Heroes of Marvel

Chapter 972 Breaking into the Warehouse

Brush!

In such a critical situation, Scott's locked right hand suddenly loosened, and then a small metal device fell out of his hand.

Boom!

The next minute, this little device suddenly multiplied between Scott and Frank, squeezing Scott and Frank out of the way. However, when Scott and Frank were separated by that suddenly larger metal device, that electromagnetic energy wave had been exposed to Scott.

Zira!

Quickly backing away, Scott only felt numb, as if he had been electrocuted. Just as Scott was preparing to keep getting smaller and avoid another Iron Warrior attack, he realized he couldn't get smaller. That electromagnetic attack really affected the functionality of the Ant-Man suit!

“Professor Pym! Your jerseys are not of good quality!!” Scott screamed as he hurriedly threw forward a few metal darts of the same kind he had just thrown.

Buzz!

After throwing them out, the metal darts quickly grew larger and hit Frank and another steel fighter, temporarily stopping them from attacking. But if Scott doesn't get any smaller, he'll be caught soon.

“This is a battle suit with strong electromagnetic interference, it takes a little time from me to fix it, you hang on!” When Scott heard the words, a loud reminder came from Professor Pym in his helmet.

“How much time is there? I'm almost caught! If I get caught, come and redeem me!” When Professor Pym reminded me, my body shouted silently.

“Rest assured, the Ant suit has a self-destruct system and you won't get caught.” I don't know if it was intentional, Professor Pym went on to say something that cooled Scott's heart.

Scott: "…”

“Looks like it's up to you!” Not counting on Professor Pym, far from another city, Scott's eyes flashed as he pondered how to defuse the exigencies of the moment.

Pfft!

The next moment, standing there, Scott suddenly opened the helmet of the Ant suit and reached out to two steel fighters who had already opened the darts.

“OK! OK! I surrendered! I surrendered!” With his hands up, Scott shouted out loud. Aren't we going to stall? He believes that this is the best way to delay time.

When he saw Scott and heard him shouting to surrender, Frank and his companions continued to walk fast. However, they do not intend to use life-long lethal weapons anymore. The battle was brief, and Scott didn't use any powerful weapons, so neither did the two steel fighters intend to harm Scott's life, as long as they catch him. And Tony Stark would be interested in his ability to zoom in and out.

“Scott, this guy is definitely not going to be so easy to catch, there's definitely going to be other plans.” Just as Scott stood there, holding out his hands and waiting to walk over, Frank handcuffed him, mumbling in his heart at the corner of another city's sharp mouth.

“A-Squad!” Sure enough, Scott suddenly screamed as he caught the electromagnetic energy in Frank's hand.

Frank and his buddies stood still when they heard Scott shouting. Is there another team like Scott hiding here?! Frank and his partner's surveillance system, however, did not contain any other reminders.

Buzz ~

Just as Frank warned, a bunch of flying ants flew out of the grass on the ground and went straight to Frank and his partner's head. Frank and his buddies got into their tactical goggles when they weren't ready, which caused them a lot of trouble.

“It's an ant!” Frank shook his head and shouted out loud as he tried to shake the ants off his head.

And by the time Frank and his companions were blocked by the A-Squad's flying ants, Scott had noticed that the expired Ant-Man suit had returned to normal again. So Scott quickly put his helmet back on, and the next minute it's shrinking.

“Anton!” The shrinking Scott shouted and Anton, who had just wandered around the neighborhood, flew quickly over.

Whoo-hoo!

Jumping directly onto Anton's back, Scott took this rare opportunity to fly quickly to the forward warehouse. At the size of Anton and Scott, they can fly right through that gap in the middle of the gate.

“Damn it! The intruder has broken into Warehouse 5, Area D.” After Scott flew into the warehouse on Anton, Frank and his buddies finally got rid of the A-Team Ants and couldn't help but scold.

This entire base exists to study the manufacture of a Class E Sky fighter, and Scott broke into not only a warehouse, but also a production line that manufactured advanced parts for a Class E Sky fighter. These things are among Stark's highest secrets, and if stolen by others, they can cause unimaginable catastrophes.

“Mr. Stark! We need backup! The intruder has broken into Warehouse 5 in Area D.” Frank was reporting quickly to Tony as he rushed to the warehouse.

“Well, I get it. I've asked Jarvis to activate a Level 3 defense, and it's impossible for him to leave with our research.” After Frank's report, Tony's voice rang in his ear.

The invasion of the base was unexpected by Tony, and the base in Stark had been useless for decades and had only recently been rebuilt for use as an E-class skyfighter. Moreover, the other party was prevented from entering the warehouse by two powerful steel fighters. If they do get information about an E-class Sky fighter, then Tony doesn't have to mix up.

“Who the hell is that? Technology to zoom in and out? How do I feel about that?” Just after Frank and his partner had also entered the warehouse, Tony at Scott's Industrial Building in downtown New York looked at the surveillance screen in front of him and whispered.

But even if the other guy could really run around as small as an ant, Tony had a way to keep him out of that warehouse. No, Tony directly activated the all-out blind spotless laser grid to cover the warehouse inside.

“The planet is getting livelier!” Looking at the surveillance screen that had entered the warehouse looking for Scott's Frank and another steel fighter, Tony spoke to himself in an unknown tone.

And then Tony was right here in the background watching how the intruder was going to do things in this warehouse. At this moment, there are tripartites watching Scott's final training as an ant.