Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Soon, Nick Fury won't need to be embarrassed about whether to adopt Tony's method.On-site survey personnel found that the underwater vortex generated by the inflow of river water at the sinkhole disappeared.

When the divers tied their safety cables and approached the pit with trepidation, they were surprised to find that all the water pouring into the pit had frozen, and the gray-black solid ice wrapped in sand and sand had blocked the pit to death.

"Calculated according to the flow velocity, the front of the water flow is close to or even flows into the upper mantle layer, where the temperature is close to [-] degrees Celsius. Under normal circumstances, the river water should turn into steam instead of freezing." Tony said, "I don't know what that thing is , but it certainly absorbs heat from the surrounding environment; it is unclear whether it has any effect on other forms of energy."

Nick Fury's eyebrows jumped when he heard the words; he thought of the New Mexico incident not long ago.An alien creation that absorbs surrounding energy was also encountered there.

If possible, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. would like to call Asgard immediately, or take a step back and call Kama Taj; unfortunately, he did not leave the other party's phone number.

"Is your method still working? I mean the ultrasound connection plan."

Tony shook his head: "I'm afraid not; there is a saying - outdated is not enough. If the opponent does absorb the energy of the surrounding environment, then the ultrasonic wave will change its original frequency due to the drastic change in energy before it approaches it."

Nick Fury couldn't help cursing inwardly, "Damn Falk!"

Fortunately, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't have a headache for too long. About an hour later, the satellites of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Stark Industries discovered the target on the other side of the earth almost simultaneously.

"Surf Boy" has appeared in the waters off New Zealand in the southern hemisphere - washed up from the bottom of the sea.

"WHATTHEHELL?" Tony said it for the second time today. "That's the antipodal point of London; did that guy really go through the center of the earth?"

Nick Fury's mentality was much better than Tony's. He was not too shocked, but asked: "The target has returned to the surface, can the contact method you mentioned be activated?"

"Yes, it's activated." Tony said, "I will send him electromagnetic wave signals of different frequency bands. If the other party is willing to communicate, he will definitely come to find the source of the signal."

"Where is the source?" Nick Fury suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.

"Of course it's Stark Tower, my laboratory." Tony took it for granted.

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. almost scolded his mother; he is still on the banks of the Thames in London at the moment, and he should have asked the electromagnetic wave frequency from Tony Stark to send the signal by S.H.I.E.L.D.

"OK, the other party has received the signal."

In both radar signals and satellite footage, "Surf Boy" has parked his surfboard.

Countless pairs of eyes stare expectantly at radar screens or satellite images.

"Let's see what kind of response the other party will give." Tony muttered, "Uh..."

The "Surfer Boy" started up again after a brief pause, and flew towards the Australian mainland along the established route, ignoring the source of the signal at all.

"Looks like our 'surfer boy' refuses to communicate. Is he too shy?" Tony said, somewhat disappointed.

Nick Fury ordered decisively: "Notify the air force base stationed in Australia, and immediately take off fighter jets to intercept."

Tony heard Director SHIELD's order, and couldn't help thinking: "Are you sure, the detection speed of the target in outer space is almost close to the speed of light, and the detection speed in the atmosphere is also as high as twenty times the speed of sound. A fighter jet at three times the speed of sound to intercept?"

Nick Fury rolled his eyes and ignored him.

In fact, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. misunderstood Playboy; at this time, no one was more concerned about the mysterious alien visitor than Tony Stark, and no one was more nervous about the consequences.

Because Tony has never seen forwards so serious; whether it is the rescue in Afghanistan, the counterattack against Obadiah and Ivan, or even the Alcatraz incident, which is regarded as the largest turmoil in the United States in the new century, forwards have always been at ease.Only this time, Tony saw unprecedented prudence and vigilance from that little brother.

Before the fighter plane that took off made contact with the "Surf Boy", that group of silver light and shadow had already rushed into the sky over the Australian mainland.The other party didn't seem to choose the route deliberately, and the places they passed were not only big cities like Sydney, but also deserted and uninhabited forests.

"The radiation intensity around the target has doubled and is still rising," Tony reminded on the communication channel.

Without Tony's detection and reminder, the impact of alien visitors is visible to the naked eye.

Wherever the silver light and shadow passed, there was a large-scale power outage throughout Sydney, and all power supply equipment tripped at least, or burned down at worst.At the same time, a large area of ​​cooling along the flight path was followed by extensive snowfall.

The news spread in just a few minutes, and the whole of Australia fell into inexplicable speculation and panic.

"Did the other side launch an attack on us?" Someone in the headquarters lost his composure.

Nick Fury said in a deep voice: "Whether it is an attack or not, it has already caused losses and panic; the other party must be stopped immediately."

Everyone turned their attention to the images taken by satellites, and hoped that the fighter planes that would lift off to intercept them.

Under the monitoring of countless satellites, two F22s met the silver light and shadow flying rapidly.A few seconds before the encounter, the two fighters took the lead in making tactical moves, turning at a large angle to the left and right, changing from walking towards the target to walking in the same direction.

Because of the difference in speed, when the two fighters completed the turn, the silver light and shadow had already rushed to the rear of the two fighters; and the speed never decreased, trying to pass directly between the two fighters.

"Silver target, slow down now, slow down now!" The radio communication of the fighter plane did not receive any response as expected, and it was only possible to shout once through the specially installed external broadcast. The silver light and shadow had already passed between the two fighter planes, rushing to the front.

Some air interaction actions and communication signals agreed by various countries did not receive the slightest response, and the mysterious silver light and shadow impressively turned the world's most advanced fighter planes into nothing.

Seeing that the target passed the fighter plane and gradually opened the distance, Nick Fury immediately ordered: "Shoot it!"

Four AIM air-to-air missiles roared away.But what was embarrassing was that when the "Surf Boy" accelerated again, not only was the F22 out of reach, but even the missiles were pulled farther and farther away, and soon lost the target, and began to fly in the air by inertia.

The so-called no-escape zone is a bad joke.

Before the people on the S.H.I.E.L.D. side got frustrated, the silver light and shadow suddenly stopped, and there was no movement. The two F22s that had never given up were like kites with a broken string, and fell to the ground upside down.

"The flight control system is down, the flight control system is down, it can't be restarted, repeat, it can't be restarted!" The eager voice of the pilot can be heard clearly in the headquarters.

Fortunately, although the flight control system was paralyzed, the escape system was still working. When it was determined that the plane could not be saved, the two pilots parachuted to escape one after another.

Watching the two umbrella flowers open in the air, the silver light and shadow no longer lingered, and accelerated away.

The two most advanced fighter jets only blocked each other for less than five seconds—perhaps it was the result of the opponent's failure to do their best.

"Fuck!" Nick Fury scolded angrily and asked, "Is it possible to intercept from the ground?"

"No, our anti-aircraft missiles are not deployed on the target's forward route." A technical officer replied.

Air defense and anti-missile systems have limited range, and even air-to-air missiles launched at close range are helpless against the target, let alone anti-aircraft missiles that can only be defended at fixed points on the ground?

Furthermore, the air defense and anti-missile system has a limited hit rate, and even if it is deployed on the opponent's flight path, it may not be able to hit the target.The dignified director of S.H.I.E.L.D. would not think that by stacking three sets of anti-missile systems, he could increase the interception rate from 70% to 210%.

As SHIELD and the U.S. military jointly intercepted but failed, more news came in.

"Sir, the Divine Spear Bureau has sent a notification that they will activate a new type of defense system, which will only target unknown alien targets. Please don't make a misjudgment."

"Sir, the satellite detected multiple high-intensity energy concentration reactions in China."

Nick Fury frowned and asked, "The specific situation?"

"Further reconnaissance in progress...reconnaissance orders cannot be issued, sir; our systems are blocked."

"Who did it? Hackers?" Nick Fury was almost out of breath when something went wrong.

"NO, the blocking command comes from a higher level of authorization..."

"Who the hell has more advanced authorization?" The Director of SHIELD almost laughed angrily. Isn't he the Director of SHIELD?

"Authorization comes from the ... World Security Council; orders are given by Deputy Director Hill."

Nick Fury's face was sullen as if it had been washed with ink.