Sharon looked up, staring at the gaping hole above her head, then at the dazzling soundwave cloud in the sky, her expression turned dazed once again.
The next second!
Realizing what Hawk had just said, Sharon quickly took out her phone and called back to headquarters.
At this moment, the alarm at the New York S.H.I.E.L.D. Combat Command Center also went off the instant the soundwave cloud was produced over Imperial University.
"Satellite detected an extraordinary energy fluctuation."
"Matching..."
"It's out, it's Phoenix's."
"The image is out too, Phoenix is breaking through the atmosphere."
"Is today the day he's supposed to duel Thor?"
"Can't be, isn't Thor accompanying Jane Foster to some conference in New Mexico?"
"Predicted trajectory results are out."
"Where?"
"Africa, Wakanda!"
With the precise cooperation of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, the command center's large screen quickly split into two. One half showed Hawk breaking through the atmosphere swiftly under the S.H.I.E.L.D. satellite, while the other half displayed the satellite map of Earth, with dotted lines connecting, ultimately pointing the destination to Wakanda, Africa.
Commander Victoria Hand crossed her arms, looking at the screen where Hawk's destination was inferred through S.H.I.E.L.D.'s latest research 'Project Insight', raising an eyebrow.
At this moment.
Sharon's call came in.
"Sharon, what happened at Imperial University, Phoenix..."
"Commander, three people from Wakanda just tried to assassinate Gwen."
"..."
The calm on Commander Victoria Hand's face disappeared; hearing someone attempted to assassinate the Demon King's Shackles, she immediately asked, "How is Gwen now, is she injured?"
Sharon glanced over where Mary had run, helping up Flash Thompson who'd been knocked down, and said, "No."
Commander Victoria Hand at the Combat Command Center breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Then...
She recalled Sharon's report.
"Wait a moment, people from Wakanda?"
"Yes."
"Wasn't their information and transportation completely locked down, how did they manage to reach New York City?"
Victoria Hand now knew why Hawk was breaking through the atmosphere heading straight for Wakanda, but still did not understand how the Wakandans got to New York City.
And right under their noses.
You have to know, the blockade on Wakanda was enforced by five great men, said to be all-weather, 360 degrees without blind spots.
Even the generalissimo back in the day didn't receive such treatment.
Since Wakanda's exposure began until now, it's been almost a year and a month.
But in the past year, Wakanda's information has been tightly sealed.
In the past, Wakanda could still pop up when running to the United Nations for relief food.
But now, Wakanda doesn't even have the chance to pop up; you can grab any person off the street now, and they may not even know Wakanda is a country in the world.
Yet under the joint blockade of the five great men, three Wakandans appeared in New York City, right under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s nose, and even attempted to assassinate Gwen, whom they called the Demon King's Shackles.
How can this be allowed?
"Investigate!"
"Immediately find out how those three managed to reach New York City."
Commander Victoria Hand reacted swiftly, ordering, then confirming with Sharon: "Were their identities confirmed?"
Sharon glanced at the three corpses lying on the ground after Hawk left: "Can't be wrong, bald, muscular unlike a woman, pitch-black skin, Vibranium weapons, it can only be Wakanda, no one else, and even if they're not, it doesn't help because Hawk has already determined it's Wakanda's doing."
Recalling the urgent matter to report, Sharon's pupils constricted, quickly reporting: "Commander, Hawk has already gone to Wakanda; before leaving he asked me to contact Commander Hill, saying we'd better withdraw everyone currently in Wakanda."
Victoria's body shook at the S.H.I.E.L.D. Command Center.
"Hawk said that?"
"Yes, he said, after this, there will be no Wakanda in the world."
"Hiss!"
Listening to Sharon's transmission of Hawk's words, Victoria gasped, immediately looking up at the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent: "Connect with Commander Hill immediately, how long until Phoenix reaches Wakanda?"
One S.H.I.E.L.D. agent hurried to connect with Maria Hill.
Another agent quickly reported.
"Phoenix's speed has slowed, at the current pace, he is expected to arrive over Wakanda in thirty minutes."
"He's only given us thirty minutes."
Victoria, upon hearing the agent reporting Hawk's speed had slowed, instantly realized these thirty minutes were the time Hawk had left for them.
After all...
With Hawk's speed to travel to Mars and back within a day, if he were to go full speed, going to Wakanda wouldn't even take thirty minutes.
Clearly.
This thirty minutes is not left for Wakanda; it's left for them.
"Sir, Commander Hill's communication has connected."
"Quick, bring it in!"
"...Victoria?"
Currently, at seven o'clock in the morning in the Wakanda region, Maria Hill was seated in the Wakanda conference hall, accompanying the full representative of the Security Council, Federation Security Counselor Alexander Pierce, and other council members for the thirty-sixth round of negotiations. Seeing the communication marked with an emergency code, she got up and left the conference room, stepping outside to take the call.
"What's happening?" Maria Hill's voice was clearly transmitted to the New York S.H.I.E.L.D Combat Command Center.
Victoria didn't waste any words.
Time was tight.
"Commander, Wakanda sent people to assassinate Gwen Stacy, but failed. Hawk is furious and is expected to reach Wakanda in thirty minutes. He instructed us to immediately evacuate our people and informed us that after this, Wakanda will no longer exist."
"???"
One question mark after another emerged relentlessly from Hill's mind, accompanied by Victoria's hurried report.
But even with a multitude of questions in her heart, this was not the time for inquiries.
Hill almost instantly as Victoria finished speaking, leaned in to her assistant who had followed her out, and said quietly: "Spread the word, S.H.I.E.L.D transport aircraft must launch immediately, notify all S.H.I.E.L.D personnel to evacuate from Wakanda at once, withdraw to... the Hell Passage."
The so-called Hell Passage is the bottomless pit punched into the prairie after last year's battle between Hawk and Hell Hulk.
S.H.I.E.L.D spent a full six months just to hoist Hell Hulk's corpse out of that pit, which is why the pit was named Hell Passage.
The assistant nodded and left immediately upon hearing the instructions.
Hill, after ending the call, turned around and re-entered the Wakanda Royal Palace meeting room in front of her.
Her orders could only command S.H.I.E.L.D agents, and she had no authority over the soldiers of the joint forces, nor would those soldiers heed her.
This required orders from Alexander Pierce.
In the conference room at this moment.
Wakanda's new King, T'Challa, along with other Wakanda tribal leaders, were forcefully asserting everything belonging to Wakanda with Alexander Pierce and others.
Just one sentence.
The joint forces must immediately withdraw from Wakanda.
Wakanda belongs to the Wakandans, not some world-wide Wakanda.
Meanwhile, the new King, T'Challa, demanded the Security Council hand over the culprit responsible for disrupting Wakanda, and that Hawk must be held accountable for this incident.
Alexander Pierce, in charge of the negotiations, laughed directly upon hearing this condition from King T'Challa.
It turns out that indeed people laugh when they're speechless.
Hand over Hawk.
Do you want to listen to the nonsense you're spouting?
Just at this moment, Hill came in from outside, sat beside him, then turned sideways, putting her mouth to his ear to ensure her voice was audible only to him.
"Wakanda sent people to assassinate Hawk's fiancée Gwen but failed. Hawk is on his way here, and we only have twenty minutes to evacuate."
"Hiss!"
Alexander Pierce's pupils contracted quickly upon Hill's words, his heart catching a gasp, as he glanced from the corner of his eye at T'Challa, dressed in his Black Panther Battle Armor, seated across from him.
Goodness.
He originally thought this group of Black Barbarians daringly attacking the Security Council was already their limit, never anticipating they had further extremes.
Whether it was Congress, or S.H.I.E.L.D or even S.H.I.E.L.D Bureau, S.H.I.E.L.D or even the Council, all are very aware of one thing.
Codename Demon King's Shackles, Gwen Stacy, is even more untouchable than the Phoenix Demon King.
Yet these Black Barbarians not only intend to touch, they even plan to smash this shackle from the Phoenix Demon King.
Jesus, God, Holy Mother Mary!
Are you so brave, do your ancestors know?
Alexander Pierce's heart is issuing a series of cries at this moment, but as a seasoned politician, despite the fact that his heart is already experiencing a ten-level earthquake, he remains unperturbed on the surface.
His gray hair and glasses continue to present a cultured appearance.
After Hill's report, Alexander coughs discreetly, glancing over at the Wakandan contingent dressed in various bizarre attire, some chiefs even having a large ring dangling from their lower jaws, resembling forest black monkey jesters, and then focusing on Black Panther T'Challa: "The terms you've proposed require us to go back and consider."
Saying this.
He did not give the Wakandans time to react and immediately got up to leave the conference room.
The other Security Council members participating in this negotiation seemed taken aback at his action, but quickly got up and followed Alexander Pierce out of the room one after the other.
"Let's go!"
"Hurry, notify everyone, evacuate Wakanda immediately, gather at the Hell Passage!"
"Understood!"
"..."