"Tell me the answer to the problem!"
"According to calculations and records, when your Gravity Control Device is amplified to a certain extent, it can forcibly attract these unstable light particles. However, this situation will cause unpredictable damage to your own body. I do not recommend you use this method."
"Now is not the time for this, Medusa. Where can I gather these Solar Wind particles?" Zhou Yi asked urgently, staring at the countless golden lights gathering above his head. The magnetic field had already been opened by Magneto, creating a Geomagnetic Crack. Although the residual magnetism and the Earth's own gravity were preventing the Solar Wind from completely pouring in through the crack, it wouldn't last much longer.
Once all the impurities in the middle were burned away by the Solar Wind, they could rush in at the speed of light through that Geomagnetic Crack. Even a single beam of Solar Wind could turn a piece of land into a molten wasteland, with strong radiation lingering for even a hundred years.
So he had to stop it before it all erupted, which was why Zhou Yi was so anxious. Time was on Magneto's side; the longer he waited, the more likely Magneto's plan was to succeed.
"Obtaining satellite control can help you calibrate the Geomagnetic Crack's positioning point. Do you authorize the forceful seizure of outer space orbital satellite control?"
"Authorized, seize it immediately! From now on, as long as you can complete the positioning task, you automatically gain all my authorization." Zhou Yi directly granted Medusa enormous power, then accelerated towards outer space at full speed.
It would still take him several minutes to reach outer space at his speed, but for the Solar Wind, it was less than a second. The gap was too vast; he couldn't leisurely wait on the ground for Medusa's positioning, he had to get to outer space before the positioning was complete.
Magneto didn't intend to stop Zhou Yi. He also wanted to see what this hero, praised by humans, could achieve. Would he be destroyed by his power, or would there be a turnaround? Having already secured a position of invincibility, he was fully qualified to contemplate these useless things.
And when Zhou Yi's figure plunged straight into a patch of pitch-black dark gates, in outer space, several satellite control systems had been infiltrated by Medusa. Although her methods of intrusion were swift and violent, they were exceptionally effective.
Those private or corporate satellites were the fastest to be controlled, and satellites from some military industrial departments also began to fall one by one. In the end, only a few satellites remained.
"Sir, our satellites are under attack by an unknown system; it's seizing control of us." On the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division's (SHIELD) air-and-space carrier, a group of technicians quickly reported the situation to the leader behind them.
Behind them, the one-eyed director Nick Fury, dressed like a member of a mafia, stared intently at the screen in front of him, where Zhou Yi's figure had just broken through the atmosphere.
What happened in Paris was known to SHIELD in the first instance, but they had no time to take any action. Because everything was too hasty.
The battle between Magneto and Dawn Knight lasted only an hour, and the entire Paris was about to experience a second devastating blow. This terrifying event made Nick Fury even feel like he was living in a movie, and he was playing the role of an incompetent government official.
This ridiculous thought made him angry, but also very helpless. What he could do now was use satellites to monitor the situation in Paris throughout the process and then think about how to clean up the mess. The battle between two super-powered individuals had exceeded the limit that his department could handle. No one under his command had the ability to stop this battle or resolve the main target in this battle.
So he could only stay here, watching the Dawn Knight fight with all his might to block Magneto's attacks. Of course, he wasn't alone. Always by his side were his two subordinates: Commander Hill and Agent Coulson. This was a very urgent situation, and they had to be present to deal with any emergencies.
"Who do you think is behind this? The Dawn Knight, Magneto, or a group of opportunists?" Nick Fury was very calm. Even the impending destruction of Paris couldn't move him in the slightest. He was a man of sufficient composure, a composure bordering on coldness. This was also the reason he could become the director.
"Sir, I think it should be the Dawn Knight's doing. He has an intelligent system of the same model as Stark's. Only this guy would have the motive to do such a thing," Coulson accurately judged the answer. But this answer made Nick Fury even more puzzled.
"What exactly is he trying to do? Hacking other people's satellites at this time? Does he really have a way to deal with this devastating Solar Wind?"
"Sir, I don't think this is the time to explore his motives. It's time to provide him with some assistance. He is now the only hope of stopping this disaster; we must assist him," said Commander Hill. Although her expression was still as cold as an iceberg, a closer look would reveal an unusual flush on her face. This meant that her mood was far from as calm as it appeared.
In fact, it wasn't just her inner turmoil. Most of the on-duty personnel present couldn't control their emotions. The imposing power displayed by Magneto, and the Dawn Knight's strenuous struggle, gave these people a feeling of being in a mythological epic. They were both in awe and admiration. They were both regretful and sympathetic. All kinds of complex emotions made it impossible for their hearts to calm down.
"Where are our support troops?" Nick Fury asked somewhat stiffly. He understood what these people were thinking, but he had to consider it.
"Our air squadron is still above the Pacific Ocean and is expected to reach the target area in half an hour. The special support team will arrive at the target area in ten minutes, but their capabilities don't seem to be able to handle this situation," Commander Hill replied quickly, looking at the holographic image record on her hand. A person like her would never be affected in their normal work by a little bit of sentimentality, which was also one of the things Nick Fury admired most about her.
"Have them stand by and allow them to act on their own initiative when the time is right. What's the response from the Parisian military?"
"Paris refuses to send troops to attack the Eiffel Tower. They are focusing on evacuating residents and seem prepared to temporarily abandon the city," Coulson, who was in charge of communications, replied briefly. However, his answer did not please Nick Fury.
"Those guys had their capital occupied by a mutant, and they have no thoughts on it? Evacuating residents? Is the National Guard the only thing left in Paris?"
"Sir, the highest-ranking official in France means that since they could temporarily retreat from Paris during World War II, why can't they do it now? It's just a mutant. Can it really occupy a city forever?" Coulson's expression was an excellent imitation, and he clearly had quite a few complaints about that so-called highest-ranking official.
Seeing Coulson's imitation, Nick Fury's face grew darker and darker. If it were nighttime and the lights were off, he might actually become invisible. However, this was the core of Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, and the lights were always on, 24 hours a day, according to regulations. So that assumption was basically invalid.
"I finally understand why France fell to Nazi Germany so quickly during World War II. This naive idea is truly amazing. If de Gaulle had surrendered to Hitler back then, perhaps Germany's defeat would have come even faster. Because it would have two terrible teammates."
It was a joke, but no one in the room laughed. Because they all knew that this was the director's sarcastic remark when he was most angry. Anyone who dared to speak up at this time might just have to try out the model of the director's gun and its bullets.
"Sir, what do we do now?" Coulson asked. Only he and Commander Hill were qualified to ask this.
Nick Fury closed his one eye, and after a moment, said, "Give the Dawn Knight the clearance, and also keep the video function. I want to see what he's going to do."
Meanwhile, near the outskirts of Paris. A remarkably cool-looking plane slowly emerged from the sky. It was as if something had been drawn on a blank sheet of paper; it appeared in mid-air with layers of flashing electricity. Then it slowly descended vertically to the ground.
This was a Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division Quinjet, a rare and expensive special model of aircraft. The Quinjet was generally bat-shaped, with a turbine engine installed on each of the wide, foldable wings, allowing it to take off and land vertically or hover, and also serving to control balance. There were two jet engines at the rear of the fuselage, which could provide the aircraft with super-powerful thrust. Of course, as a special aircraft equipped for special operations, its stealth capabilities were its most successful function. The ultra-silent engine system, anti-detection coating, and optical camouflage stealth made it an indispensable tool for infiltration operations.
What needs to be specifically stated is that this type of aircraft had just been equipped to the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, and its creator was Tony Stark.
As the aircraft landed, two figures slowly walked out of the rear cabin. This was a pair of young men and women who looked quite attractive.
The man had a rather rare silver short hair, his figure looked very agile, and his face was also outstanding. A striking blue athletic bodysuit made him look like a sports star.
And the woman was even more striking than this man.
Her appearance was very beautiful, just a glance had a charming appeal that could make people's hearts melt. Brown-red wavy long hair draped over her shoulders like soft silk, setting off her perfect oval face, adding a touch of tenderness and beauty.
Of course, her features were also exquisite. However, the most captivating thing was her eyes. They seemed to always have a crimson light flowing within them, making it almost impossible to look directly at her, because once you did, even your soul would be drawn in.
Unlike the man, who was wearing blue clothes, she wore only a simple red leather jacket, but the vibrant red gave her a unique beauty. It was an enchanting and bewitching allure, with a seductive power that was hard to describe. It was as if she was born to wear this color.
The woman looked at the Eiffel Tower, which was flashing with lightning in the darkness, and spoke in a soft, melodious voice.
"That's just like him, what should I say? Peter!"
"You should say, 'He really is our father.' Wanda!" The man replied with a smile. "Aren't we here to clean up their mess!"
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