That's enough to drive anyone crazy.
Just based on the function of healing wounds and stopping bleeding, nanoworms can be regarded as a groundbreaking technological product.
If it could really achieve the ideal state that this man described, this thing would be even more exaggerated than Luke’s nano armor.
The armor designed by a paranoid person is always external, but the nanoworms designed by Mars Industries will circulate in the human body and can completely become a part of the human body.
After being injected with nanoworms, ordinary people can achieve full visual protection and injury treatment from the inside out with just a thought.
This can be considered a weakened version of the tempered + self-healing complex.
If used in reverse, if the nanoworms want to kill a person, they only need to block a small blood vessel in the body's important organs, causing the death of an ordinary person in minutes.
To kill someone using this method, an ordinary person would need less than a gram of nanoworms.
Luke asked the key question: "Can their technology be industrialized? Can it be widely disseminated?"
Natasha shook her head. "I haven't found out about this, but recently Mars Industries will be trading a batch of unknown goods to French officials. I only know that it is something with a high level of confidentiality."
Luke was surprised: "Huh? Not for Hydra?"
Natasha raised her lips. "Mars Industry involves many countries. Britain and France have a lot of say, so they will definitely enjoy the fruits of their labor first. But the news about the shipment of goods is not only known to me. Hydra has also been informed by some people in Mars Industry."
Luke understood: "If Hydra takes them away directly, then the responsibility for the loss of the nanoworms will have nothing to do with Mars Industries?"
Natasha: "That's probably the case. What's more important is the losses caused afterwards, which has nothing to do with the Martian industry. Once these European countries have seen the power of nanoworms with their own eyes, they may invest more money and provide more convenience."
Luke nodded: "Kill two birds with one stone. If successful, the profit will be huge, and if failed, there is no risk. It is indeed a good deal. What are your plans?"
Natasha chuckled: "If Hydra can rob French officials, then of course we will rob Hydra."
Luke also laughed: "That's right, you definitely didn't come to me to reason with them."
Hearing this, Natasha smiled and shook her head: "No, no, no, I've seen a lot of videos of you explaining things. In fact, you can talk to them properly."
Most people who have listened to Batman's preaching were either sent to the hospital or the police station, with very few exceptions.
Because this person always speaks his truth with his fists.
Luke didn't care: "Then we need to make a robbery plan to target Hydra's robbery plan."
Natasha smiled, but her hands were not slow. She quickly retrieved the information she had found: "Mars Industries' finished nanoworms may be stored in two locations. One is the safe in the basement of the headquarters, and the other is the Nano Research Institute. We must each keep an eye on one..."
Luke laughed in his heart: If you were not so busy and had to ensure success on both sides, you would probably have to eat alone.
As a major debtor to the boss, her equipment now is not much worse than Phil's.
The current Natasha can beat ten Black Widows from a few years ago.
Equipment crushing is so unreasonable.
This is one of the reasons why Natasha had the courage to chase Hydra alone.
Luke was not angry, but directly made an offer: "This mission will be switched to a cooperative mode. You provide news and preliminary intelligence, plus follow-up. The contribution is tentatively 50%?"
"Tentative?" Natasha was delighted, but still had to ask clearly.
Luke: "Depending on our actual contributions, the maximum split will be 30% to 70%, provided that you can contribute 70% in the mission."
"Deal." Natasha agreed immediately.
Switching to a cooperative model means that she doesn't need to pay points as remuneration, and she can get 50% of all the profits.
This is just like how the investment in blockbuster movies is often shared by several large companies.
It’s not that a company cannot invest so much, but doing so can share the risks and pressure, increase the success rate and obtain more profits.
If Natasha wants to eat all by herself, she will most likely get nothing. 100% of the gain is naturally meaningless.
Now the odds are 50-50 to 30-70, which is almost certain.
Will Batman return empty-handed? Obviously not.
As long as she is involved, it will be a collaboration between the Avengers and the Bat-Team, and Tony will be entitled to a share of both the nanoworm entity and technology afterwards.
Brothers should settle accounts clearly.
In order to get these benefits, Tony must also give Natasha enough points.
Maybe she can pay off a lot of debts from the big boss. It won't be difficult to borrow again if she pays back what she borrows!
…
Lieutenant Duke sat in the armored vehicle, casually responding to his good friend Ricord's occasional dirty talk.
Duke is much more serious than his friend who always seems to be rapping.
His eyes were always scanning the instruments and outside the window, and his ears were paying attention to the communications inside the plane.
This is a big job. If you complete it successfully, you will have at least two or three days of vacation. If you don’t do it well, you will have to wait for training and extra practice when you go back.
It is now night, and the escort convoy has arrived within 40 kilometers of the base. It will take at most 40 minutes to deliver the items and complete the mission.
This made Duke feel a little more relaxed.
Suddenly, Ricode, who was chatting, looked at the instrument panel, then looked outside the car, and said in a strange tone: "We have entered the 40-kilometer range of the base just now, right?"
Duke hummed.
Ricord: "Isn't there a patrol on duty at 40 kilometers? You even got a pass before you set out. Wow, it's only 39 kilometers now."
Duke was startled, then he picked up the intercom and said, "Everyone, be alert. There is something unusual going on. Chicken No. 1 and No. 2, what have you found?"
Above the convoy, two Apache helicopters waited for a moment and sent back replies saying "nothing unusual".
Duke frowned: "Contact the base and ask them where the patrol is."
Just as he said that, he heard a hasty warning from the Apache pilot on the intercom: "An unidentified flying object has been spotted. It's in front of us. It's firing. Get out of the way~~~"
Amid the long roar, Duke felt two thick blue lights streaking across the night sky ahead.
boom!
In the intercom system, the voice of the Apache captain code-named Chicken Two suddenly disappeared.
Then the ground was illuminated by the fire above the sky.
The wreckage of various Apaches with sparks of fire and lightning fell down one after another, and the metal fragments made the armored vehicles clang.
Then with a loud bang, only a small half of the wreckage of the aircraft crashed onto the side of the hillside.
Duke yelled into the walkie-talkie: "Enemy attack! Chicken crashed under attack. All teams, please be careful. If you encounter a suspicious target, open fire directly."
Chicken No. 1, whose wingman was shot down, was faster than his orders and just responded with a sound, and two Sidewinder close-range combat missiles whizzed out.
The machine gun under the nose of the plane also started firing, and a chain of fire swept towards a strange fighter plane a few hundred meters away.