"James, help!"

Watching the F-22 Raptor pilot in distress within Mark 50, Tony immediately changed his purpose, from saving the base to saving the pilot of the F-22 Raptor fighter.

"Understood."

Hearing Tony's order to fly away, James in the 'War Machine' instantly understood, controlled the steel suit on his body and turned sideways towards the paralyzed F-22 Raptor fighter not far away.

Bang dang!

"Soldier, hold on!"

Controlling the 'war machine' to fall on the F-22 Raptor fighter, James stretched out his arm in the steel suit and lifted the cockpit canopy of the F-22 Raptor fighter that could not be ejected normally because he was paralyzed, and directly rescued the pilot who was sitting inside with a panicked expression, and at the same time, the flames sprayed from the armor parts of his legs and took the pilot away from the runaway fighter.

Rumble!

Losing the pilot's control, the F-22 Raptor fighter, which was originally paralyzed and out of order due to the attack of [Dominic Butch], made a huge whistling sound in mid-air, crashing into the ground and producing a huge fire and roar.

"Now, the American military should be distressed."

Controlling the 'war machine' to stay in mid-air, James looked down at the firelight from the crash of the F-22 Raptor fighter and couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes, muttering.

As the most advanced fighter in the hands of the United States, the F-22 Raptor fighter is not cheap, and the cost of $150 million per unit is equivalent to the loss of hundreds of millions of dollars for every F-22 Raptor fighter that crashes. In fact, the reason why the F-22 Raptor fighter was discontinued is also very related to its sky-high cost.

Anyway, James knew that the crash of an F-22 Raptor fighter would make the American Air Force feel distressed for a while, and there was more than one crashed fighter in front of him.

Thinking of this, James turned the head of the steel suit and quickly set his eyes on another F-22 Raptor fighter.

"Jarvis, scan the F-22 Raptor fighter jet."

Controlling the Mark 50 as he approached another F-22 Raptor fighter, Tony watched the fighter shake violently due to the turbulence of the wind, and did not rush over recklessly to save the dangerous pilot. As a fighter, even if defense is sacrificed for speed, the F-22 Raptor fighter has a total length of more than 18 meters, a wing length closer to 14 meters, and a weight of more than a dozen tons.

Once out of control, the entire F-22 Raptor fighter is a lethal weapon, not to mention the various weapons and missile equipment loaded on the fighter.

This is a moving deadly arsenal.

"Sir, due to the influence of the strong wind, the part of the flight wing at the front end of the fighter has been damaged, and at the same time, the huge wind continues to destroy the power system of the fighter itself, causing an afterburner turbofan engine to stop working, and the blowing wind has taken away a lot of problems, causing the temperature of the cockpit where the pilot is located to drop sharply, and it will soon reach freezing, and the control system of the F-22 Raptor fighter may fail......"

In the Mark 50, the report from Jarvis shows that the situation with the F-22 Raptor fighter is not optimistic.

"Soldier, tell me how you are now!"

"Iron Man ......"

Through the glass in front of the cockpit of the F-22 Raptor fighter, the pilot inside quickly noticed Tony who was staying not far from the fighter, and the figure in the cockpit moved with difficulty, and at the same time shouted: "I feel a little cold, breathing...... I was breathing a little uncomfortable, and I was about to run out of breath. ”

"It's an oxygen production system!"

Hearing the cry for help from the pilot, Jarvis quickly scanned the breathing system of the F-22 Raptor fighter: "According to November 17, 2010, an F-22 Raptor fighter stationed at Emmendorf Air Force Base in Alaska and belonging to the 525th Flight Squadron of the American Air Force lost contact with the ground control center at 19:40 local time after routine flight training, and the search and rescue results showed that the pilot, Captain Jeffrey Hanney, did not eject successfully before the crash. Subsequent investigation of the accident revealed that the accident may have been caused by a design flaw in the oxygen generation system installed on the fighter jet, which caused insufficient oxygen supply when flying at high altitudes, resulting in the coma of the flight attendant flying the F-22 Raptor fighter. ”

Although the U.S. Air Force has since ordered and overhauled all remaining F-22 Raptor fighters, it has concluded that the root cause of the oxygen supply problem is a problem with the pressurized suit and related systems, and that its valves and filters have been replaced. But apparently, the issue of the supply of F-22 Raptor fighters has not been fully resolved. ”

"Not unexpected."

Hearing Jarvis' report within the Mark 50, Tony raised his eyebrows, not surprised.

In order to be able to make the F-22 Raptor fighter successfully become an army, the US military has invested nearly 100 billion US dollars in it, how can such a huge fighter group still be empty there.

As a combat equipment, the F-22 Raptor fighter is expensive not only after its cost, including subsequent maintenance and overhaul, it is not cheap, if the F-22 Raptor fighter is abandoned because of a small problem, unless the US military is crazy.

"Hold on, soldier, I'll come to your rescue right away!"

Knowing that the situation of the pilot in the F-22 Raptor fighter was in danger, Tony did not hesitate, he raised his arm, a laser device rose from the position of the hand armor of the Mark 50, and Tony directly cut off the flying wing of the F-22 Raptor fighter through the laser ray of the hand armor.

"Another loss of hundreds of millions of dollars."

Watching Tony cut off the wings of the F-22 Raptor fighter, Colonel James in the 'War Machine' muttered something more.

Click, click!

Without the support of the flying wings, the F-22 Raptor shook noticeably more violently, and began to roll rapidly under the blowing of the strong wind.

However, this seemingly dangerous result is exactly what Tony needs.

The F-22 Raptor fighter without a flying wing is also equivalent to a huge threat, looking at the rapidly tumbling fighter Tony did not hesitate any longer, and controlled the Mark 50 jet shock wave to approach the direction where the fighter was. Because of the loss of wings, the damage caused by the shaking of the F-22 Raptor fighter was much less, and Tony only needed to control the steel suit on his body to avoid the tumbling fighter, and at the same time extend the arm of the Mark 50, and a small number of nanomachines attached to it to form a grappling hook-like device to buckle onto the fighter.

Through the continuous climbing of the grappling hook device deformed by the nanomachine, Tony in Mark 50 quickly approached the cockpit position where the pilot was, looking at the pilot in the cabin who was unconscious due to the impact and flipping, Tony raised his arm and hand armor position The nanobot transformed into a sharp cutting tool again, and soon created an entrance for people to pass on the cockpit glass cover.

"Sir!"

"Whew~"

Looking at the hole in the cockpit canopy, Mark 50 Netoni breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to reach out to rescue the unconscious pilot inside, when Jarvis's reminder suddenly rang in his ears.

Bang Bang –

Immediately after, a crisp sound of the upper touching metal sounded behind Tony.

At the same time, Tony noticed that the wind around the F-22 Raptor had stopped for a moment.

"Iron Man, you shouldn't be here."

Standing on top of the broken F-22 Raptor fighter, [Dominic Butch]'s stand-in [Weather Forecast] crouched down and pressed his hands on the fighter.

The violently tumbling fighter stopped turning in an instant, and floated there silently like a meteorite in space.

"I've already spared you before."

Standing at the end of the F-22 Raptor fighter, [Dominic Butch]'s gaze swept over Tony and the unconscious pilot in the cockpit, and said slowly in a calm voice: "If it weren't for the dragon, when you broke into the base before, I would have shot you down directly, don't think that I don't know the information that the dragon has passed to you, if it weren't for my acquiescence, do you think the information in the base can be passed to the Avengers so easily." ”

Boom Boom –

Accompanied by Dominic Butch's words, a deafening roar suddenly sounded in the surrounding clouds.

Sweeping his gaze over the flickering thunder around him, and feeling the unparalleled terrifying power of lightning up close, Mark50 Netoni subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

With the Mark50 defense on his body, although it will not be destroyed by the power of lightning, the furious lightning is enough to wreak havoc on the steel suit. And, if the lightning did fall, he didn't think there was any chance of survival for the pilot he was trying to save inside the F-22 Raptor fighter.

"Lightning must not be allowed to fall."

Inside the steel suit, Tony's gaze swept over the unconscious pilot inside the F-22 Raptor fighter jet, and thought to himself.

"In fact, the Avengers didn't want to be involved in the SCP Foundation's containment mission in the first place......"

Taking a deep breath, Tony tried his best to suppress the tension in his heart, tensed his nerves and looked at [Dominic Butch] in front of him and said: "The information given by Mr. Long let us know that the SCP Foundation's containment of the [Holy Lord] is proceeding smoothly, in fact, this is what the Avengers want to see, so after confirming the authenticity of the information, the Avengers made the decision not to interfere, and try not to interfere in your containment work as much as possible according to the wishes of the SCP Foundation." ”

"The right decision, in that case, why don't you continue to follow this decision."

Hearing Tony's answer, [Dominic Butch] nodded slightly, but the expression on his face did not relax in the slightest.

"If we can, we certainly want everything to go smoothly."

In the face of [Dominic Butch]'s question, Tony in Mark 50 had a wry smile on his face.

"However, the plan can't keep up with the change, the Pentagon's decision is obviously beyond our previous expectations, the White House will send troops to fight the [Holy Lord], but this action of our American military will have an impact on the containment of the SCP Foundation, and at the same time, Colonel James, who controls the 'war machine', is also a good friend of mine, so I can't watch him risk his life."

Because of the previous encounters, the Avengers know very well that the strength of the [Holy Lord] cannot be defeated by relying on the proud equipment of the American military alone.

“……”

On the F-22 Raptor fighter, after listening to Tony's explanation, [Dominic Butch] was silent for a moment.

He glanced up at Tony, who was wrapped in a steel suit in front of him, then turned his head to look at the unconscious pilot in the cockpit, and then spoke: "The SCP Foundation doesn't need any help, we can solve all crises on our own, whether it is the containment of the [Holy Lord] or the threat of the American military, we can solve it alone." ”

After saying all this, [Dominic Butch] didn't pay attention to Tony on the broken F-22 Raptor fighter in front of him, he controlled the stand-in [Weather Forecast] behind him to produce a whirlwind, and soon wrapped his body to break through the dense fog and disappear without a trace.

Whew-

Whew-

With the departure of [Dominic Butch], the wind that had been stagnant on the F-22 Raptor roared again, and the fighter jet also rolled violently.

"What, damn it!"

The sudden change gave Tony on the fighter no time to think about the words [Dominic Butch] left before leaving.

He controlled his arms to rescue the unconscious pilot in the cockpit, and then kicked his legs on the F-22 Raptor fighter jet and flew away from the dangerous wreckage.

……

"Sir, two F-22 Raptor fighters are out of response at the same time."

Canadian border, where the American camp was stationed.

When General Ross heard the news from the soldiers, his originally cold face immediately frowned.

"Go ahead and confirm the pilot's condition, contact Colonel James for me, I need more detailed information."

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at the soldiers who turned to leave, General Ross reached out and held his forehead, before the war really began, there was a loss of two F-22 Raptor fighters, and he was a little worried about the Pentagon's reaction.

Camps, outposts.

"Hey, Jerry......"

With a gun in hand and looking at the monotonous environment around him, a black soldier's attention began to spread, he looked up at his comrades opposite, and couldn't help but ask.

"You say we're really going to fight monsters this time?"

"Perhaps."

Perhaps because it was at the Canadian border, in this place known as the backyard garden of the United States, the soldiers really couldn't think of anything to be wary of, so when they heard the black man's inquiry, the soldier standing opposite him immediately shrugged his shoulders, and at the same time changed his stance to be a little more relaxed, and replied.

"Isn't that the time for superheroes to do?"

"So the Avengers didn't come to the army too, if it weren't for being on duty, I would have gone to Captain America to ask for an autograph."

"I don't like Captain America, I like that red-haired ...... after all"

Pouting, hearing the words of his comrades opposite, the black soldier grinned and was about to say something meaty, when suddenly a cool breeze swept through the bodies of the two soldiers in the outpost.