Their conversation was very brief.
After a simple Q&A, they ended the call.
After Hawk hung up, he looked at the phone in his hand, seemingly lost in thought, then remembered something and looked up at the sky.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the crimson clouds, through the atmosphere, and then locked onto a high-definition communication satellite.
Through the connection of the high-definition communication satellite.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Operations Command Center.
Maria Hill, who had returned here, stood with her arms crossed, her gaze calm, but her heart a little anxious, looking at Hawk on the large screen in front of her, who seemed to be looking back at them.
She worried that this call would make Hawk perceive it as a threat.
In fact, it was not a threat.
It was a compromise.
You can go, return to New York City, and today's events will be treated as if they never happened.
There was no other way.
The Pentagon did have hawkish generals clamoring to drop nuclear bombs on Hawk.
But... if it succeeded, fine, but what if it failed?
Who would bear the cost of failure?
When the hawkish general heard that he would be held responsible if it failed, he immediately fell silent.
He could be tough, but he refused to take the blame.
After all... if they dared to act, Hawk truly dared to kill.
They dared not gamble.
The most important point.
They couldn't gamble, after all, the scene of General Ross lying on the floor like a dead dog, with not even his head remaining, was still fresh in their minds.
None of the generals at the Pentagon wanted to be the next.
So playing dead became the only option.
But playing dead was one thing, yet Hawk was still in Quantico Military Base.
So, the Pentagon thought of Maria Hill.
Maria Hill looked at Hawk on the large screen, whose gaze seemed to meet hers through the satellite, took out her phone, and dialed.
Hawk, looking up at the sky, saw his phone ring again and put it to his ear.
"Hello."
"Hawk..."
"Reason."
Hawk's tone was calm: "You only have one chance to explain, Miss Hill."
Hill quickly said, "The car."
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
Under the high-definition communication satellite, Hawk's expression was clear.
Hill composed herself and quickly explained that Natasha Romanoff had gone to New York City today to return the repaired car to Gwen.
Of course.
She also mentioned that after Hawk left New York City, to prevent the Military from capturing Gwen and thus threatening Hawk, she had Natasha stay there as a precaution.
Except for her suspicion that this incident was likely a collusion between Nick Fury and General Ross, she told everything else.
She currently had no evidence for that matter.
But... she would find out.
Maria Hill thought to herself.
Hawk, on the other hand, listened to Hill's explanation, silent for a moment, then withdrew his gaze from the sky.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Hill breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the thank you, then seemed to remember something.
"I can arrange a plane to take you back to New York City."
"...Okay, thank you."
Hawk thought for a moment and did not refuse. Instead, after hanging up the phone, he looked at the only intact building in the entire Base and took a deep breath.
His right foot slightly retreated, and the moment it landed, the flagstone beneath his foot instantly cracked open.
The next second.
Boom!
The moment Hawk's right fist struck, visibly, the building in front of him, countless glass panes shattered, and in the blink of an eye, the entire building instantly cracked, collapsed... As the rumbling dust appeared, at this point, the entire Quantico Military Base, with no intact buildings left, was completely reduced to ruins.
Maria Hill watched this scene through the satellite screen, her brow twitching.
The hawkish generals at the Pentagon watched this scene, their hearts filled with dread.
Nick Fury, who had left S.H.I.E.L.D. and was in a secret room, also watched this scene, his one eye glinting with an unusual light.
Half an hour later.
After the S.H.I.E.L.D. special plane took off from Quantico Military Base again, and until the plane completely disappeared from everyone's sight, the soldiers who had been waiting outside the Base finally re-entered the Base.
Looking around.
The ground was cracked, buildings collapsed.
Charred armored vehicles, tanks, and fighter jets, along with bodies scattered everywhere, presented a scene straight out of an apocalypse.
But what attracted the most attention was a colossal, completely charred corpse lying on the ruins.
"Hiss!"
"This is..."
"Abomination?"
"Where's his head?"
"Where's Abomination's head?"
Some soldiers, whose courage had returned after Hawk left, came to Abomination's corpse and looked at the headless body, exchanging glances in dismay.
The next second.
These soldiers seemed to realize something, and in unison, they looked up in the direction where the S.H.I.E.L.D. special plane had disappeared.
High in the sky.
Hawk, sitting on the soft sofa, looked at Abomination's head, which was placed right in front of him, even more charred and hideous after being burned by fire. He shook his head, twisted the head off, and threw it into the trash can placed nearby.
He had originally intended to take this head back to his sister's grave as a gift.
But his sister was very timid; when she was little, she would burrow into his arms in fear at the sight of a mouse. Such an ugly gift would probably scare his sister Anya to tears.
So... never mind.
Don't scare Anya to tears. Before, when she was scared to tears, his sister was still alive, and he could comfort her.
Now his sister was in Hell. If he scared her to tears, even if he wanted to comfort her, he couldn't get there immediately.
Hawk thought to himself.
However... the thought of his sister still in Hell, waiting for him to rescue her, only intensified his urge to go to Hell.
After this Quantico war, Hawk had a clear and complete understanding of his current strength.
In a word.
I am invincible among mortals!
But... invincible under heaven.
Enemies from heaven!
Mephisto, the lord of the Hell Dimension, was not a mortal being.
He was a god.
A dimensional god.
Hawk was not yet qualified to obtain what he wanted from a dimensional god.
Even if his Little Universe truly existed in the Marvel Universe, it wouldn't be enough.
After all, Mephisto, in the Saint Seiya Universe, was almost on par with Hades.
A Saint Seiya who had just awakened, without even a saint cloth, and hadn't even awakened his Sixth Sense, fighting Hades right out of the gate?
That Saint Seiya must be out of his mind.
So... "The saint cloth is key."
"And I also need the Reality Stone, to use the Reality Stone to make my Little Universe truly exist within the Marvel Universe."
"Only then, and only then."
"Can I go to Hell to retrieve my sister."
Hawk's thoughts raced in his mind, having decided what he needed to do next.
The saint cloth was key.
And he had already found two materials for the saint cloth; he just needed the last orichalcum, which was what was called Vibranium in the Marvel Universe.
As long as he got Vibranium, the phoenix cloth could be put together.
At that time, even if his Little Universe hadn't truly projected into the Marvel Universe, wearing the saint cloth, he should have the strength to fight Thor.
After all... the story of the Reality Stone happens in Thor 2.
Should be next year.
The second half of the year?
Hawk thought to himself.
Just then.
The cockpit door of the special plane opened, and a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent walked out.
Sharon Carter!
Sharon Carter, who was about to speak, suddenly saw the ugly head in the trash can on the floor and paused slightly.
"Mr. Hawk, this head..."
"Don't want it."
Hawk came back to his senses, followed Sharon Carter's gaze to the head in the trash can, and shook his head: "It's too ugly; I'm afraid it'll scare my sister to tears."
Sharon Carter chuckled at his words: "Indeed."
Sharon initially found Hawk's actions today extremely incomprehensible.
But... after reading Hawk's file, Sharon had a different idea.
"You are a good brother, Mr. Hawk."
"Heh."
Hawk glanced at Sharon and chuckled: "I'm not. If I were truly good, my sister wouldn't have died."
The conversation opened up.
Sharon took the opportunity to sit on the sofa opposite Hawk: "That's not your fault, Mr. Hawk. If your sister knew you avenged her, she would be very happy."
Hawk looked at Sharon at her words, saying nothing.
Sharon's heart skipped a beat, and she blinked.
"What's wrong, Mr. Hawk, did I say something wrong?"
"No."
Hawk shook his head and withdrew his gaze: "So, you also agree with my actions?"
Sharon smiled and said: "From a professional standpoint, I can't say, but from a personal standpoint, I strongly agree. However, if I had a brother and I sacrificed myself, I would hope my brother could live happily, not dwell in hatred."
Hawk refocused his gaze on Sharon.
Their eyes met.
Hawk smiled slightly.
"I don't like it."
"Hmm?"
"Forgiving enemies is God's business; I prefer sending them to God."
"Understood."
Sharon was first stunned by his words, then nodded thoughtfully, and then, looking at Hawk, said as if joking: "Then I hope I never become enemies with Mr. Hawk."
Hawk laughed heartily, looking at Sharon.
"If others don't offend me, I won't offend them."
"Got it."
Sharon raised an eyebrow, nodded again with a full smile, then shrugged: "So, after returning to New York City, does Mr. Hawk have any plans?"
Hawk seemed to remember something, looking at Sharon.
"Driving lessons."
"Driving lessons?"
"Yes."
Hawk nodded.
Then move his sister to a new home.
He had money now.
A lot of money.
Half an hour later.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. special plane landed smoothly at an airport on the outskirts of New York.
As Hawk stepped out of the cabin, his eyes immediately fell on his girlfriend not far away, standing by the repaired yellow corolla, wearing a yellow wool coat, arms crossed, smiling at him with gentle eyes.
Hawk got off the plane and walked over.
Their eyes met.
"I'm back."
"Mm."
Gwen's smile was radiant.
"Going home?"
"Yes."
"Let's go, get in the car."
"Can I drive?"
"No, you haven't gotten your driver's license yet. If you get caught, George might send you to court."
"Will you plead for me?"
"Hawk!"
"Mm?"
"You have to admit when you've done something wrong. You should stand in court and bravely confess your mistakes."
"..."
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