The new version of Blackadder was finished, two times larger than the original, and the Jazz Arms were ready, although there was only one set. Now Wesley needed to familiarize himself with his weapons and see if there were any changes that needed to be made before he could mass-produce some of them.
Tony Stark's villa was quite isolated, built on a cliff by the sea. Wesley could shoot wildly at the sea without fear. The energy gun in his left arm had no way to use the sling gun, which made Wesley a little depressed.
"Apple, did we design an energy model based on the pistol?" Wesley asked.
"This can indeed be done, but I don't have any ideas for the time being. It's difficult to determine the shape of the energy impact emitted by the energy weapon. It must not be solid, and the use of the gun requires a sharp or round-tipped bullet to draw an arc."
"Well, I'll work hard. If I have an idea, I'll make it immediately. Otherwise, my strength will be weakened a lot. The key is that the weapon is not reliable."
"What you should be thinking about now is the problem of close-combat weapons. You can't always use firearms to shoot. I think you know the chaos of the Battle of New York. Without close-combat weapons, you will be at a disadvantage."
"So what weapon can match my characteristics and can be used in close combat?"
"How is the weapon of the Honorary Enforcer?" Apple actually gave a conclusion, which is much better than in the past.
"Interesting. A pair of spinning axes?"
"Not bad…" At this point, Tony Stark called him.
"Wesley, come in for a moment. Don't practice yet. I got a call from Phil Coulson. He has something to do with me. You should come with me."
Wesley asked curiously, "What do you have to do?"
"Recently, something big happened in New York. A big green guy made a lot of noise over there. There are video records here that they sent over. Let's take a look together."
Wesley returned to the villa and put his Iron Man Armor directly into the space inside his body. It was very fast and convenient. He could not compare with Stark's wealth. Although the company was very valuable now, he actually had no funds in his hands and had invested all of them into the company, so he had no way of getting too much auxiliary equipment.
"What was it?"
"Let's watch it together." He asked J.A.R.V.I.S. to start playing it. The image appeared and shook violently. It could be seen that it was not taken by a professional. There was chaos. A big guy was destroying it unscrupulously. The street was full of panicked people, and this big guy Wesley knew about Abomination.
Wesley did not expect it to be the plot of Invincible Hulk. Then Hulk appeared and the two big guys fought. The streets, buildings, and cars were constantly destroyed. "When did this happen? Why didn't we know?"
"Just a few days ago, we have been studying your new equipment, and it should be news control. The information collected by J.A.R.V.I.S is not much. I have heard of this big green guy before, but hasn't it disappeared for a long time?"
"It's probably the U.S. military who found him again. If they have nothing to do, they are talking about our country," Wesley complained.
"You're right. They think the whole world is against them. Do they have persecution delusions?" Tony Stark did not hide his disgust for these politicians and generals.
Wesley nodded in agreement. "You're absolutely right. So what do they want you to do now? Are they going to arrest you? You probably won't agree to that."
"No, someone wants to add Abomination to the Avengers, but Nick Fury is not a fool. This guy is obviously violent and will not want it at all. But now the sound is very loud. Phil wants me to go to General Ross and ask him to lock Abomination up."
"Oh, not a bad idea. Then let's go." Wesley had seen this place before. It was a small Marvel short film used to connect the plot between Iron Man and the Hulk, and now it has become a reality.
The two of them packed up and got into Tony Stark's private plane in suits and leather shoes. Wesley did not envy this plane at all. What he wanted most was the one that S.H.I.E.L.D. had compensated Phil Coulson with. However, he would probably have to die once to get it. This was a little difficult.
The plane flew directly to New York. The news they got was that General Ross was getting drunk in a small bar. He must have been provoked. It made sense. A person like him could even catch his own daughter for his personal interests. Now that things had turned out this way, the project he was responsible for had been cut off and the benefits were gone. He had enjoyed the process of falling from heaven to prison.
"This kind of person deserves this, but why is he still a general?" Wesley asked as he looked at the information Phil handed him.
"This kind of thing is not our business, and the problem now is how to make General Ross refuse to release Abomination, so that he can't be included in the Avengers plan. Mr. Stark, we think it's time for you, the consultant of SHIELD, to take action."
"Wise choice. Wesley, let's go." Tony Stark seemed to enjoy the task of provoking a general. Of course, he did not think much of the general.
For the first time, Tony Stark's identity as a consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D. showed its value. The two of them drove to the door of a small bar, opened the door, and walked in. A man in a military uniform was drinking hard at the bar. The two of them looked at each other and walked over.
"Well, I smell steel, beer… and defeat," Tony Stark said as he walked. "General, you know I don't like to say 'I told you so', but the Super Soldier project is not dusty for no reason. I always thought the hardware was more reliable…"
"Stark, you're always so well-dressed." General Ross's eyes were blurred with alcohol and he swayed his upper body as if he might fall out of the chair at any time.
"Yes, you hit the nail on the head. That's the difference between us. That's why I always succeed and you're a failure."
"Watch your words, Stark." General Ross was a little angry. He was a high-ranking general. Even though he was down and out, his position did not waver at all. He was just one project away.
"Words, who am I? Tony Stark, even the President of the United States, I speak like this. Now I am here on behalf of SHIELD. Some people think that Abomination can become a hero in battle. This time, the big green guy needs to take the blame for the Harlem matter. How about it? When will you leave it to us?"
Tony Stark looked arrogant. "Although your research is trash, since the World Security Council wants it, hand it over quickly. Even if you don't use it, it's much better than staying with you."
"Stark, don't think about it. I will close Abomination for the rest of his life. He will never come out. Now get out of here."
"Leave, General, you own this place? I don't think so. The boss came over and bought this place. How much is it?" Tony Stark waved the check and bought the bar as if he was addicted. "General, now that I am the boss here, I will blow up on Thursday and then demolish this trashy bar. It is not in my taste at all."