Chapter 364 If It Doesn’t Work, I Can Help. We Have Plenty of Big Ivans!

"Demolition man 1 and 2 have arrived at the target airspace and can strike at any time. Over!"

The two B2 bombers codenamed Demolition man adjusted their flight altitudes, and one of the pilots skillfully opened the communication channel to report to the headquarters.

"Wait a minute, No. 1! Look carefully below!"

The voice of another bomber pilot came into his ears. No. 1 slightly deflected the fuselage and turned his head to overlook the prosperous city below.

The expected scene of complete collapse did not appear, and he even saw many cars running towards the suburbs.

"What's going on?"

No. 1 was a little confused and looked further away until he saw several huge monsters slowly emerging from the portal below, and then he realized how serious the situation was.

"Damn, what the hell is that!"

Even though the two pilots were experienced, they never expected that the so-called aliens would be so outrageous and weird.

"Attention, Demoman No. 1 and No. 2! Your mission is to cover friendly forces to block the enemy's attack, and assist friendly forces to take emergency measures when necessary. Do not make contact with the enemy without authorization!"

Hearing the order sent back by the command center in the communication channel, the two pilots looked at each other in the air.

"Demoman No. 1 and No. 2 understand!"

After determining the mission target, the two pilots tacitly switched the communication channel to an independent frequency band.

"It says to assist friendly forces to take emergency measures. Does that mean..."

"Not sure."

Without giving his comrade a chance to continue, No. 1 interrupted No. 2's speech after realizing that something was wrong.

Although the conversation between the two was on an independent frequency band, there would still be people monitoring and recording it, and some words could not be said casually.

No. 2 obviously understood what No. 1 meant, so he did not continue the discussion.

But at this time, both of them knew that those people above might have considered giving up the city of New York.

Looking at the vehicles and people still fleeing below, No. 1 and No. 2 felt a little complicated.

If Colonel Rhodes and his men failed, the several tons of bombs behind them would be the penultimate line of defense to stop the enemy's attack!

"Jarvis, are those two planes carrying tactical nuclear bombs?"

Realizing that General Ross's "support" had arrived, Tony dealt with the enemy troops around him while shifting his attention to the two B2 bombers in the sky.

"According to the information currently available, Edwards Air Force Base has carried 80 MK82 low-drag general-purpose bombs on each of these two bombers, and no nuclear weapons."

Hearing this, Tony breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Security Council was not stupid enough, and it was clear that it was not yet time to completely overturn the table.

"Rhodey, they are your family. You are the one who will communicate with them on the plane. Don't let them use the bombs unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"I know what to do."

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"The two bastards in the Stark family are unreliable. We can't let Nick Fury put all his treasures on them. We can't afford to lose."

Director Priss looked at the members of the Security Council on the screen, and seriously told others his views, hoping to get their support.

"Director Priss, I think you should know what that piece of land means?"

Director China frowned. He didn't quite agree with the other party's approach. That was tens of thousands of ordinary people. It was too arbitrary to say sacrifice and give up.

"Of course I know!"

Director Priss stared at the bull's eyes and replied fiercely:

"But if we don't do this, then we will lose more than just that piece of land!"

Seeing that the other party was so persistent, Director China shook his head helplessly.

"Since you have made up your mind, I have nothing to say."

The Chinese director abstained from voting. He did not want to get involved in this matter. Anyway, this matter happened in the backyard of the United States. Since Priss had already determined to overturn the table, he had nothing to say.

It was just a pity for the local civilians. They could withstand natural disasters but could not escape man-made disasters.

"I agree!"

Compared to the kind-hearted Chinese director, Director Ivanov, who always sang against Priss, was particularly active at this time. Especially after seeing Priss's firm and serious expression, the old man wanted to send someone to help Priss solve this problem.

"Don't worry, this time I decided to unconditionally agree with your decision! How about it, is there anything you need help with? If it doesn't work, I can help you get rid of the trouble forever. We have a lot of Big Ivans here!"

The Chinese director secretly laughed when he heard this. This old man, it's okay to have fun, but he actually wanted to go up and stir things up. He really took Priss as a fool.

"No need!"

Just as the Chinese director thought, Priss was able to sit in the position of director, so he was naturally not a fool, nor a sucker. He could certainly see Ivanov's plan.

But what could he do?

It was all the fault of that damn Stark, who had to build the reactor in the center of New York. If he had built it in the Pacific, how could he still have to fight against these bastards under the pressure from the president?

Damn it!

Seeing that two directors had already voted in favor, and even Russia, which had always been at odds with the United States, had expressed its approval, then Britain and France, as NATO countries, had no objection.

In the end, Director Priss's proposal was passed with four votes in favor and one abstention.

The authorized Director Priss was no longer willing to continue talking nonsense with these guys, and immediately cut off the communication and contacted General Sheffield, who had been prepared for a long time.

"Let your plane take off!"

After receiving the order, Sheffield's face had no expression. After taking a deep look at Director Priss, he picked up the phone beside him and issued the order.

At the same time, an F22 Raptor fighter carrying a tactical nuclear missile slowly took off from the runway of a secret base, and then kept a very low posture and flew low over the sea, trying to avoid the radar system of SHIELD and fly to New York.

However, he underestimated the radar coverage of the SHIELD's aerospace carrier. Almost as soon as he revealed his intention, he was noticed by SHIELD in the sky because of his strange flight path.

"Sir! The radar system detected an F22 fighter approaching New York at a low altitude and at a very high speed!"

Agent Hill, who realized that the visitor was not friendly, immediately turned to report to Nick Fury.

After hearing this, Nick Fury hurriedly looked at the screen beside him. The radar system indeed showed that a US fighter marked with the words F22 was approaching the war zone at a very high speed.

"Stop him for me! Quick! Don't let him launch a nuclear bomb!"

However, it was too late to send fighters to intercept. Even if the most powerful Quinjet was sent, it would be difficult to intercept the enemy before the other party launched a missile.

"Let me go!"

Just at this moment, a slightly lame accent suddenly came from the communication channel. It didn't sound like an American at all, but more like a Russian.

Upon hearing this, Agent Hill immediately called up the information of the person on the communication channel, which clearly read "Nikolai, a pilot of Team C of the Rapid Reaction Force"!

"I still have an air-to-air missile on my plane, which should be able to kill that guy!"

Nikolai looked at the battlefield below the city firmly. He would never allow those damn guys to sacrifice their teammates in this way, never!

Without hesitation, Nikolai pushed the throttle at hand and increased the output power of the Quinjet fighter under his seat to the maximum.

He must shoot down the pilot before he completes the nuclear bomb launch, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!

"I understand."

Agent Hill looked at Nikolai's detailed information and knew why the other party was so determined to volunteer.

"You only have one chance, you must not miss it."

"Don't worry, I have never missed it!"

Nikolai responded with a smile, and then also lowered the flight altitude of the fighter, and at the same time turned on the optical camouflage module of the record, completely turning into a ghost hidden in the sky.

"We are about to reach the target airspace, and the nuclear bomb is ready."

At this time, the F22 fighter pilot has not yet realized that this mission is already his last flight in his life.

Beep beep~

Looking at the F22 slowly appearing in his sight, Nikolai's face showed a touch of excitement.

"You are really easy for me to find."

Unhesitatingly operating the fire control radar to lock, without giving the other party time to react, Nikolai decisively pressed the launch button on the joystick.

"Get down, Suka!"