bioinnovel Chapter 418 Sitwell: My mission is complete!
Chapter 418 Sitwell: My mission is complete!
"You should save your energy and stop your pointless performance."
Unfortunately, the moment Sitwell decided to break off all pretense of civility, Peter lost all interest in continuing the argument.
Almost as soon as Sitwell finished speaking, Peter shrugged and responded coldly.
"Do you think I can't see it? From beginning to end, you haven't uttered a single word of truth."
Sitwell's face appeared deathly pale in the moonlight.
He opened his mouth, trying to weave a new lie.
But Peter had already turned away and was no longer looking at him.
"I just contacted Tony, and he said he'll be there soon."
Peter looked up at the night sky.
"Then we can discuss what exactly you did by sneaking into Stark Industries today."
As Peter finished speaking, a pure, chilling fear coiled around Sitwell's heart like a venomous snake.
Once the truth is revealed, or even if the identity of a Hydra agent is exposed...
He will no longer face simple criminal charges, but rather treason, espionage...
And it also exposed the existence of Hydra, causing Hydra's meticulous plan of so many years to fall apart, making him a sinner of the organization!
Something has to be done.
Even if it means death, we absolutely cannot let this damned spider web head continue its investigation!
Thinking of this, Sitwell's eyes turned crazed.
He stopped all his futile struggles and instead focused all his will on the only part of his body that could still move freely—his mouth.
In espionage training, there is a skill that is rarely used, but every senior agent must master.
That is, rubbing the teeth with a specific frequency and rhythm triggers a tiny device hidden inside the crown.
Seemingly having given up and resigned himself to his fate, Sitwell silently pressed his tongue against his upper palate, while his lower jaw moved slightly from side to side, his molars rubbing against each other, producing a series of subtle sounds.
Click, snap, click-click, snap—
At the same time, although Peter has grown a lot, he is still just a fifteen-year-old boy and has not received rigorous training related to being a secret agent.
That's why, even though Peter's senses had significantly improved after becoming Spider-Man, he noticed the trivial noises Sitwell was making. But he simply assumed Sitwell was gnashing his teeth in impotent rage and didn't take it seriously.
Unbeknownst to them, Sitwell was currently using a variant of Morse code to activate three different emergency systems within his body.
First, there's a miniature adrenaline pump located near his heart, which can boost his physical functions to their limit within thirty seconds, enough to break an ordinary rope.
Of course, what this device injected into Sitwell was ultimately just adrenaline, not super soldier serum.
Even with the incredibly strong spider silk that Peter meticulously crafted, using Riley's biological spider silk as a reference, capable of withstanding tons of material, the success rate of breaking free was still less than three percent.
Fortunately, Sitwell didn't expect this feature to actually help him get out of trouble.
Sitwell's real goal was to use a large amount of adrenaline injected in a short period of time to cause a sudden rise in blood pressure (systolic blood pressure can reach over 300 mmHg), leading to cerebral hemorrhage, while simultaneously stimulating myocardial β1 receptors to induce ventricular fibrillation, ventricular tachycardia...
Ultimately, he caused a cardiac arrest, which he then staged as if he had died on the spot from anger at Peter due to emotional distress! He risked his own life to frame Peter one last time!
At the same time, Sitwell would also use a signal transmitter implanted under the skin behind his ear to send a final, coded message to all Hydra channels: "Identity exposed, request elimination."
This means that after this message was sent out...
Even if Sitwell manages to escape from Peter today, he will become a pawn of the organization and face endless pursuit!
It can be said that they deliberately cut off all their escape routes!
Third, and last resort...
Using a specific friction frequency, a miniature pulse bomb disguised as an ordinary button is activated on the suit.
Due to its small size, the yield is not large and far from enough to cause mass destruction...
But it can generate an electromagnetic pulse within a five-meter radius that would cause an ordinary person's heart to stop! Using this method, I'll try to trade one for one with Peter at the extreme!
More importantly, according to Hydra's tests...
This indiscriminate attack would destroy all unprotected electronic devices within the area.
Including his communicator, and also...
Inside Spider-Man's suit, there might be investigation records, and not far away, there's Iron Monger, also within his attack range!
perish together.
Or at least destroy the evidence.
Regardless of which one, as long as he can achieve one of them, he can be considered to have made a profit!
As his thoughts raced, Sitwell's molars were grinding down to their last beat.
"Click—!"
finished!
He felt a burning sensation in his chest.
The adrenaline pump starts working, blood flow increases, muscle fibers begin to expand, and power surges to the limbs like a tidal wave.
Peter turned around abruptly, and his spider-sense triggered another frantic warning.
Peter's extraordinary senses allowed him to immediately notice the abnormally rapid heartbeat within Sitwell's body!
"What are you doing!"
As Peter questioned him sternly, he realized that if he left Sitwell unattended, he would die in front of him. Peter, who was always kind-hearted and rarely killed his enemies, instinctively picked up Sitwell and wanted to take him to the hospital.
But it was too late.
On the left breast of Sitwell's suit, the seemingly ordinary black button began to emit an eerie dark red light, like the eyes of a demon opening in the darkness.
"Let's go to hell together, Spider-Man! Hahahaha—!!!"
As his adrenaline surged, Sitwell, as if possessed, became hoarse and maniacal. He laughed wildly, like a devout follower of death!
However, just as the button's brilliance was about to reach its peak...
The sky was torn apart.
This is not a metaphor; it is a real tear in the skin.
Looking through the gap, one could see a golden-red meteor swooping down at an almost vertical angle. Its speed was so great that the thrusters left a blue trail several meters long behind it.
The next second, the golden-red figure adjusted its posture slightly in mid-air, and its feet, like two heavy hammers, slammed into the ground in a classic superhero landing pose!
In an instant, the concrete shattered, and dirt flew everywhere. From the point of impact, spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards for a full five meters. The rapidly rising dust completely enveloped the golden-red figure.
The blue light from the thrusters gradually dimmed, but the inverted triangular arc reactor on the chest of the armor shone with a stable and dazzling white light amidst the dust, like a lighthouse in the darkness.
The sonic boom arrived belatedly a second later.
"boom--!!!"
The air was compressed and torn apart; the shockwave spread outwards like a solid wall, hurling up dust and rubble from the ground, revealing the full form of the golden-red figure once more.
Iron Man, Tony Stark, is finally here!