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"Battle suit?"

Tony's expression changed instantly, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"With the Russians' technological level? Could they even handle the combat suits? I doubt they could even miniaturize the reactor?"

Tony gave him a look that said, "Don't make me laugh, Tony."

Peter had some suspicions in his mind, but he didn't take them to heart.

"I don't know the specifics either." Natasha shook her head slightly.

"Although Melina is still affiliated with the Red House, she has actually been out of the inner circle for a long time, so she can't get more detailed information."

"Whatever~" Peter finally made the final decision:

"No matter what kind of technology they have, or how many experts they have, no matter how advanced their technology is, it's not as advanced as ours, and no matter how many experts there are, they're not as strong as us."

"I love hearing that!" Tony raised an eyebrow at Peter.

"Whatever tricks they have up their sleeve, the three of us will just push through!"

……

After the fighter jets flew at full speed for about three and a half hours, the holographic projection map showed that they were very close to their destination.

At the same time, the Wheel of Fortune also issued a reminder through the fighter jet's broadcast system:

"Warning! Numerous abnormal heat sources detected on the ground!"

As they spoke, the holographic projection switched to the ground screen.

In the scene, the seemingly desolate snowfield is moving silently.

Six huge circular metal covers flipped outwards like flower petals, revealing the dark launch silos below.

"Holy crap." Tony reacted faster than Peter because his suit's scanning system had already locked onto what was inside those launch silos.

"A total of eighteen surface-to-air tracking missiles produced by Hammer Industries, with a range sufficient to cover our current altitude."

"When did that good-for-nothing Hammer expand his business all the way here?!"

As Tony grumbled, eighteen missiles, trailing white plumes of flame, rose one after another from the launch silo, like a swarm of crazed white snakes, heading straight for the Quinjet.

"Can the fighter jet's interception system handle it?" Peter asked.

Tony glanced quickly at the radar screen and replied:

"At full speed, we can handle it with our higher speed and the anti-missile system on the fighter jet, but it will be difficult if we need to continue landing."

Upon hearing this, Peter immediately made a decision:

"This fighter jet isn't cheap to build. There's no need to spend a whole jet on a red house. Let's just make a quick landing. I'll leave the fighter jet to my magic."

As he spoke, Peter placed his hand on Natasha's body, and the black and gold suit instantly covered Black Widow's body like a liquid.

After Black Widow was dressed in her battle suit, Peter immediately gave the Wheel of Fortune the order.

The fighter jet's cabin door opened instantly, and the terrifying high-altitude airflow disrupted everything inside the cabin.

Under normal circumstances, passengers in the cabin would have a very high probability of being killed instantly if they were hit by this terrifying turbulence.

However, Natasha and Tony were completely unaffected by their suits and could easily fly out of the fighter jet against the strong airflow.

Compared to the two of them, Peter was even more of a show-off.

A layer of cyan, gentle shield had appeared in front of him without his noticing.

Despite the terrifying turbulence, he didn't even mess up his hair, and strolled leisurely to the hatch, where he performed a leap of faith.

"Shit~" Tony couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness when he turned around and saw this scene.

"Will this kid die if he doesn't show off?"

The moment Peter jumped out of the cockpit, the Quinjet's engine let out a sharp roar and began to maneuver at high speed in a manner that completely violated conventional flight mechanics.

Its speed was so great that the tracking missiles behind it could not keep up.

In the underground base below, three unidentified flying objects were seen plummeting rapidly from the sky.

The machine guns and turrets on the surrounding watchtowers, which were completely unmanned, opened fire automatically, and a barrage of bullets mixed with rockets attacked Peter and his two companions in the air.

Tony let out an excited shout, and the flames from the thrusters beneath his feet instantly expanded several times over, causing his flight speed to increase dramatically.

The flamboyant gold and red armor dodged missiles like a butterfly flitting among flowers, speeding across the snowfield at near-ground speed amidst a hail of bullets.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The bullets hit the armor but didn't even scratch the surface metallic coating.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In contrast, Tony's entire body instantly deployed—his hands, shoulder armor, chest—all weapon bays opened fire simultaneously.

Countless miniature missiles exploded like a shower of flowers, each one hitting the machine gun turrets and missile silos on the ground with pinpoint accuracy.

A chain of explosions created orange-red mushroom clouds on the snowfield, turning the white earth scorched black.

In just over ten seconds, the entire outer perimeter of the base was completely cleared away.

"Damn~"

Tony hovered steadily in mid-air, mimicking Peter's earlier leap of faith with his arms outstretched, and boasted with a smug look on his face:

"I'm absolutely stunningly handsome!"

Unfortunately, his coolness only lasted three seconds.

The massive, half-meter-thick alloy gate at the front of the base slid open with a roar, and a group of female agents dressed in leather and wielding electromagnetic weapons rushed out.

The sniper bullet, accelerated by electromagnetic force, struck Tony, although the impact was completely absorbed by the vibranium.

However, electromagnetic interference caused the Mark suit, which did not activate its shielding function immediately, to malfunction instantly.

Tony: ...

We're both just making cups, so why do people jump out and nitpick as soon as I start making them?

Tony, who was a little annoyed, originally wanted to go on a killing spree, but he immediately changed his mind after seeing the good looks of the female agents below.

"Peter, to be honest, this situation is more complicated than I thought... You know, I never hit women!"

On the other side, Natasha looked down at the young girls below, whose expressions were as empty and cold as machines, and felt a pang of unease in her heart.

Black Widow, known for her ruthless and efficient tactics in combat, was unusually moved by compassion:

"Peter, is there any way to control all these people without harming them?"

"You know, they're all actually a pitiful bunch, like..."

Natasha meant to say something like Bucky Barnes, Captain America's best buddy.

But considering that the name might make Tony red-faced and cause him to do something irrational, he swallowed his words for the time being.

However, even if she didn't say everything, Peter, who had already been intimate with her, could understand what she meant:

"I understand what you mean, leave it to me."

As they spoke, Peter, who was only made of flesh and blood, was faster than Tony and Natasha, who were using thrusters. He landed on the ground almost in the blink of an eye.

Then, Peter's calm gaze swept over the group of female warriors below.

The next second, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

Conqueror's Haki!

Under the influence of this domineering aura, these female warriors were powerless to resist and fell to their knees one after another.

It was as if... they knelt down in perfect unison to welcome their emperor!