Chapter 11

After all, that's the only way S.H.I.E.L.D will know where to find Tony.

Jason is doing all this because he wants to use S.H.I.E.L.D.'s personnel as his own canon fodder.

After all, he can't let his own people die in a meaningless endeavour, right?

Since he can't let his own people save Tong, He can only let the people from the S.H.I.E.L.D. go.

Just let the people from S.H.I.E.L.D go to explore the way. If the people from S.H.I.E.L.D rescue Tony, then they only have to worry about SCP-307, then let the people of the Foundation go and contain SCP-307.

It would be even better if the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. met SCP-307 in advance. With S.H.I.E.L.D as bait, they could reduce the loss of the Foundation and locate SCP-307 in advance.

Anyway, no matter whether S.H.I.E.L.D can successfully rescue Tony or not, Jason is not at a loss.

As long as S.H.I.E.L.D. sends people to function, it means that it has already fallen into his trap.

In the command room, Jason gave an inexplicable order in front of Natasha.

"Order 6547 to go there as late as possible."

Natasha looked at Jason suspiciously and asked "Didn't you say that the more it eats, the more powerful it will grow, then why are you asking them to get there late?"

Jason whispered, "Only when SCP-307 is full and grown up, will it have nowhere to hide."

Natasha Romanoff nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, gaining a new understanding of the ruthlessness of the Foundation.

But Natasha Romanoff didn't feel sorry for the terrorists, she just thought that maybe Tony Stark will die in all this.

As for feeling pity for him?

Welp, Tony Stark, who hasn't become Iron man yet, is just another disgusting man in existence for her, and Natasha would naturally have no mercy for such people.

Natasha, who is an agent naturally can't cure her curiosity and took the opportunity to ask "Boss? I happen to be free now, can you introduce me to the Foundation?"

Jason looked at her for a few seconds and then nodded.

He had originally planned to plant some moles in S.H.I.E.LD. and now that he has such a wonderful opportunity, he will of course not let it go.

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On the Foundation's armed transport aircraft.

The C-class armed members of the Foundation were checking their armed equipment.

"The freezer jet is working fine!"

"Frozen grenades are working fine!"

"The self-exploding system is operating normally!"

"Phil, May, this is your gear, you have 10 minutes to change."

6547 rudely threw two boxes of equipment at the two.

"Wait! I can understand the freezer Jet and the frozen grenade, but what the hell is this self-exploding device? It's not a human bomb, right?"

Phil frowned, pointing at the clothes in the suitcase with dissatisfaction.

It was the first time he had seen an organized and upright distribution of self-exposure devices to combat members.

The most ridiculous thing is that the combatants around seem to be used to it and don't care at all.

What terrible brainwashing ability is this?

Facing Phil's questioning, 6547 frowned in dissatisfaction.

He didn't understand why the president put this idiot person on his team.

While conducting containment operations, he questioned his superiors and refused to obey orders. How can there be such people in the Foundation?

6547, whose temper was already hot, took out a parachute backpack directly from the chair.

6547 scolded with a black face: "If you have any dissatisfaction and doubts, you can leave now, and then you can go to the Ethics Committee to report me, but for now! You can either get out or obey my orders!"

Looking at the parachute in 6547's hand, Phil's face turned blue and white.

'What's wrong with this world?

Also, what the hell is up with all these disdainful eyes around?

Don't you know there's something wrong with the equipment this bastard gave you?

This is a fu*king self-exploding device!

Wearing this thing means that your life is not in your own hands, but in the hands of the Foundation!'

"Do you know the meaning of going to death? We are all heroic people who die! We are the last line of defence for mankind, and we are not afraid of sacrifice! Even in death, we must choose the most valuable time!" 6547 tapped Phil on his chest and said indifferently.

"Coulson!"

Looking at Phil at her side who had unnatural expressions, May gently pulled him, pleading with her eyes to not blow up their cover.

When he came back to his senses and realized that he was an undercover agent right now, he put on the equipment given by 6547 with a bitter face.

At the same time, he was constantly talking about human rights and freedom.

"May! This foundation is terrifying, ten thousand times more terrifying than those so-called freedom fighters! Look at the blind fanaticism on their faces.

If the Jason guy asked them to attack the White House, these people probably wouldn't frown, and they would even think that they were heroic and died for the sake of all mankind! "

[A/N: Freedom fighters as in terrorists since they say that they are fighting for their country/religion and all that]

Phil Coulson whispered his fears and concerns to May next to him.

May at this moment could only comfort him "That's why we have to lurch down, try to find their headquarters, and then kill them all. According to the information I know now, this organization is no less than what HYDRA was back then. Maybe it is even more terrifying!"

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 Don't forget to send me your power stone guys.