The End of the World: Chaos

At the Avengers' headquarters, Steve Rogers broke the silence with a thunderous, firm voice: "I absolutely disagree!"

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, and the meeting room fell into a brief silence. Bucky stroked his chin, frowning slightly, as if he was confused: "Steve, what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is that we should not make a rash decision to attack Ultron's lair." Steve interrupted him before he finished speaking, his eyes piercing and full of determination, "This trip is extremely dangerous. The battle just now has made us realize its power. Ultron's strength should not be underestimated."

Tony Stark had a distressed expression, and he tapped the table with his hands quickly, as if he was trying to find the answer in his heart: "But if we don't take action, he will rely on his power even more in the future! We need to teach him a stern lesson and let him know that we cannot be underestimated."

"Teaching? If we rush into the attack, even if we destroy his lair, if he escapes, wouldn't it be more difficult to capture him next time? And how many of us can survive?" Steve's tone became more and more intense, and the Avengers all felt what he meant, and the worries hidden deep in their hearts slowly cracked like frost.

"I tend to support Steve!" Natasha spoke slowly, her voice calm and clear, "Ultron's skills are beyond ordinary. If we rashly invade today, the consequences will be disastrous."

"But if we don't do anything, won't we just let it grow wildly?" Tony frowned, feeling uneasy.

"Tony," Bucky interjected, his tone gradually softening, "I understand your concern, but your plan is reckless. We need to find his weakness, only then can we turn the tide."

The atmosphere in the conference room was becoming increasingly tense, and everyone's thoughts were intertwined like a whirlpool. Rhodes sat in a corner and whispered to himself: "How should we find a compromise?"

"Perhaps we need more information." Stacy suddenly said, her eyes bright as the morning star, as if she had found a way to save them. "We can sneak into their lair and obtain information to understand Ultron's weaknesses."

"But this kind of action is not something that everyone can do!" Tony frowned, with contempt flashing in his eyes, "Who do you want to go? This strategy is extremely risky."

"I remember that the material used by Ultron's Iron Soldiers is extremely unique. If we can find its flaws, we may be able to find a way to win." Natasha thought for a moment, her tone firm, "If we get the information, we will be able to act accordingly."

"Even if we succeed, Ultron will definitely counterattack." Steve stared at her, his heart filled with turmoil. He knew that Ultron was cunning and not easy to deal with, and there would inevitably be great risks involved in the attack.

"Even so, it's better than sitting and waiting to die!" Tony's voice was high and rapid, as if burning with fearless courage, "If we just want to survive, we will give Ultron more chances!"

"We all seem to have forgotten one thing. Our team is limited in manpower. If we act rashly, we will pay a heavy price." Bucky spoke again, his voice as low as a ghost's whisper, "I don't want to lose any of my companions."

"So what should we do?" Steve thought calmly, his tone firm, "Should we split into teams and take turns scouting so that we can retreat even if we are discovered?"

Hope flashed in everyone's eyes. Natasha nodded slowly and confirmed: "Yes, this method may be feasible. If we get the information, we can accurately identify Ultron's weakness."

"Then we will divide into groups and coordinate our actions." Steve finalized the direction with an extremely firm attitude, "I hope everyone will participate in this and face this powerful enemy head-on."

"If that's the case, I'm willing to sneak in." Bucky looked at Steve, his tone gentle, "You know I have extraordinary concealment skills."

"I won't let you act alone." Steve's tone became stricter, shaking his head in refusal, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed unwavering. "You have your own responsibilities, and I will protect you."

“Forget it, Captain.” Buggy sighed, his helplessness revealing his determination.

"Tony, I need your high-tech equipment," Steve looked back at Tony, his tone calm and powerful.

"That's okay!" Tony was in high spirits, "I will prepare concealed equipment for you to ensure that you will not be discovered by Ultron!"