Chapter 150: Let’s Go Down and See if It’s True.

It's mid-July, and nearly two weeks have passed since the last incident.

Since the entire case was investigated by the SHIELD branch in Canada, it was difficult for Coulson to intervene, so he could only get a rough idea.

The deceased died, the accomplice was killed, the mastermind committed suicide, and the key figures in the entire case were all dead, so the Canadian police had no choice but to declare the case closed.

At that time, the insurance company compensated Perez's family a large sum of money, and they stopped pursuing the case.

By the way, Bennett did not register his marriage, but he had a fiancée and an adopted daughter.

Neither of them admitted to having met Perez. After investigation by the Canadian police, no evidence was found to prove that they were involved in the case and they had to drop the case.

Since the victim's family members are no longer pursuing the case, Coulson has stopped asking questions, so there seems to be no follow-up to this matter.

Except for Leni, the members of the investigation team no longer paid attention to this matter. After all, they had more important things to do.

"Wait a minute! I found something here!"

Noticing the rapid alarm sound coming from the metal detector, Fitz shouted excitedly.

"Same here, he looks like a big guy!"

Meester, who was operating another detector, also reported good news. The data fed back by the sonar and radar systems showed that there was something strange under the ice!

Coulson hurriedly organized the data fed back by the three devices onto the large screen in the cabin.

In order to make everyone see it more intuitively, Fitz turned all the data into a visual hologram, and a fighter wing twice as long as a Quinjet appeared on the holographic image.

"This can't be..."

Skye murmured in disbelief.

"Melinda, move 50 meters to the right!"

Colson's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement. His intuition told him that he might have really found it this time!

Melinda didn't say much in the driver's seat. She slowly lowered the output power of the two turbine engines and lowered the Quinjet a little further.

Then adjust the flaps and slowly turn, and control the fighter to slowly fly a certain distance to the right.

As the detector under the fuselage swept across the ice, the figure of the big guy became more and more obvious on the big screens of everyone in the cabin, until finally it was completely revealed.

"The surface is covered with nearly two meters of ice. No wonder those satellites and helicopters didn't detect it!"

Simmons had a strange look in his eyes, and then said excitedly:

"This should be the fighter plane piloted by that gentleman, right?"

Leni took off her seat belt and got up from the passenger seat.

"Isn't that right? We'll find out when we go down and take a look. The ice thickness in this area is pretty good. We'll land if we can!"

Fitz and Meister looked at each other, quickly analyzed the structure of the ice below, and finally confirmed a relatively safe landing position.

"The cabin is cooling down, everyone changes clothes, let's go down and take a look at this old guy!"

Leni's words were a double hit. When she saw the shape of the aircraft drawn on the holographic image, she had already confirmed that it was the Hydra fighter plane.

The old guy refers not only to this high-tech fighter plane that crashed in 1945, but also to an old popsicle who has been sleeping on the plane for more than 70 years.

Melinda also had a rare expression of emotion on her face. She kept moving her hands and controlled the fighter plane to land slowly according to the position indicated by Fitz.

As the Quinjet's landing gear touched the ice, Melinda said something over the communicator.

"I won't go down anymore. Remember the video. I want to watch it when I get back!"

Leni gave a thumbs up behind her, meaning to reassure Melinda that she was well prepared.

Taking out the GoPro from the void and turning it on, making sure that the camera function was turned on, Leni stood at the front of the line.

"I'll go down first. Simmons just checked that there are no polar bears around, but for safety reasons I'll go ahead."

The cabin door slowly opened, and dry and cold air poured into the cabin.

In order not to disturb Melinda in the cockpit, Leni motioned for everyone to follow her, and then quickly walked off the plane.

"The ice surface is very solid. Please pay attention to the ice cracks under your feet and don't hurt your feet."

After giving the warning, Leni took the lead and walked towards the cabin location marked on the laptop.

"How big is this thing?"

Skye followed behind everyone, looking around from time to time.

Although Simmons said that there are no polar bears around here, who can guarantee that there will not be any blind ones that will come over when they are not paying attention.

According to Simmons, that thing’s nose is much more sensitive than a dog’s!

"The Hydra Valkyrie giant bomber is equipped with two jet engines and eight piston engines, with a wingspan of 540 feet (approximately 164.592 meters). It can carry multiple suicide single-man rotary-wing bomb aircraft..."

Fitz called up the records about this fighter plane in SHIELD's database and said plausibly.

"All in all, it's pretty big."

Not wanting to hear Fitz continue chanting, Leni interrupted his narration, stopped and squatted down to sweep away the hoarfrost on the ice with her hands.

The temperature in the Arctic is extremely low, the air is extremely dry, and there is no large amount of water vapor in the sky, so there is almost no snow in the Arctic.

The thin layer of snow on the ice is actually blown by cold wind from other places.

Or simply frost.

The ice was very thick. Just for the raised cockpit of the fighter plane under their feet, the ice was nearly two meters thick.

Without large mining equipment, Lainie and the others would have to work hard to get rid of this layer of ice.

"Should we notify the Polaris?"

The first thing Skye thought of was to seek help.

The Polaris carried large salvage and mining equipment, so it would be much easier to deal with this bomber.

"Don't worry, there are many people on the ship, and the salvage work will be done later. Let's see if we can get into the cabin first."

Coulson shook his head. He had a hunch that Steve Rogers might be on this plane.

Lainie had the same idea as Coulson, and this little ice surface was not difficult for her.

"Stand behind me, stay away."

Seeing Lainie's plan, everyone hurriedly went around Lainie's back and watched from a distance.

Mester had a hint of amusement in his eyes, but fortunately, the sunglasses blocked the view of others and they didn't notice it.

I saw a flash of light between Lainie's hands, and the focused flamethrower that had been used once before reappeared.

Without delay, Lainie slightly lowered the nozzle of the flamethrower and pulled the trigger with her finger.

A fierce high-temperature flame spewed out, and after touching the ice surface, it turned into a fan-shaped spread to the surroundings.

As the temperature of the flame continued to rise, bursts of heat began to dissipate to the surroundings, and the surrounding air began to become humid.

Under the continuous scorching of the blue high-temperature flame, after a while, the ice layer in front of Lainie began to thin, gradually forming an ice pit.

The temperature in the center of the pit was thousands of degrees, and the thick ice surface did not even have time to melt into water, and it directly vaporized and dissipated.