Marvel's Speedster

On the road leading to the suburbs, a convoy of more than a dozen vehicles disguised as ordinary trucks was full of heavily armed soldiers and was heading towards the destination at full speed. These tough fighters with painted faces are the direct subordinates of Betty's father. They are well-trained, familiar with all kinds of light and heavy weapons, and have extremely rich experience in special operations. They were originally formed by General Thaddeus Ross to capture Banner. , but this time they will fight to save the daughter of their boss.

In addition to the army, the New York police's special service elite also participated. The special service members are more familiar with the business process of rescuing hostages. With their guidance, Betty's safety can be guaranteed to the greatest extent; Accepted the employment of the Pentagon for foreign aid, and sent dozens of retired non-commissioned officers and a mixed team composed of super-ability fighters to cooperate in combat.

In order to coordinate this joint operation, the general specially appointed Lieutenant Colonel Catherine Sparr, his loyal subordinate, as the on-site commander, while he sat in the temporary command center to monitor the operation process through military satellites and drones, and was ready to order the Army Air Force Lift off to provide fire support to the front.

As an important party involved, Ross himself is not obliged to join the operation, but despite the dissuasion of others, he insisted on joining this operation in person. His reason was that he was familiar with Samuel, and when he rescued Betty It may have a better effect if he comes forward. Seeing Ross' volunteer performance, the general was naturally very moved. He held his hand tightly and patted the young man's shoulder vigorously to express his inner gratitude. Since 14 police action experts agreed with this, Gwen's father couldn't find a reason to continue to object for a while.

"In short, Ross, don't be too impulsive. Remember that you only have one life. You must at least think about Gwen and Mary Jane." Before setting off, George with a complex expression deliberately pulled him aside, painstakingly exhorting various precautions.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Ross agreed with a smile and patted the bulletproof vest on his body, which came to comfort his girlfriend's father.

He definitely tried every means to ensure that he would not do too dangerous moves, but what constituted a "too dangerous move" depended on Ross' own understanding.

The long convoy drove out of the assembly point under the watchful eyes of the two fathers, and headed all the way to the northwest suburbs of New York via the Passaic Expressway.

Passing through Ridgefield Park, the United convoy entered Hasbrouck Heights in the congested traffic, and then passed near Tetboro Airport, which was close to the Hackensack area of ​​New Jersey. According to Deadpool's report, the destination It is in an abandoned factory area at the junction of the two states.

Ross' car was at the rear of the convoy, bodyguards led by Iceman and Steel were in the front car, and he himself was with Phoenix Hefeng.

"Mr. Byrne, has the watchman you sent sent back any new news?" Lieutenant Colonel Spar's voice came from the communicator. As the direct person in charge of the operation, she had to confirm every ten minutes Frontline conditions in order to respond to changes in a timely manner.

"There is no new news at the moment. The gang of kidnappers is still standing firm in the factory area. Our people have not found any suspicious approachers, but I don't think they will just wait passively like this. Maybe they will make some unexpected moves. One point may need our attention." Ross reminded casually, and raised his arms at the same time, so that Qin and Ororo could help him change his personal equipment.

In the communicator, Lieutenant Colonel Spar politely thanked her. She is a professional, and there is a whole staff team behind her to provide advice. Ross' reminder was within their expectations.

"The weather is so nice..." Doing his duty, Ross turned off the communicator and quietly enjoyed the scenery through the car window. The sun was shining outside, and the undulating hills were covered by endless green. Clumps of bright red and pink and white wildflowers bloom in the wilderness.

After a long winter, warm spring finally came quietly.

"This will be a very memorable day. When the sun rises tomorrow, every American will find that they need our protection, and this is just the beginning." Rossmo thoughtfully on the knee of the piano.

"What can we get?" Ororo asked, frowning.

"More orders, more dependencies, more power...definitely none of that matters, what matters is that we'll get more freedom than before...it won't be long , we can do whatever we want." Ross replied casually, and he looked outside casually until his cell phone rang, asking for a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, Dr. Stern, I'm really glad to hear your voice." Connected to the conversation, Ross immediately recognized the other party's identity.

"I feel the same way, you know how troublesome it is for people to find your private number, your front desk always refuses to give me your number unless I can prove that we have an appointment... Look at you, How indifferent to old friends, it took me so long to get it out of Betty." Samuel chuckled, but there was no smile in his voice.

Ross curled his lips. This guy is still completely self-centered and doesn't even think about any private phone calls that no company will give drugs to a guy who hides his head and shows his tail.

"You and I have precious time. How about putting aside the controversial issues for a while, I thought we could discuss some more constructive topics." Ross was not interested in entanglement with him, and the team was about to leave the busy highway and enter a remote The country road is over, and it is best to make a long story short at this time.

"Okay, okay." Samuel agreed. "Like discussing some missing female doctor?"

"If the female doctor happens to have a general father." Ross replied quietly.

"Then it seems to be her...Miss Betty is really a big trouble, I just want to send someone to invite Banner back, and persuade him to change his mind and create a better future with me, I didn't expect those idiots to make their own decisions, now Ross you Say what should I do, what should I do to deal with the general's wrath?"

Samuel asked Ross for advice like a friend, and Ross really gave him advice.

"According to my experience, deserters are actually the most vulnerable to attack, like wounded animals, most likely to arouse their desire to kill. If I were you, I would desperately mess up the situation and make my opponent tired Handle."

Samuel's pupils on the other end of the phone shrank sharply, and his voice turned slightly colder.

"You seem to be implying something. I don't believe Ross Byrne would make this choice."

"I definitely won't." Ross lay comfortably in Qin's arms and smiled comfortably.

"I am a billionaire, a genius scientist, or a great philanthropist who saves millions of disabled people from suffering. The constitution and wealth are my castle and weapons. The market and users are my land and subjects. I definitely don't need it." Do this - but you're not me, you're nothing but a wanted man. When you're nothing, you're fearless, and chaos isn't an abyss for you , is the ladder to help you escape, isn't it?" Ross asked back [taunting the other party heartily.

The crowds in front are gradually thinning out, and the convoy of such a large scale will soon be unable to hide it, so Ross doesn't have to delay time with the other party.

"You're still so arrogant. That's what I'm most dissatisfied with about you."

Samuel took a breath, forced a few laughs, and began to change the subject. He had some questions and wanted answers from Ross.

"Seriously, what the hell are you doing? I always feel like I've fallen into a trap, and the prey seems to have become bait, but I can't figure out what you're trying to do. You're already a billionaire, even if you want to It is not impossible to run for president, let alone you are so young."

An distressed voice came from the microphone, Ross listened quietly to Samuel's half-truth and half-fake complaints, and looked out of the window. The continuously flashing headlights reminded the heavy fire team to check their equipment for the last time.

The nasty voice was still chattering on the other side.

263......The bitch with two knives outside was sent by you, so you have been paying attention to me...Although the Bu Locke group only carried out the Elementary level transformation, it is after all My invention and power can't be said to be too bad. I'm really surprised that your people can solve them so quickly. Did you send Betty to me on purpose, to blow things up so that the Pentagon would feel threatened, make them value your inventions, raise military procurement contracts... you are such a ruthless person? "

While interviewing, Samuel quietly returned to the laboratory to wake up Betty again, and asked her to listen to Ross's answer.

Betty didn't hear the previous words, her throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton wool, and she couldn't make a sound, so she could only passively listen to Ross's reply.

But Ross slyly dodges the question without answering it directly.

"Guess." He teased in a mysterious tone.

"I guess you are a bastard who has done a lot of bad things!" Samuel suddenly felt disappointed, his patience dropped a lot, and he cursed bitterly with his taut green cheeks.

"Half of the answers are correct." Ross's voice sounded leisurely from the microphone. "I've done more bad things in my life than you can imagine, and this isn't one of them..... this time I want to be good."

"That's really great, please ask good man Ross to bring what I want to rescue Miss Betty, you know our address, do you want me to send a car to pick you up?" Samuel asked coldly .

"No, I'm right outside the door." Ross replied indifferently, and then he hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone in the microphone, Samuel suddenly came to his senses. He was about to rush out of the room when the door of the laboratory was pushed open from the outside.

This time, there was no clear instruction, the controlled female green titan stood outside blankly, did not stop the agent's move, Sitwell led his men over her tall and fit body

Walked in with a livid face.

Under the workbench they hadn't noticed, Deadpool's head ducked back again. .