Fifty new-energy Iron Man suits raided fifty drunken guards.
The disparity in combat power was enormous; the result was never in doubt.
Seconds after the attack order was given, all the guards on the hideout's perimeter were killed, without a single cry for help being uttered.
After eliminating the guards, the armored soldiers gathered, floating in the air.
Natasha activated her helmet display's reconnaissance mode, and the hideout's complete architecture was revealed to her.
The base was made of reinforced concrete, covering 1500 square meters, with three floors above ground and two below. There were three surface entrances, and the second basement level had a secret tunnel connecting to the Los Angeles sewer network.
After carefully reviewing the structural layout, Natasha issued her combat orders.
Two soldiers were assigned to guard each of the three surface entrances. The most critical underground exit was assigned a full ten Iron Soldiers.
The rest would assault the party on the B1 level from the surface entrances, while simultaneously activating signal jammers to prevent the organization's members from calling for help.
The orders given, all team members moved to their posts.
Natasha took the lead, using her palm cannon to blast through the hideout's main gate.
Boom!
The heavy metal door was obliterated by the electromagnetic pulse, letting out a deafening crash.
The sound spread rapidly. When it reached the party on the B1 level, everyone's ears were filled with a high-pitched ringing.
The raucous party fell instantly silent. Everyone stared, wide-eyed and stunned.
Someone reacted quickly, smashing their bottle on the floor and roaring, "Shit! We have an enemy breach!"
The words had barely left his mouth when all the members snapped to their senses.
Daring to storm a Joker organization branch? Who the fuck is so unafraid of death?
The members were enraged. They instantly inverted their bottles, smashed the bottoms off, and brandished the sharp, jagged glass.
These were all official members of the LA branch, every one of them with blood on their hands. Coupled with their drunken state, they were even more reckless and unafraid of a deadly fight.
Boom!
Natasha piloted her suit, crashing through the B1 level's iron door, and hovered above the party.
The Joker members, armed with broken bottles and ready for a brawl, were all dumbfounded.
They might have considered the enemy could be cops, or maybe the FBI, but they never expected it to be Iron Man.
Against that titanium alloy Iron Man suit, they could throw every bottle in the room, and it wouldn't leave a scratch.
Natasha activated her facial recognition, searching for the high-value targets on her list, while shouting, "Hey! Scum! You're surrounded. If you don't want to die, get on your knees, hands on your head, and surrender."
"FUCK YOU!"
Before she could finish, a roar erupted as a bottle flew through the air.
Natasha sidestepped it, and the bottle shattered on the floor.
The sharp crack of the bottle was like a bugle call.
In the next instant, all the members, their faces flushed red, screamed and charged at Natasha.
"RRAAAAAAGH!!!!"
The dense crowd charged like a stampede of beasts; the scene was utterly shocking.
Even protected by the Iron Man suit, Natasha felt a chill run down her spine.
The members of the Joker organization were terrifying. If these insane thugs were unleashed in the city center, the entire operational system of Los Angeles would be paralyzed.
At this thought, Natasha hardened her heart. She immediately raised her arm and fired a high-explosive rocket.
BOOM!
The rocket detonated in the densest part of the crowd. A blazing fireball instantly engulfed everyone nearby. The violent shockwave expanded, throwing people to the ground like paper dolls.
When the smoke cleared, the impressive venue was a slaughterhouse, awash in blood.
Severed limbs and internal organs were splattered everywhere, sticking to the walls without sliding down.
The other agents arrived one after another.
Seeing the scene before them, even S.H.I.E.L.D. agents accustomed to blood and death, felt a shock.
What made their blood run cold was that the rocket, despite killing and maiming hundreds, had not broken the Jokers' will to resist. On the contrary, it had ignited their deepest bloodlust and savagery.
The crowd roared, frantically attacking the nearby Iron Soldiers.
However, this level of attack wasn't even worth dodging.
The Iron Man suits opened up with full firepower. Bullets and rockets poured out in a frenzy.
One by one, living people fell in swathes, like wheat being harvested.
The agents attacked while roaring at them to kneel and surrender.
But these people had become mindless beasts. Even with more than half of them dead or wounded, their fighting spirit remained high.
Unfortunately, fighting spirit and courage are no match for the gap created by modern weaponry.
The venue was an open space with no place to hide, which allowed the bullets and rockets to achieve maximum effect.
The battle lasted only one minute.
Under the combined firepower of over thirty Iron Man suits, all one-thousand-plus Joker members were dead.
Corpses, blood, severed limbs, and internal organs covered the entire venue. The bloody stench filled the nostrils, making one want to vomit. The scene was several degrees more horrifying than hell from mythology.
The weapon modules closed. Natasha, her face grim, was breathing heavily.
While the fight itself had been effortless, the massacre had left a huge psychological shadow on her, suffocating her so much she could barely breathe.
It wasn't just her. All the agents who participated in this battle felt as if their entire worldview was collapsing.
Even if they were all criminals, this was still over a thousand lives, all massacred by bullets and rockets in just one minute.
After a moment, Natasha's breathing gradually calmed, returning to normal.
She scanned the surroundings, her eyes cold. "We haven't found the people on the list. They must have fled to the B2 level. After them!"
.........
Just as Natasha had guessed, adhering to the principle of "leaders first," the LA branch's management had, at the first sign of trouble, been escorted to the second basement level by their trusted guards.
Unlike the fanatical believers who charged to their deaths, this management team knew very well that you could never plug the gap with Iron Man armor by just throwing lives at it.
Only magic can defeat magic. And only an Iron Man suit can beat an Iron Man suit.
And in the hideout's B2 level, there were ten of their own "Joker Suits."
The one minute bought by those thousand-plus lives was just enough time for them to suit up.
Unfortunately, this management team had no intention of avenging their followers by rushing out to fight Natasha to the death.
They didn't know Natasha was using new-energy suits, but even if the suits were evenly matched, they were still outnumbered three to one. A direct fight was certain death.
So, as soon as their armor was on, the management team immediately fled through the secret passage, leaving only their trusted guards behind to block the door with their lives.
To be chosen as trusted guards, their loyalty to the organization was naturally beyond doubt.
Seeing the management suit up and flee, the guards did not feel betrayed.
On the contrary, they felt this was the most logical course of action.
Because only if the management escaped would their sacrifice have value, and only then could the Los Angeles branch be rebuilt one day.
......
Boom!
Natasha led the charge, breaking through the door.
Just then, one of the guards leaped from a hidden corner and grabbed her from behind.
Natasha was startled, but not overly alarmed.
The new-energy suit had a fully sealed chassis, capable of operating at 100-meter depths underwater. To hurt her, they'd have to crack that chassis, and the Joker organization simply didn't have the firepower.
But what she didn't expect was that the guard leaned close to her ear, whispered, "Long live the Joker," And then detonated the explosives hidden in his clothes.
Boom!
A deafening explosion rocked the underground, and a massive fireball erupted!
Natasha was sent flying, smashing hard against the wall. The guard who'd grabbed her was instantly reduced to a fine paste of gore.
The other guards, also wearing explosives, tried to do the same, but the agents were prepared. A single electromagnetic pulse blast from each of them obliterated the attackers' heads.
After clearing out these fanatics, the agents quickly gathered around. "Are you okay?"
Natasha wrenched her arm out of the wall where it had been embedded. She shook her head calmly. "Besides scratching the paint, no damage."
The new-energy suit was Tony's groundbreaking creation. Its power and firepower were impeccable. It could even absorb external energy, just like Jason.
If this suit could be destroyed so easily, Tony Stark would have no right to call himself a genius.
The agents walked deeper into the B2 level, only to find the storage bays for the Iron Man suits all empty.
Natasha immediately contacted the agents guarding the sewer exit.
"Attention! Ten Iron Man suits are heading your way. These should be the core members of the LA branch. Capture them alive if possible!"
The agents received the message and replied confidently, "Roger! Leave it to us!"
Soon, lights flashed in the dark sewer. The agents immediately flew over.
The two sides met in mid-air and instantly engaged in combat, firing waves of electromagnetic pulses.
However, due to the difference in their Arc Reactors, the output power of the Joker Suits was far inferior to the new-energy suits.
The moment they engaged, the Joker Suits were sent flying.
The management team was horrified. Their Iron Man suits, which had always been invincible on missions, were casually blasted away.
Before they could react, the agents quickly assigned targets.
The management team wasn't going to just sit and die. They opened their weapon modules and desperately fired missiles.
The agents used their new-energy suits' high mobility to dodge the missiles while rapidly closing the distance.
Seeing their missiles couldn't hit, the management team was forced into a melee in the sewer.
However, the new-energy suits' advantages were total. Whether in firepower, mobility, energy, or systems, they could wipe the floor with the Joker Suits.
After just ten-odd seconds, they were beaten and battered, unable to continue.
With enemies in front and behind, in their despair, the management team had only one path left.
Self-destruct!
At almost the exact same moment, the Arc Reactors in their chests began to glow abnormally.
When the agents noticed, they immediately ordered their smart systems to hack the Joker Suits and stop the self-destruct sequence.
However, what they didn't know was that the Joker Suits' only advantage was an operating system personally written by Chloe.
If it had been the original J.A.R.V.I.S. system, it might have been able to compete with Chloe.
But Fury, paranoid by nature, was unwilling to use Tony's J.A.R.V.I.S., and had instead chosen S.H.I.E.L.D.'s own in-house OS.
Seeing they couldn't hack the Joker Suits in time, the agents immediately tried to escape.
The management team grinned wickedly and actively pursued them.
BOOOM!!!
A world-shaking explosion woke the entire city of Los Angeles from its sleep.
Ten Arc Reactors exploding at once had enough force to blast the sewer wide open, leaving a series of ten-meter-diameter craters in the street above.
Natasha arrived with her agents to find the scene in total ruins, as if it had been visited by a bomber.
"Is everyone okay?"
The ten agents shakily got to their feet. Their armor was battered and broken, sparking with electricity.
"We're alive. But the suits are pretty much done for. The targets were also killed in the blast."
Natasha breathed a sigh of relief and comforted them, "As long as you're alive, that's what matters. This mission can be considered a complete success. Those men were all Joker fanatics. Even if we'd captured them alive, we probably wouldn't have gotten anything out of them."
Hearing this, the great weight that had been pressing on the agents' hearts finally lifted.
After half a year of working tirelessly, they had finally destroyed the Joker organization's Los Angeles branch.
This achievement was a huge victory, both for S.H.I.E.L.D. and for the US government.
"Let's go. Any longer and we'll be spotted."
With that, the fifty Iron Man suits took to the sky, flying back towards the S.H.I.E.L.D. hideout.
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