you, kid." Tony stopped talking nonsense, "JARVIS, give control of the remaining suits to Peter and assist him throughout the process."
"Understood, sir." JARVIS's system smoothly loaded into Peter's speed terminal.
Tony instantly changed direction and pushed the tail flame to the extreme, like a golden-red meteor piercing the night sky.
"Tony!" Peter shouted into the communicator.
"What's the matter?"
"When you come back this time, hurry up and put a ring on Pepper!" Peter grinned and hung up the communication.
The speeding car was speeding through the air, Peter leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed his temples.
The next opponents are a group of Extremis Virus warriors who have super strength, can breathe fire, and have self-healing factors, and there are quite a few of them. However, I only have fifteen suits and a flying car without any offensive weapons.
Gotta shake people up.
"Sassy, call Fury."
The phone rang twice before being answered, and Fury's furious voice came from inside. "Say!"
"The president has been kidnapped." Peter got straight to the point.
"I know! I'm dealing with this mess! If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"I have his real-time location," Peter said, "The other party is still moving. How soon can you summon Avengers?"
"Are you kidding me?" Fury said angrily.
"I'm serious," Peter said quickly, "Tony and I have been tracking the Mandarin. By the way, what did the military do?"
"Iron Patriot suddenly went crazy and snatched the president away on the runway! No one could react at all!" Fury gritted his teeth, "Advanced Idea Mechanics definitely did something."
"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Where is Avengers?"
"Thor is in Asgard, Hulk. You definitely don't want him to appear in this kind of mission, right?"
"Absolutely not." Peter said firmly.
"Here's the bad news. Captain, Hawkeye and Black Widow were transferred to Afghanistan a few hours ago to track down clues about the Mandarin."
"What? The Mandarin's base camp is clearly at Miami!" Peter frowned, "Who gave the transfer order? Who transferred them half a world away?"
There was silence on the other end of the communication for a moment, then Fury spat out a few words: "United States Vice President."
"The mole... the vice president is also one of theirs." Peter's eyes turned cold, "Fury, how many Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. can be mobilized? I will send you the coordinates of the end point in a moment, and be ready to take action at any time!"
"Okay, keep in touch." Fury paused and softened his tone a little, "By the way... I'm glad to see you back, kid."
Peter smiled, "Don't be too happy, Fury, I won't retire unless I make the rest of your hair turn gray this time."
"Oh, if you have the ability, try it." Fury hung up the phone.
Avengers had no hope, Peter decisively dialed the next number.
"Sassy, call Susan."
The phone rang several times, and Susan's sleepy voice came. "Peter? Why are you calling so late... It's only three o'clock in the morning."
"The president has been kidnapped," Peter got straight to the point, "Fantastic Four, can you get out?"
"What? President?" Susan woke up most of the time.
"A group of genetically modified high-risk mutant warriors captured the president. They have both self-healing and fire control capabilities, which are equivalent to dozens of humanoid self-destruction bombs."
"... Give us an hour."
"Don't worry, they haven't settled down yet. I'll send you the coordinates when they get there."
"Okay... by the way, we don't have flying tools now."
"I asked S.H.I.E.L.D. to pick you up." Peter sent a text message to Fury, and added to Susan, "I will help you build a flying car another day, so you don't have to pick him up every time you go out."
"Okay, okay, let's wait until the call is over." Susan hung up the phone.
Having Fantastic Four is not enough. In the movie, Tony fought in danger with forty suits. He must have enough hard power on his side to suppress the situation.
Peter gritted his teeth and pulled out another number. "Call Professor X."
The phone rang once and was picked up. "Peter? What happened?"
"Professor, the president has been kidnapped by a group of artificial mutant warriors. They have self-healing powers similar to Logan, have received military training, and can control fire. Avengers is not here, and I need support. This is an excellent opportunity to show Mutants's positive image to the public."
"Send me the coordinates and we'll be there shortly."
Two hours later.
An abandoned Roxxon offshore oil drilling platform.
President Ellis was imprisoned in the unresponsive Iron Patriot suit, and was hung by thick iron chains under a large crane at high altitude. Below, there were built cameras and a huge metal structure.
Peter hovered the flying car at a height of thirty to forty meters away and observed the movements below through the suit's telescope.
"Each unit reports status." Peter said to the communicator.
"Alpha Squad is ready." S.H.I.E.L.D. The captain of the 100-man commando team responded.
"Fantastic Four is in place." Reed's voice came calmly.
"This name sounds really stupid." Johnny complained next to him.
"Shut up, Johnny!" Susan scolded.
"X Squad has arrived in the scheduled airspace and is ready to take action at any time." Logan's rough voice sounded from the channel.
"Very good," Peter said solemnly, "According to the division of labor according to the plan: Alpha Squad will clear out the miscellaneous soldiers on the ground; Fantastic Four will be responsible for responding to emergencies and powerful targets; X-Men will be responsible for intercepting Killian and the Mandarin; I will take the suit to rescue the president."
On the platform below, the Mandarin, who was wearing a robe, was pushed in front of the camera by several men in black, preparing to start his next national live broadcast speech.
"JARVIS, act!"