Chapter 43: As if in an Empty Space

"It's there! We're here." Leon's voice pulled Natasha out of her thoughts.

Her sight shifted, and countless clouds and fog were passing by them.

The dark clouds at night were layered, covering everything around.

Natasha looked around, and all she saw were black clouds rushing up.

Leon's speed was too fast, but the movement was too small, so small that it seemed to have merged into the clouds.

But soon, the clouds and fog suddenly became thinner.

Natasha had a premonition in her heart and looked intently.

First, a steel runway hundreds of meters long tore through the sea of ​​clouds.

Then, a huge object connected to the runway came out of the clouds.

The dark clouds were suddenly lit up.

It was a towering sky fortress.

An aircraft carrier shaped like a tower, with three floors, four fighter landing runways on each floor, and a total of twelve runways!

The lights of this fortress illuminated most of the surrounding clouds.

It hides here, like a pearl forgotten by the world.

"So this is the Red House, it's here." Natasha stared blankly, her eyes reflecting the bright spots of the fortress.

Leon couldn't help but stop and look: "It's really spectacular, but its anti-gravity system looks like just a few large fans?"

"Where did this combination of primitive and future come from? The designer is really smart."

"And this kind of air unit that doesn't have an energy defense system at first glance, isn't it just a living target?" He complained again.

He even didn't forget to mention his brother: "But Tony should like this thing, it looks very steely, and there is a kind of flashy beauty. Tony likes this style the most."

Natasha's brewing emotions were interrupted by this string of complaints.

She looked at Leon speechlessly: "You really know your brother."

"Of course, so I have to change my strategy."

Leon climbed to a higher altitude and took the entire fortress in his sight.

"This fortress can't be destroyed. It can be used as Tony's 40th birthday present after some renovation."

"Wow, your birthday presents are all so expensive?" Natasha felt as if something was stuck in her chest.

Lyon used his perspective eyes to record the position of everyone in the fortress and said, "It's not always like this, but he gave me a spaceship on my 18th birthday, so the return gift can't be too bad."

Natasha couldn't help but lean back, and at this moment it seemed as if countless US dollars piled up and hit her face.

"Then you brothers... are really modern." She said dryly.

Other rich second-generations are still giving luxury cars and yachts.

This pair of brothers is good, they have given away air fortresses and spaceships. They are going to fly out of the earth and into space!

"Okay, that's it." Lyon took a few seconds to record the position of everyone.

He took Natasha down silently, landing on the top runway as lightly as raindrops.

"Take these and follow me." Lyon handed the box containing inhibitors to Natasha.

"I will knock everyone out. You can follow up and apply inhibitors if you think it's appropriate. If it's not appropriate, you can kill them with a knife."

"Is there a problem?"

Natasha shook her head: "No."

She knew that she was just a pendant, and it was enough to play auxiliary and get some economy.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the central control room."

Lyon flew up, and the neon lights on the runway illuminated half of his body red.

He flew higher and higher, and soon attracted attention.

A shrill alarm sounded inside the fortress.

The patrolling soldiers on the deck quickly gathered and prepared to shoot.

Natasha looked around, looking for a suitable opportunity to help Lyon relieve the pressure.

But before she could act, Lyon, who was full of infrared light spots in the air, took action first.

Natasha felt her eyes blurred, and the scene she saw seemed to suddenly have several circles of lines surrounding the fortress.

She closed her eyes hard.

When she opened them again, the lines disappeared.

Lyon was still in the same place, but the infrared light spots on his body had gone out.

"I'll go in first. Hurry up and don't make me wait too long." Leon waved at her, then pierced into the fortress like an arrow.

Natasha was still a little dazed, and suddenly heard the sound of bodies falling to the ground one after another.

She opened her eyes wide and looked in the direction of the sound. The deck in front of the entrance of the fortress was full of unconscious combatants.

"Oh my God..."

It turned out that the line just now was Leon's extremely fast figure.

In the blink of an eye, he actually knocked down dozens of people and threw them all in front of her.

"Is this Superman... It's incredible."

Natasha couldn't hide her shock, but she still acted quickly.

Since the battle didn't require her participation at all.

Then what she had to do was actually very simple.

-- Just give inhibitors to all widows she knew or didn't know.

As for the other soldiers, she shot them all in the head.

Natasha knew it very well.

In the deformed intelligence agency of the Red House, there are only two types of people: controllers and controlled.

These people are not widows, there is no need to identify them, they are all in a dominant position to play the role of oppression and stability, none of them are good people.

After Natasha gave all the widows inhibitors, she rushed into the fortress in the direction of Leon.

Leon's move was not light, the widows would probably be unconscious for a long time, she couldn't wait here.

For Natasha, the interior of the Red House Fortress was completely different from the spectacular exterior scene.

She felt like she was home inside, and was very familiar with every place.

The only difference was that she saw people fainting on the doorways and passage decks everywhere she walked.

These people had calm expressions, no scars on their bodies, and their movements when they fell to the ground were like they were in a peaceful sleep.

Natasha could fully imagine how Leon felt when he broke into this heavily guarded fortress.

She didn't hesitate at all, and quickly chased to the command room with her left hand and the inhibitor with her right hand.

However, there were too many people who were knocked unconscious.

Even though she was quick, it took her almost ten minutes to finish the injection and rush to the central command room.

Before she opened the door, she heard a familiar voice inside.

"I apologize to you, honorable Superman, please forgive my usurpation, I swear I have no idea about your relationship with Mr. Tony Stark!" It was Drekov's voice.

"Forget about begging for mercy. I've listened to you talk about the widow controlling the world and shaping peace for several minutes, and now you're telling me this?" Leon said.

"Then, what do you want me to say? I can say anything! Why don't we talk about Gorbachev's embarrassing things?"

"Okay, I'll send you to tell God what you want to say. You know the relationship between me and Tony, and you still think you can leave alive?"

The room was silent for a while.

The voice at the beginning suddenly laughed sharply.

"... Hehe, Superman, you've been fooled!

Why do you think I've been stalling for time?

The pheromones emitted from my body will control the people around me and prevent them from attacking me!

You have inhaled a lot of pheromones now, you can try to attack me again!"

When Natasha pushed the door in.

What she saw was her old boss, General Drekov, with neatly combed hair, black-framed glasses, and a short and fat body in a suit lying on the table.

He stared at Leon standing on the other side of the table with wide eyes and slanted mouth, and shrill ridicule.