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Chapter 149
chapter 0097 part 1
# Chapter 97: Situation and Experiment
Kane sat at the table with a few subordinates, skillfully using a small dagger in his hand, slicing pieces off a smoked ham hock and putting them into his mouth.
Tang Song held a deck of cards, watching the others messing around nearby.
Fox giggled and picked up a piece of preserved fruit, feeding it to Tang Song. Tang Song bit her fingertip, and Fox burst into laughter.
Just then, Lane walked in from outside.
Tang Song smiled, stood up slightly, and waved a greeting. Lane quickly walked over.
Sitting down next to Tang Song, Lane said to him:
"Boss, we got word back from Africa. The World Security Council suffered heavy losses in Wakanda. They hired a batch of mercenaries in Africa to act as the vanguard!"
Tang Song had expected this:
"The Vibranium technology that Wakanda has developed over hundreds of years is no joke. Those ragtag troops from the World Security Council were bound to suffer a setback!"
"But these bastards are scum. Wakanda's advanced technology and Vibranium are like rotten meat, and they are a bunch of flies... Who came up with this bad idea of spending money to hire mercenaries..."
…………
At the World Security Council headquarters, Alexander Pierce, who was in a meeting, sneezed twice in a row.
This drew the attention of the attendees.
"We cannot back down on the matter of Wakanda, everyone. This concerns the prestige of the World Security Council!"
Alexander Pierce rubbed his nose, stood up, and spoke forcefully:
"Vibranium belongs to all humanity. Wakanda has monopolized it for hundreds of years, not only failing to contribute to world development but even defrauding the Security Council of aid supplies to Africa."
"We must resolutely resist this behavior. Temporary setbacks are nothing. I propose increasing troops to Wakanda..."
The several councillors of the World Security Council exchanged glances, testing each other's intentions.
This deployment of Peacekeeping Forces to Wakanda was not entirely without gain. At the very least, they now knew that Wakanda was the source of Vibranium.
One gram of Vibranium is worth up to 10,000 US dollars. The Federation had previously sent troops to the Middle East for oil.
If they could truly take down Wakanda, the potential profit was immense.
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
The proposal to increase troops to Wakanda was unanimously passed.
………
Just a few days ago, in East Africa.
Two Quinjets hovered in the air above Wakanda. The weapons on board were aimed remotely at Wakanda's border.
"You are about to enter Wakanda's airspace. Warning, warning..."
The two Quinjets received a warning sound.
Before the warning sound finished, at the Wakandan Royal Palace, the Old King looked at the two Quinjets and calmly said:
"Shoot down these two little birds!"
Swish swish swish swish swish swish...
More than a dozen blue energy pulses shot out from within Wakanda's protective shield.
Boom boom boom boom...
The two Quinjets had not expected to be suddenly attacked.
However, the performance of the Quinjets was excellent. Even under sudden attack, one of the Quinjets drew an arc and soared into the sky.
As for the other Quinjet, it wasn't so lucky. Hit by more than a dozen energy pulses at close range simultaneously, it instantly turned into a ball of fire.
"Damn it!"
Brock Rumlow sat in the cockpit with lingering fear. He was just a hair's breadth away from being finished.
But even though he escaped, half of his rapid response Special Forces subordinates were instantly casualties.
One must know that his team members were not cannon fodder like those in S.H.I.E.L.D.; they were his own people, true Hydra.
"Launch missiles, counter-attack!"
When had the infamous Crossbones ever suffered such a loss? He immediately ordered the pilot to launch the missiles on the Quinjet.
The Quinjet maneuvered flexibly in the air. The pilot aimed at the direction from which the energy pulses had been fired within Wakanda's territory, about to press the missile launch button.
The airborne radar showed a red dot rapidly approaching them.
Without time to think, the pilot quickly maneuvered the aircraft into a dive, narrowly avoiding a Vibranium Jet.
"Is this plane crazy?"
Nearly crashing and dying, the Serpent S.H.I.E.L.D. pilot of the Quinjet couldn't help but curse.
Before he could recover, the Vibranium Jet suddenly turned around in the clouds and dived towards them.
F-Two wing pods, two dogfight missiles, first locked onto them.
"Target locked!"
………
"Connect me to the Intelligence Department. Find out what exactly is going on with this Wakanda!"
At the Triskelion, Nick Fury's face was as black as could be.
As a spy chief who managed his resources carefully, he had painstakingly embezzled funding from the World Security Council to accumulate some family fortune for S.H.I.E.L.D.
The Quinjet was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s masterpiece, each one expensive to build. Now, one had suddenly been shot down.
Nick Fury felt his heart bleeding.
"Officer, this combat mission targeting Wakanda was directly authorized by the Security Council. The Director-General himself is in command!"
Agent Hill quickly finished communicating with the Intelligence Department and shook her head at Nick Fury.
"Personally in command? Deploying two Quinjets to invade the airspace of a small East African country? If it weren't for the Quinjet's crash warning, would we have even known about this mission?"
Nick Fury pointed at the satellite screen and questioned.
Agent Hill looked at the two red dots on the screen, her eyes widening the more she looked: "Officer, this is clearly not the technological level shown by a small African country. The speed of this Vibranium Jet is abnormal, it's too fast!"
The Vibranium Jet's speed reached Mach 3. In front of it, the Quinjet had no ability to fight back.
In just a few rounds, the Quinjet lost an engine and was forced to make an emergency landing on the African Continent.
"Where is the nearest support we can mobilize?"
Nick Fury looked at Crossbones, who was crawling out of the Quinjet wreckage in a sorry state, and asked Hill.
"Our two closest teams are two hours away from the target point!"
Agent Hill shook her head: "Unless we deploy a Quinjet, but that Vibranium Jet..."
Hill didn't finish her sentence, but Nick Fury understood clearly. At the speed of that Vibranium Jet, ordinary Quinjets going there would just be serving themselves up.
"Connect me to the Security Council. I want to know the whole story. Do these bureaucrats only know how to sit in their office desks drinking coffee and flirting with female secretaries!"
"Where are the Federal Air Force planes... Get the Air Force fighter jets deployed!"
Nick Fury was filled with a pent-up rage he couldn't vent.
Although S.H.I.E.L.D. was nominally a military organ belonging to the World Security Council, its true financial backer was the Federal Government.
This time, the Security Council bypassed S.H.I.E.L.D. to mobilize the Quinjets. Although he didn't know if it was because politicians had some dirty motives again, Nick Fury could only take over this mess.
"Officer, Tony Stark is in New York. We can contact him~~"
Hill hugged her arms, watching Crossbones and a few remaining S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents struggling to hold on under the enemy's firepower, and couldn't help but speak.
# Chapter 97: Situation and Experiment
Kane sat at the table with a few subordinates, skillfully using a small dagger in his hand, slicing pieces off a smoked ham hock and putting them into his mouth.
Tang Song held a deck of cards, watching the others messing around nearby.
Fox giggled and picked up a piece of preserved fruit, feeding it to Tang Song. Tang Song bit her fingertip, and Fox burst into laughter.
Just then, Lane walked in from outside.
Tang Song smiled, stood up slightly, and waved a greeting. Lane quickly walked over.
Sitting down next to Tang Song, Lane said to him:
"Boss, we got word back from Africa. The World Security Council suffered heavy losses in Wakanda. They hired a batch of mercenaries in Africa to act as the vanguard!"
Tang Song had expected this:
"The Vibranium technology that Wakanda has developed over hundreds of years is no joke. Those ragtag troops from the World Security Council were bound to suffer a setback!"
"But these bastards are scum. Wakanda's advanced technology and Vibranium are like rotten meat, and they are a bunch of flies... Who came up with this bad idea of spending money to hire mercenaries..."
…………
At the World Security Council headquarters, Alexander Pierce, who was in a meeting, sneezed twice in a row.
This drew the attention of the attendees.
"We cannot back down on the matter of Wakanda, everyone. This concerns the prestige of the World Security Council!"
Alexander Pierce rubbed his nose, stood up, and spoke forcefully:
"Vibranium belongs to all humanity. Wakanda has monopolized it for hundreds of years, not only failing to contribute to world development but even defrauding the Security Council of aid supplies to Africa."
"We must resolutely resist this behavior. Temporary setbacks are nothing. I propose increasing troops to Wakanda..."
The several councillors of the World Security Council exchanged glances, testing each other's intentions.
This deployment of Peacekeeping Forces to Wakanda was not entirely without gain. At the very least, they now knew that Wakanda was the source of Vibranium.
One gram of Vibranium is worth up to 10,000 US dollars. The Federation had previously sent troops to the Middle East for oil.
If they could truly take down Wakanda, the potential profit was immense.
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
The proposal to increase troops to Wakanda was unanimously passed.
………
Just a few days ago, in East Africa.
Two Quinjets hovered in the air above Wakanda. The weapons on board were aimed remotely at Wakanda's border.
"You are about to enter Wakanda's airspace. Warning, warning..."
The two Quinjets received a warning sound.
Before the warning sound finished, at the Wakandan Royal Palace, the Old King looked at the two Quinjets and calmly said:
"Shoot down these two little birds!"
Swish swish swish swish swish swish...
More than a dozen blue energy pulses shot out from within Wakanda's protective shield.
Boom boom boom boom...
The two Quinjets had not expected to be suddenly attacked.
However, the performance of the Quinjets was excellent. Even under sudden attack, one of the Quinjets drew an arc and soared into the sky.
As for the other Quinjet, it wasn't so lucky. Hit by more than a dozen energy pulses at close range simultaneously, it instantly turned into a ball of fire.
"Damn it!"
Brock Rumlow sat in the cockpit with lingering fear. He was just a hair's breadth away from being finished.
But even though he escaped, half of his rapid response Special Forces subordinates were instantly casualties.
One must know that his team members were not cannon fodder like those in S.H.I.E.L.D.; they were his own people, true Hydra.
"Launch missiles, counter-attack!"
When had the infamous Crossbones ever suffered such a loss? He immediately ordered the pilot to launch the missiles on the Quinjet.
The Quinjet maneuvered flexibly in the air. The pilot aimed at the direction from which the energy pulses had been fired within Wakanda's territory, about to press the missile launch button.
The airborne radar showed a red dot rapidly approaching them.
Without time to think, the pilot quickly maneuvered the aircraft into a dive, narrowly avoiding a Vibranium Jet.
"Is this plane crazy?"
Nearly crashing and dying, the Serpent S.H.I.E.L.D. pilot of the Quinjet couldn't help but curse.
Before he could recover, the Vibranium Jet suddenly turned around in the clouds and dived towards them.
F-Two wing pods, two dogfight missiles, first locked onto them.
"Target locked!"
………
"Connect me to the Intelligence Department. Find out what exactly is going on with this Wakanda!"
At the Triskelion, Nick Fury's face was as black as could be.
As a spy chief who managed his resources carefully, he had painstakingly embezzled funding from the World Security Council to accumulate some family fortune for S.H.I.E.L.D.
The Quinjet was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s masterpiece, each one expensive to build. Now, one had suddenly been shot down.
Nick Fury felt his heart bleeding.
"Officer, this combat mission targeting Wakanda was directly authorized by the Security Council. The Director-General himself is in command!"
Agent Hill quickly finished communicating with the Intelligence Department and shook her head at Nick Fury.
"Personally in command? Deploying two Quinjets to invade the airspace of a small East African country? If it weren't for the Quinjet's crash warning, would we have even known about this mission?"
Nick Fury pointed at the satellite screen and questioned.
Agent Hill looked at the two red dots on the screen, her eyes widening the more she looked: "Officer, this is clearly not the technological level shown by a small African country. The speed of this Vibranium Jet is abnormal, it's too fast!"
The Vibranium Jet's speed reached Mach 3. In front of it, the Quinjet had no ability to fight back.
In just a few rounds, the Quinjet lost an engine and was forced to make an emergency landing on the African Continent.
"Where is the nearest support we can mobilize?"
Nick Fury looked at Crossbones, who was crawling out of the Quinjet wreckage in a sorry state, and asked Hill.
"Our two closest teams are two hours away from the target point!"
Agent Hill shook her head: "Unless we deploy a Quinjet, but that Vibranium Jet..."
Hill didn't finish her sentence, but Nick Fury understood clearly. At the speed of that Vibranium Jet, ordinary Quinjets going there would just be serving themselves up.
"Connect me to the Security Council. I want to know the whole story. Do these bureaucrats only know how to sit in their office desks drinking coffee and flirting with female secretaries!"
"Where are the Federal Air Force planes... Get the Air Force fighter jets deployed!"
Nick Fury was filled with a pent-up rage he couldn't vent.
Although S.H.I.E.L.D. was nominally a military organ belonging to the World Security Council, its true financial backer was the Federal Government.
This time, the Security Council bypassed S.H.I.E.L.D. to mobilize the Quinjets. Although he didn't know if it was because politicians had some dirty motives again, Nick Fury could only take over this mess.
"Officer, Tony Stark is in New York. We can contact him~~"
Hill hugged her arms, watching Crossbones and a few remaining S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents struggling to hold on under the enemy's firepower, and couldn't help but speak.
