Chapter 73

The new version of the "Black Jazz" has been manufactured, which is two circles larger than the original, and the "Jazz armed" has also been prepared. Although there is only one set, Wesley needs to familiarize himself with his weapons and see if there are any changes that need to be made before mass production.

Tony Stark's villa is quite isolated. It is built on a cliff by the sea. Wesley can shoot wildly at the sea. The energy gun in his left arm can't use the swing gun, which makes Wesley a little depressed.

"Apple, do we design an energy type based on pistols?" Wesley asked.

"This is really OK, but now there is no idea. It is difficult to determine the shape of the energy impact launched by the energy weapon. It must not be solid, and the use of the swing gun requires pointed or round bullets, so as to draw an arc."

"Well, try hard. If you have ideas, you can make them immediately. Otherwise, my strength will be weakened a lot. The key is that the weapons are unreliable."

"What you should consider now is the problem of melee weapons. You can't shoot with guns all the time. I think you know the chaos of the war in New York. You will suffer a lot without melee weapons."

"So what weapons can meet my characteristics and can be used in melee?"

"How about the weapon of honor criminal officer?" Apple even gave a conclusion, which is much better than in the past.

"Interesting, a pair of rotating axes?"

"Good..." Tony Stark called him just now.

"Wesley, come in and don't practice yet. I got a call from Phil Coulson. He asked me to do something. You can go with me."

Wesley asked curiously, "what do you want to do?"

"Something big happened in New York recently. A big green guy made a lot of noise there. There are video records here. They sent them. Let's have a look."

Wesley returned to the villa. The steel armor on his body was directly collected into the space in his body. It was very fast and convenient. He could not compare with Stark's wealth. Now, although the company was very valuable, he actually had no funds in his hands and invested them all in the company, so he couldn't make too many auxiliary equipment.

"What is it?"

"Let's have a look." he asked Jarvis to start playing. The picture appeared and shook badly. It can be seen that it was not shot by professionals. There was chaos at the scene. A big guy was wantonly destroying. The streets were full of panic stricken people, and Wesley knew 'disgust'.

Wesley didn't expect that it was the plot content of invincible hawk. Then hawk appeared. The two big guys fought together, and the streets, buildings and cars were constantly damaged. "When was this? Why don't we know?"

"Just a few days ago, we have been studying your new equipment, and it should be news control. Jarvis has not collected much information. This big green guy has heard of it before, but hasn't it disappeared for a long time?"

"It is estimated that the US military has found him out, and it's all right to make complaints about our America." Wesley Tucao said.

"You're right. They think the world is against themselves all day. Do they have persecution paranoia?" Tony Stark made no secret of his disgust for these politicians and generals.

Wesley nodded approvingly. "You're right. What do they want you to do now? Is it to arrest? You shouldn't agree."

"No, someone wants to add 'hate' to the avenger alliance, but Nick Frey is not a fool. This guy obviously has a tendency to violence and won't want it at all, but now the voice is loud. Phil wants me to go to general Ross and ask him to lock up 'hate'."

"Oh, that's a good idea, so let's go." Wesley saw here, a marvel short film used to connect the plot between iron man and hawk, and now it has become a reality.

The two cleaned up and got on Tony Stark's private plane in suits. Wesley didn't envy the plane at all. What he wanted most was the one that the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. paid Phil Colson, but he needed to die. It was a little difficult.

The plane flew directly to New York. They got the news that general Ross was getting drunk in a small bar. It was stimulated. That's right. People like him can even catch their own daughter for their interests. Now things are like this. The responsible projects have been cut off, the interests have disappeared, and he can enjoy the process of falling from heaven to hell.

"Such a man deserves such an experience, but why is he still a general now?" Wesley asked, looking at the information Phil handed over.

"This kind of thing is beyond our control, and the problem now is how to make general Ross refuse to release 'hatred', so that he can't be included in the avenger plan. Mr. stark, we think it's time for you, the adviser of s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d."

"Wise choice, Wesley, let's go." Tony Stark seems to enjoy such a task to annoy a general, but he doesn't pay attention to the general.

Tony Stark, an adviser to the s.h.i.e.l.d., showed his value for the first time. They drove to the door of a small bar, opened the door and came in. A man in military uniform buried his head in the bar and drank desperately. They looked at each other and walked past.

"Well, I smell steel, beer... And frustration." Tony Stark said as he walked. "General, you know I don't like to say 'I told you', but there's no reason why the super soldier project was blocked. I always think the hardware equipment is more reliable..."

"Stark, you're always so well dressed." general Ross was drunk and misty, shaking his upper body as if he might fall off his chair at any time.

"Yes, you hit the nail on the head. That's the difference between us. That's why I always succeed and you're a loser."

"Pay attention to your words, stark." general Ross was a little angry. He was a high-ranking general. Even if he was down, his position did not waver at all, but there was only one project missing.

"Words, who am I? Tony Stark, even the president of the United States, I speak like that. Now I'm here on behalf of the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. some people think that 'hate' can become a hero in battle. This time in Harlem District, we need to let the green guys take the blame. What's the matter? When will it be handed over to us?"

Tony Stark looked arrogant. "Although your research is rubbish, since the world security committee wants it, it's better to hand it in quickly, even if you don't have it, than to stay with you."

"Stark, don't think about it. I'll shut 'hate' for a lifetime. He'll never think of it. Now you get out of here right away."

"Leave, it's the general you drove here? I don't think so. The boss came here and bought it here. How much is it?" Tony Stark seemed to be addicted. He waved a check and bought the bar. "General, now I'm the boss here. I'll blow up on Thursday and dismantle this junk bar. It's completely out of my taste."