Marvel’s Big Villain

The elder gathered his loyal soldiers and searched the mine area carefully.

The rest stayed in Su Rui's laboratory and waited quietly.

Although the laboratories on the upper and lower floors have been evacuated, they can observe the mining area outside through the windows.

The comrades can believe what kind of scene it used to be here.

Vibranium is indeed the most precious metal on earth, even if it is used by a mediocre person like Wakanda, it can turn decay into magic.

More than an hour later, the surrendered Wakanda fighter returned to the laboratory to report on the situation.

According to the information provided by Alex, the mining area is empty.

After receiving the notification from T'Challa, Su Rui dispatched the remaining hundreds of fighter planes in Wakanda to urgently transport away all the vibration gold mined in the mining area.

In addition, there are scientific research results, scientific research equipment, and scientific research personnel in the laboratory.

It can be said that all the core things in Wakanda were transported away by her.

Anger ignited in Belmode's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Your king is really scheming. We tried our best to capture Wakanda, but we only got an empty shell."

The light words made the elder shudder and tremble.

It's over, this Her Majesty the Queen will not be held accountable, will she?

He quickly jumped out and said angrily, "Your Majesty, you don't know anything."

"T'Challa and his father T'Chaka are selfish, sinister and cunning people."

"In order for his son to ascend the throne smoothly, T'Chaka sent him abroad when T'Challa was young to learn outside knowledge and experience, and we still use the same old methods for our children."

"In order to make his son's throne more stable, he also handed over the core laboratory of Wakanda to his daughter Su Rui. The scientific research results in the laboratory are the accumulation of Wakanda for thousands of years."

"After T'Chaka's death, T'Challa became king. He inherited his father's style, and he did nothing less than that. With such a selfish king, we can't predict his behavior in advance."

T'Challa died and Su Rui ran away. No matter what the elder said, no one stood up to confront him, so he tried his best to clear up his responsibility.

Thinking of Wakanda's political system, Belmode asked: "I heard that in Wakanda, the king cannot cover the sky with one hand. Your tribal council of elders has more power than the king. Since T'Chaka is emptying you, Is there no objection from the tribal council of elders?"

Hearing this, the elder beat his chest and stamped his feet, and angrily scolded his former companions: "Those short-sighted people only care about enjoying themselves, and never think about the future of Wakanda."

"The times have changed, and the world pattern is like a cloud of mist, but they still stubbornly stick to their stupid traditions. As long as they are given their due status, they will not object to anyone being a king. Over time, we have been squeezed out in the outside the center of power."

But this group of extremely stupid people would rather die than submit to the Clown Organization.

From a rational point of view, they are more worthy of respect.

Belmode waved his hand and said indifferently: "I understand, I won't blame you for this matter."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen!" The elder smiled and saluted respectfully to his comrades.

Belmod went on to say: "However, Wakanda does not have ready-made vibration gold, which is indeed a big trouble. That man named Su Rui took away all the technicians. Do you have talents who are proficient in mining and smelting ore?"

The elder showed embarrassment, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, as I said just now, all the core technologies are in the hands of the two brothers and sisters. We elders have no status and no real power."

No technology, no talent, means everything has to start from scratch.

Belmode frowned a little irritably, and muttered to himself: "It seems that we have to mine the ore by ourselves."

If there is no relevant information and equipment, everything starts from scratch...

I don't know when the vibrating gold ore can be made into a weapon spaceship.

Damn T'Challa!

Belmode turned around and said, "Harry, it's not too late. You'll have to go back to the base later and bring all the scientific researchers from the base, especially the experts who are proficient in ore smelting."

Harry nodded: "No problem!"

…………

Washington, Tricurve Wing Headquarters!

Ever since the geographic coordinates of the Clown Organization were exposed, the sky above this area has been continuously detected by reconnaissance satellites.

Just now, the satellite captured a mysterious photo.

Five minutes later, this photo appeared on Director Nick Fury's desk.

The content of the photo is that a dozen oval spaceships are engaged in a fierce firefight with a group of steel armor.

Nick Fury sat at his desk, put down the photo, and hurriedly asked, "When was this shot?"

The agent who delivered the photo replied, "About five or six minutes ago."

Nick Fury nodded and said, "Okay, I see, go get busy."

When the agent left the office, he picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.

Those steel battle armors with special coatings are undoubtedly the battle armor legion organized by the clown.

But which country do these oval spaceships belong to?

As far as Nick Fury can remember, no country has ever had a fighter in this shape.

Unless it is a secret force of a certain country.

But if it is a secret force, why don't they discuss with the governments of various countries in advance if they want to deal with the clown organization?

Nick Fury is very clear in his heart that these countries are yelling at the clown organization on the surface.

But when it was time to do something, everyone became a coward, not daring to stand out.

Unless one of the forces negotiates from it, let the governments of all countries take action together.

Otherwise, no government is willing to carry out such a thankless task of destroying the Clown Organization alone.

This is what the United Nations General Assembly in Vienna is for.

But if it's not the government, then where do these spaceships belong?

An alien like Loki?

Or it's just a secret weapon researched by the Joker organization, and they want to use the steel armor to test the combat data of these spaceships.

Nick Fury frowned and pondered, but still couldn't think of a reasonable answer.

So, he put away the photos and left the office, took the elevator to the office of the World Security Council on the top floor.

The discovery of suspicious spacecraft in the African region is extremely important.

If he concealed the report without authorization, he could be dismissed from his post based on this incident alone, and he could even be sued in a military court.

…………

In the Security Council office, Alexander was working at his desk in a suit, with a pile of documents on his desk.

He looked up at Nick Fury, his expression immediately became serious: "Fury, something happened?"

Nick Fury said in surprise: "You guessed it right!"

Alexander smiled wryly and said, "There's no need to guess! Although everyone is in the same building, unless something major happens, you won't walk into this office."

"It's really a big deal." Nick Fury took out the photo and put it on the table.

Alexander took the photo to check, and then stood up abruptly with a bang.

"this is……"

Nick Fury explained to him: "This was taken by a reconnaissance satellite 15 minutes ago, in the suspected activity area."

It is suspected that the steel armor of the clown organization appeared in the area. It seems that they are hiding in Africa.

"Who are these strange spaceships?"

Nick Fury shook his head, frowning bitterly: "I thought for a long time and couldn't think of a name, so I came to you."

Alexander took a closer look and sighed: "I can't think of it either, the appearance of these spaceships is really strange."

Nick Fury's guess just now, Alexander can also think of it, so he also came to the same conclusion.

The level of this matter is no longer what they can handle, and the five members of the Security Council must be notified.

"With this photo, you can finally stand up in front of the congressmen." Alexander flicked the photo with his fingers.

Nick Fury smiled contemptuously: "When did I counsel in front of them?"

Alexander laughed, opened the door and walked into the meeting room, notifying several congressmen to go online.

…………

After seeing this photo and listening to Nick Fury's reasoning, the five congressmen also felt that this matter was a bit tricky.

It is a good thing to be able to find the precise coordinates of the clown organization, but these spaceships of unknown origin are a big trouble.

Judging from the shape of the spaceship, the technological level of the forces behind it far exceeds that of any earth country.

Are these spaceships really from aliens?

Why did they attack the clown organization?

Most importantly, for the governments of various countries, are they friends or foes?

All five MPs are the voices of the country.

For ordinary things, they have the ability to make decisions.

But this matter is no small matter, they must report to the top leaders of the governments of various countries, and they will hold a video conference to discuss this matter.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is monitoring this area 24 hours a day. Remember not to act rashly before the Supreme Leaders' meeting reaches a conclusion!"

Nick Fury nodded, he thought so too.

…………

The five congressmen went offline, and the two left the meeting room side by side.

Alexander returned the photo to Nick Fury and sighed: "The clown, it's the clown again! Thinking back carefully, we've been dealing with them all these years."

Nick Fury also said with emotion: "Yes! When the Clown Organization was still an earthworm, you, me, and S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't pay enough attention to it. As a result, it grew into a dragon in the blink of an eye. How could it be possible to kill a dragon? It's so easy."

Alexander nodded, and said with a serious face: "So in order not to repeat the same mistakes, the 'Insight Plan' must be implemented as scheduled. Now that the preparations are complete, I will formally propose it to the members at the next regular meeting. You...do you have any comments? "

Project Insight is the ultimate weapon in eliminating the Joker, and any potential criminal.

Nick Fury has been looking forward to this day for countless years, and of course he has no objections.

"Don't worry sir! I will stand by your side!"

Alexander showed a smiling face, patted him on the shoulder, and sent him outside the door: "Don't work overtime tonight, go home early and rest! Because of the clown, you have been sleeping in the office for several days, and now you are out again. About the mysterious spaceship."

"It will take at least a few days for the top leaders to hold a meeting to study. You should take advantage of this time to rest well. When the order really comes down, I'm afraid you will have to stay up all night."

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Back at the director's office, Nick Fury handled today's affairs step by step.

After signing the last document, he looked up at the time on the monitor.

22:33

Hey, before I knew it, it was half past ten!

Thinking of what Alexander said, Nick Fury hesitated for two or three seconds.

But in the end, he chose to put down the documents and take out the car keys from the drawer.

There are many days to be busy in the future, so let's take a good rest for two days now.

Take the elevator to the underground parking lot, and a black Chevrolet SUV with an ordinary appearance is parked in a dedicated parking space.

Nick Fury got into the car, started the car and drove out of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

Three blocks from headquarters, the Chevrolet stopped at a traffic light at an intersection.

Where do you want to go to sleep tonight?

Nick Fury has this annoyance every time he leaves headquarters to go home.

Crossroads, four directions, four houses.

Make a U-turn and go back to sleep in the chief lounge of the Tricurve Wing headquarters.

Go straight, the houses along the street full of humanistic and artistic atmosphere.

Turn left, the top-floor luxury apartment in the city.

Turn right, elegant detached villas in the suburbs.

These four residences are all Nick Fury likes, but which one should I go to?

Because there are too many houses, Nick Fury has to think for a long time every time before this red light.

Hill, the former assistant, also joked: This is the crossroads of his life.

Hey Hill...

No, no, I'm thinking sideways, first decide where to sleep tonight.

The traffic lights counted down and flashed, leaving him with 5 seconds to think.

Nick Fury first ruled out a U-turn back to the chief's lounge.

In S.H.I.E.L.D., he always felt an inexplicable sense of tension, and such an environment was not conducive to relaxing.

With three seconds left on the countdown, he ruled out downtown penthouses.

The urban area is too lively, which is also not conducive to rest.

Then there are only houses along the street full of artistic and humanistic atmosphere, and elegant and quiet single-family villas surrounded by mountains and rivers.

When the countdown reached the last second, he finally made a choice according to his heart.

Go straight to the street house.

A detached villa is so perfect, it is easy to be content with pleasure and kill fighting spirit if you stay there for a long time.

The green light is on!

The black Chevrolet started slowly and walked straight to the middle of the intersection.

Suddenly, Chevrolet turned sharply to the right and drove onto the road to the suburbs.

It's not that Nick Fury changed his mind temporarily, he was also confused at the moment.

Chevrolet's automatic driving suddenly started, and the steering wheel turned to the right uncontrollably.

Nick Fury asked, "What's going on?"

The on-board system replied: "Propulsion system failure!"

Nick Fury: "Then reboot!"

"Restarting..."

"Restart failed..."

"Restarting..."

"Restart failed..."

It's over, the system is stuck in an infinite loop.

Nick Fury sighed: "Contact the S.H.I.E.L.D. back office!"

System: "Communication system failure!"

Nick Fury suggested: "Then fly, don't hit people in the middle of the night!"

System: "VTOL engine failure!"

Nick Fury was speechless: "So what do you have that works?"

System: "The air conditioner and audio-visual system are operating normally!"

Nick Fury: "Mom Fuck!"