Ye Mo's finger was still on the pause button on the recorder, the waveform on the screen still scrolling. Battery 72%, signal stable, the Vibranium plate still warm against his palm. He didn't look up, his voice low. "That was just a warm-up; the main course is coming."
Tony straightened up, leaning against the wreckage of the armor, his left arm's power system still smoking. He swung his arm a couple of times, the metal joints clicking. "This plan sounds like a hastily put-together Wi-Fi router. What if it doesn't connect?"
"We can keep up." Ye Mo pressed the recorder close to his chest. "We're not trying to beat them, we're trying to exploit their rhythm weaknesses. Their synchronized movements are actually their weakness."
Thor stood in the corner, Mjolnir planted in the ground, tiny sparks crackling at his fingertips. "When do you think I should make my move?"
"At the very instant Tony made his move," Ye Mo said, looking at him, "You unleash a low-frequency thunderstorm, pressing the frequency to the neural synchronization zone. Not too early, not too late, it must collide with the electromagnetic pulse."
Emma Frost stood to his right, the cracks on her arm not yet completely healed. She spoke, "I will use Diamond Form to reflect the aftershocks, forming a ring-like diffusion to amplify the vibrations."
"Yes." Ye Mo nodded. "Your body is the amplifier. Once the energy field is formed, I'll use the Vibranium plate to emit Buzzing Wave that will directly pierce their coordination center."
Tony frowned. "So you're the one who's cleaning up last? What if something goes wrong earlier? You can't handle it all by yourself."
"Then everything will crash," Ye Mo said. "Not even a second off. We have to be perfectly synchronized, like four people pressing the same switch at the same time."
The parking lot was silent for a few seconds.
Tony flexed his wrist, and the armor emitted a self-check beep. "My electromagnetic module is still usable, but the output is unstable. It can only withstand high-intensity interference for a maximum of three seconds."
"Three seconds is enough." Ye Mo brought up the Buzzing Protocol model. "Look at this indentation; it's the most vulnerable window for their neural signals, lasting exactly 0.3 seconds. We only need to complete the superposition within this 0.3 seconds."
Thor asked in a deep voice, "How can we ensure that the timing is consistent?"
"I'll be the metronome," Ye Mo patted the recorder on his chest. "It will calculate the optimal trigger point and automatically issue the command after a three-second countdown. You just need to execute it when I yell 'Go!'"
Emma Frost looked at him. "When did you start thinking so meticulously?"
"When we were running for our lives just now," Ye Mo smirked, "My brain works the fastest when I'm running. I noticed that they always have a 0.3-second warning before they attack, like a program loading. This kind of system isn't afraid of a fierce attack, but it's afraid of resonance. As long as the frequency matches, it will explode with the slightest touch."
Tony scoffed. "Sounds like metaphysics."
"It's not some kind of mysticism, it's a bug." Ye Mo pointed to the light screen. "They synchronize using external signals, and the more synchronized their movements, the easier it is to interfere. The four of us have different energy sources, and when combined, they can create complex Shockwave. Their system can't handle this kind of noise, so it gets overloaded."
Thor raised his hammer, lightning gathering around him. "Then let my lightning be the signal."
"Don't steal the line." Ye Mo glanced at him. "This time, it's not just you banging on the door; everyone's tearing down the wall together."
Emma Frost suddenly spoke up, "I believe you."
The voice wasn't loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.
Tony glanced at her, then looked at Ye Mo: "Fine, I can't fix this armor anyway, might as well take a gamble."
Ye Mo didn't respond, but looked down to check the equipment. The antenna connection was normal, the Vibranium plate was at a suitable temperature, and it could still support a complete release. He re-secured the police car antenna and confirmed that each teammate's position was within range.
"Now let's divide the tasks." He looked up. "First, Tony, release an electromagnetic pulse to disrupt their main frequency band, like suddenly unplugging a power cord."
Tony nodded. "Understood, disruption first."
"The second step is for Thor to simultaneously unleash low-frequency thunderstorms to create a resonant field, with the frequency pressed down to the resonant region of their nerve signals."
Thor crossed his hands on the hammer handle. "The storm is ready."
"Thirdly, Emma Frost immediately used Diamond Form to reflect the aftershock, creating a ring-like diffusion that amplified the oscillation into a shockwave."
Emma Frost closed her eyes and concentrated, her skin shimmering with a subtle light. "Amplification ready."
"I'll finish this off." Ye Mo gripped the Vibranium plate in his palm. "Use the Buzzing Wave to precisely pierce their coordination center, causing the entire system to overload and crash."
He scanned the three men. "One second off, and we lose everything. We must be on the same frame."
Tony shrugged. "Are you sure you can time this 'frame' perfectly?"
"I don't need perfect precision," Ye Mo said. "As long as you follow my orders and move in unison, it will be successful."
Thor asked, "What if someone is half a beat slower?"
"Then all our efforts will be in vain." Ye Mo stared at him. "We're not competing to see who can hit harder, but who can time things more precisely. This isn't a fight, it's surgery. If the incision is off by even a millimeter, the patient will die."
Emma Frost opened her eyes. "We'll do whatever you say."
Tony sighed. "Okay, although I still feel this plan is like a remote control taped together, I'll play along."
Ye Mo didn't smile; his finger moved to the start button. The countdown hadn't started yet, but the rhythm was already beating in his mind.
"Status confirmed," he said. " Tony, how long can the electromagnetic module last?"
"Power off for three seconds, then automatically reduce frequency."
"That's enough." Ye Mo noted it down. " Thor, can the frequency of thunderstorms be precisely controlled?"
"It can be compressed to the earth's resonance point," Thor replied, "To resonate with the thunder."
" Emma Frost, how wide can your reflection cover?"
"Within a 20-meter radius of me, there are no blind spots," she said. "The crystal structure is activated and can be amplified at any time."
Ye Mo nodded and adjusted the angle of the recorder. The waveform on the screen continued to scroll, and the frequency curve was clearly visible.
"Remember," he said, "We only have one chance. They won't give us a second chance to adjust."
Tony grinned. "So your palms were sweating because you were nervous?"
"No." Ye Mo rolled his eyes. "I just don't want the three of you to hold me back."
"Hey," Tony pointed at him, "You're the weirdo who's all nerdy in a hoodie."
"At least I didn't wear my armor like a pair of flowery shorts," Ye Mo retorted.
Emma Frost coughed lightly. "Can you two please stop arguing?"
"She's protecting you." Tony laughed. "You're doomed, bro, your image is about to collapse."
Ye Mo glared at him but didn't reply. He looked down at the equipment; the battery was at 71%, and the signal strength remained unchanged. Everything was ready.
"One last check," he said. " Tony's in charge of the interference, Thor's creating the resonance field, Emma Frost's amplification and diffusion, and I'll finish it off. The order can't be messed up, and the timing can't be off."
The three nodded in turn.
Tony cracked his knuckles, his armor clicking; Thor gripped his hammer, electricity crackling around him; Emma Frost closed her eyes, her skin shimmering; Ye Mo fixed the recorder to his chest, calibrating the antenna.
"Is everything ready?" he asked.
"We'll wait for your order," Emma Frost said.
"Then stop talking nonsense." Tony shrugged. "Get started, my armor is about to give way."
Ye Mo took a deep breath, his finger hovering above the start button.
He knew this moment was different from before. Before, it was about escaping for one's life; now it was about fighting back. Before, it was about fighting individually; now it was about four people as one. He was no longer the transmigrator hiding in a corner looking for a way to survive, but the commander standing at the heart of the formation.
"The countdown will begin in three minutes," he said. "Everyone, move to your designated positions, remain silent, and wait for my signal."
Tony stood at the left entrance of the passage, Thor moved to the center, Emma Frost leaned against the right wall, Ye Mo stayed where he was, with his back against the concrete pillar.
The four people are arranged in a diamond shape, with the recorder emitting light in the center.
Ye Mo looked at them and suddenly felt that the scene was somewhat familiar. It didn't feel like a movie, but rather like a college group project where they were rushing to finish a PowerPoint presentation at the last minute, with four people of completely different styles coming together to complete an impossible task.
But he knew this time it would succeed.
Because he wasn't operating it alone.
He is the metronome.
He is the switch.
He was the sharpest blade that made that cut.
He raised his hand, ready to press the start button.
Tony suddenly spoke up, "Wait."
Ye Mo stopped.
"You really think this will work?"
Ye Mo looked at him, her eyes calm.
"It has to work, even if it doesn't."
He pressed the start button.
The waveforms on the light screen began to scroll faster.
The countdown hasn't started, but the data stream is already moving.
All four eyes were fixed on Ye Mo.
His finger hovered over the final command key once again.
The parking lot lights flickered.
Thor's hammer lifted slightly off the ground.
Emma Frost's skin has become completely crystalline.
Tony's armor glowed red.
Ye Mo opened his mouth, about to speak--
His Adam's apple bobbed.