233 News (6,000-Word Chapter)

Tony Stark was at the press conference, ready to answer questions from reporters.

He was not unfamiliar with this kind of environment. A few days ago, he announced the closure of the weapons research and development department of Stark Group in this place.

The impact of the battle between the two metal men this time was not small at all. At least they were photographed a lot along the way.

You can see how they flew all the way out of Stark Tower on the Internet, accompanied by a huge noise. This kind of thing can't be concealed at all.

"Mr. Stark, I heard that Director Obadiah had to stay behind the scenes because of physical reasons. Is that true?"

A reporter couldn't wait to ask when Tony just stood firm. Obviously, his behavior was not polite.

But fortunately, Tony didn't drive him out directly. Even if he was driven out of the venue by Tony, it was also a gain.

The title of "Tony Stark expels reporters from the venue" can also attract a lot of attention, and even as the person involved, he can make a fortune from it.

"No comment!"

Tony spread his hands and responded to the reporter's questions with a bad attitude.

He likes the feeling of being surrounded, because it makes him feel like he is the center of the world, but this does not mean that Tony likes being chased by these hyenas pursuing "news".

And what he dislikes even more is being used.

"Tony, the words prepared for you are on the card in your hand, just say it according to what is written on it."

Rhodes, who was standing behind Tony, whispered.

SHIELD has arranged all this. After the previous Hydra incident, the connection between the military and SHIELD has become much closer, so this kind of thing was handed over to Rhodes.

This is also because they want to get the metal suit. After all, it is not a wise move to be tough with Tony.

Playing the emotional card may be a good idea.

"Mr. Stark, are those metal men the new works of the Stark Group? And does this practice violate your words about stopping weapons research and development?"

This reporter who interrupted was much smarter than the previous one. At least he learned to set traps in the questions.

"Which media are you from?"

Tony glanced at the reporter who was speaking. She was a blonde beauty, but this level did not arouse Tony's interest.

"XX Daily, Mr. Stark, do I have a chance to do an exclusive interview with you?"

The female reporter combed her hair. The action of playing with hair is the easiest way to show female charm.

"I think you will receive the news that you are fired after you go back. And! Ma'am, I don't mean to be mean to you. You know, everyone can testify that I am a person who has no prejudice against women, at least those cover girls can testify.

So I don't want to see any news that is labeled as "discrimination."

Tony also despised the female reporter's behavior of flirting with her head. Compared with the beauty next to him, this reporter is not a good choice.

What's more, since he came back from Afghanistan, he has no involvement with girls outside.

Tony fiddled with the microphone on the table, tugged at his tie, and looked at the reporters in front of him:

"I know what everyone wants to know, so there is no need for us to waste time here, right?"

Tony stood in front of the small table at the press conference, looking at the eager reporters below with interest, and spoke with a bit of nonchalance.

Most of the reporters nodded. What they wanted was not some official clichés, but big news that could promote newspaper sales.

For example, the previous news of "Stark actually bought a newspaper for a woman".

"If I say that everything you see is an illusion, I'm afraid you will laugh at me behind my back. Of course, I don't care if others say bad things about me behind my back, because I've long been used to it."

Tony continued with a smile:

"Of course, I will ask the legal department of Stark Group to hand over a lawyer's letter afterwards."

Tony focused the attention of all the audience at the rhythm he wanted, but his humor did not get any response.

The reporters certainly didn't come to listen to the official statement, but they didn't come to see Tony's sense of humor either.

"The truth is..."

Tony glanced at the small piece of paper in his hand, which said something like "Developing new weapons with the military, it was just a combat test before."

Tony grinned.

This statement really has the style of the military. If it really gets out, then his metal suit will become a product of cooperation with the military, and those guys are playing a trick of pulling a rabbit out of a hat.

Tony let out a long breath, and the reporters below were waiting for the truth.

"I am Iron Man!"

Tony threw down the card in his hand and left the press conference directly, then walked out on his own.

Leaving behind a group of reporters clamoring, but Tony didn't care about it.

On the side, Rhodes was slapping his forehead with one hand, then turned around and followed Tony.

The current situation was a little beyond his expectations.

"Tony, that's not what it says on the card."

Rod whispered.

"So you're just a colonel, Rod. You don't understand why your superior is your superior."

Tony said casually, and then grabbed Rod's neck.

"Okay, let's go to the party, I remember I seemed to have promised you this."

"That's really good news."

Rod rolled his eyes, and the two of them left the press conference talking and laughing.

"Mr. Stark, we want to know the identity of the woman who can fly and the man who flew into the sky with another metal man!"

The reporter shouted loudly in Tony's direction, but got no response.

At that time, someone took a photo of Jessica and Luke, but it was too far away, so no one saw their specific appearance.

Although these reporters have various means to investigate the information they want to obtain, all investigations were forcibly terminated under the interference of SHIELD.

Things like superpowers can usually only be seen in some inferior tabloids, but this time someone has confirmed the existence of superpowers.

...

"Captain, isn't it a bit early for us to go to London now?"

Rumlow sat on the plane and said to Steve who was sitting opposite him.

He didn't take out the two-handed hammer, but just sat loosely on the seat. It seemed that he had been a lot more casual after leaving SHIELD.

"Just some time in advance to familiarize yourself with the environment, after all, this time you might have to fight."

Steve wiped the shield in his hand and responded casually.

However, this time it was basically certain that a battle would take place, and it was necessary to familiarize yourself with the battlefield.

Originally, they were supposed to start the action tomorrow, but things would always change.

"What kind of enemy can you fight so seriously? You even called us here in advance?"

Luke was sitting upright in his seat. This posture was not comfortable, but Luke didn't complain at all.

Because Jessica was sleeping on his shoulder, Luke would carefully adjust his sitting posture from time to time, wanting Jessica to rest more comfortably.

After all, the two of them had consumed a lot of energy the day before, but their relationship had indeed taken a step forward.

"Hydra, and those vampire soldiers. Soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Third Reich are obviously a large organization."

Steve remembered the guys he saw at that time, and his face was not very good.

He really didn't want to experience the battle with the car door as a shield again, and those guys were obviously elite troops, not hooligans in uniforms.

The layered attacks and the non-stop fire suppression gave Steve a headache.

He was very clear about the combat effectiveness of the werewolf and the mummy. At least before he fell asleep, they were still the closest comrades.

They didn't know how many Hydra strongholds they had taken down together.

But even the existence of the werewolf and the mummy would be killed by those vampire soldiers, and Steve couldn't be too optimistic about it.

"Although I don't know what you met, Steve, those guys may be stronger than you think. At least the vampire I saw could crush me in a head-on battle."

A worried and vicissitudes voice sounded from the cockpit of the plane.

"Who is this? Steve, you never introduced him to us."

Matthew, wearing a suit, shouted at Steve.

They hadn't seen the pilot since they boarded the plane, and this was even the first time he spoke.

Matthew thought he was just a simple pilot.

"An old comrade from the Howling Commandos, you can just call him Blade."

Steve's expression eased a lot, and he introduced his old friend easily.

The most important person in this operation is Blade.

It is also because this is the only vampire treatment expert that SHIELD can find, so Nick Fury ignored the fact that vampires and vampires cannot be generalized.

Nick Fury saved him at the time, and then asked the daywalker to be the pioneer in tracking down the Hydra vampires, so this operation was led by him.

Blade always has a unique way to track down the traces of those vampires.

As for Dugan and others, they will probably arrive here before the final battle.

After all, the relationship between Dugan and Rumlow is not very harmonious, and meeting in advance will inevitably lead to unnecessary friction.

"This guy is really good!"

Luke turned his head and looked in the direction of the cockpit and said:

"But are all the members of the Howling Commandos so long-lived? Or is the one flying the plane already an old man?"

"Even if I only count the time I spent in battle, I am much older than you, a young man."

Blade's voice came at the right time.

"Cool! A veteran is still a pilot, this is great!"

Luke shouted, and then found that Jessica had some signs of waking up, and immediately adjusted his posture so that Jessica could sleep better.

Although Luke knew that Jessica was just closing her eyes to rest, the environment on the plane was not very comfortable, at least he couldn't sleep.

Now Luke cherishes Jessica very much, and he is very happy.

"Luke, do you want to get the blessing of Orlac with any trophy? I think you have to kill at least a demon of the same level to make Orlac nod."

Rumlow said with a smile, he didn't care at all about the news about Blade.

Rather than talking about Blade, he found Luke and Jessica's personal affairs more interesting.

"Man, let's talk about the news about those vampires. Although I didn't see those guys at the time, the situation over there is not easy at all."

Matthew frowned and said.

He had come into contact with vampires at that time. When he arrived at the scene, he immediately bumped into Hellboy, the Witch-in-Heart Demon, and the big flaming skeleton.

Those are not the withered bones in the tomb of Yuan Shu, the Skeleton King of the Han Dynasty, but the Ghost Rider.

He has personally experienced the fighting power of these guys, so Matthew is very worried about those vampires who can contain these guys.

To know that he can achieve that level, he can no longer be called a pure soldier.

At least he belongs to the ranks of extraordinary people.

"The vampire I saw is obviously different from what you said. That guy is at least considered an elite fighter."

Blade said as he flew the plane, the pursuit of Yang Valentine was still fresh in his memory.

The Blade Warrior is not an ordinary person's level of combat power, and anyone who can suppress him at all times is extremely dangerous.

At that time, Yang Valentine completely crushed him physically, which was not good news.

Now that he had the opportunity to let others kill vampires with him, of course he was willing.

After all, he never thought about getting rid of all vampires by his own strength from the beginning. That was not realistic at all.

"I don't have any real sense when saying this, but I can't understand how strong that guy you are talking about is."

Matthew shouted like this, pulling open the collar a little uneasily.

Ever since he got used to the urban life on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, he felt a little disgusted with formal clothes like suits.

Perhaps savages like to be free and happy?

"I can't describe the combat power, but that guy can easily take down a team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents."

Blade opened the small door on the cockpit and revealed his face.

"Hey! In addition to the black ones for the angels, so do the blade warriors!"

Luke had the biggest reaction to Blade's face.

As an urban legend that often appears in third-rate newspapers, Blade Runner is still somewhat mysterious to Luke.

"Luke, haven't you read the Howling Commando comics? Why are you so surprised by this?"

Matthew moved his shoulders and said, although he didn't know that the Blade Warrior was black before.

"The Howling Commandos only appeared a few times in the comics, and Blade only had a name. I thought he was that kind of, um, elegant vampire."

Luke made additional explanations.

After all, the hero comics back then were all from Steve's perspective, and The Howling Commandos didn't have much space.

You must know that when the military created gods, they only created the noble Captain America, and the Howling Commandos were not dead.

"How can those vampire bastards have any elegance? They squat in a gloomy environment every day wearing black leather clothes, twisting and turning to that weird music, and occasionally spreading their disgusting mouthparts. Do you call this elegance?"

Blade said with disdain.

He himself couldn't figure out why things with long lives were always in the same style as low-class street villains.

Some of them are disdainful of modern technology.

Could it be that the TV show isn't as interesting as them wriggling around?

If given a choice, Blade felt that he would rather play video games in a bright living room than get together with vampires to create any "style".

"When those guys hurt girls and start sucking blood, one or two of them are so disgusting. If you like that kind of tone, you might as well watch the night show."

Blade complained mercilessly about his own kind.

"Well, you've completely disillusioned me with vampires."

Luke said, opening his palms.

As partners of the same color, the dialogue between them should be more "free".

Maybe this is some kind of magical talent?

"Luke, don't talk about something so disgusting."

Jessica opened her eyes and said, she is a warrior now, and the sleep she had before was just a way to be gentle with her lover.

When talking about this kind of topic, she could always think of the things she had encountered before, so she chose to interrupt.

"Okay, Jessica."

Luke said, looking into Jessica's eyes over his shoulder, and then laughed.

He reached out and pressed Jessica's head on his shoulder again, and then stopped talking about the previous topic.

"I hope Luke can find enough trophies soon. It's better for you to get married soon."

Rumlow changed direction and leaned back on the chair as he spoke.

Although Orak would not interfere in Jessica's emotional issues, if Luke did not follow the barbarian tradition, his future life on the Holy Mountain would not be easy.

Orak wouldn't give him a good look.

"Where are we going to land?"

Steve interrupted the sour conversation and asked Blade.

"They have a special landing pad on the roof of the Heising Agency."

Blade answered casually, the route and so on along this route have been coordinated, and there will be no such thing as being shot down by air fire.

Nick Fury has reached a certain level of consensus with Integra, at least the arrival of this team is allowed.

Who knows how Nick Fury convinced these British people who were immersed in glory and arrogance, but at least now they will not be driven back by these "elegant" "gentlemen".

"Looks like our travel plans are going to fall through? I don't think we can hang around in someone else's house."

Luke rolled his eyes, but Jessica didn't react to the news.

Couples travel because they have only each other to rely on in a strange place, and it's a great way to bond.

But Jessica felt that she did not need to use this method to enhance her relationship with Luke for the time being.

They all cherish each other.

"Why not to the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch?"

Steve said curiously.

"Because those 'gentlemen' want us under their noses."

Blade's tone isn't very good either.

Accustomed to acting in secret, he doesn't like his affairs to be watched by others.

"We have to stay in that 'Haising' for as long as I want. I don't want to be in a prison."

Rumlow said a little frivolously, he has become more and more naughty recently.

Maybe it’s called liberating nature?

"It won't be long. SHIELD is unique in intelligence, at least more accurate and efficient than Helsing."

Steve had to say this without conscience. After all, he was the only one from SHIELD on the plane now, and what he said was not entirely false.

"I didn't know that SHIELD could lurk among vampires. Vampires can't disobey their superiors. Even Black Widow can't lurk among those with brain problems."

Blade said unceremoniously.

Although he is a level 10 agent of SHIELD, he has no sense of belonging to SHIELD.

You must know that he provided most of the information about vampires in SHIELD.

"Nick Fury will never give all his trust to one person. Who knows if he has a vampire agent."

Rumlow said casually, then stood up and planned to stretch.

Although the flight didn't take too long, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Blade's driving skills are really good, but the flight is not bumpy.

Perhaps this has something to do with the high technological level of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s aircraft.

"We're about to land. Rumlow, you'd better sit back."

Blade said this, causing Rumlow to raise his eyebrows.

"I'm a little surprised that you still know my name."

"Duggan and I are also comrades-in-arms. I even met him when he was recovering from his injuries."

Blade's voice was very calm, as if he didn't intend to have any conflict with Rumlow.

"You don't have to ask me why I didn't avenge Dugan. The old guy didn't even plan to take revenge, and it was not my turn to intervene."

Dugan himself didn't care about the so-called "hate", and there was no need for Blade to mix it up.

The magical feet under the quilt - who is he?

"This is the best news I have heard. That old stubborn can still provide a lot of energy when fighting Hydra."

Rumlow had just returned to his chair when the plane began to land.

This small SHIELD plane can take off and land vertically, which is considered a black technology.

"Guys, do you feel it?"

Matthew asked.

Because he vaguely felt the devil's breath, and this feeling became clearer as the plane landed.

"Devil? It looks like this trip won't be an easy job."

Luke muttered, his hand ready to draw his weapon.

"No, this aura is Hellboy. I've met him before."

Matthew's perception became clearer, and he recognized a familiar person from this aura.

"Hellboy? Isn't that from the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense? Nick Fury didn't tell me this news."

Blade's tone was somewhat questioning, and he turned his head to look at Steve through the small window.

"I haven't heard of it either. Maybe Nick Fury has any plans?"

Steve said with a frown, and he felt like he frowned more often during this period.