Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Soon, Nick Fury no longer had to worry about whether to adopt Tony's method. On-site investigators discovered that the underwater vortex caused by the inflow of river water at the sinkhole disappeared.

When the divers fearfully approached the pit with safety ropes attached, they were shocked to find that the water pouring into the pit had completely frozen, and the pit was blocked by gray-black ice wrapped in sediment.

"Based on the flow rate, the front end of the water flow has approached or even flowed into the upper mantle layer, where the temperature is close to one thousand degrees Celsius. Normally, the river water should turn into steam instead of freezing." Tony said, "I don't know what that thing is.

, but it is certain that it will absorb heat from the surrounding environment; it is not yet clear whether it will have an impact on other forms of energy."

Nick Fury's eyebrows jumped when he heard this; he remembered the incident in New Mexico not long ago. He also encountered an alien creation there that could absorb the surrounding energy.

If possible, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. really wanted to call Asgard right away, or he could have taken a step back and called Kama Taj; unfortunately, he didn't leave the other party's phone number.

"Can your method still work? I mean the ultrasound contact plan."

Tony shook his head: "I'm afraid not; as the saying goes - outdated is not enough.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

Nick Fury couldn't help but secretly cursed "Fuck Fuck!"

Fortunately, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. did not 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.

"Surfer Boy" appeared in the waters off New Zealand in the Southern Hemisphere - washed up from the bottom of the sea.

"WHAT THE HELL?" This was the second time Tony said this today. "That's the antipodal point of London; that guy really went 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 information you mentioned be activated?"

"Yes, it's started." 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 said matter-of-factly.

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. almost cursed; he was still by the Thames River in London at the moment. If he had known better, he should have obtained the electromagnetic wave frequency from Tony Stark and let S.H.I.E.L.D. send the signal.

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

Whether it is the radar signal or the satellite footage, "Surfer Boy" has stopped its 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..."

I saw "Surf Boy" starting up again after a brief pause and still flying towards the Australian mainland along the established route, paying no attention to the source of the signal.

"It seems our 'surfer boy' refuses to communicate. Is he too shy?" Tony said with some disappointment.

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

Tony heard the command from Director SHIELD and couldn't help but mutter: "Are you sure? The target's detected flying speed in outer space is almost close to the speed of light, and the detected speed in the atmosphere is as high as twenty times the speed of sound. You can let the most

Fighters with 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 visitors than Tony Stark, and no one was more nervous than him about the consequences.

Because Tony has never seen Qiang act so solemnly; whether it is the Afghan rescue, 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, Qiang has always been at ease.

Only this time, Tony saw unprecedented caution and vigilance from that little brother.

Before the fighter jets in the air made contact with "Surfer Boy", the silver light and shadow had already rushed into the sky over the Australian continent. The opponent did not seem to have deliberately chosen a route. It passed through both big cities like Sydney and uninhabited vast 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 in the entire city of Sydney, and all power supply equipment tripped or burned down. At the same time, a large area of ​​​​the temperature dropped along the flight path, followed by widespread snowfall.

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

"Did the other party launch an attack on us?" Someone in the headquarters could not hold his breath.

Nick Fury said solemnly: "Whether it is an attack or not, it has caused losses and panic; the opponent must be stopped immediately."

Everyone turned their attention to the satellite footage, hoping that the fighter jets would take off to intercept.

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

Go in the same direction.

Because of the difference in speed, when the two fighter planes completed their turn, the silver light shadow had already rushed not far behind the two fighters; and the speed never slowed down, trying to pass directly between the two fighters.

"Silver target, slow down now, slow down now!" The fighter plane's radio communication received no response as expected. The specially installed external broadcast only had time to shout once, and the silver light and shadow had already passed between the two fighters, rushing towards each other.

Arrive at the front.

Some of the air interaction actions and communication signals agreed by various countries did not receive any response. The mysterious silver light and shadow clearly ignored the world's most advanced fighter aircraft.

Seeing the target passing over the fighter plane and gradually getting farther away, Nick Fury immediately ordered: "Shoot it down!"

Four AIM air-to-air missiles roared away. But what was embarrassing was that the "Surf Boy" accelerated again. Not only was the F22 unable to match it, but the missiles were also pulled further and further away. They soon lost their target and began to rely on inertia.

Flying in the air.

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

Before anyone at SHIELD could feel frustrated, the silver light suddenly stopped, and no movement was seen. The two F22s that had been unwilling to give up were like kites with broken strings, falling to the ground.

"The flight control system is down, the flight control system is down, can't restart, repeat, can't restart!" The pilot's anxious voice could be heard clearly in the command center.

Fortunately, although the flight control system was paralyzed, the escape system could still work. When it was determined that the aircraft could not be saved, the two pilots parachuted to escape.

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

The two most advanced fighter jets only hindered the other side for less than five seconds - perhaps it was the result of the other side not trying its best.

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

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

The range of air defense and anti-missile systems is limited, and even air-to-air missiles launched at close range are helpless against the target, let alone air defense missiles on the ground that can only defend at fixed points?

Furthermore, the hit rate of the air defense and anti-missile systems is limited. Even if they are deployed on the opponent's flight path, they may not be able to hit the target. The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. does not think that stacking three anti-missile systems can intercept 70% of them.

The rate is increased to 210%.

As S.H.I.E.L.D. and the U.S. military teamed up to intercept but failed, more news came pouring in.

"Sir, the Divine Spear Bureau has sent a notification that they will activate a new defense system that will only target unknown alien targets. Please do not misjudge us."

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

Nick Fury frowned and asked: "What are the specific circumstances?"

"Further detection in progress...Unable to issue detection command, sir; our systems are blocked."

"Who did it? A hacker?" The more serious the situation, the more problems appeared, and Nick Fury was almost furious.

"NO, the shielding instruction comes from a higher level of authorization..."

"Who the hell has higher authority?" The director of SHIELD almost laughed angrily. Isn't he the director of SHIELD anymore?

"Authorization comes from...the World Security Council; the person who issued the order was Deputy Director Hill."

Nick Fury's face was so gloomy that it looked as if it had been washed with ink.