Tony in New York watched the video and paused for a moment.
Immediately, he let out a heavy breath: "Can your drones perform data links? Those seem to be antiques."
Luke grinned. "Don't worry, I've just checked it. Dr. Zora's is not completely antique. Its hardware has been updated to some extent."
Tony: "So what are you waiting for? Open up the data links of your drones, the more the better, and leave everything to me."
Luke: "Will it delay your business?"
"I prefer to collect some 'special' collectibles rather than picking up junk." Tony laughed: "Dr. Zola was also one of the scientific research brains of Hydra."
Although his voice was smiling, his eyes were cold: the fat guy Zora actually smugly mocked his father Howard, saying that he was grateful to him for creating S.H.I.E.L.D. and resurrecting Hydra.
The eldest son felt that for such a person who did not respect his father, he must be caught, held in his hands, and his ancestors for eight generations must be severely studied.
Tony, who prefers electronics and mechanics, never does vivisection, but research procedures certainly do not count as vivisection.
As he thought about it, he took over the control of the drone that Luke had turned over.
Then the young master was speechless for a moment, his hands quickly operated on the virtual light screen, and he couldn't help asking: "Do you have to carry so many drones wherever you go?"
Luke handed over more than a hundred drones in one go, including not only a dozen small drones with particularly strong data computing capabilities, but also a medium-sized drone used for signal enhancement and switching.
This is much better than the small household water pipe that the young master had thought of before. It is almost like a large community water pipe.
The faster the data is transmitted, the more methods Tony and Jarvis can use, and the greater the chance of catching Dr. Zola.
Luke just hummed and said, "Hydra is really powerful. It launches missiles right away."
Tony paused for a moment, and soon spotted two missiles approaching rapidly from a medium-sized drone.
He wasn't worried about Luke, he just sent a message: "It's better not to let that old popsicle and the secretary die."
"I know." Luke: "But you have to catch it quickly. I can probably hold them back for an hour or two."
Tony: “Huh?”
Since Hydra launched the missiles, it proves that they knew Steve and Natasha were there.
With the speed of the SHIELD special operations team, they will arrive at the scene in twenty minutes at most.
The Bat-Team has no apparent conflict with SHIELD, so how can they delay it for an hour or two
The thought only flashed through Tony's mind and was then dismissed.
Batman is still very reliable. If he says one or two hours, then at least he can buy one hour and he doesn't need to worry too much.
Besides, it was just a minor problem.
At this moment, nothing could attract his attention more than Dr. Zora, who had transformed a living person into "real human intelligence".
While Luke was talking to Tony, he had quietly taken off into the air and was heading towards the two missiles.
In the evening sky, the two missiles with their tail flames were not very noticeable.
Luke didn't fly very high either.
If these two missiles were to destroy the underground base and kill Steve and Natasha, there would be only a few possible attack routes.
Luke hid himself in the most likely route, ready to calculate whether they intended to turn around.
But Hydra probably didn't consider that Steve and Natasha could intercept the missile.
It is difficult to intercept missiles at a certain location temporarily unless defenses are deployed in advance.
The two missiles obediently entered the route predicted by Luke.
He extended his telekinesis to the maximum extent, until it reached a hundred meters away.
At this distance, telekinesis has basically no attack or defense capabilities, and its only function is sensing, instantly locking onto two missiles.
Then, with the guidance of his telekinesis, Luke threw the missile that instantly arrived at his side into the storage space with a thought.
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Sitwell, who was hiding in a small dark room monitoring two missiles, was stunned because the missile signal was gone.
Of course, a missile without signal cannot transmit any images back, so now there is only black on the screen.
He immediately confirmed with the fighter pilot: "What's wrong with the missile? Why is there no signal here?"
The pilot also looked at the data on his fighter plane in confusion: "Report to the commander, I don't have their signal here either. Confirmed, the missile has lost contact."
Sitwell had a Wang Defa expression on his face: "How did it lose contact? Was it destroyed?"
Pilot: "I don't know, sir."
Sitwell: "Then fire it again."
Pilot: "Sir, I only have precision-guided bombs left, which may not be able to destroy the target."
It was an underground military base, and no corners were cut.
It's not a special bunker-buster bomb, so it's not easy to blow it up.
Sitwell: "Throw that down, too."
Less than ten seconds later, the pilot sent another "congratulatory message": "Sir, we have encountered an unknown attack, the fighter's engine is seriously damaged, and we must make an emergency landing."
Sitwell: "Who attacked you?"
Pilot: "Attacker unknown."
Sitwell: "…find your own place to land."
After saying that, he angrily interrupted the communication and connected to another channel: "Someone is helping the target intercept the missile and damaged the fighter plane. Captain Rumlow, please be alert when you land."
…
In the underground machine room a moment ago, Dr. Zola slowly and simply recalled the purpose of Hydra and the process of rebirth through the "shield": "... accidents are always inevitable."
The photos of Howard Stark, Nick Fury, and Steve on the screen were stamped with death one after another: "Hydra has created such a chaotic world that people are now willing to give up their freedom for safety... Once the purification process is completed, Hydra's order will rule the world. We won, Captain. Your sacrifice was meaningless."
Steve's face was gloomy, and he smashed the screen in front of him with a punch: "We won't let you succeed."
Zora laughed, and another screen lit up, revealing its green grimace again.
Natasha seized the opportunity and interrupted, "What's in the USB drive?"
Zora: "It's Project Insight. To purify this world, you need enough insight, so I wrote an algorithm."
Natasha asked, "What's the use of it?"
Zora: "The answer to this question is intoxicating. It's a pity that you are dying and can't hear it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the computer room suddenly closed.
Steve turned around and threw the shield out.
As a result, the door closed one step ahead of time and his Carmen tactics failed.
Steve caught the shield that bounced back.
Zola laughed again: “Because in ten seconds, two missiles will completely destroy this base.”
Steve gritted his teeth: "S.H.I.E.L.D..."
Zora: "Captain, you are really smart. It's a pity that you didn't realize that I was stalling for time."
Steve was already looking around, searching for a possible way out.
Zora: "Just accept your fate. It's good for both of us. We're all out of time, Captain."
Zora, who had transformed into data, seemed to have lost her fear of death and continued to speak calmly.
Then…
"Hmm?" Its voice suddenly showed a little doubt, and then a little surprise: "Who are you?"
Another voice suddenly sounded from the corner: "Excuse me, Dr. Zora. I think we still have a long time to get to know each other and deepen our relationship."