Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1090 Chapter [-] Rose's preparation (second more)
Facing this statement, Thaddeus E. Ross just smiled, then squinted his eyes and looked at the German Foreign Ministry vehicle slowly approaching from the other side of the airport, completely ignoring Tony Stark's protest.If the next presidential election is won by the Democrats, he will be awarded Tony Stark as Secretary of Defense while he becomes Vice President.That position will have the authority to enforce the Sokovia Accords within the United States and have oversight over all capability enhancers within the United States and in Europe.Secretary of State Ross knows that Tony Stark wants to protect the Avengers, so he will never give up that position, not to mention that the best way to implement the "Sokovia Agreement" is to let an Avenger supervise the implementation. Build trust in government for both citizens and empowerers.

This is a decision made by an entire interest group, and even a wealthy man like Tony Stark cannot resist it.

"People from the German Foreign Office are here." Thaddeus E. Ross said calmly. "Get in the car and figure out how to greet your old friends. Be mature, you are not a child anymore, don't let us down Stark, think about how much support we have given you." Then he pretended to remember something, "Did you know that one of the assets of S.H.I.E.L.D. is a superhuman prison? Now we have taken over , It seems to be called Raft Prison?"

"You bastard!" Tony Stark was angry and anxious.

He glared at Secretary of State Ross, and got into the car of the German Foreign Office without looking back.The German police are ready and ready to escort the convoy.But even in the air-conditioned car, Tony Stark's forehead was still covered with cold sweat, because he caught a glimpse of a very abstract eye pattern on the golden brooch pin of Secretary of State Ross - the all-seeing eye, He knows the meaning of this pattern and Stark has seen it more than once on the logos of various foundations including Rothschild (including Château Mouton Rothschild), and he has been asked by Salomon more than once He had warned about the significance of this sign, but he just didn't expect that those seemingly conspiracy theories actually appeared around him.Tony Stark began to doubt his father's past experiences. Has Howard Stark discovered the truth?Thinking of the accidental death of his parents, a chill ran up his spine, but he still resisted the urge to scream and tried to pretend nothing happened.

While muttering, he knocked on the black partition between the driver's seat and asked in an impatient tone, "When are we going to leave?" After getting the answer, Tony Stark quietly took out his phone and looked at Edited a text message where the mirror could not see.Although his eye-level has nothing to do with the word cautious, this time he still did something to ensure his own safety. He has no doubt that if people like Steve Rogers refuse to sign the "Sokowi" "Accidents" will follow, and he will not allow this to happen.

When the car convoy drove out of the airport under the escort of the German police, Tony Stark got the answer he wanted.

Colonel Rhodes was flying in a modified Boeing airliner belonging to the Ministry of Defense.However, even if he has a military rank and is an Avenger, there is an area that he cannot enter. This is something he has never encountered when he was on the escort mission of Air Force One. Number of medical staff.Those people were nervous, always communicating in low voices, and Colonel Rhodes' plan to try to figure out the situation failed. Everyone, including the medical staff, seemed to have been trained, and their tone was very tight. Colonel Rhodes only saw They produced the amount of tranquilizers needed to stun an elephant.

Tony Stark thought of a lot, but the last option made him clenched his fists.

"God! Rogers, don't be too stubborn. But we don't have Saul now." He muttered and stuffed his phone into his pocket, closing his eyes and resting his mind.He just hoped things didn't go all the way for the worst.He didn't expect Rose to be so crazy, he couldn't imagine what Rose would do if Steve Rogers resisted.As for another option that might solve the problem, he himself rejected it. In his opinion, that option was even crazier than what Ross was going to do. That person must not appear in Germany, because that would mean World War III.

"I don't doubt that Ross will do such a thing. He has completely defected to the Democratic Party." Victoria Hand snorted contemptuously from her nasal cavity, causing the intelligence analysts in the command room to look at her.Now Victoria Hand is on a low-orbit sky carrier, which plays an extremely important role as the mobile command center of the intelligence department for the Immortal City. The assault transport ships and soldiers carried in the hangar can launch a battle at any time. Devastating raid. "If his plan fails, the Democratic Party, which has the hegemony of public opinion, can also throw the blame on the faction of the Avengers who refused to sign the agreement, and strengthen public support for the "Sokovia Agreement." This trick of manipulating public opinion Going first is easy for S.H.I.E.L.D. but are you sure you're going to deal with him? I need the real odds, I need to know how sure you are that you can win...I get it, I will. Start red Route 3-110, contact the task executor."

"Mission Number: Alpha-112-10-Omicron-Alpha. Mission Code: Credit. Mission Level: Crimson; Executor Heinrich Zemo, Number: Alpha-112-10-Omicron Rong-Alpha-A1. Executor's Confidentiality Level: Crimson." A mechanical voice said in a flat and straightforward tone, "Please confirm the progress of the mission, Executor."

"Criminal psychologist. No one will see my disguise."

"For the record, the mission progress is 56.5%. Confirm the subcutaneous implantation of the signal transmitter, 3, 2, 1..."

"Hey! Can't you send a human operator?" Zemo grumbled. "I'm sick of talking to machines!"

"The confirmation of the subcutaneous implantation of the signal transmitter is completed. The request has been accepted." The mechanical voice seemed to have not heard Zemo's complaint at all, "Waiting for manual transfer, please wait..."

"Skip!" Zemo held up the phone and pushed back the slightly longer hair on his forehead with his fingers, "Enter an important call."

"Request accepted." A high-pitched buzzer screamed from the other end of the phone.

After a brief silence, a nostalgic voice reached Zemo's ears.

"They repaired your vocal cords?" A smile instantly appeared on the man's cold face.He communicated with the woman on the other end of the phone with a smile on his face, and described his current life in a soft voice, ignoring all the suffering and grief he had experienced.He felt that time was running fast at this moment, and no matter how tightly he clenched his palms, he could not slow down the passage of time.As the time limit of 10 minutes approached, Zemo couldn't help but speed up his speech. He promised the woman that they would be reunited eventually, and he promised again and again that he would be able to do it. "We'll be together soon, dear," he said. "I promise you, I'll pick you up when this mission is over. We'll go hide away where no one can find us, and no one will bother you." ,I promise……"

"The call is over." The sharp buzzer sounded again, and the mechanical voice cut off the call mercilessly, making Zemo swallow the last words he hadn't spoken yet.Immediately afterwards, the mechanical voice asked again, "Do you still need service?"

"No more." Although his heart was full of dissatisfaction, Zemo hung up the phone after confirming the time of the next call.He rubbed his face, and when he was about to relax, a sudden knock on the door made him alert, and the voice that claimed to be room service didn't make him relax.He picked up the pistol with the suppressor from the table, checked the magazine and swept the documents on the table aside.The documents, including the passport, belonged to an FBI-affiliated criminal psychology expert who had successfully assumed the role of the expert.Holding the gun, he approached the door slowly, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the general position of the knocker through the door panel, then turned sideways and carefully opened the guest room door a small crack, so as to avoid being completely exposed to the other party's sight .After seeing who it was, he smiled again.

"Let me do it, ma'am." He took the plate with one hand and said in fluent German, "Looks delicious."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)