Hawkeye said nothing as he hovered the Quinjet over a fork in the road, quickly adjusting his hands and feet to get his machine guns and missiles ready to fire.
Captain America Steve slapped the button to open the rear hatch.
Natasha was surprised: "You..."
Steve ran and jumped out of the cabin door: "We are sitting in the plane and can't provide any help."
Natasha immediately understood and caught up with Hawkeye, shouting to him, "Jump out of the plane after firing. Don't hold on."
Hawkeye hummed, paid attention to the images shared by Tony, and began to count down in his mind.
As for Natasha's proposal, it is actually similar to Steve's.
There are hundreds of aircraft following Tony. If this Quinjet opens fire and is exposed, it will be immediately besieged.
The Quinjet is not a Mark Armor. It has a thin skin and a large filling and is likely to be blown up in an instant.
So Hawkeye only has this one chance to fire, and then he has to abandon the iron coffin immediately.
Just as Natasha jumped out of the hatch, Tony rushed over and said only one sentence in the communication channel: "Fuck them hard."
Hawkeye opened fire immediately, with four missiles fired at slightly intervals in two waves, smashing the wall of a building several dozen meters away and blasting out countless broken concrete blocks, which were intercepted above the road.
At the same time, the automatic firing device of the machine gun was activated, and a long tongue of fire spurted out from under the belly of the aircraft, casting a deadly rain of bullets.
Several of the Chitauri aircraft chasing behind collided with concrete debris, lost control, and plunged into the nearby buildings and the ground, while several others were blown up by the hail of bullets from the fighter planes.
The aircraft that was originally chasing Tony suddenly turned and flew towards the Quinjet.
After Hawkeye launched the missile, he grabbed the folding bow beside him and rushed out of the rear hatch in a few steps.
He fell onto the top of a car more than ten meters below. The roof deformed with a loud bang and he rolled to the ground.
Ignoring the pain and numbness in his legs and body, Hawkeye ran and rushed to the bottom of the nearby building.
Without even looking at the scoreboard in the channel, he knew that he had shot down a dozen aircraft at most, and whether there were eighty or a hundred left, he would not be able to hold on.
But he finally used the fighter jet to help Tony buy some breathing time.
Hawkeye is fast, and the Chitauri aircraft is also fast.
They can beat the young masters and make them run everywhere. Their speed and flexibility are not inferior at all, and their numerical advantage makes them extremely difficult to deal with.
Hawkeye stole a handful of chickens and ran away. Just as the people rushed into the ground floor of the building, the Quinjet that was hovering and firing above their heads was hit by dozens of ion cannons and crashed to the ground.
Then hundreds of ion cannons followed, and the poor Quinjet was beaten to death and exploded directly.
A huge gust of air pushed in from behind, and Hawkeye pounced like a vicious dog, and after he jumped into a corner, he couldn't help but yelled, "Tony, are you done?"
This was a good opportunity. Dozens of aircraft gathered in this area for a short time because they turned to attack the Quinjet.
Tony then fired two missiles, which could blow up a large area.
The young man who had just rushed across the street a moment ago was cursing in his heart.
Hawkeye did a good job, but the Zeta Soldiers weren't stupid either.
Only a small part of the Chitauri aircraft turned to focus their fire on the Quinjet. There were still fifty or sixty aircraft following Tony, leaving him no chance to load the accessories.
It is not necessary to be absolutely still when loading the pendant, but in a fierce air battle like this, the pendant might be blown up before it gets close to him.
Just when he was feeling so upset, he suddenly heard a series of loud noises behind him, followed by a series of explosions.
Tony turned his head and saw a series of cars, motorcycles, bicycles, lamp posts, and billboards shooting out from the fork in the road, blocking the pursuers' path for a moment.
A huge figure dressed in black also rushed out from the side street, and the two machine guns on its shoulders made a deafening roar.
It's the King of the Iron Cage! Tony was overjoyed and turned into another side street, slowing down.
The pendants that had been patrolling nearby arrived immediately and separated in mid-air.
The first set of pendants on his body fell off and were then wrapped up by the second set of pendants.
In less than five seconds, the pendant was basically fixed, and Tony immediately flew back.
He had just been chased and beaten for almost two minutes. He couldn't swallow this humiliation. He was determined to get revenge where he was beaten.
But when he returned to Park Avenue, his eyes widened.
The extremely rampant cluster of Chitauri aircraft that had been chasing him just now was being beaten up by a group of people.
Including the King of the Iron Cage, a total of seven people wearing armor and accessories surrounded the group of Chitauri soldiers.
They had been lying in ambush on both sides of the street, forming a cross fire that caused the Chitauri to suffer a great loss in an instant.
The aircraft exploded in the air like popping beans, and in less than five seconds, more than half of the pursuing aircraft were destroyed.
The pink armor with black accessories closest to the Quinjet street fired a few missiles.
Just after the Quinjet was blown up, more than ten of the fifty aircraft that were turning around were killed instantly again.
By the time Tony finished changing his clothes and turned back, only one third of the more than one hundred aircraft were left.
Moreover, the few remaining enemies are still being hunted down and their numbers are decreasing rapidly.
Tony flew back and fired his double-handed assault cannons continuously, destroying more than a dozen aircraft. This small group of Chitauri troops was destroyed, and the whole process took less than twenty seconds.
In the special forces team, Mindy cheered again: "Oh yeah, I scored another 75 points. Thank you, Iron Cage sister, thank you, Ninja brothers."
The King of the Iron Cage said nothing and disappeared into the street.
Her instructions were to hunt the Chitauri while protecting her teammates.
Whether Mindy was grateful or not was none of her business.
The Ninja Team just smiled back, this was an emoticon sent by Splinter.
The war had to continue, and he didn't want his disciples to be complacent just because they had killed a few Chitauri soldiers.
Mindy is different. She is a little girl and should be innocent and lively.
Besides, this plan was completed by Mindy who communicated with Tony on the spur of the moment and confirmed that he would pass by Park Avenue, so they gathered them nearby.
When it comes to tactical acumen, this little girl is much smarter than the five masters and apprentices.
What could Tony say? He just said thank you and swooshed away.
Who is he? Tony Stark, the first genius on Earth.
I was saved by a little girl today. If I don’t say thank you, I would be shameless.
It wouldn't matter if Batman saved him. The two of them had been in debt to each other for so long that they had actually formed a tacit understanding.
In other words, friends can't be so calculating.
So even though he could easily be targeted by the big guys in the same class, he simply helped Batman set up a relief foundation to eliminate future troubles without considering any remuneration.
Not far away, Steve, Natasha and Hawkeye, who had just fought a few soldiers, were also quite surprised.
They didn't even have time to exert any strength, and that group of arrogant Chitauri were destroyed just like that