Chapter: 102

A field agent in front of the surveillance station pointed at the monitor screen and said "Commander, it seems like something is approaching the west side fence."

In a situation where satellite signals were blocked, the person addressed as commander picked up the S.H.I.E.L.D. badge on his suit collar and called out, "Del, this is Jackson. Go check the westside fence."

This badge is not only connected to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s communication satellites for use as a phone but also had a built-in radio communication module that could be used for intercom at close range.

"I'm already there..." Bang!

Del, who was about to make a report, only saw a huge hole being torn open in the fence. Before he could react, he was punched and knocked down. The other agent accompanying him met the same fate, losing consciousness upon seeing a blur of fists.

"Del—this is Jackson, respond!" Jackson furrowed his brow. This now confirms that Del was in trouble, and the temporary base was facing a threat.

Soon, a patrol agent near the fence sent back a report, "Commander, personnel injured, fence breached!"

"Sound the alarm, gather all agents and take action. Pay attention to any suspicious individuals in the vicinity. We have been invaded by unknown assailants." Jackson responded quickly, immediately giving orders to his subordinates.

"Understood, Commander!"

At the same time, Mark and the scientists who were preparing to enjoy their dinner were startled by this command, halting their original movements.

Boom! The thunder and lightning were perfectly timed as if on cue, accompanied by a torrential downpour that heightened the tense atmosphere to its peak.

Amidst the rumbling thunder and the sound of heavy rain pouring down, the people near the meteorite crater could also hear bursts of fighting and screams, along with the gradually approaching footsteps. These pieces of information indicated that the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were unable to handle the intruder, who was steadily approaching. This made the scientists, who had never been in combat and were defenseless, start to feel panicked, fleeing the area and seeking safety.

Seeing this, Coulson quickly made contact through his badge on his chest, saying, "Hawkeye, grab your weapons and go to a high vantage point."

"Understood!"

"Jackson, how's the situation on your end?" Coulson then asked about the situation in the monitoring center.

"That mysterious object suddenly emitted a strong electromagnetic surge, and our electronic systems almost completely malfunctioned."

Receiving Jackson's report, the situation didn't seem optimistic at the moment. Coulson called out, "Barton, respond!"

Barton stood at a vantage point, bow in hand and arrow aimed at the intruder. "Do you want me to take him down, Commander? Or should we send more people to get knocked down by him?"

Coulson replied, "I'll give you instructions later, but I'm starting to agree with Mark's idea. You do have a sense of humor."

However, as Coulson finished speaking, he and Mark already saw the intruder approaching the meteorite crater.

The intruder was tall and muscular, with a tight-fitting outfit that showcased his streamlined muscles.

At this moment, his body was covered in mud from the fight, and his long golden hairs were wet from the rain, tangled together. But even so, it couldn't conceal his unique temperament and the exquisite yet commanding features on his face.

"Commander, this is the last chance. Should I take the shot?" Barton, from his elevated position, had already drawn his bowstring, waiting for Coulson's command to release a deadly arrow.

"Hold on," Coulson interrupted. "I want to see what he's going to do."

They saw the intruder, after foolishly staring at the hammer in the meteorite crater for a while, gripping the handle with one hand, attempting to lift it.

But soon, an expression of astonishment appeared on his face. He remained motionless—the hammer showed no sign of being moved despite his efforts.

He immediately used both hands and adjusted his balance, trying to leverage his entire body weight to help, but still, nothing changed. No matter how ferocious and roaring he was, desperately trying to lift the hammer, it remained in its previous state, unmoved.

"Ah!" In the end, he let out a despairing long howl towards the sky and knelt in the meteorite crater.

Watching Thor, who had ceased his actions, Mark, who had been secretly approaching him, activated a spring-loaded mechanism on his wristwatch, injecting a tranquilizer dart into Thor. Then, he quickly took out a specially customized syringe to extract his blood and plucked a few strands of his hair. "Got Thor's genetic sample."

Mark performed all these actions discreetly, purposely using his body as a shield, and even activated a telepathic interference device in the surrounding area. He knew very well that above his head, Heimdall, who could observe everything through time and space, was watching Thor, the prince of Asgard, and he didn't want to be crushed by the Bifrost by him

Moreover, Mark felt the vague sense of being watched from the surroundings, as if Loki had already cast an illusion and hidden nearby.

After completing everything, Mark stepped aside, handing Thor over to the ground forces that had arrived. The genetic sample of Thor had already been secretly hidden in the dormant box of Magneto, carried by Mark in person.

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