Faced with this statement, Thaddeus E. Ross just smiled, then squinted his eyes and looked at the German Ministry of Foreign Affairs vehicles slowly approaching from the other side of the airport, completely ignoring Tony Stark's protest. If
If the Democratic Party wins the next presidential election, then when he becomes Vice President, the Secretary of Defense will be awarded to Tony Stark. That position will have the power to implement the "Sokovia Accords" in the United States.
The right to supervise all ability enhancers in the United States and Europe. Secretary of State Ross knows that Tony Stark wants to protect the Avengers, so he will never give up that position, let alone implement the "Sokovia Accords"
The best way is to let an Avenger supervise the execution, so that both the people and those with enhanced abilities can trust the government.
This is a decision made by an entire interest group, and even a wealthy man like Tony Stark cannot resist it.
"People from the German Foreign Ministry are here." Thaddeus E. Ross said calmly, "Get in the car and think about how to greet your old friends. Be mature, you are not a child anymore, don't let us down
"Stark, think about how much support we have given you." Then he pretended to have just remembered something, "Did you know that one of SHIELD's assets is a superhuman prison? It has been taken over by us now.
, seems to be called Raft Prison?”
"You bastard!" Tony Stark was angry and anxious.
He glared at Secretary of State Ross and got into the car of the German Ministry of Foreign Affairs without looking back. The German police were ready and could escort the convoy at any time. But even in the air-conditioned car, Tony Stark
There was still cold sweat on his forehead, because he caught a glimpse of a very abstract eye pattern on Secretary of State Ross's golden lapel pin - the all-seeing eye. He knew the meaning of this pattern, and Stark had included Ross on more than one occasion.
He had seen it on the logos of Childe's various foundations (including Chateau Mouton Rothschild). He had been warned by Salomon more than once about the meaning of this logo. He just didn't expect those that looked like it.
The conspiracy theory actually appeared around him. Tony Stark began to doubt his father's past experience. Did Howard Stark also discover the truth? He thought of the unexpected death of his parents, and a chill suddenly crawled over him.
It hurt his spine, but he still resisted the urge to scream and tried to pretend that nothing happened.
As he muttered, he knocked on the black partition between the driver's seat and the driver's seat, and asked in an impatient tone, "When will we set off?" After receiving the answer, Tony Stark quietly took out his mobile phone and looked at the rear view
He edited a text message where the mirror could not see it. Although he looked straight and had little to do with the word caution, but this time he still did something to ensure his own safety. He had no doubt that Steve Rogers
If this group of people refuses to sign the Sokovia Accords, "accidents" will follow, and he will not allow this to happen.
When the car convoy drove out of the airport under the escort of German police, Tony Stark got the answer he wanted.
Colonel Rhodes was flying on a modified Boeing airliner belonging to the Department of Defense. However, even with his military rank, as an Avenger, there was an area that he could not enter. This was something he had never encountered during the Air Force One escort mission.
It had happened before, and there was a large group of military personnel and medical personnel on the passenger plane that far exceeded the number of medical personnel on Air Force One. Those people looked nervous and were always communicating in low voices. Colonel Rhodes' plan to try to figure out the situation also failed.
Everyone, including the medical staff, seemed to have been trained to speak very tightly. Colonel Rhodes only saw that they took out the amount of tranquilizers that could stun an elephant.
Tony Stark thought of a lot, but the last option made him clenched his fists.
"God! Rogers, don't be too stubborn. But we don't have Saul now." He muttered, stuffing his phone into his pocket, closing his eyes to rest. He just hoped that the situation would not take a turn for the worst. He
He didn't expect Ross to be so crazy. He couldn't imagine what Ross would do if Steve Rogers resisted. As for another option that might solve the problem, he rejected it. In his opinion, that option
Even crazier than what Ross was about to do, that man must not show up in Germany because that would mean World War III.
"I don't doubt that Ross would do such a thing. He has completely surrendered to the Democratic Party." Victoria Hand made a disdainful snort from her nasal cavity, causing the intelligence analysts in the command room to look at her. Now Victoria Hand
·Hand is on a low-orbit sky aircraft carrier. As the mobile command center of the intelligence department, it plays an extremely important role for the Eternal City. The assault transport boats and soldiers carried in the hangar can launch a devastating attack at any time.
"If his plan fails, the Democratic Party, which has the hegemony of public opinion, can also throw the responsibility to the faction of the Avengers that refuses to sign the agreement and strengthen public support for the "Sokovia Accords." Such manipulation
The trick of public opinion is easy for SHIELD at first, but are you sure you are going to deal with him? I need the real win-loss ratio, I need to know how sure you are that you can win... I know, I will
.Initiate red route 3-110 and contact the task executor."
Rong-Alpha-a1. Executor confidentiality level: Crimson." A mechanical voice said in a plain and straightforward tone, "Please confirm the progress of the task, executor."
"Criminal psychologist. No one will detect my disguise."
"For the record, the mission progress is 56.5%. It is confirmed that the signal transmitting device is implanted under the skin, 3, 2, 1..."
"Hey! Can't you send a human operator?" Zemo complained, "I've had enough of talking to machines!"
"Confirmation of the subcutaneous implantation of the signal transmitting device is completed. The request has been accepted." The mechanical voice seemed not to hear Zemo's complaint at all, "Waiting for manual transfer, please wait..."
"Skip!" Zemo held up the phone and pushed back the slightly longer hair on his forehead with his fingers, "Enter the critical call."
"Request accepted." A high-pitched buzzer screamed from the other end of the phone.
After a brief silence, a nostalgic voice came into Zemo's ears.
"Did they repair your vocal cords?" A smile instantly appeared on the man's originally cold face. He communicated with the woman on the other end of the phone with a smile on his face, softly describing his current life, the suffering and pain he had experienced.
He ignored all the grief. He felt that time was running very fast at this moment, and no matter how hard he clenched his palms, he could not slow down the passage of time. As the twenty-minute limited call time gradually approached, Zemo couldn't help but speed up his speech.
, he promised the woman that they would be reunited eventually, and repeatedly promised that he would be able to do it. "We will be together soon, my dear." He said, "I promise you, I will pick up the mission after it is over."
You. Let’s go hide in a place where no one can find you. No one will disturb you. I promise..."
"The call is over." The sharp buzzer sounded again, and the mechanical voice cut off the call mercilessly, causing Zemo to swallow back the last words he had not yet spoken. Then the mechanical voice asked again, "Do you still need it?
Serve?"
"No more." Although dissatisfaction filled his heart, Zemo still confirmed the next call time before hanging up the phone. He rubbed his face and was about to relax when a sudden knock on the door made him
Suddenly alert, the voice claiming to be room service did not make him relax. He picked up the pistol with a silencer from the table, checked the magazine and swept aside the documents on the table. Those included passports.
The document belonged to a criminal psychology expert affiliated with the FBI. He had successfully assumed the identity of the expert. He slowly approached the door with a gun and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the approximate location of the knocker through the door panel.
, then he turned sideways and very carefully opened the guest room door a small crack to prevent himself from being completely exposed to the other party's sight. Only after seeing clearly who was coming, he put on his smile again.
"Let me do it, ma'am." He took the plate with one hand and said in fluent German, "It looks delicious."