The plan to rescue Tony was officially finalized by the Avengers.
Peter, who was mummified with bandages, weakly asked a question.
That is, except for Frank, who is the god of death, none of them has the ability to act alone with their souls. How can they get to the Soul Society, which is similar to the legendary 'hell' that only souls can reach?
And even Frank, as a god of death, has never been to the Soul Society so far, let alone summoning the 'World Crossing Gate'.
Regarding this point, Natasha thought for a moment and tried to come up with an idea: "Actually, you don't need to worry too much about this problem. Since Lord wants to use our help to rescue Tony, he will definitely be able to solve this problem. "
"Now that the method of entry has been solved for the time being, the remaining problem is information." Steve nodded slightly, and then raised a fatal question: "We can't just rush in blankly, we must get some information from the Soul Society Just some rough information."
The three people, who were from the military and agents, agreed with Steve's suggestion.
Frank nodded and said, "That's right. Breaking into Soul Society directly without any intelligence will only make the success rate of the plan even lower. Not only will it not be possible to save Tony, but we will be dragged into it together."
Natasha said: "As for intelligence, you can also ask Lord. He shouldn't hide it."
Fury looked around and asked, "Are there any other questions? Let's raise them together."
Barton hesitated again and again and said: "Director, I think our strength alone is not enough to compete with Soul Society. We must have strong reinforcements. Otherwise, even if we plan carefully, in the face of absolute strength, it will be just an egg." It’s just a stone.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
This is an unavoidable and acute question, and it is also a dilemma they must face.
Are the Avengers strong?
It's very strong, at least on the Earth planet, it can still be ranked high.
But in front of those captain-level gods of death who destroyed cities and countries at every turn and fought against thousands of people, they were as weak as newborn chickens.
If they insist on talking, maybe only Frank and Banner can barely fight with the captain. The others will die in the past, and it will be a meaningless death.
As soon as the spiritual pressure explodes, ordinary people fall down like wheat.
No matter you are an urban soldier or a top agent, under the cross-dimensional attack of spiritual pressure, you are no different from ordinary people.
"Don't we have reinforcements already?"
Seeing that everyone's faces were clouded and the atmosphere in the conference room was extremely solemn, Fury laughed out loud at an inappropriate time and said with a bit of relaxation in his tone: "It is normal for the gap to be large, but it does not mean that we have no chance. .”
Steve and others looked puzzled, wondering what kind of medicine Furui was selling in his gourd.
"Lord Carr is our reinforcement."
Fury showed a meaningful look and said: "We are just a 'knife'. The person who really controls this knife is Lord. His character can prompt us to save Tony, which means that Tony is important to him." It must be important."
Natasha was the first to react, her beautiful eyes widening: "Does he want us to disrupt Soul Society's attention, and then he can rescue Tony from the secret?"
Steve frowned: "But in this case, even if Tony can be rescued, we will be trapped again by then, right?"
Fury sighed and nodded slightly: "This is the risk of the plan."
If this plan is really followed, another situation is likely to result in the end.
That is, Lord took advantage of them to disturb Soul Society's attention and secretly rescued Tony Stark, then treated them as abandoned children. Without support and support, they would be completely trapped to death. Soul Society.
And this is the meaning revealed in Fury's words.
"Uh...I have something to say."
Just when everyone was weighing the price, Peter weakly raised his hand and said: "Uncle Ben once told me a truth, that is, the more you think about it, the more you will lose. What else? I don’t even want to, just do it first and then talk about it.”
Frank's eyes lit up and he looked at Peter with a little more appreciation: "Spider-boy is right. The more we consider the gains and losses, the more things we will be afraid of. No matter what the final result is, we will have to do it." We’re going to rescue Tony, aren’t we?”
"You're right...the more you hesitate, the more opportunities you will miss." Steve stood up slowly, glanced at everyone with a firm gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Since we clearly want to save Tony, Then let’s put aside the issue of retreat for the time being and concentrate on how to rescue him.”
An excellent team must have an excellent leader.
The leader's inherent appeal and charm will stabilize the entire team at any time, allowing them to unite into a rope and burst out with amazing power. Obviously, Captain America Steve Rogers is such a person.
Infected by his magnetic voice, Barton put aside that idea and smiled: "I am willing to serve you, captain."
"Now that you've decided, let's go find Lord."
Fury crossed his arms and said solemnly: "If nothing else happens, he should be waiting for you."
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New York, Queens.
The crowds within a few kilometers of Jingling Pavilion were dispersed by SHIELD in advance for various reasons.
An advanced Harrier fighter plane carrying six Avengers. After the stealth coating material on the exterior faded away, its domineering figure was directly revealed in mid-air. The four engines located at the front and rear of the aircraft were vertical, spraying flames slowly. Landed on the ground.
When the six people walked out of the Harrier fighter, they found a little girl with black hair and a plump face wearing a black death suit. She was standing pretty at the door of Jingling Pavilion, with a handle on her waist. The long sword that did not match her size seemed to have expected them to come and was here to wait for them.
Sound dream...
Everyone who was familiar with Lord's information recognized this girl at a glance.
"one two three four five six......"
Yinmeng pointed his fingers and counted them in sequence, then imitated an adult, crossed his chest and nodded: "Not bad, there are three more people than brother expected, although two of them seemed to be making up the count, but after all, ”
Natasha and Barton were a little embarrassed because they were just 'making up the numbers'.
"Long time no see, Nemu."
Frank's frozen face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, actually showed a smile at this moment, and he even pulled out a Mickey doll as tall as one person by magic: "Here~ this is a gift I brought you when I went to Orlando. Take a look, do you like it?"
Peter took a sneak peek and immediately cried out.
He, Ned and Michelle had seen this Mickey doll before when they went to Disneyland on their day off. The price in the display cabinet was as high as five thousand US dollars, and it was a limited edition!
You know, five thousand dollars can buy a very good car.
Natasha and Barton naturally knew it, and they immediately cast a strange look. They didn't expect Frank to actually like children.
"Wow~ thank you!"
Nemu happily took the doll, rubbed it and said, "Next time I make a prosthetic body for you, I won't cut corners!"
The corners of Frank's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a long time.
"You guys come with me, brother has been waiting for you for a long time." Nemeng was reluctant to leave the doll, turned around and walked into Jingling Pavilion first.
"Let's go."
Frank said no problem and walked in first.
Seeing this, several other people followed suit.
When they came to the basement, everyone except Frank had shock written all over their faces!
"What a... such a big basement!"
Peter opened his mouth wide and looked at the endless loess plain. The shock in his heart could not subside for a long time.
When Frank was searching for Lord's figure with his eyes, he accidentally discovered another annoying person, and that person happened to look over. When the two saw each other, they immediately broke into foul language.
"Frank?"
"Constantine?!"
"Fake, why are you here?"
"Thank you for your generous gift, you shameless Bichi, you almost tricked me to death last time!"
At this point, all the 'protagonists' have arrived.
