Departure

Sharon's small face stiffened slightly, seeing Daisy with a bag slung over her shoulder looking somewhat surprised. "You're going like this? In a mission, you'll encounter various problems. Insufficient preparation can be fatal."

Daisy was also puzzled and asked her friend, "What did you bring?"

"Clothes, firearms, communication tools, lighting equipment, ropes, and some fast food..." Sharon Carter listed off a long list of items on her fingers.

Daisy felt like she was reliving her first trip to Puerto Rico; she had prepared a lot of things back then, but ended up discarding most of them.

This girl still lacks experience.

But Daisy didn't want to discourage Sharon's enthusiasm, so she nonchalantly said that having weapons was enough.

At the rendezvous point, Black Widow was waiting leisurely for them.

She was also empty-handed, showing no signs of nervousness before a mission, even appearing to have put on light makeup. The students had seen her custom combat suit, which she usually wore as underwear underneath, and in the event of combat, she could change outfits in ten seconds. Her commonly used weapons were concealed in her tactical belt, but typical battles didn't require her to use them.

Maria Hill, on the other hand, appeared to have executed many missions before, moving with steady steps and carrying a travel bag.

"You should help me carry some of it later, we're good sisters after all..." Sharon realised she was carrying too much weight and whispered to Daisy, pleading.

Mischievous Daisy smiled brightly. She opened her own bag and gestured for Sharon to look. "See, my bag is already full. You'll have to carry your own stuff, haha..."

Hank Pym's last appearance was in Hungary, but that doesn't necessarily meant he was still there now. Based on current evidence analysis, the last known sighting of the old man was ten days ago.

They needed to gather information first, so they were dressed in casual clothes.

The group boarded the Quinjet, and Black Widow set the coordinates, activating stealth mode before the aircraft automatically took off for Hungary.

Without a second thought, Daisy took Sharon's tablet, beginning to look through Dr. Pym's information. This old scholar had a wealth of data, and Daisy swiftly scanned through it.

Dr. Pym's depth of research in modern physics was terrifying. He discovered subatomic particles that could change the size of objects, naming them Pym Particles.

These particles reduced the relative distance between atoms, allowing objects to shrink while retaining their original strength. This achievement was so remarkable that even Howard Stark, Tony Stark's father, couldn't help but be impressed.

Dr. Pym's wife was a biologist, and her bio-helmet could sense and control ants. Combining this with Pym Particles, they created the first Ant-Man.

Although not Hungarian himself, Dr. Pym's wife was born here. As a couple, they defended world peace together as Ant-Man and Wasp. Their relationship and experiences were quite enviable.

Unfortunately, moments of happiness are always so fleeting. During a missile crisis, Wasp disappeared into the subatomic space. After that, Dr. Pym would spend several months each year here, commemorating his deceased wife. Over time, he even moved a portion of his experimental equipment to this location.

Comrade Pym left S.H.I.E.L.D., but he didn't abandon his research. The mission today might be related to his studies.

While Daisy was researching the old man's life, Hill was disassembling firearms, and Sharon was awkwardly packing her bag, planning to streamline some of her items before they disembarked from the plane.

Seeing them all busy with their own tasks, not exchanging any communication, the leading agent, Black Widow, was a bit overwhelmed. She felt it necessary to explain some points of attention in the mission to the newcomers.

As a former enemy agent who had defected to the United States, she had always tried to avoid trouble whenever possible. She didn't form cliques or alliances, usually acting transparently during meetings. Unfortunately, many times, things didn't go according to her will.

Relaxing her facial expression a bit and sitting down next to the others, Romanoff, the Black Widow, casually said, "Since we're going on a mission together, shouldn't we get to know each other's abilities a bit better?"

She introduced herself first, "I excel in firearms, hand-to-hand combat, driving, and intelligence gathering."

The remaining three fell silent. Feeling that the situation was awkward, Maria Hill finally spoke up, "I'm skilled in various weapons and unarmed combat, coordination and dispatching, as well as intelligence analysis."

It was now Special Agent Sharon's turn, and she spoke about a lot of things—from personal combat abilities to reconnaissance, languages, battlefield medical aid, and so on.

By the time it was Daisy's turn, she was a bit embarrassed. After hearing everyone else talk about so many skills, if she only mentioned a couple, it would seem quite low. She pondered, "I'm proficient in personal combat, firearms usage, hacking, cooking?... And I'm particularly fast at running, good at parkour..." By the end of her explanation, even she felt a bit embarrassed.

The other agents thought she was being modest. After all, no one in this line of work was too shabby.

With a preliminary understanding of each other's abilities, following the agents usual approach, the next step was to discuss their operational deployment on the aircraft. Romanoff was eager to delegate everything to the three newcomers and complete the mission alone, but that wasn't realistic. She had to lead the team.

"What are your thoughts on the mission?" Black Widow had her own way of doing things, but Nick Fury had asked her to lead, so she needed to show leadership.

"We should look for people who have had contact with Dr. Pym, such as his neighbours, students, colleagues. We should expand the search range; there must be clues there." Hill's response was quite textbook-like, following standard procedures.

Daisy scratched her head a bit, feeling a bit awkward. "You're right, but I've already checked this step. You all know about my data analytics company, right? I used an algorithm to consolidate a lot of data and calculated the three most likely places Dr. Pym went missing. They are a private hospital, a Hungarian bar whose name I can't recall, and a downtown park. These three places have high human traffic, and the data shows that Dr. Pym has visited them more than once. Therefore, I believe the enemy targeted these three places to abduct him."

"Do you think we shouldn't search the lab area?" Black Widow asked with interest.

"We could take a look, but I don't think it's necessary. Local agents couldn't find any clues, so our visit would be pointless. It's been quite a while, and even if there were clues, they would have disappeared by now." Daisy thought for a moment; she didn't consider herself to have detective talents.

Even if they brought in Sherlock Holmes, a person missing for ten days might not leave any traces behind. However, Black Widow insisted on going to search, and Daisy didn't object.

The Quinjet landed on the outskirts of Budapest. Black Widow contacted local intelligence personnel, who left them two Chevrolets and handed over all relevant information before they departed in the vehicles.